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Kyun Khoon nahi khaulta

Har saal hazaron Maasum ho rahe hai kurbaan

Bebas ki jaati hai jaan, kis baat pe humhe hoti hai shaan?

Kyun aisi kurbaani par yeh desh hai chalta?

Kyun aasun nahi aate, kyun khoon nahi khaulta!

Zakham pe zakham diye jaa rahe woh,

Bhare huye zakhmon ko khuret te ja rahe hai woh,

Bar bar is desh ko kyun balidaan hai dena padta ....

Kyun kaleja nahi jalta, kyun khoon nahi khaulta!

Aadat hoti ja rahi hai is aasaan zindagi ki... Koi aur mar raha hai

Koi bhai kho raha hai, koi pati to koi beta kho raha hai.

Yeh ishara hai aane wala kal tumhara hai...jo kal kisi aur ka tha

kyun dard nahi hota, kyun khoon nahi khaulta!

Kyun bebas ho rahe hai, haath dhare baithe rehna pad raha hai

Kyun koi neta roj sare aam junta ko loot leta hai

Bina haath lagaye sab ka balaatkar hai kar deta...

kyun ehsaas nahi hota, kyun khoon nahi khaulta!

Sirf baaton me ulajhta jaata hoon, Shahidon ke liye diye jalata hoon

Kyun bahadur jawano ke parivar ko me laachar paata hoon

Sirf shabdon se khelta ja raha hoon, Nahi!! Der se hi sahi par aaj me jaaga hoon

Chalo sabko chupe sach ki aur le jata hoon, kisi ka to khoon khaulata hoon

kasam is dharti ki, Is soye huye Hindustan ko ab me uthaunga

Bhagat Singh, Bose se kamte-unikrishnan tak sabko, dilo me jagaunga

Is boojhti chingari ko... nayi kranti ki jwaala banaunga

Har aankh me aasu, dil me dard aur kaleje me agan jalaunga

Jitna ho sake is khoon ko khaulaunga is khoon ko khaulaunga

Is khoon ko khaulaunga....

The Two weekends

Last two weekends were long weekends - Yes 3 day long weekend is Long for us.

The First Weekend
(26th Sep Sat-Sun-Mon)
Starts with a minor hiccup and smooth 3 days of travelling, friends and fun. Traveled all the way to Lonavala on bike, Get together with school friends, merry weather in the laps of nature couple of days of fresh air, India-Pakistan match (which India Lost ...sob sob), Awesome Dinner with good ol school days talk, Punctured tyre, Amby Valley road drive, back to Pune, going hometown for a day.

The Second Weekend
(2nd Oct Fri-Sat-Sun)
Starts with a gain. Relaxation, Study, Motivation, entertainment, shopping, a good dinner, some business talks with friends, a short chat with celebrity on facebook and finally a non-senti blog post while watching Sarkar.

That was a much needed break. More posts to come.

Cheers...

Deewane ho gaye....

kisi ke pyaar me deewane ho gaye ,
pyaar to na mila par is chakkar me shayar ho gaye
aaj un lamho ko dekh has deta hoon,
woh bhi kya waqt tha, us waqt ko gujre jamane ho gaye

Ab to zindagi se poochta hoon kya aisa koi phir aayega,
zindagi bhi muskura ke kehti hai, sabra karo koi behtar mil jayega
us behtar ke intazar me phir deewane ho gaye,
anjane chehre ko dhundte dhundte hum apno se begane ho gaye

Koi kareeb hote hue bhi door ho chala jata hai,
is ishq vishq ke chakkar me bhavar me phasta chala jata hai,
aise bhavar se khud ko nikal liya hai,
dusro ko bhi bachate bachate hum sayane ho gaye

Zindagi se poocha bach bhi gaye aur sayane bhi hue
par woh chehra na mila woh aankhen na mili,
zindagi phir muskurayi, humhari bhi kismat hai aisi yaad dilayi
us kismat ke sahare hum dewaane mast mastane ho gaye

Par yeh safar sirf us chehre ke liye nahi,
yeh safar to un chehron ke liye hai, jo hume yaad karte hai,
un sabki yaad ki bhi ek ibadat hai, yeh samajh kar sambhal gaye,
aur unki yaad ke hum deewane ho gaye, hum deewane ho gaye

Feeling Nostalgic

Why, How and since when....

This is not the first time i'm feeling nostalgic... but its different from previous times... Is it some type of illness? I think it is and the symptoms are:..

1. Can't concentrate on work,
2. Can't concentrate on art,
3. Not comfortable at home,
4. Running away from friends,
5. Can't even stick to this laptop for a 2 hour movie...
6. Loss in energy and enthusiasm that i had a couple of years ago

In such nostalgic phase there is/are some strong desire/s which might kill such feeling. I tried to figure out and right now only thing i can think of is go on a long drive in a car with some music on long drive away from all this... may be i need a break

Still figuring out whats the cause...

Hope this passes soon

Cheers

Yaad...

Aaj kisi ne phir unki yaad dilayi
Aur unki Yaad me humne phir kalam uthayi
Jakhmo ko khuret kar woh kahani
Humne apne aap se phir daurahi

Dard to hota hai magar kya kare
Jina pad raha unhi ke yaad ke sahare
Unhi ki aakhon ko dhund ti rehti hai nighaye
Un Nighaho ko ki talash me fir rahe hai mare mare

Hum jante to nahi yeh ishq ka ehsaas
Magar aapki muskurahat is dil ko hai khaas
Muskurate rehna sada jahan bhi tum jaoge
Par yeh yaad rakhna is dil ke kone me sada tum apne aap ko paoge

Har Saans se tumhare liye dua hi nilegi
Silsila in duaon ka aise hi chalega
Tum itne ho khaas ki tham jaye dhadkan bhi
Aur tham jaye saans bhi,
yeh ruh tumhari salamati chahegi
yeh ruh tumhari salamati chahegi

Blog a punch bag...

A year back i got this lovely thing - laptop. Why did i buy it... its such a pleasure to hit on the keys of my laptop to write something like blog. Why do i blog? I blog because its my friend when nobody's there to listen when humans around my life are less close. There's always family to share your things, your feeling, your joy and sorrow... but not anger and frustration... For me anger should be preserved for right time to come out.

Well my blog posts are result of extreme emotions and today its anger. The day started very dull i came back from home after 3 days vacation had a lot of work...

The things code didn't work and the work kind-of stopped at the workstation :P

Plan to go out for friend's wedding gets canceled because business might come to company during recession.

Then the expected happened it was appraisals and there were points which i totally disagreed to my manager but can't help it because he is my manager. It hurts but what hurts is you cant do anything about it if you try to do it you are screwed by whole upper management because you are opposing someone who knows more, someone who doesn't have faith in his/her juniors, someone who calls you "stupid", someone doesn't says you are a good resource but says you "need improvement in everything", someone who wants me to be a leader by telling me i did good job but others performed better, someone who's help comes with some price.

Ultimately, i come back home and nothing like a boxing punch bag in my room to let out my frustration of all the bad experience of the day or a place to shout aloud so as to let out my frustration... So here i'm punching on my virtual punch bag!

Enough for today may i need to catch some sleep! Lets see if sleep heals these pains

Jab bhi Koshish Ki

Jab bhi koshish ki apne jakhmo ko bharne ki
Waqt ne kured kar aur dard badha diya

Bahut koshish ki nai duniya basane ki
Baharo ne khushiyo ko paas aane na diya

Baharo ko mai bulata raha
unhone dur dur se mera daman bhiga diya

Bahot koshish ki tujhe bhul jane ki
Teri bato ne bhulne na diya

Jab bhi koshish ki apne jakhmo ko bharne ki
Waqt ne kured kar aur dard badha diya

Mai jau kaha kaise tujhse dur jau
tujhko saya mera muqadar ne bana diya


Jo diya tha maine tumhe
aaj sud samet paa raha hoon
Jo bhi jakhm hai mere
mere gunaho ka diya

Raho me charag tumne kitne jalaye
Jab maine koshish ki,hawao ne sath na diya

Jab bhi koshish ki apne jakhmo ko bharne ki
Waqt ne kured kar aur dard badha diya

Using MS Word for blogging

This is my first experiment with MS Word Blogging support. So, this post can be considered as 1,2,4…1,2,4 testing testing….. This application provides a lot of space to write and I'm falling short of time.

Simple process to follow:

1. Open Microsoft Word (2007 or later): Alt+F+N.
   

2. Select "New Blog Post"

3. Configure your blog account

4. A window opens and bingo you are there.

Anyways if you want to have good time read my previous post. It's a poem or call it a rhyme (not a nursery rhyme ofcourse :P ) Do send in your suggestions to improve my art.

you are the one...

The Irony of V-Day

There are times when we seek for answer/s to the question/s we ask ourselves and the answers can only be given by someone. Well today One of my friend found one answer to such question.

Today on Valentine's day He called up a girl for whom he had feelings since last 18 months or so but this dude wasn't able to ask her out as she was busy with her exams n studies and he didn't want to distract her from her studies. Well now that her exams were over and he wanted to wish her on V-Day and wanted to be with her on this so called special day of love. He called her she was depressed and he asked her the reason but this was the third time she was not ready to tell him whats wrong going on since last couple of months. Then she opened up.

However, Not shocking but somewhat unexpected she said there was guy with whom she is/was since last couple of year and the guy is not ready to commit about the relationship or rather that guy is confused what to do. During 100 mins of talk my friend consoles her that move-on. After the call gets disconnected he starts laughing and turns up to me and says I was so so very stupid that I actually liked that girl.

While writing this post sitting besides me scratching is head what else can be so comic(to some extent heart breaking) on V-Day.

On this I remember a terminology quite often used by me and my chaddi Dost called "Emotional Dustbin". This guy will turn into one in coming time. I'll try he doesn't and get back to his work and dream of being an entrepreneur.