tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349345582011-11-28T06:25:42.019+05:30where my thoughts take form...Towards reclamationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10969804220266319770noreply@blogger.comBlogger761100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34934558.post-16409882991285162222011-06-12T18:41:00.000+05:302011-06-12T18:41:03.268+05:30

ek ashq, ek alphaaz, ek nagmey ka mol kya karein .. ulfat mein guzare pal ka tol kya karein ...         zindagi aks ban ke reh jaati hai us ek qadam ka, Us raah aur manzil ki yaaroan ab parwaah kya karein ... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A pain of a beloved, echoes in our heart.. from their afflictions, how ever can we part... so known like a reflection in a glass, yet so unkown to us is their

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 कहो  ना कभी की तुम मेरे साथ साथ आओगे दिन कई मेरे संग बिताओगे रातों में ख्वाब में भी तुम आओगे कहो  ना कभी ऐसे भी, की मेरे संग तुम गाओगे गीत नए धुन नयी हमारे वासते बनोगे मेरी नज़रों के सामने नाचते ही जाओगे मुस्कुराहटों से तुम मेरी दुनिया को भर जोगी कहो  ना कभी की मेरे हाथों में हाथ तुम डालोगे पैरों से पैर हर घडी मिलाओगे हर सफ़र को ताज़ा तुम बनाओगे  हर डगर को अपने रंगों से रंगते ही

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चाहे जहां तू चले .. चाहे जिधर तू थमे रहूँ मै तेरे लिए, हर घडी, हर जगेह.. ख्वाबों को तेरे, करदूं हसीन भर दू तेरे दिल में हसी ख्वाहिशों को तेरी कर दूं पूरा न छोडूं तेरी किसी चाह को अधूरा ऐसे तुझे समेट लूं अपनी ओढ़ में जैसे नमी छुपी ओस कि बूंद में  थामी है मैंने बाहें तेरी  पाऊँगा प्यार वाली मंजिल तेरी  है कसम मेरी जान-ऐ-हसीन  चलता जाऊंगा चाहे जले ज़मीन इंतज़ार मेरा कुछ पल कर

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हलका फुलका बुलबुले सा लम्हा इधर उधर आसमान में उढ़ता मचलता नाचता रहता अपनी ही धुन का राही था  वो प्यारी सी  सुरीली  सी  नगमा सुर और ताल का वो टुकड़ा गीत और बोल गुनगुनाती  संगीत अपना सजाती थी  वो देखो आज वो छोटा सा लम्हा आके नगमे से है मिल रहा एक नया संसार रचाना चाहता खुद को यादगार बनाना चाहता है वो नगमा भी तो लम्हे को चाहती उसमें भर के उसको मधुर बनाके सदा बहार वाला राग रचा के रस वाला जीवन

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Sid~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In your stride, through the dunes ride me through, life's lovely tunes make the way, through the caves sail me through, life's troubled waves.. hold my breath in your heart make sure, we never part give me bliss, show me smiles fill my life, with sweet reprise touch me such, stroke me so love's aura on me bestow hold me such, embrace me so in your being, I

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kabhi to kahin to paunga mai khud ko tere jasbaatoon mein rahegi.. mere sang.. tu khil ke ... sang apne armaanoon ke ... likhenge .. hum kayi.. sunehri si khilkhilaati daastaanein ... Kabhi to kahin to .. zameen pe banayenge mahal jo dekhe hain apne khwaboon mein gayenge .. hum naye .. geet jo bikherenge rang taranoon mein... dogi tum.. mujhe kabhi.. har pal mein sang jeeney ke sau afsane...

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The first monument shattered ruins Once opulent and filled with dreams Wizardry of love brimming in you Mason rejuvenated a bastion new Monument lost buried behind a concealed tomb in dungeons of mind Bastion glorious flags uphold masts the faith mortar forever lasts Winds torrent strike faith emotions torment mortar breaks cracks emerge buttress crumbled egos surge bastion humbled Dusts

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It has been a very hectic three months and I have decided to end my self imposed hiatus from blogging. I made quite a few accquaintances and this is to apprise them of my return to this world with a new spirit, new mood and light.here's the new blog link:www.sidzreclaimed.blogspot.com

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It's been a journey in the true sense of the word, the last few months that is. During it's course I analysed my own self, understood the dark side that lay within me and worked towards freeing myself from it's clutches. I realised the need to send a facet of my character into hibernation, exile rather. The need arose from a simple revelation that I lacked the strength to uphold any form of new

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That day he parted ways from her. That day the structure of his strength gave up under fatigue. 5 years had passed since the day he had confessed his love to her, 9 since the day they became friends. He now needed support, having provided that to her for so long.... contd. ...He had confined himself to his room, with his laptop being his only "Companion". He had friends and friends who were near

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They had been very good friends for the last 3 years now and were only getting closer with every passing moment. Spending hours talking to each other on the phone was now a daily activity for them, a part of their routine. Ah! Those were the days of their sweet 16. Life seemed beautiful, almost perfect while they were making conversation. There was a certain innocence to it, the innocence of two

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Why is it said,"To err is human" ? Is it intended to give you a licence to commit mistakes,to take steps that lead to disasters ? We come across crossroads so many times in our lives and we always without exception know what is the right path,yet many a times we refrain from treading on it. The reasons can be many.They can be of avarice,of vanity,of weakness,of ego,of sheer lack of courage and

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It was a moment of great loss,her life filled with despairHe had departed from this realm,leaving behind an heirThe sindoor had been wiped off her,left was a pallid face..while she could still feel his touch,his comforting embrace..Her bangles were broken, but her tears were not wipedshe was stripped of all ornaments,while none saw the way she cried..they made her don bleached apparels,

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All you do is talk all the way...You consider it a liability, object to be given awaymake of it a burden,endorse it for just the right price,wanting to shrug it off your shoulders,put it on display..If the market is low, to dispose off,schemes you devise..You make her a commodity,market her countenancetreat her inferior,land a blow to her self confidence..take her for granted,make her pay for her

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The following lines are inspired from a small piece I read on Akshaya's blog. I lived today .. like everyday ...but life seemed to be better yesterday ..I thought of living the future in a better way...not happy with what had become of me today ...I lay desolate,waiting for the end of the day ..the clock stopped ticking ... and i lost track of today ....time passed,  kept me unaware, at bay ....

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These lines are a letter of advice to me by my dear father. I am attempting a translation here for the few readers of mine who do not understand Hindi. though this time it is just a translation in the form of a paragraph.. rather the gist of what has been conveyed above..~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~dil ki baat waqt pe suno ...(hear the voice of your heart

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yet another translation of a poem i wrote 3 years back ... as usual its nt better than the original .. I have tried to maintain the intensity .. don't know how far i succeeded...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I know not from where it comes,that which ails my heart..I see no end to it,every passing moment further burdens my heartthe ground beneath seems to

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The poem below was written on 8th-Aug-2003 while i was in the train on my way to my University.It was the first time i was going there.The poem is in hindi followed by a transliteration which will not be an exact one , for those who do not understand hindi...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Kaise main kahoon unse, tu mere liye kya hai.....Kaise main kahoon unse

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It had been a good Saturday for him, the meeting had gone well in the afternoon.Towards the evening he saw the two movies he had been waiting for since a long time.He always loved "Al Pacino", a big fan of his,he could watch any of his movies any number of times.It was around 1 am when he came out of the theatre.Bidding adieu to his friend he walked towards his other "love",his Karizma.There was

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First for some  news ;)I have been showered upon awards... :D First two from my new found Di(cess)...1)The Million Dollar Friend award2)The Blogroll Award here are the awards i received from gauri mathur :1) Brillante Weblog Premio-20082)Lifetime blogger friendThanks the two of you for your appreciation.. I will soon be awarding them to others ... next post ... hard decision..(considering all

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I wrote this poem on 14jan 2003... one of my earlier works... probably why nothing dark in it~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`I shall be there for you,forever and ever to comeTo be with you always,to be not two but onewalk with you through lanes ahead dark and sly,be with you through all your sorrows and strife.We shall show the world,the strength that lies,deep beneath our

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This is a translation of a Hindi poem I wrote in May 2004 ...Dusk was approaching the city covered by lights,there was commotion all around, hustle in someone's mind.Shadows cast by dark clouds encroached upon the sunlight,as he kept walking on a path that had been nothing but unkind.An ordinary man, he traveled on the less often traveled paths,but his destination was in someone's arms, his

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All that's left of my heart beat is only a throttled breath,An unknown inadequacy in my desires has taken birth..With the fuel of aspirations,on life's path does man ride,but the yearning to live itself seems to be beyond my heart's stride..It's not been a wretched life,many wishes have been rendered,but a prayer from within my heart always remained unanswered..To make one smile it takes only a

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Also on WordpressA foul quiet shattered as the breeze filled the midnight with an eerie howl,Both quiet and howl were deafening ,the land lay devoid of any soul.The moon was at its full in the sky,it's light immaculate milky white,Land bereft of it by such clouds,whose darkness was envied by the night.Suddenly rose a pandemonium piercing the night,from a graveyard nearby,His curiosity had landed

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Please click On the path of love.....

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I have moved to wordpress please click on the link below...http://descryingtheshadows.wordpress.com/2008/08/28/the-indian-education-system/

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Every moment that passes by,Holds your picture in my eyes..The thought of you does not go away,I love you, in my heart you stay…O! my love , it was an Utopian life,Free from discontentment and strife..I still feel the soothing sight of your smile,Feeling lost in paradise for a while..I wonder, how you made me a child,Brought out the mischief,let me go wild..I had transcended many worlds with you,

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Read this only and only if you can comprehend an India which is communal not by constitution, but by action.Read this if you have it in you take in the truth.Read this if you can leave aside idealistic thoughts and feel the pain of a people who lost their identity,else don't..it's a request. The Amarnath Holy Cave

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I saw the shadows of the day fading ...and the need for illumination rising,There was a fear of darkness spreading,as the darkest night ever threatened of falling...I had seen uncountable sinners in those shadows...sins so grave, deserved to be sent to the gallows,their conscience is still missing,guilt never follows,what good was it then sealing them up in burrows...I had fought for the victims,

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ok ! my patheticattempt at a competition held by visesh @http://visheshunni.wordpress.com/2008/08/03/order-and-beauty-contest/One moment led to a Buddha, a Gandhi, an OshO.Rendering them such power, a nation they could steeR.Depriving themselves form petty desires,their souls they freeDEnduring all odds, reached the highest pinnacles with easE.Reticence not being a virtue, words were their

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"We are not responsible for our heritage, but responsible for our actions and what we beget into this world"How often do we come across people raising hue and cry over "Culture" related issues ? Moral policing is another result of it and somehow i have never been able to figure out how correct the moral police itself is morally. If you come from a conservative family, talking at night over the

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Initially I cud not come up with a title but then a friend suggested a title i liked.. so shruti bansal thanks for naming it for me..Love lasts...Come what may..A cool breeze was blowing,the night was milky whiteclouds were on a break, stars were shining bright.the curtains fluttered often,breaking the silence of the night,they lay cuddled under the quilt, having turned off the light..He held her

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a day dawned and went by,giving way to a lonely nightthe stars were up , a crystal clear sky,with a full moon looking milky whitedew on the grass filled two eyesdepleted with hope, towards the skythe drops did fall as the ground bore sweat,with the burden of his grief, the fate he had metthe wind grew moist from the tears in his eyes..tears in memory of his love, heart and life.agony caused by

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That's it!!! I am bored.So i decide to do what I think I do best.Come up with cheesy lines.For the reader: "Please proceed at your own risk !! No derogatory comments will be entertained".THREE different proposals...!1)The cliched one: "When I look at you and the person that you are, I always realise that you are meant to be the "One" for me. You make my life perfect and I intend to be the same

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I had watched you smile,and cuddle with me,you had held me close, purged the sorrow in me.I had seen you cry,taken your tears away with me,you had made me a child,disinterred the innocence in me.Bad times had come and you saw other sides of me,You liked some,and prayed for some to leave meThere you were, by the side of me,changing so many things in me.Who you were,never concerned me,but you

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ek ghutan si reh gayi bas saansoon mein..ek anjaani si kami mehsoos ho rahi hai armaanoon mein...jeene ke liye tamanaaooon ki zaroorat hai magar ...jeene ki tamanaa hi nahi rehguzar dil ki panahoon mein..kai khwahishein puri hui hain meri..ek iltija abhi tak namanzoor reh gayi..hasne ke liye chand haseen lamhe hote hain kafi magarhasne ki wo ek fariyaad hi ko ansuna kar diya hai usne..tere saath

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It takes a mere glance to be enchanted,a mere peek to be fascinated,a mere look to get infatuated,a mere stare to get agitated,a mere wink to get labeled as a ruffian, a mere tear to get comfort,a mere look of defiance to get noticed...and i could go on and on and on and on and on...and on about what we can receive just by twitch of a muscle of our eyes.Eyes have been every poets object of praise

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Dear Kachri,Time off from my work ; thought of tickling you a bit! First things first - did you receive my mail on personality development ? Let me know.In the process of growing - mentally & physically - with age, emotional world also grows and finds its expression in certain ways: moments of joy, happiness and not lacking behind those of grief. Emotional world has many parameters and

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main aankhoon ke sahil pe basta hoon..udaas paani se rubaru hai meri...mai uske mol ko samajhta hoon..aisi uske saath yaari hai meri..tere daaman ko kinare se durbasane ki chah hai mujhme...kyunki paani mein jalne ke dard komain behttar samajhta hoon.aana mat mere aashiyaane ke paaas..tujhe nahin maalummai kaise kaise sailaab dabaa rakha hoon;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~mai chal raha

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I live in a worldgoverned by reasoning & emotions,I know not how they synergise,I can see only corrosion.For every decision to be made,in my mind there is commotion,Whether to trust reason or follow my heart ?I have neither answers nor notions .Both seem to be important,Am often left desolate in ambivalence.Just when the weight shifts towards one side,Difference in perception brings back the

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tere hoonthoon ki nami ko apne saath leke,unpe sharbati ehsaas chod jaoonga.. tere badan ki narmi mein simat kar apne saansoon ki garmahat chod jaoongateri aankhoon ki gehraiyoon mein sama kar apni ulfat ki tasveer chod jaoonga teri ek muskurahat ko leke ..tere jahaan ko jannat bana jaaonga

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main tere se dil ka haal bayaan karooon to kaise karoon..khoya hua hai wo gardishoon mein uska deedar karvaoon to kaise karvaoon..mere armaan ki tadap ka ehsaas dilaoon to kaise dilaaon..tujhse har baat samajhne ki umeed rakhta hoon to kaise samjhaoon..main khud hi bikhar raha hoon tujhse gila bhi karoon to kya karoon..neend bhi zalim ho gayi hai,ek pal chain paane ka khwaab bhi dekhoon to kaise

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laya hoon ankahi...ajnabi si pyaar ki ek pankhadi....khwaboon mein rehguzar hogi jo,aisi hi..ek pankhadipheroonga usko main tere tan pe,O parihalki si chuan se ,badan ki tilmilan se aayegi ek hasigulab ki panhadiyon jaise tere laboon pelaya hoon aise pal...simta ke teri aahoon meinjo khule to failey charoon aur mastiyaan..sunahre kalpanaon ko bhi wo sharmajayegitere mahekoon se saje...honge pal,

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Khuda main unke armanoon ko apne dil ke aashiyaane mein sajaa leta..unke har ek khwaab ko haqueeqaat bhi bana deta..unke har lamhe ko haseen nazaaroon se rang deta..ulfat ki shama ko sada roshan karne waali ek daastaan racha deta..agar khuda tu...sirf ek baar meri dhadkanoon ko naseeb ki bandish se rihaee baksh deta

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It was a fine morning and i was running on time.I reach my office and realise that the day is 14th august.How i realise that ? I see them distributing our national flag and pin at the reception asking us to wear it on.Being the rebel i am, i don't wear it nor do i take it.The above act of mine engenders a discussion between me and my colleague Tarun . In the discussion i raise issues pertaining

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"Be careful ". "Ok mom, I will be" and i raced off on my bike to meet a couple of friends on necklace road in Hyderabad. In my hurry, or rather carelessness I had forgotten to put on my helmet and as fate would have it, I was apprehended by the traffic police guys and pulled over to the side of the road. The scene described in these few lines is not uncommon, infact i feel most of the riders

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I write today a story of two songs..one ringing life in , other death's gongsthe former, has many forms and is aliveit has happiness, surprise, routine and strife.it flows in our moments memories and veins..it gives us a kaleidoscope of pains and gains.it engenders avarice and redeems our desires..it has many vendors and a lot many buyers..the song flows eternally,leaving us behind,and a sting

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SEX EQUALITY..now please don't mistake me for a male chauvinist. What i have presented below are merely a set of views which can be termed as gratuitous but still i would like to name them the result of my deliberations.I take my culture ,traditions and religion into picture and try hard but yet fail to condone the way in which women are praised and given a status far greater than that of man.

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a day dawned and went by, giving way to a lonely nightthe stars were up , a crystal clear sky, with a full moon looking milky whitedew on the grass filled two eyes depleted with hope, towards the skythe drops did fall as the ground bore sweat,

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Spirituality is undoubtedly the shibboleth of all religions.They are like trees,when i say trees, i mean trees of the same kind,which have the same attributes but grow out to be very different from each other in terms of the fruits they bear or look they don.However,I am not here to discuss universal brotherhood or concept of one religion.What interests me more is one of the philosophies of the

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My heart's going heavy, life's becoming a burden....I know that,which haunts me, why my spirits are broken...I shiver in shame, under the cold feeling of repentance..i bear the fruits of contrite, makin a mole of a death sentence....I stand

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During those moments when life's going down.our eyes are raised and we look around..to spend a day with the fairy of our passions and dreams..a day when we don see n think but live those dreams and that is why we look for love in shadows of lifewhen all there is, is a tear in our eye..but the secret of love is something else,elsewhere it liesit doesnt matter what and how much you get,less or more

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I shall be there for you, for ever and ever to come..Lead you out of darkness towards the sun..To a life of bliss, free from care..We shall spread it all around with a lot to spare..Ah..the beauty and love..it shall be a time divine..A time of happiness, when thou art mine..My heart's been troubled and has been scared..But now i know for you only,it had always prayed..I know now, even if our

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"the road extends till the horizon,every detour's a cul-de-sac, every step a new burdenseasons shall change and so shall my liasonsthey shall each build in my heart their own bastions...a very few shall be sordid, many winsomeeach shall make me a better person,prove wholesomei shall be moulded by them all through my lifemade humble in joy and unfathomable in strife.....but the journey shall have

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Love, it is said is a very divine feeling and in the very short span of life that i have lived i have tried to explore this divinity and comprehend it's attributes. The process took a lot out of me, emotionally, and left me at a point where i was compelled to believe that, there existed no other entity in this world that could be juxtaposed with love and declared analogous to it. I attempt here

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Four years have come to and end...rather an end of an era..my engg. life !!!!people are busy organising get to gethersa ,farewells and other stuff..Many getting emotional about the whole thing and have tears in their eyes..All this happening and i maintain a frigid face. No room for any expression of sorrow or grief. I stand amongst them, as though i am unfathomable by such attachments and i

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deewanoon ke dil ka haal humse na poocho...tumhara dekh ke darr jate hain..shama kyon jala jala ke marti hai parvane ko.... tumhara kissa dekh ke jaan jaate hain..

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lady moonlight,guide me through the darkness, all my lifethrough the night,towards the golden morning,away from strifelady moonlight,show me the way to the goal of my lifevisions of which haunt my mind and fill my eyeslady moonlight,teach me, forever there wont be sunlightand on my path of life many thorns will liesome peircing my heart and stealing my smilecasing me agony,not letting me rest,

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gardish mein chaye chaand taare aaj hulchul kar rahe hain.... tujhko mere dil mein saansoon ki jagah dhadakte dekh aaj vo bhi jal rahe hain...meeri aankhoon ke noor mein tera hi tasavvur jhalak raha hai...teri ulfat meri rooh mein jeevan ban ke panap rahi hai..tujhko paakar humne raatoon mein bhi noor hi paya sanam..teri dua se,aaj

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aapka deedar hua subah rangeen sama deewaana sa lagta hai...khush na hoiye,ek nazar idhar bhi daliye,aankhoon pe hamare barah number ka chashma lagta hai...

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Bada hi anokha hota hai dil, har pal jo dhadakta hai dil. Jaane kitni khwahisheen rakhta hai dil, kitni aahein bharta hai dil. Na jaane kyon bhara bhara sa rehta hai dil, jaane kis liye tadapta hai dil.. Jane kya hota hai dil, kyon bebas karta hai dil. Jane kyon hota hai aisa dil, kyon vash mein karke rakhta hai dil. Jane kyon saansoon ko kayam rakhta hai dil, kyon rishtoon mein ulajhta hai dil.

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Na jaane kyoon, nahin mahek rahi hai kali bahaar ki.. Na jaane kyoon, nahin beh rahi paavan pavan pyaar ki. Ki gul kabhi khila to tha, aur chaie thi rut basanth bahaar ki. Ki jhoomti hava chali to thi, aur layi thi zameen pe mahek mere pyaar ki. Na jaane kyon, khali reh gaya paimana wo sharab ka. Na jaane kyoon, Nakabposh ho gayi wo chamak shabab ki. Ki pyaas to lagi hi thi, aur bhara hua maiaana

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The night was calm with a starlit skyThe search for the moon, lurked hither thither in his eyesHe searched for a clear view in a dwindling milky wayBlurred by the tears which filled his eyes and rolled awayDejected he sat,still staring at the skyas the silence grew thicker and clouds came byThe moon lost in oblivion,even the starlight was goneThe night grew darker around him,leaving him

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Ajab yeh dil ki ranjishein hain...na jaane kahaan strotra inka !nahin bharta ji ab maikadoon se,paimana khali pada hai dil ka.Guzarte hue pal lagte hain bhari,Jeevan ke safar ka anth nahin dikhta.Kadmoon ke neeche rahein dagmaga rahi,Apne saaki ka sahaara bhi nahin milta.Aankhoon mein kashishoon ke ghere,aansoon ban ab beh rahe hain...Mann ki khwahishoon ke aashiyaane,Jaane kahaan kho gaye hain..

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Ki andhere mein chiraag jalaane nikle the,Ghar apna jaala aaye..Khud hi apne haathoon se,apne yaar ka gala daba aaye

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kacchi kali todi nahin jaati,puraani mohabbatein chodi nahin jaatiwaqt ki har karvat pe,zindagi ki raahein modi nahin jaatiek baar kuch khone pe,phir paane ki umeed choi nahin jaatikuch khwahishoon ke peeche,apni manzilien bhulai nahin jaatigam-e-dil ke saayoon meinapni parchaiyaan khoi nahi jaatikhud hi apne haathoon se ,ulfat ki nayya duboi nahin jaatilakh koshish karein diljale,uski schhaie

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Life is beautiful, if you make it for some one .Life is full of joys if you give them to someone .Life is all you need , if you make that "SOMEONE" your life.

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Suraj ko dekhta hoon main..kabhi chupta hai baadloon mein,to kabhi grahan lagta hai us par..Chaand bhi aata hai aankhoon ke daaiyre mein..Khoya hua sa lagta hai raat ki tanhaiyon mein,to kabhi amavas ki dasha lagti us par..Aisi hi kuch baatein hain is dil mein..kabhi nikhar uthti hai jaise phool barkha mein..to kabhi khwahishoon mein kho jaati anamika ban kar..

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Hasa kiya kar yunhi ki teri chanchalta, jene ka ehsaas dilati hai....Teri aankhoon mein hoke oojhal meri saansein, dhadakte dil ko sehlati hai...Mera haath tham kar sang chalte rehna yuhi,

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kamal ke laboon ke ras ko pine ki pyaas hoti hai,maut ka khauff bhala kis bhawnre ko hota hai.aashiq ki nazrein to husn ko tarshti hain,umr ka takaaza kis kambakht ko karna hota hai .

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EK JHONKA HO,MADDHAM MADDHAM AATE HO ,CHUPKE CHUPKE CHALE JAATE HO.EK ANOOTHI PAHELI HO,NA AAP SULAJHTI HO, NA KABHI BUJHATI HO....

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KAI ROSHAN MEHFILOON KA NOOR HAI TU, MAAHTAAB SE DHULI HUI MURAT HAI TUJO CHAKOR KO BHI CHAAND BHULA JAAYE , EK AISI BALA KI KHOOBSOORAT HAI TU.

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phoolon ki mahek ko,teri aankhoon ki sharmo haya ne pheeka kiya... baaton ki shararat ne,halki si muskurahat se dil ko halka kiya.

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TERI SAANSOON MEIN MAINE APNE JEEVAN KO CHAAHAT KE EK PAL KI TARAH GUZARA HAI,TERI BAHOON MAIN MAINE APNE DIL KE HAR ARMAAN KO SAVAARA HAI.TERE VISHWAAS KE BAL PE HUMNE AHLE-DUNIYA KO LALKAARA HAIJO MIL JAYE TERA SAATH TO , TERI ULFAT MEIN "MAUT " BHI HUMKO GAVAARA HAI

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SAMUNDAR KI LEHROON PE SAVAAR CHUNE NIKLE THE CHAAND KO, TERI AANKHOON KE SAAHIL PE AA GIRE. JAB KABHI DAGMAGAYE KADAM JEEVAN KI RAH PE, TAB TERE AAGHOSH KE SAAYE MEIN AA GIRE

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It is the 24th of september 2006. HIs highness, The President of India is visiting SASTRA deemed university.the security arrangements have been made and admit cards for students issued.An aura of excitement and emphatic spirits is all around.The "junta" gears up to meet and hear the great man speak.In midst of all this excitement,i lay like a couch potato in my room,only there is no couch but a

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