 A Cup of My Love When you’re sad And feeling down, Don’t you cry Or even frown. I’m here for you Now and forever. I’ll care for you always And leave you never. So when you’re lonely, Know it’s you I’m thinking of. And if I could, I’d send to you A huge cup of my love! |
A CUP OF MY LOVE
Posted in Poetry.
– February 21, 2008
I WILL ALWAYS BE THERE FOR YOU.
Posted in Love.
– November 16, 2007
REFLECTIONS OF BEAUTIFUL MORNING.
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Posted in Poetry.
– November 11, 2007
DEEP DIWALI
Dipawali
Today’s the `Festival of Lights’ all o’er;
A joyful day for minds and hearts and souls;
And people throng the Temples to offer,
Prayers, resolving to take better roles.
And most of them are richly clad and clean,
And eat such dainty foods and sweets with mirth;
Whilst noisy crackers burst, their lights are seen,
It seems to be a happy day on Earth!
But are there not hearts woe-filled, very sad?
Denied of laughter, smiles for days;
Today’s the triumph of Good over bad;
But what about the wastage in much ways?
True joy is when you see someone else smile!
True charity gives joy in Heav’nly style.
Shubh Dipawali
Happy Dipawali to all of you
On the great festival of light and happiness
I pray
God will fulfill all your desired Dreams.
Posted in Festival.
– November 9, 2007
FESTIVAL OF LIGHTS
Deepawali or Diwali is certainly the biggest of all Hindu festivals. It’s the festival of lights (deep = light and avali = a row i.e., a row of lights) that’s marked by four days of celebration, which literally illumines the country with its brilliance and dazzles all with its joy. Each of the four days in the festival of Diwali is separated by a different tradition, but what remains true and constant is the celebration of life, its enjoyment and goodness.
The Origin of Diwali…
Historically, the origin of Diwali can be traced back to ancient India, when it was probably an important harvest . However, there are various legends pointing to the origin of Diwali. Some believe it to be the celebration of the marriage of Lakshmi with Lord Vishnu. Whereas in Bengal the festival is dedicated to the worship of Mother Kali, the goddess of strength. Lord Ganesha, the elephant-headed God, the symbol of auspiciousness and wisdom, is also worshipped in most Hindu homes on this day. In Jainism, Deepawali has an added significance to the great event of Lord Mahavira attaining the eternal bliss of nirvana. Diwali also commemorates the return of Lord Rama along with Sita and Lakshman from his fourteen year long exile and vanquishing the demon-king Ravana. In joyous celebration of the return of their king, the people of Ayodhya, the Capital of Rama, illuminated the kingdom with earthen diyas (oil lamps) and burst crackers.These Four Days…
Each day of Diwali has it’s own tale, legend and myth to tell. The first day of the festival Naraka Chaturdasi marks the vanquishing of the demon Naraka by Lord Krishna and his wife Satyabhama. Amavasya, the second day of Deepawali, marks the worship of Lakshmi, the goddess of wealth in her most benevolent mood, fulfilling the wishes of her devotees. Amavasya also tells the story of Lord Vishnu, who in his dwarf incarnation vanquished the tyrant Bali, and banished him to hell. Bali was allowed to return to earth once a year, to light millions of lamps to dispel the darkness and ignorance, and spread the radiance of love and wisdom. It is on the third day of Deepawali ? Kartika Shudda Padyami that Bali steps out of hell and rules the earth according to the boon given by Lord Vishnu. The fourth day is referred to as Yama Dvitiya (also called Bhai Dooj) and on this day sisters invite their brothers to their homes.The Significance of Lights & Firecrackers. ..
All the simple rituals of Diwali have a significance and a story to tell. The illumination of homes with lights and the skies with firecrackers is an expression of obeisance to the heavens for the attainment of health, wealth, knowledge, peace and prosperity. According to one belief, the sound of fire-crackers are an indication of the joy of the people living on earth, making the gods aware of their plentiful state. Still another possible reason has a more scientific basis: the fumes produced by the crackers kill a lot of insects and mosquitoes, found in plenty after the rains.The Tradition of Gambling…
The tradition of gambling on Deepawali also has a legend behind it. It is believed that on this day, Goddess Parvati played dice with her husband Lord Shiva, and she decreed that whosoever gambled on Diwali night would prosper throughout the ensuing year.From Darkness Unto Light…
In each legend, myth and story of Deepawali lies the significance of the victory of good over evil; and it is with each Deepawali and the lights that illuminate our homes and hearts, that this simple truth finds new reason and hope. From darkness unto light ? the light that empowers us to commit ourselves to good deeds, that which brings us closer to divinity. During Diwali, lights illuminate every corner of India and the scent of incense sticks hangs in the air, mingled with the sounds of fire-crackers, joy, togetherness and hope. Outside India, Diwali is more than a Hindu festival, it’s a celebration of South-Asian identities. If you are away from the sights and sounds of Diwali, light a diya, sit quietly, shut your eyes, withdraw the senses, concentrate on this supreme light and illuminate the soul.
Posted in Festival.
– November 9, 2007
KHUD SE PYAR.
KHUD SE PYAR
Dil ki dor bandhi sanso se
man mera gulzar hogaya
mujhko khud se pyar ho gaya.
rishtey naton ka ye bandhan
mujhko raas na aye
mera man ek banjara man
jahan chahe ram jaye,
mera apna dard-e-gum hi
swatah mera shringaar ho gaya,
mujhko khud se pyar ho gaya.
jaati na,mazahab mera koi
na hi koi thikana
pyar ki bhasha janu main bas
dur bahut hai jana.
jahan ruk jau main pal-do-pal
wahin mera sansar ho gaya
mujhko khud se pyar ho gaya.
Posted in Poetry.
– October 14, 2007
YAADEIN JABHI AATI HAIN.
YAADEIN JABHI AATI HAIN
Yaadein jabhi mere man ke dware aati hain
dil bhar aata hai, ankhein bhi nam ho jati hain.
beete kal ke drishye
ankhon par cha jate hain
bichde hue begane bhi sab
apne lagte hain
dard bhari tasvire jab bhi
man tadhpati hain
dil bhar aata hai,ankhe bhi nam ho jati hain
tera-mera,iska-uska
sab reh jata hai
ek hawa ka jhoonka jab
jeevan chall jata hai
sambandhon ki shila jab kabhi
yun dheh jati hain,
dil bhar aata hai,ankhen bhi nam ho jati hain.
Posted in Poetry.
– October 14, 2007
A DOZEN OF ROSES
A DOZEN OF ROSES
A dozen of roses I give to you my friend,
A gift that seems so small
But they represent so much
Our friendship most of all.
A rose for the friendship
A rose for the touch
A rose for the trust we share
Our sharing means so much.
A rose for the kindness
And the deep caring you show
A rose for the comfort given
When I’ve been feeling low.
A rose for the laughter
Now it makes your eyes shine
A rose for the dreams we share
It’s amazing how they interwine.
A rose for the deep respect
You give to me with ease,
A rose for the love we feel
And how you wish to please.
A rose for your compassion,
That has helped me in so many ways,
A rose for bringing me sunshine
That has brightened all my days.
The last rose is the best,
For it stands so proud and tall
This rose represents you
My best friend of all.
Posted in Poetry.
– October 12, 2007
STORY OF A LONELY GIRL
STORY OF A LONELY GIRL LOOKING FOR LOVE
In the hour before the morn,
I walk past ur door
I send a special prayer
To the room me both adore
And thought mind is in there with u
My body takes me home.
I wish for a love
But have none of my own.
So welcome me love
My name is lonely
I tell you boy
I think of you only .
In times when we have trouble
& we left each other down
I know we can make it dear
Just as long as you are around.
So welcome me love
My name is lonely
I tell u boy
I think of you only.
Only ………..
Posted in Poetry.
– October 11, 2007
