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Ever we tried to find out what exactly friendship is????


 FRIENDSHIP
 exactly where is its place & where we can find it???
 Do anyone have answer to it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 For me…….Its my belief or says my perception that its not that we can go n buy it in any malls or markets or shops no. I think its place is in temples where exactly it belongs. But the saddest n hardest part is that we are not at all aware of that kind of friendship, we have actually known the depth of the word itself called FRIENDSHIP. according to me I think its a small n tender plant which has to be nurture with the essence of trust ,nourished with understanding.So one day we can have a wonderful tree of relation with sweet fruits of memories


     Love happens consciously it does have natural impulse but friendship no never there is no such thing like impulse behind making friends. And when we make friends it is also unconscious effort bcoz we ourselves dont know unless the time comes n we find out that we can understand each other without even communication, without telling the person abt us friends can understand wat is going within us.

     As love does have expectation in relation but in friendship there is no expectation …. Its unconditional beyond n above all the relation .
Bcoz it is the only relation where anyone do simply feels happy and content in giving rather then receiving. There r no rules n regulation to follow, no one sway over each other ,no one should bide with conditions just for the sake of tomorrow……We can also define it as highest n purest form of luv.

        AM I RIGHT IN MY SAYING [plz do think over it].

 Each n every relation do have its own meaning ,own place, own rules n so on in there life but wat I m trying to say is that if all of us try little bit n enjoy the essence of friendship then I can assure you n I m dead sure I ll not have to say you anything u people can urself come to know of ur own that friendship has its own beauty it can be best then a love affair also as bcoz a love affair are unpredictable like weather there are lots of ups n downs in it but along with it do have some good moments also but very rare [I think u all do agree wid me here] I can say that friendship has stronger n deeper state of even balance in compare to luv.. It is strongly built.

 I think friendship means that u must make the other person more important then ur own self for u that somebody must be the most valuable treasure[relation] u treasure it more then urself..

 BUT the main thing the key factor is that ……U can experience it / have it/ feel it if only u are true to Urself must leave ur ego behind, u must be open to urself then only u can open up to the world outside then only u can enjoy the true essence of this wonderful relation if above mentioned qualities does not exist then u r just putting mask on ur face n pretending to be friendly n nothing more ..u cant make friends if u carry ego with u if u want ur life to be friendly with u n u want to enjoy quality of friendship then u must shed of ur ego first then c around  u can feel the aura around u .


     So friends may I have pleasure to at least know abt Ur friends in Ur own life just one or two lines can do [if u feel like sharing it wid me] then all r most welcome

 
                Loads of hugs n kisses to u all ….


 

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I never knew who I am for long time
All I knew was that I was a seed
Seed of immense possibilities
Seed of Immense potential
The day I started to realize I had to open to become something
I started trembling
I did't think I would exist for one more moment
I had soil of worms around
Wind was bad , water was less
Soil was never right, But I knew I had to survive to see my flowering
So much fear, so much darkness but I knew that I have been destined to sing
suddenly I surrendered to unknown, to soil, to wind, to water , to-sky


I felt taken
I had become pregnant
I was carrying a flower


To wait to see you achieve goal was painful,
always living in dream was ainful
To think about future of mine was painful
Suddenly I realised again that I am born as possibility
I do not have to do anything but surrender.
Again I surrendered
To the bulge of bud
Only a flower knows the moment of bud to flower
Rest all are spectators of theory.
to become flower is an experience
You need not put into words
Just one moment is enough to know all the secrets
That moment is enough to become bud to flower

I wanted to become good looking flower
I wanted to become colorful flower
But then I wanted to become god's favourite flower
Got tired of thinking what kind of flower I should become
I cried,
I cried again and again

Coz i don't know what kind of flower i have to become
I am thinking too much, I am desiring too much
I got tired
I just decided give up all my dreams
the moment I gave up my dreams
I suddenly realised that my dreams came true on it''s own accord
I found a key, a secret

I gave up my dreams and saw every dream becoming true
Finally I became a flower
Pregnancy was hard but worth it
I am here as flower with all fragrance , freshness
I am here dining wining with my bee girlfriends
I party under sky and I sing to winds
I am in love in-fact I am love

My lovers include people who hurt me. pluck me.
and play with me
My lover's take me to their bosoms
But I am just the same flower for everyone. I smell same for everyone
All my lover bees, sun,sky, hands, - everyone behaves their own way
some are nice and somedays are nice but somedays are bad too

But I realised that joy is in me
Joy is in my fragrance
Joy is in my being
Joy is being still and same all the time
I found everything in nothingness
Now I see my self dieing
My petals are falling down
Sun is hurting and wind is taking me apart
But I still like to sing

I want to sing one last time for my journey
I want to sing song of my death
I want to celebrate every thing as of now
I know I am part of sky that never dies
I will start again as a seed of potentiality
only to die again as a dance of eternity

I tell you a secret
Die every moment to thought and past
You are born again in present moment
I am going to die soon. I am planning to dance again
I want to dance my way to death
I am dead but I danced on my death bed.



[ author unknown]


 

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Just a Blink…………

Like a blink of an eye
Time passes us by
Goes with it are precious things
My most treasured belongings
Like the beautiful leaves in autumn day
Good things slowly fall away
People and places changed
And left us feeling estranged
The memories that's left behind
I closely keep in my heart and mind
Like an actress's beauty and fame
Nothing seems to stay the same
Good thing we have cameras
To capture the memories in photographs




author unknown


 

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Hello friends i am here up again with my post but not like regular ones mmmmmmmmmm u can say with some diff flavour ……….. today i was going through my diary which offcourse i dont write now on regular basis .but ya once in a blue moon .but today i was looking back n find this stuff really interesting as well as funny n it recalls my school days so just felt to share it with all of u …………………….so enjoy reading ………




SYMBOL : -"LO"




Discover: -This element was discovered centuries ago
by a well known scientist


"Mr. Heart"


Existence: - Recent researches show it existence among all the people but mainly in college & university students



Position in periodic table: - As far as position in periodic table is concerned due to many side activities of luv gas no particular place is given to it into modified periodic table.



Occurrence: - it is one of the most widely occurring elements through out the universe. It is found in large quantities inherit of poets ,novelists, as well as in hearts of students of colleges , schools &university are the most common source of luv gas. However traces of this gas is found in hearts of every creature [some or less]



Preparation: - love gas is produced when the rays of beauty strikes on the retina of a person at ordinary temperature. Gentle .Sweet & affection words act as a catalyst.



Laboratory preparation: - For the laboratory preparation of this gas the essential apparatus are college campus, cinema halls [where use to be] but now multiplexes or public places. When two hearts meets & luv sparks is produced at high temperature with dazzling light.



Properties: - [1] luv gas is colorless, pleasant, smelling gas with sweet taste at normal temperature &pressure


[2] The variety produced by the college method may cause trouble if inhaled in excess.


[3] It is Incombustible.


[4] It produced hysteria, day dreaming &other diseases.


[5] It produces happiness, sadness, madness according to the quality of gas inhaled .





hope u all do liked it ????????????


 

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In this world of fake life
there are no broken thoughts
                                           …Only broken illusions
that once held something dear

and when you think about it
do we all really love anything?
Are we
           tricking
                       ourselves into being
fake?

Believing in something that doesn’t exist?
Do you exist?  Do I exist?
Ask yourself

If I were to close my eyes
                                      in a place of silence
                                                                   In a whole of darkness
Would everything and everyone

…Disappear…?



author unknown


 

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The topic which I want to write is such a fact that I am totally confused myself from where to start and where to end. Though it is a never ending subject, I am just making a beginning.


So at present just scribbling whatever comes in my mind .
Few days back, I hope u all remember one of our ilander friend, Amit Agrawal, had started a campaign regarding the plight of girl child. This post is written in relation to that topic only.  I had written a Blog previously, but that was just a collection of different topic from the net, but today I want to write something on my own.

First of all I must say Aren’t we all amazed by the fact that at one end we worship goddess in a form of lakshmi, durga, kali, sarswati,   and on the other hand we do abort the female fetus in mothers womb itself before letting them to see this wonderful and beautiful world. What a shocking situation and if it is not done then, there r many other ways, after their birth, of killing a girl child. 

And in my opinion I think the worst n foremost enemy of female is female itself. In general on a birth of a female in a family, women only say “oh she has given a birth to a baby girl”.   They only regret but will they ever realize that she is also a female first and bcoz of it now she is a mother, mother in law or n grand mother? Why does she always forget this? They at once say, “oh lakshmi is born”, but deep down they regret. I am asking one question.  Is giving birth to a girl some kind of sin? Or to take o birth as a girl a sin? ….why is such custom in a society that people do celebrate like anything on a birth of a baby boy? [Ya there r some exceptions also but they r very rare that people do celebrate on the birth of a baby girl]


Why???????????


Just for a sec think of a world without women. What it will be like. You can’t even imagine it as bcoz, bcoz of women there is civilization there is a society n every thing is dependant on women / girl / female.


Here I would like to put an example of myself only rather then anyone else.
We are four sisters and yes I don’t have a brother.

It was a common sight in those days to see families having four or more daughters. Does anyone know why? Because of constant social compulsions, a woman is made to think that she SHOULD have a son to carry forward her families' name. So couples keep having children till a son is born in a family.

My mom too was yearning for a son. 

My elder sis has 2 daughters, younger sister has 2 daughters and my youngest sis has one daughter n was expecting her second child.  My mom went to her to assist her for her delivery with heavy heart just praying that please god do give her one son. Because all our relative often say to my mom, since u have daughter so too your daughters are having daughter and they are not having a son. At that time I feel sorry for my mom and as well as sorry for my sisters too.


 Can any one tell me why we have old age home? Just answer me. We have old age home bcoz of the harsh reality that the grown up sons don’t want their parents to stay with them. Then also I can’t understand why people crave for a baby boy n kill baby girl. I just can’t ever figure this out why?????


I have come across many families where daughters are helpful & support their parents in their old age. In one of the cases the parents have four sons n a single daughter. Yet as the sons don’t have time for their parents, the parents are looked after by the same daughter whose arrival in this world was not marked with any celebrations as opposed to the birth of the sons!!!


I wish to put  few lines for the female gender.[lines r bit just modified by me not written by me]
The different roles played by a girl from her birth


She is innocent in role of a DAUGHTER.
She is caring in role of a SISTER.
She shows her warmth in role of a FRIEND.
She is passionate in her role of a BELOVED. 
She shows her dedication in her role of a WIFE.
We all feel divinity in her role of a MOTHER. 
 She showers her blessings in role of a GRANDMOTHER. 
 
She is So tough, so tender, so naughty, so charming
.


  I had begun my previous post with the following lines: 


Prabhuji mein tori binti karoon
Paiyan Paroon bar bar
Agle Janam Mohe Bitiya Na Dije
Narak Dije Chahe Dar..


Translated into English, it means,


Oh, God, I beg of you,
I touch your feet time and again,
Next birth don’t give me a daughter,
Give me Hell instead…

–An old Folk Song from Uttar Pradesh

But today I want to request all would be parents to pray for a girl child.They are a real blessing in our life. Just trust me its all I can say. And one more thing plzzzz never pray what is mentioned in above lines.




 




[Note:  I have written the blog to point out the harsh realities of life, especially how this world is so biased against the girl child. I don't want to make a generalization that all girls are good and sons don't take care of their parents, though the trend seems to point out that way more.   Please don't take it personally as I said earlier]


 

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Likhna chahti thi ek nazm
par saath nahi hai shabdo ka  
Likhnna chahthi thi kuch fassane
Par saath nahi hai halato ka
Samajh na chati hu har ek ehasssas ko
par kuch bhi samaj nahi pati
chahti hu Dekhnna sab kuch
Par jankh nahi patti kuch bhi ..


Manna ki zindagi ki raftar mujhse hai tez 
Par kyun mujhko nahi hai usse pakdhnna 
Jab hai kareeb bahaut sapnno ka jahan
toh kyun nahi mai unhe sametnna chahti


jab hai subh ka ujaalaa har taraf
tab kyun hai dhund chayi hai in ankhon mai
hai roshan har surat
phir bhi kyun chayi hai udasi har seerat mai


phir halka sa ek khayal ayya
pauchi vadiyon ke beech
kuch hassen khayal panne
kuch  nayi manzil  talashnne 
jo let rahi thi shaam ki chadar oodhe
par  nahi  pata tha ki shaam ka na  hai koi  thikanna
who ret ki tarah fisal jatti hai
aur raat toh hai chand aur sitaro ke sahare
jo suraj ke ate hi chup jatti hai


tab  phir jakke mainne socha
ki kya likhna aur kya batanna 
jab milenga saath shabdo ka
aur hoga saath halatto ka
tab de dengge unhe anjaam 
hum kuch apnne shabd do ka



 

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Prabhuji mein tori binti karoon
Paiyan Paroon bar bar
Agle Janam Mohe Bitiya Na Dije
Narak Dije Chahe Dar…


Oh, God, I beg of you,
I touch your feet time and again,
Next birth don’t give me a daughter,
Give me Hell instead… –An old Folk Song From Uttar Pradesh


A poem where the aborted girl child addresses her mother and asks some questions. I hope every woman who reads this thinks hard about the questions, and every man who reads this makes a promise to cherish the gender that is responsible for his birth in the world in the first place.

Mother why did I not take birth?
Why was I given death before I could embrace life?
Say Something O mother say something

Why did the world not hear my life's cry
It did not want to welcome me in its midst
It taught you to shun me
And denied me your lap to rest
Why did you let it happen?
Say something O mother, say something

Pressed against your bosom.
I would have blossomed day and night
I would have filled your embrace with my being
But I was denied even a corner of your heart
Say something, O mother, say something

I would have enchanted you with my first smile,
Cut my teeth on that enchantment
Frolicked and taken my first steps with you giving chase
And full of mischief, taken flight just out of your reach.
All that was meant to be, was lost to eternity
Say something O mother, say something

Your daughter would have gone to school,
Her hands holding the books to knowledge
I would have been your pride
My father and brother would have been so awed
To see me win accolades
Why was it not so, say something O mother?

I would have accomplished so much
Created my own unique persona
Epitomizing true womanhood
Why was that not allowed to be?
Say something O mother, say something

You would have held your head high with pride
I would have been the shining star
The talk of the town
And the world would have honored womanhood
And rejoiced at the birth of each girl child
But it is lost, the opportunity was lost by you
Say something O mother, say something

And if for a moment I did not shine
My love for you and yours for me
Would have been a tie so pure
But you used your own hands to cut off your nose
Does anyone ever sin like this?

Why did you rip this beautiful dream child
From your womb?
If the poison of societal norms continues
To course through life
Where will they ever find a mother

To give birth to the sons they covet?
Enough is enough
Awake O mother,
Awake O mother,


I realized, soon enough however, that while the girl child may be a prized commodity in my clan, she was fairly disposable and discriminated against in other families. I heard stories of people producing kids with little care for the woman's well being until she gave the family the much wanted male child. I heard stories of people marrying a second time if the first wife failed to produce a son. I know of several families in different age groups who have had a large number of children-just to produce a son. Often that cherished son would then be burdened with not only marrying off his 6-7 sisters but also to pay off debts and take care of his parents in their old age.

I remember a lady who married the oldest son from a huge business joint family, being told by her mother in law, when she was pregnant for the first time-If you don't produce a son don't come back-if you do I will give you the choicest diamond necklace

I also remember another friend telling me how amused she was because each time people ask her how many kids she has and she says 2 girls and a boy, they promptly presume her son is the youngest and much tried for addition after 2 girls, when he is the middle child. They look disbelievingly when she tells them she tried a third time because she always wanted two girls.

I've seen sons who adore their mothers and sisters disappointed when they have daughters-a close guy friend actually burst into tears when he found out his first born was a daughter. Another man had a heart attack and died according to news reports when he found out his wife had had a girl.

Another friend said that when she tells people she has two daughters, they will ask-No son? Maybe you should try for one-you are still very young.

In one of the article I gone through it stated that the obsession for a male child ran high amongst the affluent, highly educated lot and a lot of abortions took place in this very group. The ratios are so lopsided now because of all these abortions. According to latest statistics, the three northern Indian states ? Punjab, Haryana and Delhi ? have one of the most skewed male-female ratios in the country, with Punjab having only 874 females for 1,000 men.

To add to this, is the news about this new US-patented gender testing kit, available over the Internet. It enables sex-determination as early as five weeks after conception. The kit in trial for 14 years is right now only available in the US, but concern is already there about the repercussions if it enters India.

Lets start with educating a girl child as for my believes that by educating the girl child you will educate an entire family.

In all this the one thing that stands out in my mind is the fact that a lot of this is happening because of women themselves allowing it to happen. Often a girl is brainwashed from infancy that she in inferior to boys, and when she becomes a mother, she allows the atrocity of having her body violated to end the life of an unwanted girl child, because another woman- a mother-in law continues the tradition- of pressuring her daughter in law for a grandson. I haven't seen too many aunties or grandmas telling their daughters-in laws-"May you be the mother of many daughters, or May you be blessed with a daughter".






this post of mine is just a small step/contribuation for a noble cause which http://amit.rediffiland.com.
do have thrown some light on this issue n make us aware of the brutal reality of the society. So lets join hands n contribute watever we can do for it .


 

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SOME SMALL GESTURES WHICH WE MISS IN OUR DAILY FAST LIFE:

Once I asked my friend (stupid question though) after listening to her for around 15-20 minutes,
"How much do you love him?" When she was telling me tales about her love life. Well, she had a friend whom she loved a lot.
A bollywood reply came "A lot I can't live without him"
"And what about him"

"He too is crazy about me. We cant live without each other plan to get married soon"
Don't know why but being honest I got a grin on my face hearing this (just don't know why) but sensing her uncontrollable reaction, I asked her " Sorry to raise a personal question, seems you too are too close to each other, have u been intimate with him?"
She didn't say anything, simply nodded her head in affirmative.
I then asked her "when was the last time you people had hold hands of each other?"
Instant reply came "we were together a few hours ago, walking hands in hands"
"How does u feel when you hold each others hands?"
Instant reply again with a shying smile this time, "bahut accha lagta hai" (feels too good)
"Is that all?" I asked
And reply disturbed me "What else!!!!!!?"

So she went off leaving me with a thought to ponder upon. For me, it was more then a shock to realize that a person who has gone through the extent of intimacy doesn't even knows what holding hand provides. My thoughts started wandering; I was forced to ask myself, "Is holding hands merely a physical act?" or there are feelings beyond that too. I really pity her and all those with the same thoughts, perhaps they don't even know as to what holding hands does to them, don't even realize the power of it. And when you don't know what you are missing, how can you be warm and receptive towards it.

Usually, holding hands is the first thing in any relationship. A time when nothing appears to be better than that. But as the relationship progresses, unfortunately, the intensity and frequency of holding hands decreases, substituted by other gestures. To me it appears more like a first gear of a vehicle. To gain initial acceleration, we put the car in first gear and once the momentum is attained, gears are switched over with first gear never put back unless the vehicle is stopped. Same way, I feel, the concept of holding hands has become. In the beginning it seems like worth a treasure, as time passes by, this treasure decreases. God knows, may be we all wait for the car to stop to get it refueled and then re-start putting the first gear. Whatever, the crux is that the concept of holding hands in true sense is diminishing day by day.

When we are together with our beloved, I feel, holding hands is the best thing we can do, it provides us so much sense of security and warmth. It really is a mode of conversation with closed lips. Hold hands, look into each others eyes, just drown in each other; perhaps you would realize what you are getting. This so-called simple act of 'holding hands' can become a strong catalyst for an enduring relationship. It really conveys a lot.

And when in distress, nothing can be more effective than this, just forget about everything in the world, hold each other's hands, and close your eyes for a while, fingers entangled, believe me, it's medicated, it's a therapy, and you would really feel the flow of energy, transmission of positive vibes. It's magical, it really is magical. It provides so much assurance, so much comfort, which is beyond anything in the world. And soon you would realize that your problems are vanishing (no literal meanings please) and even if not vanishing, you would feel so much internal strength within yourself, which would make you capable of coming out of problems in a much positive manner. A few watery drops flowing down your eyes would signify the attainment of optimism.

Unfortunately again, now, the concept of holding hands is limited to when two persons are in a public place or in the middle of a small group of people. And that too, not because they know what it provides, but simply for the reason that nothing else can be done. Otherwise if today, you leave a couple alone, I feel, holding hands would be the last thing on the agenda, in fact no wonder if it isn't there even.

In fact, why talk of holding hands in case of 'love' relationships only. This deed can work wonders in any existing relationship, be it friends, be it spouse, parents, kids, or any relationship, all what is desired is intense feelings. You find your friend disturbed; a simple gesture of holding hands looking eyes to eye, conveying them that you are with them under any circumstances might put them back on feet. You find your parents disturbed, believe me, this act infuses energy into them. You find your kids coming home crying, this deed along with a warm hug can make them forget all worries in the world. And for a little child, no need to say anything, just feel the grip of his soft fingers around your fingers, you would feel heavenly. Now if a single medicine leads to so many cures, don't you feel we all are fools, as we don't even know how and when to use it?

Friends, Intimacy is enjoyable, no doubt about that but if we were practical, as we grow in age in our lives the frequency of getting intimate decreases. (Though sad)

On the other hand, holding hands is a medication, which comes in a very ordinary pack, many a times acting like a life saving drug with absolutely no date of expiry. It can be used 'SOS' and like wine, it improves in its effect, with time. Unfortunately as it doesn't come in a fancy pack, it doesn't catch up in sales in the market. People don't know what it provides.

And yet another beautiful facet of holding hands:

A little girl and her father were crossing a flimsy bridge. The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter, "Dear, please hold my hand, so that you don't fall into the river."

The girl said, "No, Dad, You hold my hand please."

"What's the difference?" asked the puzzled father.

"There's a big difference", replied the little girl. " If I hold your hand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let your hand go, But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matters what happens, you will never let my hand go.”

In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, age or caste or creed, but in the bond. So hold the hand of the person whom you love, rather than expecting them to hold yours.

Friends, gestures speak, they communicate, and they really communicate in their own ways. Each and every gesture has so much to offer. We don't need ears to listen to them or eyes to see them; all what is desired is a warm and receptive heart to gather what all is being offered. These small gestures may at times sound meaningless, but at the end, it's these so-called small gestures, which have an unending ability to convert our lives into an eternal bliss.

Unfortunately we all do not realize what we are missing in our lives

In silence also we can communicate with each other
How????
Just by holding hands of each other
& just feel that feeling

For me it's beyond this world .

This one is a sms which I have received which is as follows:


Sometimes the smallest gestures go right 2 the heart


* A smile from a stranger when you are lost in a crowd.


* An old friend call you from a distance land just to say
"I MISS U"


* The touch of the mothers hand when you are unable to sleep


* A message from a friend asking whats went wrong when
U thought no one could notice


* A hand on your shoulder when it feels like the world
is against U


* Unexpected hug sometime it's the tiniest of things
that bring a smile in hard times




I'll try to post something on other gestures in my future post [hope so] till then


“HAPPY HOLI”


 

unbearable moments n seconds passed by mother

'

Storm hit the town &
Rain started pouring down
The night was very dark
The lightning showed its spark
The air pushed &pulled
Windows clashed
Cars zoomed
And water splashed
Other than the louder thunder
And the pouring water
There was no other noise
Except for a beat
'Who spoke the silent voice?
It was mother's heart
Whose child has not yet returned?
From her school
Sitting at the window
She waited & wept
Rain sprayed at her face
Her tears dissolved in the rain
But still her heart cried with pain
And negative thoughts
Was filled in her brain
She had a sleepless night
But then the morning came
The sun was bright
The thunder stopped
Clouds stopped crying
And the mothers tears
Had stopped rolling
And also her heart
Had stopped thumping
Even before she heard
Her daughter calling
Mom'I am sorry to be late
Because of blocked paths
All night I had to wait
Mom'..Mom'
But ' No answer!!!!