May 18, 2011

15-May 2011 ---------- E Day !!!!!!!!!!

A long Q/A
A saree
A Jewellery
A Bangle
A Watch
A Time
A change !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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Kuchh is tarah teri palkein meri palkon se mila de !!!!!!!

Kuchh is tarah teri palkein meri palkon se mila de
Aansu tere saare meri palakon pe saja de

Tu har ghadi har waqt mere saath raha hain
Haan ye jism kabhi door kabhi paas raha hain
Jo bhi ghum hain ye tere unhe tu mera pata de
Kuchh is tarah teri palkein meri palkon se mila de
Aansu tere saare meri palakon pe saja de

Mujhko ko to tere chehare pe ye ghum nahi jhachta
Jaayiz nahi lagta mujhe ghum se tera rishta
Sun meri guzarish ise chehare se hata de
(kuchh is tarah teri palkein meri palkon se mila de
Aansu tere saare meri palakon pe saja de)


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May 7, 2011

Hope Vibrates !!!!!!!!!!!!

Hope vibrates !!!!!!!!!

Is it bcoz of the past consequences or due to the future expectation? Fate can answer only this and that ! But what about the color of my hope? is it similar with the color of dream? What are the qualities of my hope ? Is it similar with the qualities of yours ?

I know not about the color and qualities.The one thing i know is just a hope vibrates in the string of a painful life. I know not where it will take me, to an another wilderness may be . Oh, i deeply felt pity for my hope.

With such a low, faint and noisy hope, how will i move? where i will move? when the time will come and change the vary nature of my hope ? I know not.......

But today the sensation of the vibration composed a new tune for my hope. Oh, my lips trembling to read it aloud but the tune has a known fragrance known to my foolish heart. Oh , my heart is busy in beating for others.

Who will express the known fragrance of the tune?

At the stroke of midnight hour when the world is asleep, i woke up to know about the fragrance of the tune.But hardly i have words to describe the aura of the known fragrance !!!!!!!!


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Is she a wild dream?

Just that a better little world of happiness exist somewhere else, here i am able to feel the changing stroke of sensation. Holding the little pile of lump sugar with salty teary eyes trying to rebel against the law of nature. Today , i realize the only good human being is one hidden somewhere in the corner of the better world. The more i tried to know, the far she tried to find a reason to go away. After the sunset and before the pre dawn, she squeezed my nerve and forced me to cock a dooodle-doo doodle-doo.

In the teeth of every difficulty, wearing the cotton of loyalty and obedience, with her dangerous character, inspire my inner being and reveal the secret of hidden self.


From the bitterly hard weather to the sweet soft weather, she broke down all my negative senses into a positive one.huh.......!!!!!!!!!!!

In the dark of every midnight, wearing the petals of sweetness and happiness, with her charming character, inspire my inner being and reveal the secret of hidden self.

Is she a wild dream ? or is she a graceful dream ?


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May 2, 2011

"Sweet Fragrance name JASMINE"

“Sweet fragrance name JASMINE”

Borne inside the dark cozy room, Holding the elegance and style of sorrow;
Wearing the linen of Innocence,
Creating the image of a painful world,
wrapped up completely on a secure and a protective arm.


With enough tidbits of obstacles; the thoughts of Mind and heart,
Blend with an ounce of afraid and risk.
Jumped into the puddle of refreshing mock tail;
to enjoy the fantasy of simple pleasure of flying.
covered herself to touch the wings of a soaring flying bird.


With the burden of trembling feet; the emotions of Mind and heart,
Embellish with an Emerald of dream and desire.
Keep the scattered white shell into an empty pocket;
to hear the harmony of simple pleasure of life.
dared enough to feel the ecstasy and excitement of an unnamed feeling.

From the naked jasmine to the fearful jasmine to the blooming jasmine;
The delightful pure white color of her.
From the toe of the root to the hair of the stem;
The vivid sweet fragrance of her.
From the twisted lip of the flying bird to the squeezed nerve of the cage bird;
Engrossed life with the melody of memoirs.

a sweet fragrance named“Jasmine”!!!!!


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