यह नदी है !!

नदिया की धार जब बहती है ,

जीवन का गीत सुनाती है,

एक नवीन माधुर्य संग मे अपने,

यह चंचला बहा कर लाती है||

सो जाती है पर्वत की ओत मे ,

चंदा  से भी बतलाती है,

कभी मंद मंद सी बहती है,

कभी उत्कल आलाप सुनाती है ||

एक बूँद छिटक कर कभी जो,

नदिया से उड़ कर जाती है,

ले जाती है पवन पार उसे, 

मेघों से फिर मिलवाती है ||

संग बादल जब बूँद मिले तो,

नदी रूप नया पा जाती है,

न्यौता पा कर धरा से फिर,

मेघों की बारातें आती है,

उमड़-घुमड़  जब बरसे  मेघा,

उमड़-घुमड़ जब बरसे मेघा,

कृषक घर हरियाली छा जाती है ||

होता है हर खेत संपन्न,

धरा समृद्ध हो  जाती है,

यह ही वह कहानी है ,

जो हर लहर हमें सुनती है,

नदिया की धार जब बहती है,

जीवन का गीत सुनती है ||

बारिश की बूँदें

रिमझिम रिमझिम बारिश की बूँदों ने घाट भिगोया है

रिमझिम रिमझिम बारिश की बूँदों ने तन मन धोया है

पावन शीतल सी बूँदों ने अरमानो की नींद जगाई है

यह धरा बहुत ही सुन्दर है बस वही सुन्दरता दर्शायी है

एक बात बहुत ही अटपटी सी मन मे जरा खटकती थी

जब धरा कराहती थी सूखे से तब बारिश क्यूँ नहीं होती थी

वह बात समझ अब आई है जब धरती चीखती है कराहती है

वेदना जब शिर्ष्टि की बदलो के कर्ण मे गूंज जाती है

मेघ का भी तरुण ह्रदय जब फट जाता है

एक अलौकिक आडम्बर बारिश को ले आता है

रिमझिम रिमझिम बारिश की बूँदें तब बिखर जाती है

सूखी  सूखी धरा भी तब एक नव जीवन पा जाती है

रिमझिम रिमझिम बारिश की बूँदें घाट भिगो कर जाती है,

रिमझिम रिमझिम बारिश की बूँदें तन मन धो जाती है ||

माँ

सर पर हाथ रख कर, 

वो तेरा प्यार से सहलाना,

माथा मेरा चूम कर,

मुझे ममता से नहलाना,

सब याद आता है, सब बीता हुआ जमाना |

वो गुस्सा भी तेरा प्यार से दिखलाना,

वो प्यार भी तेरा बस आँखों से छलकाना,

वो मेरा "माँ... माँ" कह कर कहीं गोद मे छिप जाना,

सब याद आता है, सब बीता हुआ जमाना |

याद है मुझे मेरी हार मे तेरा कराहना,

याद यह भी है तेरा मेरी जीत मे जी जाना,

कभी बनना मेरी गुरु कभी प्रिय सखा बन जाना,

  सब याद आता है सब बीता हुआ जमाना |

आज फिर मुझको तेरा एक सहारा चाहिए था,

पैरो पर चल सकता हूँ इस मन को चाहिए था,

तेरा विश्वास मेरे विश्वास को दिशा दे जाये,  

मुझे तेरा हाथ मेरे काँधे पर चाहिए था, 

याद है मुझको तेरा,मेरा मनोबल बढ़ाना,

सब याद आता है सब बीता हुआ जमाना ||

Happy Mother's Day !! 

lets handle it Electrically...

How developed a nation can be??. There are no obvious limits to this.

How awesome life can be in an DEVELOPED nation??  none can even imagine ...

How a guy from overcrowded, over-occupied,totally encroached and perfectly mishandled nation will react in that developed nation??   its visible on the streets when he is failed by his own instincts of all muddle-headed doings and unmanageable idiosyncrasy...totally unplugged :) :)

That's what would have happened to me.. if I were have happened to be from any country other then India, i am not kidding man...I as an indian know how to manage things when we are not supposed to manage them at all, so here when i had to manage, i did it in the best way.

I am in a nation where, few things are so complicated that they are done using only human intervention, others "lets handle it electrically"....

and I am in a nation where, few things are so complicated that they need human intervention but are NOT ALLOWED to have any to save someone else's time, and who is he/she.. God only can say "Dude even i dont know..."

You have remote for everything to switch on and off the home appliances let it be anything..and when we say anything its everything and every damn and dumb thing.. and that entails the names like.. doors, lights,ac,floor  heaters, speakers of your room, others room, neighbours room, and adjoining nations too...

A click can  open the lid, can blow cool breeze to dry it up for you,can clean the whole mess up for you...and FLUSH it too.... so its good..right...to Handle it electrically...hahahahahaha...  dekhna shock na lag jaye..

पता न चला.......

वक़्त का बहना एक बात जायज़ है,

बह गया कब पता न चला,

हम तो अभी बस कल ही मिले थे,

कब वक़्त गुजरा पता न चला,

अभी तो बाकी थी पूरी रात हमारी,

कब हुआ सवेरा पता न चला,

क्यूँ यूं भागी थी घडी की सुइयां,

हमे तो उस सफ़र का पता न चला,

वो पहली बार एक गुमनाम हंसी थी,

वो तेरा मेरा साया बनना पता न चला,

कभी न दिल दुखाया है तेरा,

कभी जो दुखाया तो पता न चला,

मैं तो पागल था मानता हूँ यह भी,

तुझे क्यूँ इस वक़्त का पता न चला,

क्या तू भी बस खोया था मुझमे,

जो इस सफ़र का पता न चला.....

भूल गए........

ठहर गया जो यादों का,

उस पानी को धोना भूल गए,

एक पल हम दूर यूं हुए,

वे नाम हमारा भूल गए,

हमने तो हर साख पर,

एक गीत नया सजाया था,    

तारीफें हुई पेड़ो किं, वे, 

साखों को तो भूल गए,

जब कहना  भी कुछ काम न आया,

तो हम सुनना भूल गए,

वो आँखों की सारी  बातें एक,

चुप्पी मे सारी बोल गए,

ऐसा भी क्या था मंजिल मे,वे,

सफ़र की बातें भूल गए,

हम गाते रहे उनके ही गीत,

वे हमारे नाम के अलफ़ाज़ भूल गए| 

गति,शहर की....

सड़कें यहाँ की भी चलती नहीं,

बहती शहर की सड़क तेज है|

यहाँ की हवा का तो पता नहीं,

जिंदगी शहर की दौड़ती तेज है|

शहर के पेड़ों के पत्तो की आवाज़ ??

शहर में पैसे की खनक तेज है|

एक चीख ही काफी होती है मुझको,

शहर की चीखों की गूँज तेज है|

ख्वाबों मे मैने बहुत देखा था, सोचा था,

अशलियत मिली विपरीत, फिर भी तेज है|

गति से मेरा वास्ता तो ना था लेकिन,

इस नदी के संग मेरी नौका भी तेज है|

इस नदी के संग मेरी नौका भी तेज है|

झूठ के देश मे जी रहा हूँ,

झूठ के देश मे जी रहा हूँ,
यह किस वेश मे जी रहा हूँ,
यहाँ प्रचलित है मिथ्या बस,
मैं किस आवेश मे जी रहा हूँ,
झूठ के देश मे जी रहा हूँ||


संकुचित हूँ कुहासे मे जी रहा हूँ,
जीवन बना है बिसात चौसर की,
शत्रु के पासे पर जी रहा हूँ,
कुंठित भावनाओं के वश मे जी रहा हूँ,
झूठ के देश मे जी रहा हूँ,
यह किस आवेश मे जी रहा हूँ ||

when we got it upright.... :P

hey all....hi..., and i wanna make sure in the begining tht all thru the journey tht is jus going to take off I vil try to keep the things STRAIGHT and will be practising the same uptill the end and after tht too...
why am i being like this in the first few lines of this blog entry...mann... u all will educate urself abt this, pretty soon... wht the other guys of my company call "oh my god that was yukkkkkkkk"...

so the tale begins with we 4 normal regular indians frm the breed of "lets party" animals of the overexploited species of young software engineers body shopped to the country where people are so reserved and afraid about talking things that mom tells her kids  to "be careful"  when they go and ask their mom "hey mom do u hve any instruction for us???"  "we are going to the drawing room for a walk"

yeah i m not kidding guys.. its true... abt this place....
if u see someone here laughing out loudly thn be sure he is not the citizen of this country and if in any case he is by his badluck thn the govt will ship him out of this country as soon as possible..may be by next public laugh he makes...

hmm.. ok rest all i vil tell u later first my story...so its abt a trip to the night club in the city of "we live in mute mode" country...it was a nice awesome.. refreshing....tempting....naughty..provocating..raunchy..rousing..enticing..   ohh sorry sorry.. i lost the track..sorry... i am talking about FRIDAY night dont get me wrong....its jus about friday..no other human thing related to it... got it.. ok...
so we 4 planned to go to a night club here... the name is SHAMPOO yeh and mind it.. its a night club not a massage centre... yeaha....goooood..but being new to this place...we thought of taking the help of the veterans here who hve made some good 3-4 trips to this country, so we approached one of our seniors here and gathered all the info about the night club. Info provided was as given below:

1> its a very big night club.. and full value for money.. mann we are indians .. we need value for money in everything we put our money in right jus fun is not everything..
2> the DJ is awesome there.. u might not b able to make out which song the guy is playing but the awesomeness of the music beats will make u touch the grooves and make the moves....
          tht was a big motivation for me  as i love dancing and u can ask all those guys who had my dance in their marriage funerals  arey BARAAT rey....  :P :P
3>Gals...will be there.. but they look down on indians as "chhi chhi.. brown people..."
  but u can oogle at them and they dont complain.. good na.. right thts what we all thot.. "who gives a damn to wht gals think.. we need a free license for oogling at the "only beautiful mistake GOD commited"....

So all these  info bytes were enuf for us to make us think why not lets rock the floor of SHAAMPOO..so here we are..
we planned out our friday accordingly and left early frm the office at around 7 pm because we had to reach shampoo at 12 midnight. right...
and in the mean time enquired about the entry fee. it was jus about 400 rupees in indian currency.. and in tht u hve free beer and some awesome and nice salad kind of thing..so tht too is tempting..  "sala 400 rupye mey aur kya chahiye yaar.. beer h night club h and bandiyaan taapo" in the words of one of my senior...

during all this we also got a feel of increasing indian population as our group head-count also increased as being an indian we took good care of one thing tht we shud properly PUBLISH to the whole world tht we are GOING TO SHAMPOO.....so finally we were .............................
.........................NINE.. yeah u got it right... we nine guys in a group went to a night club.. for free beers and sight seeing.. :P ;)
Did u jus think "what abt dancing??" .. man dancing is something tht every indian is good at..and no doubts we really dance awesome... and i m not joking.. coz tht night we all njoyed only one thing tht was dancing.. tht too on the tracks tht we never heard before.. :)  i m happy... for being an indian....

yeah so now we are all set........
leaving for shampoo...
we hired 3 taxis for shampoo....reached there.. and when we all gathered there on the main door... hehe.. people there were like.. "hmmm hmmm hmmm #@$#$#$$# #$$%$%$" (we dont understand their language rey...)
"Abey chalo lift aa gayi h  guso saalo jaldi jaldi" our senior who was in a kind of hurry to hit the floor
when we all adjusted in a single lift with 3-4 citizens of tht country too.. mann let me give this country a name.. hmm.. ok frm now onwards the country name is "CHAPEDEA" and citizens are chapedians.. kool..
yeah so when 9 indians + 4 chapedian were there in a single lift.. eye brows raised and questions came... ""where r u frm?? "  asked a chapedian
"Hindustan" ans popped..
where??  asked chapedian again
INDIA.. we told....
ohh INDIA .. good good.... was the reply...
Chapedian : "going to SHAMPOO??"
9 hindustani: "yeah...saale chapedian"
Chapedian : "@#@#@#$%$%#$@$"  (something to his friends)
hum hindustani  : "hans lo beta boochnaath....."  greeting with a smile...

Chapedian : "did u book the room??"
room.. wht kind of room??? mann i had no idea and i think tht was wat the main reason few guys were so excited.. there was something else to the story.. might be a hidden truth about the biggest conspiracy theory of the world to tarnish Manish's PURITY.. really mann.. i was nonplussed...i had no clue..
WHY the tharki looking chapedian.. asked abt the room????

what happens in the room??
what is so special  abt the room tht he jus enquired abt the room??

now i was more like... hmm.. lets chk the reality bite abt the night club??

we went there.....wht we did inside the night club is nothing.. but wht they did to us is very important to kno for u all....

they.. they.. jus.. yeah they jus... spoiled all the dreams of our seniors.....and the seasoned campaigners who were so excited about going to the night club.......were heartbroken...the beer there was.. like water with 2 days old lemonade.... the gals there were like..."the average looking mistakes of the god" and the DJ there.. haha.. he was not the DJ but a living PJ... pathetic jockey....
but to add insult to the misery....tht day in the club was .. the day for the MALE STRIPTEASE.
and tht was the last thing to do.. in my life.....to see a GUY..shedding it all to..show us something tht will haunt us for rest of our life and will always.. make us say.. "PLEASE GUYS LETS KEEP IT STRAIGHT".....

Thats all about the shampoo night club...

will come back with something new when i vil see something new.. till thn...

KEEP THE THINGS STRAIGHT.......atleast for me....for gods sake...guyss pleaseeeeeee...

सूर्य सफ़र

स्वछन्द निस्पक्ष निरपेक्ष निर्भीक,

पुण्य सत्य की साहस सीख,

ऐसा ही कुछ कहता है,

सूरज पूरब से चढता है....

भीसन गर्जन, पावन बर्षण ,

तपन तपन, एक वाष्पित मन,

सर्द सुबहों को सहलाता है,

सूरज आसमान चढ जाता है...

शांत मृदुल, नवनीत नमन,

संग लालिमा, एक सुन्दर कांचन ,

एक योधा यूं सो जाता है,

सूरज पश्चिम मे खो जाता है ...

एक वन मे थे दो यार बसे ...

एक बार की बात है

एक वन मे थे दो यार बसे ...

एक हमारे गधर्भ महाराज ,

और एक अश्वराज बसे ...

गधे हमारे महाराज के बड़े अनोखे ठाठ थे ...

पूँछ उनकी सोने की ... चांदी के सारे दांत थे ...

वँही हमारे अश्वराज ..सीधे साधे सचे थे ..

एक घर के आम से ,बड़े मेहनती बचे थे ...

अश्वराज के लिए जहाँ कॉलेज की फीस भारी थी ...

गधे हमारे "देंचुमल" की उस ही college मे दाखिले की तैयारी थी ...

मेहनत करके रात और दिन ,अश्वराज तीखे तीव्र चालाक बने ..

वँही हमारे गधे दोस्त के ,4 साल मे अंक कूल पचास बने ..

अब आखिरी दौड़ का वक़्त था . और गति का ही नाम था ..

ऐसी घूड-दौड़ मे फिर ,भला गधों का क्या काम था ...

कर भोचक्का सबको गधे ने ..

घुड-दौड़ मे नाम लिखावाया था ...

यह ही माया है JACK की बन्दे ...

घुड-दौड़ मे गधे को भी जितवाया था ...

मैं जीवन जीता जाता हूँ .......

                                  

                                                          कोहरे की चादर मे,
                                                         सूर्य किरण की ...

                                                         शिकारी से छुपते ,

                                                         सहमे हिरन की ....

                                                         जीवन के गहरे ,

                                                         डूबते चरण की ...

                                               हर बात की गाथा गता हूँ ...

                                               मैं जीवन जीता जाता हूँ ..

                                               मैं जीवन जीता जाता हूँ ..

यह सड़क आगे जा कर टूट जाती है ..

आगे  जा कर यह सड़क टूट जाती है ,

कभी सड़क नाली मे ,

कभी नाली सड़क पर आ जाती है ...

ठेकेदारों को मिलती है दौलत हमारी ,

हमारे पास बस किच्चड़ मिट्टी रह जाती है .....

आगे जा कर यह सड़क टूट जाती है .....

अजीब लोकतंत्र की सड़क है, हर मौसम मे बिखर जाती है ,

कैसा यह अचम्भा है की लोकतंत्र से इतनी बदबू आती है ....

आगे जा कर यह सड़क टूट जाती .... पास हमारे किच्चड़ मिट्टी रह जाती है ........

आगे जा कर यह सड़क टूट जाती है ...

..

Put the GLASS Down.....

Professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in it. He held it up for all to see & asked the students
"How much do you think this glass weighs?"

'50gms!' ..... '100gms!' .....'125gms' ...the students answered.

.

"I really don't know unless I weigh it," said the professor, "but, my question is:

What would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?"

'Nothing' …..the students said.

'Ok what would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?' the professor asked.

'Your arm would begin to ache' said one of the student

"You're right, now what would happen if I held it for a day?"

"Your arm could go numb, you might have severe muscle stress & paralysis & have to go to hospital for sure!"
….. ventured another student & all the students laughed

"Very good.

But during all this, did the weight of the glass change?"
asked the professor.

'No'…. Was the answer.

"Then what caused the arm ache & the muscle stress?"

The students were puzzled.

"What should I do now to come out of pain?" asked professor again.

"Put the glass down!" said one of the students

"Exactly!" said the professor.

Life's problems are something like this.
Hold it for a few minutes in your head & they seem OK.

Think of them for a long time & they begin to ache.
Hold it even longer & they begin to paralyze you. You will not be able to do anything.

It's important to think of the challenges or problems in your life,
But EVEN MORE IMPORTANT is to 'PUT THEM DOWN' at the end of every day before You go to sleep..

That way, you are not stressed, you wake up every day fresh &strong & can handle any issue, any challenge that comes your way!


So, when you leave office today,

Remember friend to
'PUT THE GLASS DOWN TODAY! '

when we started.....

its jus a matter of time when someone brings in a change...
even when u r most adamant to b the as usual the same..
but here it happens things fall out of ur hand....
no matter good or bad.. but u change all over again...

so perfectly thought and religiously re-framed....
u r not the one.. the historically insane.....
ever-ever u walked careless, every time he got it rain...
i think ..i believe... its for good.. u needed this change.....