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Love , Life and Struggle

When I say I love you. You say you don't deserve it. When I say I need you . You say I deserve someone better, When I say my life is better with you. You say I don't know any better. But when I kiss you, you say I love you, When I have to go, you say I need you.......

Monday, April 21, 2014

A letter to Lovable Madam Jee

Madam Jee Haay  :(
Ab bahut ho Gaya, 
tumhari naaragi aur mera manana bahut ho Gaya, 
tumhari zidd aur mera jhukna bahut ho gaya, . 
Ab maan bhi jaoo Madam jee, kab tak sataogi.. 
Ab to jeena bhi mushqil hota jaa raha, 
kab tak jal bin machli ki tarah tadapta rahonga...
kya hum prem nahin kar sakte.... 
Mujhe Abhi bhi yaad hai ki,"dekhte hai jaida JIDDI kaun hai", ab to jidd chod do, 
mar jaaonga tumhare bina, 
aa jaoo meri zindagi me.. 

mujhe pata hai, ki tumhe mujh par bharosa thoda kam hai.. lekin mai iske liye kuch kar bhi nahin sakta... lekin fir bhi ek baat kahonga... "bina mauka diye kissi ke baare me koi raay nahin banayi jaati"  ...



Love U Hamesha

Sunday, April 20, 2014

A Love Poem to My Love

When I am without her, the sun doesn't shine as brightly.
When I am without her, the clouds are dark and foreboding.
When I am without her, the birds don’t sing as sweetly. 
When I am without her, the walls close in on me.
When I am without her, in the depths of my hell, whispering her name sustains me.
But, when I am with her, she lifts me up.
When I am with her, I have the strength to move mountains. 
When I am with her, I can withstand anything.
When I am with her, her smile warms my very soul.
When I am with her, the angels sing her name.
When I am with her, I fall in love all over again.

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Struggle is Good! I Want to Fly!

Once a little boy was playing outdoors and found a fascinating caterpillar. He carefully picked it up and took it home to show his mother. He asked his mother if he could keep it, and she said he could if he would take good care of it.



The little boy got a large jar from his mother and put plants to eat, and a stick to climb on, in the jar. Every day he watched the caterpillar and brought it new plants to eat.

One day the caterpillar climbed up the stick and started acting strangely. The boy worriedly called his mother who came and understood that the caterpillar was creating a cocoon. The mother explained to the boy how the caterpillar was going to go through a metamorphosis and become a butterfly.

The little boy was thrilled to hear about the changes his caterpillar would go through. He watched every day, waiting for the butterfly to emerge. One day it happened, a small hole appeared in the cocoon and the butterfly started to struggle to come out.

At first the boy was excited, but soon he became concerned. The butterfly was struggling so hard to get out! It looked like it couldn’t break free! It looked desperate! It looked like it was making no progress!

The boy was so concerned he decided to help. He ran to get scissors, and then walked back (because he had learned not to run with scissors…). He snipped the cocoon to make the hole bigger and the butterfly quickly emerged!

As the butterfly came out the boy was surprised. It had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings. He continued to watch the butterfly expecting that, at any moment, the wings would dry out, enlarge and expand to support the swollen body. He knew that in time the body would shrink and the butterfly’s wings would expand.

            But neither happened!

The butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings.

It never was able to fly…

As the boy tried to figure out what had gone wrong his mother took him to talk to a scientist from a local college. He learned that the butterfly was SUPPOSED to struggle. In fact, the butterfly’s struggle to push its way through the tiny opening of the cocoon pushes the fluid out of its body and into its wings. Without the struggle, the butterfly would never, ever fly. The boy’s good intentions hurt the butterfly.

As you go through school, and life, keep in mind that struggling is an important part of any growth experience. In fact, it is the struggle that causes you to develop your ability to fly.

As instructors our gift to you is stronger wings…   

14-hr power cuts didn't dim Govind's IAS dream

ON the pot-holed lanes of India’s holy city Varanasi, Narayan Jaiswal used to pedal his rickety rickshaw to make a living and send his children to school in nearby Usmanpura. Sadly, even his meagre means came to a grinding halt when a wound on his foot grew sceptic. Ailing, and with no other source of income, Jaiswal sold off his small plot of land to finance his son’s dream.

His son Govind was fighting a parallel battle. Day in and day out the deafening noise of power looms, factory machines and generators around the 12x8 feet rented room shared by his father, mother and two sisters made life unbearable. All the cooking, washing, bathing to studying took place in the dingy room. To add to the misery the scarce power supply extended to almost 14 hours a day. He grew up with cruel taunts from the neighbourhood kids who mocked him for his devotion to studies. But his determination saw him through. “It was impossible to divert me. My family was the saving grace. If someone demoralized me, I used to just picture my struggling family.”

Today, Govind Jaiswal is an IAS officer, brimming with confidence. Surprisingly, he doesn’t quibble over any inadequacies.  “I thank my tough days. Life has no worth without struggle. It made me grow and smell the real world.” Govind credits his success to his dad and his sisters, especially the elder one who gave up her studies to look after them when his mother died.

Being aloof paid off
He managed to focus on studies in the hustle and bustle of kids playing just outside his room. What was the trick? He chose to remain quiet, least interacted with kids and adults. He laughs, “I was secretive. They mistook me for being a shy guy. In reality, I am an outspoken person.”

Ask this chatty boy the cause of his self-control, he shares, “I was cautious of every act. I restrained myself getting carried away in momentary fun. I didn’t allow anyone to intrude my privacy.” Up to class 12, he was seen immersed in books. “I used to read a bunch of comic, history books. Gradually I shifted the focus to ideological books.”

Managing studies amidst chaos
At sunrise, the factories in the vicinity burst into activity, making deafening noise throughout day and night. It was natural for anyone to lose concentration during exams. Interestingly, he remained a topper in school because of his well planned study schedule. “I used to finish subjects which required a lot of contemplation by December-January and I used to solve objective papers (Maths) in February.”

Ask him about the daily study routine and he responds, “During noisy morning hours, I sat on the staircase practising Maths. Since it’s a practical subject, we can bear all chaos around,” he says with a smile. As the sound simmers down in the evening, he focussed on the other subjects, Science, History and English.

How did he access books?
He was only in Class 8 when he ventured into the business of tuitions. Maths was a breeze for him. By the time he was in 11, students from Class 8, 9, 10 and even MBA aspirants among others flocked his room for Maths coaching. The income came handy as his father’s earning was too meagre and he had to support his two sisters as well. “I used to earn about Rs. 1000 per month. It helped me pay fee and buy books.” A modest fee of Rs. 10 in Banaras Hindu University (BHU) aided him easily to acquire his degree. “I strongly feel if you can show that you have the potential to prove then the world will come to help,” he says. Indeed, his aggressive attitude to achieve was lauded by all.

The IAS journey
Many suggested him to do engineering after graduation. He once gave it a thought but put it off as he could not afford to buy an application form costing Rs. 500. The other option remained IAS, which was a pauper’s friend.

The real struggle happened when he enrolled for IAS coaching - his dad’s condition had worsened and he had stopped pedalling his rickshaw. It was an emotionally shattering phase – but Govind managed to pull through. There was no other option, but to move to Delhi for IAS coaching. His struggling father sold the only remaining plot of land for Rs. 30,000 for his expenses in the new city. For IAS Mains, he dropped Maths as an optional paper for Philosophy and History. He read them from scratch to understand the basic nuances. “No subject on the earth is tough. You should have the will power to crack it. ”

Strategic study plan
His academic journey shows one has to have passion and time management skills to be a winner. He used to re-read and internalise the respective subjects. “I used to shut my book and contemplate over an historical event or a theory. I loved testing my memory. It’s important to be honest about what you study.” He chose one good reference book instead of depending on ten books on the same subject.

Was language a barrier?
“The problem is not language, it is confidence. My ability to read and express in Hindi made me an achiever. If you are confident enough to articulate your thoughts, then no one can hinder your success. No language is superior or inferior. It’s an unwanted perception made by the society. Learning languages is not a big deal – have faith in yourself. Earlier I only knew Hindi, I developed a grip on English at the IAS Academy. Our world is horizontal – it is the people’s perception that makes it vertical where they place some people as superior and others as inferior.”

Saturday, January 5, 2013

पति-पत्नी का भेद

एक पति पत्नी जब शादी के रिश्ते में बंधते हैं तो उनके पास कई बंदिशे होती हैं जिनसे उन्हें पार पाना होता है. आज आए दिन पतियों द्वारा पत्नियों को जलाए जाने की खबरों से दुखी होकर मैंने एक ऐसी हास्य कविता का चयन किया है जो हमारे सिस्टम पर मार्मिक मार करती है. आप भी आनंद लें इस हास्य कविता का और बताएं कैसी लगी यह हास्यकविता.



पति-पत्नी का भेद: हिन्दी हास्य कविता

सारी रात प्रियतम हमरे ,

दिल लगाकर पीटे हमको ,

फर्श पोंछने का दिल होगा ,

चोटी पकड़ घसीटे हमको ,

गला दबाया प्यार से इतने ,

अँखियाँ जइसे लटक गयीं हो ,

गाली इतनी मीठी बांचे ,

शक्कर सुनकर झटक गयी हो ,

पिस्तौल दिखा रिकवेस्ट किये ,

हम और किसी को न बतलायें ,

हम मन में ये फरियाद किये ,

ये प्यार वो फिर से न दिखलायें | |





वो तो अपनी सारी चाहत ,

सिर्फ हमीं पर बरसाते थे ,

चाय से ले कर खाने तक की ,

तारीफें  मुक्कों से कर जाते थे ,

रोज रात को शयन कक्ष में ,

सुरपान नियम से करते थे ,

फिर देवतुल्य अपनी शक्ति का ,

हमें प्रदर्शन करते थे ,

कसम से इतने वीर थे वो कि ,

हम तुमको क्या-क्या बतलायें ,

बस मन में ये फरियाद किये ,

ये प्यार वो फिर से न दिखलायें | |





हम ही ससुरी पगली थीं ,

जो प्यार से उनके ऊब गयी थीं ,

उनके कोमल झापड़ की ,

उन झंकारों में डूब गयीं थीं ,

एक रोज हम दीवानी ने भी ,

अपना स्नेह ; उन पर लुटा दिया ,

उनके प्यारे मुक्के के बदले ,

उनको भी झापड़ जमा दिया ,



अब इतना सज्जन मानव आखिर ,

ये कैसे स्वीकार करे ,

उसके निस्वार्थ प्यार के बदले ,

पत्नी भी उसको प्यार करे ,

बस ठान लिया उसने मन में ,

हमको सर्वोच्च प्रेम-सुख देगा ,

हम मृत्यु-लोक(पृथ्वी) में भटक रही थीं ,



हमको परम मोक्ष वो देगा ,



गंगाजल का लिया कनस्तर ,

फिर हम पर बौछार कराई ,

गंगा इतनी मलिन थीं हमको ,

केरोसीन की खुशबू आई ,

फिर अंततयः उस पाक ह्रदय ने ,

शुद्ध अग्नि में हमें तपाया ,

हमरी अशुद्ध देह जलाकर ,



सोने जैसा खरा बनाया ,



अब भी जाने कितने दानव ,

पति-परमेश्वर कहलाते हैं ,

हम भी शक्ति-स्वरूपा हैं ,

ये जाने क्यूँ भुल जाते हैं ,



पति भी तो अर्द्धांग है अपना ,

फिर , उसको क्यूँ ईश्वर कहते हैं ,

वो अपना पालनहार नहीं है ,

फिर , चुप रहकर क्यूँ सब सहते हैं ,

वो सुबह न जाने कब होगी ,



जब नारी स्वतंत्र हो पाएगी ,

भेद मिटेगा पति-पत्नी का ,

और प्यार से न घबराएगी |

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Thinking hard about life

Here i am sitting in my office @ evening Thinking hard about life
How it changed from a maverick collage life to strict professional life…

How tiny pocket money changed to huge monthly paychecks
but then why it gives less happiness.

How a few local denim jeans changed to new branded wardrobe
but then why there are less people to use them

How a single plate of samosa changed to a full Pizza or burger
but then why there is less hunger..

Here i am sitting in my office @ evening Thinking hard about life
How it changed..

How a bike always in reserve changed to bike always on
but then why there are less places to go on

How a small coffee shop changed to cafe coffee day
but then why its feels like shop is far away..

How a limited prepaid card changed to postpaid package
but then why there are less calls & more messages

Here i am sitting in my office @ evening Thinking hard about life
How it changed…

How a general class journey changed to Flight journey
but then why there are less vacations for enjoyment…

How a old assembled desktop changed to new branded laptop
but then why there is less time to put it on…

How a small bunch of friends changed to office mate
but then why we always feel lonely n miss those college frnz..

Here i am sitting in my office @ evening Thinking hard about life
How it changed.. How it changed..

Friday, January 20, 2012

Women Jokes

How Men And Women Change Oil
Women: Pull up to Jiffy Lube when the mileage reaches 3000 since...


Why Coffee Is Better Than Women
You don’t have to put cream in your coffee to make it taste good.


Women's T-Shirt Sayings
Don't piss me off! I'm running out of places to hide the bodies.


Good Girls Vs Bad Girls
Good girls say "thanks for a wonderful dinner"... Bad girls say, "what’s for breakfast?"


Understanding Women
At long last... The Men’s Guide to what a woman really means when she says something.