http://shine08.rediffiland.com/Diary of shiney ssen-usjee rahi thi.........bas jee rahi thi
sukh ki kaliyon ne apna aanchal na khola
asha ke rath par savaar hone ka mokaa na mila
din guzarte the jaise barf pighalte hon
tumhen bhoolne ke baad dil mein yahi kashish thi



dil tha kya...........socha na tha
man ki kya chah thi,samjha na tha
sanson mein kuch hulchul thi,mehsoos na kiya
aankhon mein bhi koi sapna na tha:


kayi chehron mein vah ek chahra shayad dondthi thi
kayi rishton mein vahi ek rishta shayad khojti thi
rah chalte kuch longon ka sahara dhondthi thi
pyar-----ye shabd jaise jeevan se lupt hi ho gaya




par aaj.....aaj mauka diya es dil ko
es man ko, es tan ko, en aankhon ko
vo sapna phir jagane ki jo bas sokar reh gaye the
aaj phir barson baad dil phir jhum utha hain,
man phir machal gaya hain tumhare pyar ka ehsaas kar
tumhare sparsh ko mehsoos kar----



bhula diya tha meine tumhen,mita diya tha tumhara naam
par hum dono ke beech ke pyaar ko kabhi na mita sakin,
kabhi naa bhula saki;aaj phir tumhen pane ki aas jagi hain
hamare pyar ko savarne ki aas jagi hain
aa bhi jaao...........keh bhi do ke pyar hain tumhen
meri jindagi ko ab apne rang mein rang do!!

]]>Thu, 09 Nov 2006 22:19:42 +0530http://saakshi.rediffiland.com/blogs/2006/11/09/Ek.htmlHow often have we felt a wave of pity or righteous indignation upon seeking a drunken,derelict man lying in the gutter?It is easy to say, ' What a fool,what a misguided man...why is he intent on ruining his life?'Today let us look into the mechanics of vice,crime and other unsavoury activities.It is said,"The drunkard is looking for the divine in his drink." All human endeavour is directed towards the pursuit of happiness.It is true that more often than not we are looking in the wrong place but the search remains,at its core,the search for the same elusive experience of transcendent bliss,the depth of stillness within us.
Consider this:whenever we see a really beautiful sight, or taste some wonderful food, or have some intensely pleasurable experience, why do we close our eyes and become silent?Even on seeing a marvellous idol of God ;our eyes are closed!This is a beautiful hint that the bliss we seek is within us.
For instance,on smelling the aroma from a roadside food stall,the mind may come up with this thought 'Let us have it, now.' but at the same time a stern voice rebukes ,'Not at all,it is not hygienic.' Thus we see the intellect overruling mind.and now from a little deeper memory pipes up,'Remember last time you ate it what a yummy taste!Go ahead and have them,never mind hat the intellect says...'How often have we gone ahead and done something though we knew it would be bad for us? It is just this tussle within...intellect over mind and memory over intellect.And the quest remains that which is the most valuable function of human life .
It was dust,and a wandering mendicant had reached the outskirts of a village.He decided to rest there and was settling down under a tree,when a villager came running towards him."The stone ..., give me the stone', cried the villager.'What stone?' queried the mendicant .The villager explained ,'Last night. I had a dream God told me that if i go to this place at dusk.I will meet a man who will give me a stone that will change my life.' The mendicant reached into his bag and pulled out an object and handed it over saying 'I found this on the road yesterday and picked it up,I suppose it was for you.'The villager almost fainted as it was a big diamond.Thanking him he returned home,but lay awake all night thinking .As dawn broke he went back to the mendicant and lay the diamond at his feet and said,'Oh!holy one,please keep this with you, but give me the knowledge that allows you to give away an object like this so easily.'
]]>Sat, 04 Nov 2006 21:54:59 +0530http://saakshi.rediffiland.com/blogs/2006/11/04/The-Happiness-we-are-perpetually.htmlZindagi ek paheli

Zindagi ke un lamhon ko andhkar mein doondhti hun
Sochti hun kab vah din aaye jab ye khoobsoorat lamhe,
phir zindagi ke darwaze par dastak dekar,
khushiyon ki boochar mere tanman mein laaye!!

Ek kusum ki khushboo se jis prakar saara udhyan mahek uthta hain,
usi tarah un palon ki yaad semere romrom ko sukun prapt hota hain!
par aur kitne dino tak un palon ki yaad mein jiyungi;
kitne mahino tak un palon ki aagman ki raah dekhongi;
suna tha longo ke muk se ki har gham ke baad khushiyan jaroor aati hain;
par lagta zindagi mein bas unhi lamhon mein meine saachi khushi ka aanand liya!

aab to jalan hoti hain khuskismat longon se
lagta hain ye badnasebi ka kanch meri aankhon ke saamne se kabhi nahin tutega;
par vah asha ki kiran ab tak mere dil aur mastishk ko sechti hain
majbur karti hain mujhe allah par vishvas karne ko!!

kyunki isi vishvas ne aaj mujhe is mukam par pahuncha diya ,
ki badnaseebi ki kaali chaaya bhi mujhpar nahin padti,
us allah ko main kaise dhanyavaad karoon ;
jisne khushiyon aur prem ki sagar mein mujhko dhoobo diya!!



]]>Tue, 24 Oct 2006 15:06:17 +0530http://saakshi.rediffiland.com/blogs/2006/10/24/Zindagi-ek.htmlTimes of happiness
Times of fun
When i talk about my sister
She's the best one
Patiently she listens tomy problems
Calmly she listens to my dreams
But each passing day
We are parting,as it seems
She showed me the truths of life
And promised me to be by my side
Picked me,when i feel
And when i wanted to thank her
There was nothing i could tell
The time to part is so near
No words to speak,no words to hear
We'll have to move on,memories leaving away
And always be there for each other is
All i have to say

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