Kuch rishtei bann jaate hain
Chand lamhon ki pehchaan se
Umar beet jaati hai kuch mein
Rah jaatei kuchh, anjaan se
Anant saagar ki lahron mein
Dhhalti kirnon ke baan se
Ik aakriti sii ubhar aati hai
Mann mein kis ke aahwaan se
Dil ka milna, kismet se hai
Na koshish na ahsaan se
Khamoshi bhi tabh kah jaati hai
nigahon ke byaan se
– Khushi
Posted in Urdu Poetry / Shayari.
By Khushi A
– November 5, 2007
You drive me crazy
You drive me nuts
With you I am upbeat
And bounty of guts
My life is in tune
With your musical beats
I lay my hand and
You tread me to feats
Tall dark and handsome
You are all these and more
With you I go places
And so much I explore
With you I find solace
And the moments of peace
My roads are enlightened
And the gloom begins to cease
You take me for a ride
And scenic long drives
My love, my companion
My soul-mate for thrives
My enthusiasm and thrills
You keep them at par
You give me the comforts
You are my best car.
— Khushi
Posted in English Poetry.
By Khushi A
– October 24, 2007
Beautiful as a princess
Draped in shades of red
Decorated with gem'n jewels
In silk and zari thread
Embellished with grace'n aroma
Of Roses and autumn's bloom
Radiating a sparkling glow
She stands beside the groom
As charming and cute is she
His charisma is spellbound too
Adorned with chivalry and reason
His types are rare and few.
They vow and promise with love
To befriend each other for life
And angels step down to the aisle
To pronounce them man and wife
May their love be forever
In sunshine and in shade.
Complete they seem together
For each other were they made
– Khushi
Posted in Love.
By Khushi A
– October 8, 2007
There are times in life
When the days seem hard
We are wiling to succumb
When the troubles embark
The worries keep growing
They put us to test
We are about to give up
When we should give it our best
We pull up our courage
And look around our space
Miss the cheer leaders
Who vanished at our face.
We try hard to persist
And fight against the odds
Burn the midnight oil
And give our best shots
So close to the horizon
Still miss it by a chance
Fate seems a nemesis
Playing the Devil's dance
Life thwarts us with failures
And successes to make us proud
With one rule to Remember
There's a lining to every cloud
It's just a fun test game
Where God is our coach
His delays are not his denials
It's the golden way to approach.
' Khushi
Posted in English Poetry.
By Khushi A
– September 15, 2007
The beauty so splendid
So innate and sheer
The view is nostalgic
Bedazzled with glare
Such a romantic place
Yes! I am here
I look beside me
But you are not there.
I crave to hold you
In my arms my dear
My heart beats faster
Your want I can't bear
I close my eyes
Your voice I hear
I open them up
Down rolls another tear.
— Khushi
Posted in Humor.
By Khushi A
– September 5, 2007
While browsing off the internet, I came across this site called the Johari Window. The word "Johari" in the Indian language Hindi means - Jeweler. In the literal sense, someone who could tell the worth of a stone (diamond or glass) at the blink of an eye.
Here at www.kevin.org the Johari Window is:
The Johari Window was invented by Joseph Luft and Harrington Ingham in the 1950s as a model for mapping personality awareness. By describing yourself from a fixed list of adjectives, then asking your friends and colleagues to describe you from the same list, a grid of overlap and difference can be built up.
Seems a nice one :) My blog, my whimsical discourse, acts as an expression and a vent for what I see, think and feel. The essence of my writings, in a way, is a reflection of me.
Come on friends, come tell me what you think about the author of this blog thats me - Khushi
Describe me at : http://kevan.org/johari?name=khushiA
Cheers
Khushi !!
Posted in Blogs.
By Khushi A
– May 28, 2007
Why am I here
Give me a reason
Is it for my mom
who is frail and weak
still stares at the driveway
awaiting for me in vain
Is it for my dad
Who cheered my games
And now hides his fears
Of not seeing me ever again
Is it for my kids
Who have just one wish
To play with their dad
In sunshine and in rain
Is it for my wife
Who gave me love
And now all I give her
is my dust and all this strain
Is it for the land
Where I was born
Is its freedom at stake
That I am suffering pain
I know I am a soldier
I fight for a cause
To save and to free
the innocent from chains
But who is the sinner here
Who is the enemy
Who is the captive
Who is the one to gain
Why am I still here
Give me a reason
— Khushi
Posted in English Poetry.
By Khushi A
– May 27, 2007
Ajnabi kuch anjaane se
Kab dil ke azeez ho gaye
Kuch pata hi nahi chala
Harre bhare uss aangan se
Kab phool sitaare jhadh gaye
Kuch pata hi nahi chala
Jaagti aankhon ke soone sapne
Kab ansoon banke bah gaye
Kuch pata hi nahi chala
Bechain karte yeh tanha din
Kab mahino mein badal gaye
Kuch pata hi nahi chala
Haathon ki lakeeron se
Kab kitne alfaaz mit gaye
Kuch pata hi nahi chala
— Khushi
Posted in Urdu Poetry / Shayari.
By Khushi A
– May 4, 2007
Bestowed upon me
By the loving grace of God
are some wonderful angels
Worthy of an applaud.
An abundance of strength and love
and full of embracing care;
are my Mom and Dad
who make an adorable pair.
Together they’ve stood always
against that couldnt be cured,
Shall Always look up to them
for all they have endured
Lord seemed really pleased
with a great deed i had done
When He gave me my brothers
who are loads and loads of fun.
Their love and care for me
surpasses anyone on this earth
the gems that they are
no one can match their worth
As generous as God is,
He looked at me and smiled
Blessed me with my Uncle
who’s amusing yet so styled
My partner in crime he is
for cravings of the spice
my idol and my mentor
he’s progressive yet so nice
I couldn’t have had better
my relations of the blood
He graced me with His touch
and filled my life with buds
I don’t crave for plenty
I can count them on my hands
they know me in and out
have scorched with me on sands
My fingers are always crossed
Touch wood is all I do
so thankful I am to Him
He made my dreams come true.
— Khushi
Posted in English Poetry.
By Khushi A
– April 27, 2007
{one on one with God - Prayer to Thee}
I asked God for strength
And he gave me challenges
I would strongly face to win
I asked God for wisdom
And He gave me opportunities
I would see through the unjust
I asked God for care
And He gave me friends
I would selflessly care for
I asked God for love
And He gave me family
I would love more than myself
I asked God for beauty
And He gave me flowers
I would grace the ambiance with
I asked God for wealth
And He gave me blessings
I would be content with.
— Khushi
Posted in English Poetry.
By Khushi A
– April 26, 2007