Archive for July, 2009
LOSING SOMEONE………..
July 31st, 2009JUST FOR FUN…………
July 29th, 2009
After receiving the papal blessing, the Nescafe official whispers, ‘Your Eminence, I have some business to discuss. We at Nescafe have an offer for you. Nescafe is prepared to donate $100 million to the church . if you change the Lord’s Prayer from ‘Give us this day our daily bread’ to ‘Give us this day our daily coffee’.”
The Pope looks outraged and thunders, “That is impossible. The Prayer is the word of the Lord, It must not be changed.” Well,” says the Nescafe man somewhat chastened, “We anticipated your reluctance. For this reason, and the importance of the Lord’s prayer to all catholics, we will increase our offer to $300 million. All we require is that you change the Lord’s Prayer from ‘Give us this day our daily bread’ to Give us this day our daily coffee’.”
Again, even more sternly, the Pope replies, “That, my son, is impossible. For the prayer is the word of the Lord and it must not be changed.”
Finally, the Nescafe director says, “Your Holiness, we at Nescafe respect your adherence to your faith, we realise that tradition is ssential to your beliefs, we fully understand the importance of the word of the Lord ………… ….but we do have one final offer. Please discuss it with your cardinals. We will donate $500 million to the great Catholic church if you would only change the Lord’s Prayer from ‘Give us this day our daily bread’ to ‘Give us this day our daily coffee’. Please, please consider it.” And he leaves. The next day the Pope convenes the College of Cardinals. “There is some Good news,” he announces, “and some bad news ….. The good news is, he continues to a hushed assembly, ‘ that the Church will get $ 500 million.”
“And what is the bad news, your Holiness?” asks a Cardinal.
“Sadly” says the Pope ,
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We would have to lose the Britannia Account….. ……… ……… …..
NEVER JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER………
July 25th, 2009
NEVER JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER
One day a father planned to teach his son a good lesson for life that the little boy would keep up his whole life. He took his son to their garden. The little boy was full of joy, jumping in seeing all kinds of fruits hanging in trees. They went near the orange tree and the father plucked one for his son. The little boy received it gladly and bites it without peeling the skin. It tastes sour and he dropped it into the ground.
The father asked, “Son, this fruit is so delicious and healthy to our body, why did you dropped it? ” The little boy answered, “Dad, it tastes so bitter, it could not be a good fruit.”
The father then plucked another orange and asked his son to peel the skin and eat. The little boy found it so tasty and amazingly asked his father, “Dad, how could the bitterness of the fruit turns to sweetness? “
The father replied, “Dear son, you have first tasted its cover. The cover is not meant for eating. The fruit lies within. This tough cover is made for the fruit to safeguard it, as it holds taste and tenderness.
Dear son, every, God’s creation has its own goodness.”
So, never judge anyone/anything by what you see.
Realize what you have chosen to see, either its cover or the fruit itself.
See what they posses and never what they display.
APPLE FROM GOD…….
July 23rd, 2009
Once there was a small kid on earth.
One fine day it came to know that god is distributing apples to humans in his place at heaven.
The kid was so happy to receive that news and it went with lot of enjoyment to heaven to get the apple from god.
There was a big queue standing to get apple from god and this kid also joined in that queue.
While?he was standing,?he was fully excited and thrilled for the fact that?he is going to receive in person from god’s hands. Its turn too came and the kid showed its both the hands to receive apple.
God gave the apple but unfortunately the tiny hands couldn’t hold that big apple. Apple fell down and got wasted in mud.
The kid got so disappointed.
The ministers near the god informed that if the kid likes to have an apple from god again then?he has to again follow the queue.
Having waited for so long the kid didn’t want to return back to earth with empty hands so it decided to wait again in the queue.
This time the queue has become even longer than the previous one. While waiting in queue, the kid could see lot of people who returns back with apple in hands and utmost satisfaction on their faces.
The kid was so much disappointed and thought why me alone didn’t get the apple in hand when all others were easily able to get it.
What is the sin I did that I alone should suffer like this. Now the kid was so scared that it should not miss the apple again. Again its turn came and god gave the apple to the kid’s hands and after giving the apple god spoke to the kid.
“My dear child, last time after giving you the apple only I noticed the apple I gave to you was a rotten apple and that’s why I made that to fell down from your hands. Having given you a rotten apple, I felt bad for you and I wanted to give you the best apple in the farm and that time the best apple in the farm was growing and that’s why I made you to wait such a long time in the queue. Here it is. Now the apple that you have in hand is ‘The Best’ apple in the farm till to date. Enjoy.”
So, friends, sometimes it happens as even after we put our 100% dedication and commitment things may get delayed or things may go wrong. Believe that god has something great for us and that’s why this has happened. Always say, ‘Gratitude is absolutely the best way to bring more in one’s life’.
Believe this and see the world… Your world will also look green..
Tum chale jaoge to sochenge……humne kya khoya…humne kya paaya???
July 20th, 2009
Hijr mausam me ye baarish ka barasna kaisa
ek sehra se samundar ka guzarna kaisa ??
Aee mere dil na pareshan ho tanha ho kar
woh tere saath chala kab tha, bicharna kaisa ??
Log kehte hain ke gulshan ki tabaahi dekho
main to veraan sa jungle thi ujarna kaisa ??
Dekhne mein to koi dard nahin, dukh bhi nahin
phir yeh aankhon mein yun ashkon ka ubharna kaisa ??
Bewafa kehne ki jurrat bhii na kerna uss ko
uss ne iqrar kiya kab tha, mukarna kaisa ??
KAISE BHOOLUNGI TU YAAD HAMESHA AAYEGA…TERE JAANE SE JEENA MUSHKIL HO JAYEGA…..
July 18th, 2009
phir kisi yaad ne raat bhar hai jagaya mujhko
Kya saza di hai mohabbat ne khudaya mujhko
Din ko aaram hai na rat ko hai chain kabhi
Jane kis khaak se kudrat ne banaya mujhko
Dukh to yeh hai ki zamane me mile gair sabhi
Jo mila hai woh mila ban ke paraya mujhko
Jab koi bhi na raha kandha mere rone ko
Ghar ki deewaron ne seenay se lagaya mujhko
ab to umeed-e-wafa tum se nahi hai koi
Phir charaghon ki tarah kis ne jalaya mujhko
Bewafa zindagi ne jab chor diya hai tanha
Maut ne pyaar se pehloo me bithaya mujhko
Woh diya hoon jo mohabbat ne jalaya tha kabhi
Gham ki aandhi ne subah aur shaam bujhaya mujhko
kaisay bhoolongi tere saath guzre lamhe
Yaad aata raha teri bahoon ka hi saya mujhko…….
Jab bhi milti hai mujhe ajnabi lagti kyon hai……Zindagi roz naye rang badlati kyon hai…….
July 16th, 2009
One of my fav….sharing wid all of u…
Shaam-e-gham tanhai ke siva kya degi
Umeed ka aakhri diyaa bhi bhuja degi…….
Chehra chhupane se haqikat nahi chhipti
Khamosh zubaan bhi kaii raaz bata degi…….
Tu khud hi nikal ja dil se mere sanam
Mere seene ki jalan sab kuch jala degi…..
Gar hai gunah jooth nazar mein khuda ki
Bolega tu sach to tujhe duniya saza degi…..
Janoon hai saara tujhe mitane ka uspe
naam likha tera hawa bhi ab mita degi…..
Aati nahi raas ishq ke maaron ko zindagi
Humko sakoon degi to bus kaza(prayer) degi…..
Mil jayega sakoon us din meri rooh ko
Aansoon koi jis roz mohabbat mere liye gira degi…….
Rakhta hai kaunn yaad guzre waqt ko
baad mere ye duniya mujhe bhi bhula degi……..
Mujhe tum yaad rakna …aur mujhko yaad aana tum……..
July 14th, 2009
Mujhe tum yaad aate ho
Parinde aashiyano ki taraf…
jab laut jate hain…
ufak(Horizon) ki surkhiyan…
jab mand parti hain…
hawaein shaam ki jab tez hoti hain…
khayalon ke kisi tareek goshe me…
tumhari yaad ki tarah nikalte hain…
aur apni roshni le kar…
meri yadoon ki duniya me…
charag karne lagte hain…
tab aise roshni ka aasra le kar…
mujhe tum yaad aate ho…
aur aise yaad aate ho…
ke jaise ik musafir ko…
kabhi garmi ke mausam me…
kahin sehraye noor ?me…
watan ki sabz zaaro se…
nikalte mitti pani ki…
Wo pehli baarish ki
khushboo yaad aati ho…
mujhe tum yaad aate ho…
aur aise yaad aate ho…
ke jaise aik kaidee ko…
aseer-e-umar ki daulat se…
maal-a-maal ho kar bhi…
fiza me pehle khushboo se…
Bina dekhe hi bahaaron ko
bahaaro ke dino ki yaad aati ho…
mujhe tum yaad aate ho…
aur aise yaad aate ho…
ke jab tum door hote ho…
to sari chand ratoon ko…
nikal kar apne kamre se…
chamakta chaand takti ho…
ke ho sakta hai tu bhi aaj…
apni sari yadoon ko…
samaitay aur main aa kar…
wo batain dil me duhraon…
aur apni neechi nazro ko…
utha kar chaand ko dekhun…
mujhe phir yaad aate ho…
aur aise yaad aate ho…
ke main khud ko bhool jati hun…
Aur khud ko tanha paati hun….
Feeling…..
July 13th, 2009
THE FEELING
I dreamt a dream last night,That you were holding me tight.I looked upon your familiar face,Longing for your sweet embrace.' ' In my dream you are here with me,Keeping me safe from all that you see.Safe is the feeling you always bring my way,For that I loved you yesterday, and I love you more today.' ' I dreamed we were in far off places,Where no one knew our faces.It felt like we were in our hiding spot,And no matter what we did we’d never get caught.' As a breeze blew through the room,And I woke to find nothing but doom.For I was all alone:No feeling of Safety,No feeling of Love,No feeling of Home.' But most of all there was no you,My room was empty and subdued.As I tried to go back to sleep,The only thing I could to was weep.' For I was all alone:No feeling of Safety,No feeling of Love,No feeling of Home,' No feeling of you!Main teenu phir milangi…..kithey kis tarah pata nahi????
July 11th, 2009
Sharing one of my favourite poem with all of you……
I will meet you yet again
How and where? I know not.
Perhaps I will become a
figment of your imagination
and maybe, spreading myself
in a mysterious line
on your canvas,
I will keep gazing at you.
Perhaps I will become a ray
of sunshine, to be
embraced by your colours.
I will paint myself on your canvas
I know not how and where '
but I will meet you for sure.
Maybe I will turn into a spring,
and rub the foaming
drops of water on your body,
and rest my coolness on
your burning chest.
I know nothing else
but that this life
will walk along with me.
When the body perishes,
all perishes;
but the threads of memory
are woven with enduring specks.
I will pick these particles,
weave the threads,
and I will meet you yet again.
Main Tenu Fir Milaan Gi
Kithey? Kis Tarah? Pata Nai
Shayad Terey Takhayul Di Chinag Ban Ke
Terey Canvas Tey Utraan Gi
Ya Khowrey Terey Canvas Dey Utey
Ikk Rahasmayi Lakeer Ban Ke
Khamosh Tenu Tak Di Rawaan Gi
Yaa Khowrey Sooraj Di Loo Ban Ke
Terey Rangaan Wich Ghulaan Gi
Yaa Rangaan Diyan Bahwaan Wich Baith Ke
Terey Canvas Nuu Walaan Gi
Pata Nai Kiss Tarah? Kithey?
Par Tenu Zaroor Milaan Gi
Yaa Khowrey Ikk Chashma Bani Howaan Gi
Tey Jeevan Jharneyaan Da Paani Udd-da
Main Paani Diyaan Boondaan
Terey Pindey Tey Malaan Gi
Tey Ikk Thandak Jahi Ban Ke
Teri Chaati Dey Naal Lagaan Gi
Main Hor Kujh Nai Jaandi
Par Aena Jaandi
Ke Waqt Jo Vii Karey Ga
Aey Janam Mairey Naal Turey Ga
Aey Jism Mukda Hai
Tay Sab Kujh Muk Jaanda
Par Chaityaan Dey Dhaagey
Kaainaati Kana Dey Hundey
Main Onhaan Kana Nuu Chunaan Gi
Dhaageyaan Nuu Walaan Gi
Tey Tenu Main Fair Milaan Gi…
AMRITA PRITAM
