Yaadein----A Video

KUCHH SAWAAL BINA JAWAAB KE.......

I got this poetic piece from one of my friend's blog named Aaina.

Chiragon ki roshni me
jab sab kho jaata hai,
tabhi jagta hun main
aur saath aa baithte hain
mere saamne
mere chipe hue aks,
puchte hain mujhse wo sabhi kuch
jisse main
bhagta phirta hun saara din,
yaad dilaate hain,

kuch naam jo bas naam bankar reh gaye,
kuch kaam jo bas kaam ki tarah kiye,

kaise suljhaaye usko,
jo kabhi uljha hi nahi,
bas nazariye me hi silwate ho..

kaise dikhaaye usko
jo chipa hai raat ke kaale sheeshe me,
bahot sawal aise,
jinke jawab bas hothon par rakhe hain,
par lafz jaise kho gaye hon,

ye aks bas sawal liye phirte hain,
jawab jinke shayad bane hi nahi......

AAO CHALEN......

This piece written by some Kailash Jain. I treat it to be as a vow which each couple should take if they happen to decide to go further...bcz mostly each of us are in some sort of dream state and fail to recognize the reality..its true other person act as a reason of change in life but atmost it can act as inspiration..dat too for the things which are well within the reach..so this piece acts like an eye opener...and hence i love this..


main nahi kehta tumse
ki tumhare aanchal ,me ambar
ke sitaare bhar dunga..
kyunki hame jeena hai
isi zameen par jeena hai.

main yeh bhi nai kehta tumse
ki tumhaare liye alag duniya bsa dunga
kyunki hume rehna hai..
isi duniya me rehna hai.

main yeh bhi nai kehta ki
tere liye yeh kar dunga, wo kar dunga..
kyunki wo to hume krna hi hoga,
jo karna hai..


to sirf
main ye kehta hun tumse
ki mere saath haqiqat ki zameen
par chalna chaho to chalo..
aao chalen...
hume bahut door tak chalna hai...

GOLDEN DAYS OF LIFE....

U know...aaj dil thoda udaas tha..bcz an important phase in our lives has passed like..sand from hands..bas phir haath ruk nai sake..likhne ko bahut kuch tha...par...

aaj khatm ho gya..
ek kissa jo sabse lazeez tha..
itne khwabon, khwahishon ke beech bhi, dil ke kareeb tha..




is kisse main, kabhi khub hansa main, aur kabhi roya ji-bharkar..
har roz, subah ke saath.. bhagam-bhag main kuch-n-kuch bhool jana,
kabhi koi notebook, kabhi koi pen, to kabhi kabhi to so kar uthna hi..
to kabhi kisi din... neend aankhon se sadiyon door hoti,
aur phir jo aankh lagti..wo exam likhte hue hi..
na jaane kitni baar choda maine wahi sawaal jo aata tha khaas mujhe...
kabhi na socha tha..aage ki aur.. bas jee rha tha...usi ek kisse me.
koi hansi..pichkaari ki tarah chuuti aur phata gubbaara thahaaka ka...
phir dekhne layak hoti teacher ki khisyaati-si surat..

aur na jaane kitne gud-gudaate lamhe chip gaye hain..
man ke andheron me..
jo nikalenge kisi udaas shaam me..
Coffee..ki naram chuskiyon me..

TUMHARI KHAMOSHI KE US PAAR

Its a poem composed by someone.....but i'm sure you will love it...here it goes

मन आज खाली सा है,
याद आती हैं वो यादें धुंधली,
हो जैसे सन्नाटा तोड़ती हुई तुम्हारी खामोशी,
नज़र आता है गुज़रे ज़मानों का वो प्यार,
झांकता हूँ जब तुम्हारी खामोशी के उस पार...

याद जब भी आता है गुज़रा हुआ वो वक़्त,
सोचता हूँ बेवफा कौन था, मैं या तुम,
राहें चुनी थीं साथ हमने, चल भी पड़े थे मगर,
चल ना पाए देर तक, मैं या तुम??
आज भी नज़र आती है उस रास्ते पे इक बड़ी दीवार,
झांकता हूँ जब तुम्हारी खामोशी के उस पार...

देखता हूँ तुम्हारी आँखों में हल्की हल्की सी नमी,
और देखता हूँ इन्ही आँखों में वो यादें धुंधली,
जब पल भर भी तनहा तनहा रहना मुश्किल मुश्किल लगता था,
और बिन तुम्हारे हर एहसास पागल पागल लगता था,
और रहना सांझ से पहले पहर तक बेकरार,
झांकता हूँ जब तुम्हारी खामोशी के उस पार...

पर क्यूँ न जाने आज इस चाँद का नूर मद्धम है,
दिल में गहरा दर्द भरा और मेरी आँखें पुरनम हैं,
रिश्तों में अधूरेपन को एक गहरी खाई है,
और हर इक रास्ते पे बस उदासी छाई है,
दीखता काला अँधेरा है क्षितिज के उस पार,
झांकता हूँ जब तुम्हारी खामोशी के उस पार...

जी रहा हूँ इसी उम्मीद में... तुम आओगी,
ज़िन्दगी के इस चमन में वही नूर फिर लोगी,
मेरे सपनों के आँगन में इक नयी चांदनी छायेगी,
और साँसे महकाने को एक नयी बयार फिर आएगी.
ढूँढता हूँ फिर मेरे जीवन में खुशियों की नयी बहार,
ढूँढता हूँ जब तुम्हारी खामोशी के उस पार...

साथ समेटेंगे हम अपने,
रह गए जो अधूरे सपने,
ज़िन्दगी के नए तराने,
खुशियों वाले नए अफ़साने,
और बरसेगा फिर प्यार,
और अब... तुम्हारी मुस्कराहट के उस पार...

MUSHKIL HAI APNA MAIL PRIYE...

This is full of humor and is composed by the prolific poet DR. SUNIL JOGI. This poem is a masterpiece of him, and i think everyone will like this, because of the novelty of metaphors used. So I'll like you to read this excellent piece.. so here you go...


mushkil hai apna mail priye,
ye pyar nahin hai khel priye,

tum MA 1st division ho, main hua matric phel priye,
mushkil hai apna mel priye, ye pyar nahin hai khel priye,


tum fauji afsar ki beti, main to kisaan ka beta hoon,
tum rabadi kheer malai ho, main to sookha sapreta hoon,
tum AC ghar mein rehti ho, main ped ke neeche leta hoon,
tum nayi maruti lagti ho, main scooter lambreta hoon,
is kadar agar hum chup-chup kar aapas me prem badhayenge,
to ek roz tere daddy Amrish Puri ban jaaenge,
sab haddi pasli tod mujhe bhijwaa denge vo jail priye,
mushkil hai apna mail priye, ye pyar nahin hai khel priye,




tum arab desh kee ghodi ho, main hoon gadahe ki naal (horse shoe) priye,
tum deewali ka bonus ho, main bhookho ki hadtaal (strike) priye,
tum heere jadi tashtari ho, main aluminium ka thaal priye,
tum chicken-soop biryani ho, main kankad waali daal priye,
tum hiran-chaokadi bharti ho, main hoon kachhue ki chaal priye,
tum chandan-wan ki lakdi ho, main hoon babool ki chhaal (bark) priye,
main pake aam sa latka hoon, mat maaro mujhe gulel priye,
mushkil hai apna mail priye, ye pyar nahin hai khel priye,


main shani-dev jaisa kuroop, tum komal kanchan kaya ho,
main tan-se man-se Kanshi Ram, tum maha chanchala maya ho,
tum nirmal paawan ganga ho, main jalta hua patanga hoon,
tum raaj ghaat ka shanti march, main hindu-muslim danga hoon,
tum ho poonam ka taajmahal, main kaali gufa ajanta ki,
tum ho vardaan vidhata ka, main galti hoon bhagvanta ki,
tum jet vimaan ki shobha ho, main bus ki thelam-thel priye,
mushkil hai apna mail priye, ye pyar nahin hai khel priye,


tum nai videshi mixie ho, main patthar ka silbatta hoon,
tum AK-saintalis jaisi, main to bas desi katta hoon,
tum chatur Rabadi Devi si, main bhola-bhala Lalu hoon,
tum mukt sherni jungle ki, main chidiyaghar ka bhaalu hoon,
tum vyast Sonia Gandhi si, main V.P.Singh sa khali hoon,
tum hansi Madhuri Dixit ki, main policeman ki gaali hoon,
kal jail agar ho jaaye to dilwa dena tum bail priye,
mushkil hai apna mail priye, ye pyar nahin hai khel priye,


main dhabe ke dhaanche sa hun, tum paanch sitara hotel ho,
main mahue ka desi tharra, tum red-label ki botal ho,
tum chitra-haar ka madhur geet, main krishi-darshan ki jhaadi hoon,
tum vishva-sundari si kamaal, main theliya chaap kabadi hoon,
tum sony ka mobile ho, main telephone waala chonga,
tum machhli maansarovar ki, main hun saagar tat ka ghongha (snail),
dus manzil se gir jaaooga, mat aage mujhe dhakel priye,
mushkil hai apna mail priye, ye pyar nahin hai khel priye,


tum satta ki maharani ho, main vipaksha (oppostition) ki lachaari hoon,
tum ho mamta-Jailalita si, main kwara Atal-Bihari hoon,
tum Tendulkar ka shatak priye, main follow on ki paari hoon,
tum getz, matiz, corolla ho main Leyland ki lorry hoon,
mujhko refree hi rehne do, mat khelo mujhse khel priye,
mushkil hai apna mel priye, ye pyar nahin hai khel priye,
main soch raha ki rahe hain kabse, shrota mujhko jhel priye,
mushkil hai apna mail priye, ye pyar nahin hai khel priye.........

Haramkhor (Raamphool)...Chai Lao....Haan ji Saab...Tondon Saab

Well, Tondon Sir...is Ulti-Pulti duniya me ek ajuba or you can say ulte-pulte praani.
He was our Physics teacher. Physics...a subject for patient, cool, intelligent people but Tondon Saab's personality is opposite to this. Very much impatient, careless, super heated at 1000 K and ghanta intelligence....this is what he is

If you can understand his lecture word by word, then take yourself as the best listener on this small planet. Someone had said--'Effective listening makes speaker effective'...but in this case seems to turn wrong. Whatever he says its only god who knows...even unhe bhi nahi pata hota.

His keywords...

SAAB
CHAI LAO
RAAMPHOOL sounding like HARAMKHOR
JUGAAD
.
.
.
and many more which i don't remember

Ramphool Sir was Lab Assistant....always make fun of Tondon Sir with us. He asked us a question one day..."Iski biwi iske saath kaise rehti hai bhai?? Yeh to kha jaata hoga usse..." lolz


Sir's tea...pakke waale CHAI-BAAZ hain. Either practical period or theory period, he need a cup of tea during it or before it. I think most of his salary gets wasted in Chai bills.

Sir ka gaali dene ka andaaz....waah kya kehne the. Aise kehne the jo kisi ko samajh nahi aate the.

His looks are opposite to his nature. He seems to be a very innocent person but in actual very cunning.

And Tondon Saab we all want to tell you onething here that your jokes were never good. Hansi bhi nahi aati thi but still hansna padta tha....practical marks ke liye.
You cracked the worst jokes I ever heard. Pandey was always the first one who laughed on them.

And Sir I also want you to return my Pilot pen and the balance of Rs.20 which you spent from my cell. Arey KANJUSI chhodo

I wish 'Best of Luck' to the children of that institute where you will be teaching and also to the owner of that institute.

Have a nice life after retirement at your ice-cream factory saab............