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............

Swati Ma'am---English Teacher

Swati ma'am, a great personality with a big kind heart. We had our last period with her in class 11th. Most of the time we people were tired in her period as before that we had our games or library periods. So ENGLISH period was 'REST TIME' for us. Whole year either we took rest or celebrated birthdays in her period.

'BIRTHDAYS'...everyday there was a birthday celebration in our class especially during her period (Fake birthdays). Sometimes, same mate's birthday was celebrated more than once in a week. Agar daant pade to bachane ke liye bol do..."Ma'am uska Happy B'Day hai..." and soon after we heard the sound of clappings and B'Day song.

'Jai Mata Di'...this was our another way of teasing ma'am. We shouted it continuously and then clapped.

In 12th, she got 2nd period with us. But stil behaviour was same. No mood for studies....always masti in english class. Students showed their different talents of cracking jokes, singing, arguing, sleeping on desks etc....
I still remember, the note-book which I made for english remained almost empty and now even after the end of session, only 12-13 pages are filled. Kuchh Likhte hi Nahi the.

She kept on threatning to complain the Principal of our behaviour but as I told she was the lady with a very big heart so she never did this thing.

DiViDe AnD rUlE pOlIcY- She always compared our class with those of commerce and concluded that those were much better.
Opposite she did with commerce class.
But STUDENTS UNITY....oneday we disclosed this fundaa to ma'am and she started justifying her. But chalta hai ma'am...chill maaro

Garima, Mahima and Gunjan were stars of english periods. These three were the only students (gunjan thoda-thoda) who engaged themselves in serious studies.

HUMA MAM---OUR IP TEACHER AND FRIEND

Huma ma'am was our IP teacher but was more like a friend, the way we talked to her.She always kept on saying "I'm your teacher, but you people take me as your friend". Sometimes, we sang songs like "Tu pyaar hai kisi aur ka, tujhe chahta koi aur hai", and sometimes kept on blasting jokes in her class especially during practicals but still she was very kind to all of us and helped us in every problem.

I'm describing an incident here which took place on 19th Dec, 2008...a day before PTM. That day, there were fewer students in class. Poosy, Hans, Pandey and I were constantly creating noises by rubbing our shoes against floor. She warned us but we kept on doing it. Later on she got angry and asked all of us to leave the room. When we refused to do so she said "Either you'll remain here or I...I'll not teach anything untill they are in the room" and after it we left the room. We remained outside the room for about 10-15 min but as it was chilly mornings, so we asked her to let us enter the room but she refused and putted the door hard on our face. Suddenly, we saw Princi heading towards us. Before he notice us, we slowly opened the door of class, entered it and leaned against the wall silently. Other student also remained silent but as soon Princi passed the room, Gauri asked us to leave the room (wanted to tell mam that we are in class). But refused and remained silent.

Thereafter, started the photo-session. Bunty clicked our pic in class while mam still teaching.




Later on, we apologize for our acts but she said "No use, you people are habitual".

Following day, it was PTM. I met all teachers but not Huma mam neither wished to meet her. I convinced my parents somehow but failed to convince Kapoor mam. She insisted me to meet her. Before my parents reached the lab, I entered it and requested mam not to say anything about yesterday's act but she replied "Dekhte hai".

And surprisingly, she didn't muttered even a word about last day's act but still BAHUT BURAI KARI. That day, I became a fan of her and thanked her for doing this kind favour.

Although it was not much interesting still I wished to share it with you guys.

MOBILE PHONES IN CLASS

A huge range of mobile phones were there in our class. From Nokia 1100 to Nokia N-93. They prove useful during the boring lectures of Tondon Sir, Huma Ma'am and in class tests when answers were exchanged through messages or for entertainment i.e. listening music. And during cricket matches when we tuned into FM GOLD where we listened live commentary and shouted on every boundary and wicket.



But many times we were caught by teachers using cell phones. One such incident happened with Bhuppi in 11th in chemistry lab. Bhuppi, Vipluv and me, we three were in lab store that day serching certain chemicals. But suddenly we started dancing on RANG DE BASANTI. Bhuppi played the song in his cell. After some time ma'am called all of us and asked us " Who's having a phone among you three??". We were in a state of shock...how the hell she came to know about it....she enquired Vipluv but he remained silent. Now it was my turn, she asked me and I replied that we were singing it. She laughed and said "SHUT UP you idiot". Her doubt was on Bhuppi from very starting but wanted to confirmn it. Then he asked another boy to search Bhuppi but he found nothing as phone was in store room behind reagents.

Then Kapoor ma'am went herself inside the store and searched for it and how unlucky we and lucky she was that she even found it. Now there started a big lecture. "You are responsible children", "Your parents send you school for this?".....bla bla bla.

Now Bhuppi apologized her and asked her to return it but she replied "Don't waste my time, will see in last period". 6th, 7th, 8th and here comes 9th period which was last period.
Bhuppi got many suggestions to get his phone back from ma'am but found the CRYING FUNDAA most appropriate. As he was not good at acting at all, so applied some water droplets below his eyes and pour some drops of glycerin in his eyes. Now here came Kapoor and on seeing Bhuppi crying picked out his phone from her bag and returned it quickly but with a lecture. From that day onwards he never brought his cell again.

BAHUT YAAD AATE HAIN WOH SCHOOL KE DIN

Kendriya Vidyalaya Shalimar Bagh, this is the name of the place where i studied for 12 yrs. A lot of incidents, happenings make it memorable. Here you will find those characters who made those years special and memorable.


1.) Piyush Vashishtha (Poosy)

Well, he's a genius person...full of enthusiasm, ready 4 masti anytime...and a great cricketer

He is with me since class 1st....

2.) Gaurav Aggarawal (Gauri/ Atom)

Gauri, he's also with me from class 1st....a great 'RATTU TOTA'....even in board exams, he started his course a day before but still 'TOPPER'....
Very helpful, humurous and cunning also(a bit)....but a mast banda who even beared the torture of Shridhar Sir to save us people( hum bunk par the)...

3.) Chinmey Kakker (Chini/ Cherry)

Cherry or you can say 'PADAKU LADKA'.....Always topper....but we two are bestest buddies...
Always share everything expect for the undergarments...
Smart, sober and short tempered guy he is...

4.) Bhupendra Singh Parmar ( Bhuppi )

Bhuppi....matlab 'KHURAFAATI DIMAAG'...he's the one who made every teacher
annoyed of us...joined us in 11th...but those two years spent with him are unforgetable
We named his act as BHUPA-PANTI...later on which became a abuse in our class

5.) Nitesh Giri ( Giri )

Giri....coolest boy in the class (as per girls)...smart, handsome and too talkative...
Champion of basketball...many girls came to the court to watch his game....
Kanjus NO.1....but very good at heart...

6.) Gunjan Preet Kaur Sabaharwal (Gun)

Gun...a girl with very sweet nature and killing looks....coolest character of our class..
Favorite of english teachers...the one who was behind all 'OOT PATANG' acts in class and specially mass bunks....

7.) Sonali Taneja (Sona)

Sona...'MAHABHARAT' and 'RAMAYANA'...the reason behind these was women...
In our class also, something similar to it happened many times because of her...
Kitne bhide, Kitne lade and kitne jhagde inke peeche
Koi bimmar hua to koi kangaal....par kisi ko kuchh nahi mila
She's my best friend now...

8.) Kshitiz Sharma (Jockey)

Jockey...he got this name because of his brand flaunting nature...kept on telling about his JOCKEY underwear...so we gave him this name
He was also financier of our class....very helpful and most lovable among gals...

9.) Arvind (Aru)

Aru....singer, lyricist of our class....
We two used to sing and play on desks and disturbed the whole class but 'GUNDA RAAJ' ..koi kuchh nahi kehta tha but they criticized us for singing really bad

10.) Surbhi Manchanda (Sur)

Sur....'MAST BANDI'....never thinks of consequences....for her school had a different meaning...'MASTI'...
Maths teachers favorite student...and one my gud friend...
Was backbone of girls for bunks....

11.) Dhiraj Chawla (Bunty)

Bunty...sweet for some gals....for rest, don't know....pseudo interactive...
PADAKU and INNOCENT kid he is....
My neighbour, friend and everything

12.) Nishant Pandey (Pandey/Andey)

Pandey...chhoti height but lambi baatein...
Had huge collection of interesting stories
Bahut maze liye hai humne Huma ma'am se

13.) Alankrit Badola (Allu)

Allu....a person with a great smile and with A BEAUTIFUL MIND...bole to thoda fodi wala....
Was with us till class 9th...but still in touch...
MAST, COOL and a gud friend of mine
Most important, a great designer of cars.

16.) Aashish Arora (Aashu)

Aashu Bhaiya....National Level Athlete...was with us till class 8th...
Very helpful and trustworthy....Funny, intelligent and smart personality

17.) Sumit Sharma (Vakil/Sam/Sumi)

Sam....as he always used this line while playing any game "AS PER RULES"....thats why he got name VAKIL...
Bhuppi named his acts SAMA-PANTI....lolz
Brave, smart and genius (in some other things) he is

18.) Chirag Sachdeva (Chakka/Chiggi)

Chakka...Our school captain...don't know why he got this name...
A bit selfish, kanjus and cunning....
Nothing positive about him

19.) Himanshu Hans (Hans)

Hans...again MAST banda...fan of someone...great at mimickery, blasting jokes.

Performed several experiments at Chem lab...some of them proved very risky and even blasted.

19.) Garima Gupta (Gorima/GG/Angrezan/Firangan.....etc)

GG...'CHHOTA KAD, LAMBI BAAT'...extremely mature girl....
Mixed thinking ke saath...
Don't know hindi properly but damn good at Videshi Bhasha...
Sweet, cute, sensitive and strong...
Never participated in any act

20.) Sonia Bhatacharjee (Sona)

Sonia....not that much innocent as she looks but still a lot...
Very polite, helpful and rocking
Studious bandi....but still played an important role in all acts (she was monitor of class)

21.) Vipluv Kirti (Vips/Nipluv)

Vips...Newton, Einstein, Chandrashekhar...in short, great physicist
What he did in class, is physics only...but other than this, bunks bhi kare
Also ran shortage of attendence like me...he he he

22.) Tiyas

Tiyas....Cool personality...you will love to hear her Hindi...Bahut jhakkas bolti hai bole to Shuddh hindi....lolz

Among those creatures of god who have combo of beauty and brain...
And??? Zyada kuchh nahi janata iske baare me....

23.) Rishabh Singhal i.e Me (Bonda/B-11/Mote/Rishu)

Well...u guys descibe me as you know me in a better way...
Waise bhi I don't want to be
'APNE MOOH MIYAN MITTHU'...
So write yourself about me