मैं लादेन मेरी जीएफ अमेरिका सी !!!

मैं अल-कायदा सा जब दहाड़ता हूँ |

वो अमेरिका बन जाती है ||

मैं फरार होने की कोशिश करता हूँ |

वो पीछे ही पड़ जाती है ||

मैं प्लेन सी तेजी लिए जब उसके घर में घुसता हूँ |

वो उलटे पावं मुझे भगाती है ||

मैं उसकी आँखों में झांकता हूँ |

वो दफा हो कह कर सो जाती है ||

मैं सीधा सा लादेन मेरे गावं का |

वो सूटेड बूटेड बुश सा रोब जमाती है ||

मैं एक एके-47 दिखाता हूँ |

वो मुझ पर टेंक ले के चढ जाती है |

मैं ब-मुश्किल एक तेल का कुंवा बचाता हूँ |

वो दूसरे में बत्ती लगा जाती है ||

मैं एक वीडियो जारी करता हूँ |

वो 3 घंटे की पूरी मूवी दिखाती है ||

मैं बचने के लिए जाऊँ तोरा-बोरा या सिंध |

वो मेरे पीछे हर पल नजरों के जासूस दोडाती है ||

मैं रखू एक ओर देसी GF एक्स्ट्रा |

वो उसी वक्त किसी फिरंगी को पटाती है ||

मिग से नैन उसके, शब्दों से गोलियां चलाती है |

लबों की लिपस्टिक मुझे केमिकल वेपन की याद दिलाती है ||

मैं बनूँ लादेन दुनिया चाहे डरे मुझसे |

              अमरीका सी GF के सामने मेरी भी बत्ती गुल हो जाती है ||

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क्योंकी जवानी दुबारा नहीं मिलती !!!

कोई दे दिल पे दस्तक तो भीतर आने दो उसे |

क्योंकी जवानी दुबारा नहीं मिलती ||

दो चार हो नजरें किसी से कहीं तो कह दो उसे |

क्योंकी जवानी दुबारा नहीं मिलती ||

कोई चीखे चिल्लाये व्यर्थ ही तुम पर पकड़ लो गिरेबा |

क्योंकी जवानी दुबारा नहीं मिलती ||

गिरे कोई बुढा बाबा राह में तो संभालो उसे |

क्योंकी जवानी दुबारा नहीं मिलती ||

तड़पे देश गर गलत हाथो में तो छीन लो उसे |

क्योंकी जवानी दुबारा नहीं मिलती ||

रखो आवाज बुलंद बाजुओ में जोर

हो जाओ देश के, मोड़ लो सभी को अपनी ओर

क्योंकी जवानी दुबारा नहीं मिलती ||

करो विरोध हर गलत चीज़ का, हो जाओ सही की ओर

क्योंकी जवानी दुबारा नहीं मिलती ||

ये शक्ति ये सामर्थ्य ये विधा ये मेधा

ये जिगर ये जोश ये समपर्ण ये करुना

ये आशिकी ये दिललगी ये हट ये उलझन

फिर नहीं दिखेगी

क्योंकी जवानी दुबारा नहीं मिलती ||

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मै इश्क हूँ !!!

मैं इश्क हूँ |

स्वयं निखरता हूँ | स्वयं संवरता हूँ |

जो अपना बना ले मुझे

मैं उस पर बरसता हूँ ||

मैं इश्क हूँ |

निगाहों में झलकता हूँ | लबों से छलकता हूँ |

जो तरसे मेरे लिए दिल से

मैं उस पर बरसता हूँ ||

मैं इश्क हूँ |

चाहे भी ना मिलु | बिन चाहे भी मिल जाऊँ |

कोई जो छिटके मुझसे दूर

मैं उसी के पीछे हो जाऊँ ||

मैं इश्क हूँ |

हया के गहनों से सझता हूँ | मासूमियत में बसता हूँ |

जो ओढे घूँघट लाज का

मैं उसकी हर अदा में बसता हूँ ||

जिसने की कोशिश मुझे पाने की मैं उसका कभी ना हुआ

जिसने कुछ ना किया मैं उसी का होके रह गया

भटको ना व्यर्थ मेरे लिए यहाँ वहाँ

वक़्त आने पर में स्वयं दूँगा दस्तक जहाँ तहां ||

मैं इश्क हूँ |

मैं सिर्फ तुम्हारा हूँ

अपना लो सच्चे दिल से मुझे

मैं ही इस समुन्द्र में तुम्हारा किनारा हूँ ||

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You Know...Aaj Duggu kho Gaya Tha !!!

You know… Aaj duggu kho gya tha !!!

Hearing the above written line I was shocked and was thinking ‘Duggu’ who is duggu? On the other side she was about to cry. Well!!! Her shaken voice were clearly made me think that now she would cry, now she would cry and finally she cried.

Before she would have said anything else or would have added any further comment in her report I'd cut the line down. Few minutes later I found myself pressing the self start button of my scooty in a half drenched condition (it’s been two days pious water of lord Indra drenching my mother land). But leave the weather condition of Udaipur cuz right now I’m not in a mood to write on nature today I’m in full swing to write my silly gf’s inanity.

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So where was I? Yeah scooty. So I was trying hard to start my scooty so that I could go out to find her so called lost duggu. In hurry I didn’t even bother about my cell and rushed out so I got no way to call her back and ask anything about duggu. I mean how he looks like or more is that a pet or a human.

I didn’t have any clue and launched a search operation of duggu. Drenching in heavy rain I measured five km, asked too many people including the paan wala, sabji wala and etc. etc. wala that have they seen any duggu roaming helplessly here and there.

Getting no answer I thought ‘I should better get back home’ so I came back and made her a call. After two or three rings she picked up the call.

Gudia Maine sab jagah dekha but koi answer nahi mila. (I searched everywhere but no one knows anything about duggu.

What? Searched. Have you gone mad or what? Before she would have said anything further I’d crossed her line saying “first tell me duggu mila ki nahi”.

And the long awaited answer came "Duggu to mil gaya na,, dadda ji usko bhool aaye the, wo police station main mil gaya". This time I felt that she is giggling.

Before this I had to think only about duggu but now a new character came into the picture “dadda ji”. I asked her. First tell me who is duggu and dadda ji?

Duggu akshra and naitik’s son. She replied taking a deep breath.

Again I was trapped in the same situation now two more new characters had come into the picture Akshra and naitik. I was thinking ‘now who the hell is akshra and naitik.This time I was about to cry or you can say I was about to jump down from my balcony though guessing my situation she replied.

"These are the frictional characters of a TV serial and duggu is a two years old baby". She said and started laughing. 

Two minutes later I was hanging up my raincoat and was smiling on the stupidity I had done recently. The way she informed me about duggu’s missing, I missed out the magic word in her sentence “tha”.

I’m sure that you are laughing on my stupidity so why not to talk about something serious. 

A countless number of children go missing every year. Every hour, 11 children go missing in the country. There are many categories in these missing children reports Kidnapped children, trafficked children, lost children and many more to write. 

Two days back I was talking to an American NGO worker (they were launching a new program on this very issue) and she told me the reality or the inside story of girl and child trafficking. Hearing her I was astonished and was thinking, ‘where do these children go? 

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And finally find out the answer, the final destinations of these children are brothels or forced labor mafia. If any child is lucky enough to not get into mafia’s hands then he could get the chance of beggary on traffic signals.

And here I’m not talking about Varanasi or kamatipura or gb road’s brothel here I’m talking about brothels of bangkok and pataya. The situation is really getting worse with each passing day.

Here we bother about coal scams; we have so much time to revise our useless reservation policies, we have time and mood to talk about everything but we don’t have time to make our policies efficient towards these major social issues.  

Every child is not as lucky as duggu. Every child’s parents are not like akshara and naitik. Every child doesn’t go in the hands of an honest man. I won’t write what we can do or what we should do Cuz everyone knows his responsibility.

Though I would say next time whenever you hear anything about any missing children please try to do something or at least raise your voice against child trafficking.

     A heavy rain or floods

Doesn’t have that much guts

To stop human efforts

If we come on our will

We can amalgam

The sky and earth  

If we come on our will

We can break stars

Standing on earth.

 If we come on our will

We can turn around

The flooding floods

Gudia you know after 50 years when I would be powerless and old even on that time if you would call me to inform something like this I would certainly standup and raise my voice against these anti-social elements.

A day will certainly come when no child will cry and no daughter will find herself cooped in brothels. A day will come when our united voice will certainly change this scenario.

And yeah on the stupidity I’d done.

Is ishq wich yaaro kuch kiya v ni janda.

Rola paya v ni janda.

Chup riya v ni janda.

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Evil with no hands

One may understand the cosmos, but never the ego; the self is more distant than any star.
                                                                                                        

            Gilbert K. Chesterton

When Neil Armstrong reached on moon all gods were seeing this progress of humans. They all were pleased though there was a thing which was bothering them and the very reason behind their worry was “if mankind has reached moon, someday they could find the heaven too so where would we all go?” Groping their whole mind when they didn’t get any proper solution they decided to ask this to “lord of lords” lord Shiva.

They all went to lord Shiva and ask this question.

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“As you know humans has reached at moon and they are too near to get to know the hidden facts of the universe. We all are thinking that now someday they will find us too. Please tell us a place to live that humans can never find.”

Lord Shiva was listening this calmly and was smiling. Hearing them lord Shiva replied.

There is no need to worry about that because from the beginning we all have known that someday humans will make this so when we created this universe I created a place too where we all can live. That very place is secured by many gates and fences. If any human want to see us clearly he has to cross all those gates and fences.   

What place is that? (Lord Indra asked back, gaping at others)

 That place is inside ‘human heart’. Humans will try to find us in whole universe but they will never try to do so inside themselves.

Getting the answer of their problem all gods was pleased though they ask one more thing.

 So how could humans get us and what are those fences which humans have to cross to get us?

If any human want to get us, he will have to follow the way of truth and equality. When he will start moving on this path ahead he will face a giant evil and His name is ‘ego’.

One lord asks further that how could powerless human get the victory over this giant evil? It will be an unfair with humans?

Lord Shiva replied taking a deep breath “Every way is always named on the name of its destination. If one walks on this very way he will reach at the destination of truth and equality. The only way to get is to defeat this ego and the only way to get victory over this ego is ‘follow the way of truth and equality’.

Every human is same so if one lives in his ego and overlook the truth then he will never get us. And most importantly here ‘we or god’ means “The treasure of happiness and the treasure of prosperity”.

Now I have to go in my meditation again so will you please take a leave for now? Saying this lord Shiva closed his eyes and went into Samadhi.

All gods were too happy to get the proper solution of their greatest worry.

My takeaway is that the only way to get rid of this so called feeling of ego is that you have to unveil the curtain discrimination. We all are humans and we all are same. There is no difference between us.  The moment you realize this reality and treat everyone with equality and love at the very moment you get the victory over this evil of ego and takes a step ahead to get the god.

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Logo ka kaam hai kehna !!!

I remember the date well 20^th june 2007. I was about to take one of the biggest decisions of my life. I had to take a decision! It was getting late!! I was done with my senior secondary but scored awful and got just 59.69%. There were too many ways open to me. I could have done C.A. (well in reality I couldn’t have), I could join any other course though hearing my heart’s voice I chose a totally different way.

My Nani told me this story and to be honest that was the last time when I thought “what would people think?”

Journey begins with a grandpa, his grandson and their donkey! They were travelling to a distant village and had to pass by many other villages before reaching their final destination .And they started , grandpa , grandson sitting on their donkey. They reach the first village, and as soon as they enter they find a few people telling "Look at them! How insensitive?! They are healthy enough to walk and are yet torturing the poor, weak donkey. ”They immediately get down and start walking alongside the donkey, continuing their journey. They reach the next village and again they hear people talking about them! "Hahah..look at those fools ! They have a donkey and are yet walking by its side! How dumb!!" Listening to that, they decide that only one of them will sit at donkeys back. That way they could use the donkey for traveling and donkey too won't be burdened .The grandson lets his grandpa to sit on the donkey . They further travel and reach the next village. They once again hear people commenting on them "Look at how cruel the grandpa is !! He is making that poor boy walk in the scorching heat of the sun and is nicely enjoying the ride all by himself!!" Feeling as if he had committed the biggest crime, grandpa got down in a split second and let grandson sit on the donkey and they continue. Next stop. "Look what an excruciator that little boy is! Being young he can walk miles but he is making his old grandfather do that. kalyug.kalyug ! "

                   So it's pretty clear, eh? People will always talk, no matter what you do.... they will always find some or the other flaw to gossip!! So do we really care about them? So much so that we sometimes sacrifice our dreams, sacrifice being what we are, and sacrifice taking decisions that would change our life for the better?

Or sometimes just brood over some bullshit rumors that we hear about ourselves? Are these people and their talks this important? Morons - that is what I love to call them, draw conclusions without prior knowledge and spread it like wild fire. So next time you have something up in your mind , before considering what people would think , why not first consider if you like it or if your virtues / conscience allows you to do so ..... Because if the "latter ones in place and you own their wife and kids" (social network) ;)                                                            

                                                  And as they say:

                              "Great minds discuss ideas ,
                                          average minds discuss events,
                                          small minds discuss people!"

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Say that 'You love them'

I read this really touching story from one of the books long back… which holds a real important truth we neglect or don’t pay heed to…before getting to that point I would like to share a story.

It was about a guy in high school , he loved his school , friends and most importantly his PARENTS . One night he was just thanking god for making his life so near to perfect . He could see his dad from the open door , sitting and working on his laptop for some important presentation he had the next day , and all of a sudden this boy felt sooo much of love and respect for his dad that he wanted to go there , hug him and tell him i love you dad ! and then he  hushed the feelings away just as soon, as they had come thinking c'mon a guy isn't supposed to tell such stuff to another guy...it's not a guy-thing ! The next day he went to his school , had fun like he normally has , teased his friends like he normally does , and left from the school as he normally does , little did he know that it wasn't going to be a normal day ! On coming back home he found way too many people in the backyard , he was confused ... "was it mom's birthday today ? nahh...may be their anniversary ? What’s so special about today?" he went straight inside to find out and had to face the hardest moment of his life.... his dad was lying there , right in front of him , lifeless , with bruises , he couldn't come to terms with the reality . His dad had met with an accident on his way back home, leaving him spot dead .Tears filled his eyes and emptiness his heart . He hugged his dad , said him i love you , but it was too late . He felt bad for not letting his dad know how much he loved him and respected him last night , even though he would always fight with him for petty issues like pocket money or for permission for a Saturday pyjama party in order to escape spending time with the family.He thought it was boring and uncool to sit and spend time with parents , not anymore , now he regretted everything he had ever said , every time he bunked to avoid spending time with his dad . But nothing could be changed . It was too late .

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                                             I hope you guys must have by now guessed what i was trying to convey . Just like this boy , most of us take our families for granted , we love them but we never express , we think we are gonna live forever ! We think THEY are gonna live forever . But life has it's own plans . So why not love them , express our feelings to them when we are all together instead of regretting later ! And not only that but then living life , doing everything we love NOW ! Not procrastinating things for next summer or next Christmas ... who know if you would still breath ? And most importantly you live only once , so live it king size , make most of every second , live in the now ,  Because we never know if tomorrow comes.There's nothing as mysterious and as unpredictable as life is and like they say ;
                                      "Take chances,tell the truth ,
                                  spend the money on the things you love,
                                  get to know somebody random,
                                  say i love you to someone in life,
                                           feel the true love,
                                  tell the idiot how he/she hurts you,
                                  abuse someone who deserves it,
                                  sit alone,watch the rain and cry,
                                  laugh till your stomach pains,
                                  dance even if you are bad at it,
                                  pose stupidly for photos,
                                  give someone a hug when they need it and
                                  make sure to get one when you do,
                                  be naughty like a child
                                           live it !
                                          love it!

                              because -- "You only live once ,
                                              but if you do it right , 
                                                once is enough ;) !  " - Mae west                                                                                                                

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