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Agar Main..?

Agar Main Insaan Nahi Patthar Hota

Mera Dil Bhi Uski Ki Tarah Ve Raham Hota

Na Koi Saathi Na Koi Sanam Hota

Na Koi Khushi Na Koi Gum Hota

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Na Dil Machlta Yun Tanhayi Main

Na Dil Lagane Ka Gum Hota

Na Hota Toofaam Ke Aane Ka Darr

Na Mausam Ka Koi Asar Hota

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Raat Kitni Bhi Kaali Kyun Na Hoti

Mera Dil Na Kabhi Naram Hota

Suraj Itni Aag Barsayega

Yeh Soch Ke Na Dil Kabhi Naram Hota

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Kabhi Milte Kisi Se Toh Kuch Iss Tarah

Na Unko Na Humko Kabhi Bichad Ka Gum Hota

Apni Hi Ek Duniya Basatey Kaheen Veerane Main

Na Kisi Ke Aane Ki Kushi Na Jaane Ka Gum Hota

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Chahe Jitney Sitam Karti Ye Duniya

Mera Hausala Na Kabhi Kam Hota

Insaano Ki Duniya Main Rah Kar Abb Maine Yeh Jana Hai

Kitna Achha Hota Agar Main Insaan Nahi Patthar Hota

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Here I am attaching the English version of this post for them who are unable to read this post in Hindi—This Translation done our co-blogger JAY’S, i am really thankful to him and I am sure other will too after reading this—

If I were not a human, but a stone
My heart would also be cold like his.
Without a partner or a Lover
Without happiness or sadness.

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My heart wouldn’t jump with joy in loneliness
Nor would I feel any sadness in love.
I wouldn’t be scared of storms
Nor would the change of weather affect me.

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However dark the night may be
My heart would never be soft.
The thought of the fury of the suns fire
Would also not soften this heart.

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If I met someone like this
Neither would they nor I feel sad about separation.
I would have dwelt in my own world
And neither would have felt happiness or sadness at someones arrival.

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However much this world would do injustice
My courage would never be lessened.
Having lived in the human world I have learnt
How nice it would be, to be a stone rather than a human.

(Last journey of loving soul — Surya)

Koi toh sandesh, hamare naam ka choda hota

Jana tha itni door, toh pahle dil toh toda hota

Chale the jindgi ki raah main humare humsafar banke

Yeh saath itna chota hai pahle bola toh hota

Khusiyan toh bahut di aapne humko

Itna gahra gum doge kabhi bola toh hota

Aadat si ho gayi thi aapki, iss jindgi main

Aapke bin kaise rahenge kuch bola toh hota

Baise toh bahut saathi hain jindgi ke safar

Kitni sooni hogi ye jindgi bin aapke itna toh socha hota

Har safar main humsafar nahi hote humko pata hai

Yeh aakhri safar hai pahle bola toh hota

This post is dedicated to our loving friend

———————-SURYA————————

Who is no more with us; we loved him and do always no matter wherever he is.

Tumhara Intzaar…..

Bheengi-Bhengi Si Iss Bahaar Main,

Mera Dil Abb Machlne Wala Hai…..

Kali Raat Ki Yeh Veerani Kahti Hai Ki,

Bahaar Ka Sooraj Abb Khilne Wala Hai….

Bahut Ruswaiyan Thi Jindgi Main,

Tumhare Bina Abb Tak…

Ek Ehsaas Kah Raha Hai Ki,

Mera Dil Tere Dil Se Abb Milne Wala Hai….

Yun Toh Har Raat,

Ek Nayi Subah Ka Paigaam  Leke Aati Hai…..

Yeh Fiza Kah Rahi Hai Ki,

Tera Paigaam Mughe Abb Jald Hi Aane Wala Hai…

Bahut Tanha Thi Jindgi,

Tere Aane Se Pahle……

Tum Aayi Toh Lagta Jaise,

Baharoon Ka Mausam  Abb Aane Wala Hai….

Kuch Hi Paloon Ki Duriyaan Hain,

Abb Hamare Darmiyan…

Kisi Bhi Waqt Uska Karwaan,

Mere Sahar Abb Aane Wala Hai…

Abb Aaoge Toh,

Jaane Ko Mat Kahna……

Abb  Gaye Toh Pata Nahi,

Yeh Pal Dubara Kabhi Aane Wala Hai….

Dedicated to all waiting soul including mine! — It’s for you!

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The Single Chance

This is a real life story which started in the mid 80�s some alteration done in the story to make it more interesting. ���.so here it goes��.. ;

Rahul a dark color boy, very sensitive & introvert never opened the door of his heart for friendship. May he feels low for not looking as other child were, this was Rahul�s first day in school. He looked all around the corner and reached to his class, he found him self ignored by the other students as usual he experienced in his life. Almost a month passed he didn�t involve himself with the other classmate. In an afternoon when he was having his lunch in a corner of the garden,

I little sweet girl approached her and asked, �hey what�s your name and why you sitting here alone, where is yours friends�.

Rahul was silent for a moment but have to say something to this unstoppable gal, who was putting new question in every new second, so he asked, �What�s your name?�

She replied, �Naina, Naina is my name and I am in your class�

Rahul started packing in lunch box and leave her by saying, My Name is Rahul and I have no friends�.

In couple of days Naina find him in a local market when they both were there along with their parents. She told her parents that boy in her class, and then they allowed her to meet him till they are finishing their shopping. She called him and as Rahul looked at her he got surprised. She came to him and asked, what you doing here?

Rahul replied, �I am with my parents and my home just in the next street�.

She surprisingly said, �My home is just opposite to your street.�

Naina�s father voice interrupted them, Naina come, let�s go home. She leave him by saying will meet in school tomorrow.

Slowly-slowly, Rahul & Naina become friends —- the Radha-Krishna drama which was being played in a school function brings closes them as they both performed the role in that drama. They usually go home together after finishing the classes, in school they usually find together. This friendship getting stronger and stronger as time was passing, after getting the result it was come to know the Rahul was the best boy in the class. Later he used to get this tag. Naina was good in study but was best in extra curricular activities.

Naina-Rahul friendship become so popular in the school that other students used to jealous with them specially for the reason Rahul was not a good looking boy, but Naina hardly see him by this angle. Rahul took the study very seriously he wants to prove himself best. His hard work made his dream come true up to the 5^th standard he always was the best out of all.

They both look too sad as this was the last year to them to study in the same school but they were happy that their new schools were close to each other and their homes were also close so that they can meet each other where ever they feel like. As the result announced for the last time in that school again Rahul was the best in 6^th standard too.

After holidays they both took the admission in their separate schools. Now this was the testing time to both of them, as we all know only the distance tells us how much we careless when together. They both used to miss each other, but whenever they got time Rahul visit her place to meet her. Naina�s Father didn�t like Rahul as other�s does. So he always used to warn her to make distance with him, but she never cared for this.

Couple of years passed they both were entering in their teen age, now the seed of their friendship turning in to the crops of love. No one knows when their hearts started beating for each other, but they also not stopped them doing that. This was the great feeling they ever felt during their company of more the 10 years. Rahul was also worried about his future he was continue doing best in his study now after finishing 12^th the planned to sit in some competition. He did as he planned and after couple of months given entrance exam for some competition.

One day, Rahul was looking little tensed that day, he wants to say something to Naina but some unknown force was stopping him doing that, may be he was worried about the Naina�s reaction after hearing the news, but Naina could not digest his dull face.

She asked him, �What�s up Rahul why you looking so sad today�.

Rahul, �Nothing, just not feeling good�.

Naina, �You know very well that you are not good in telling lie so better tell the truth�.

As usual this time again Rahul could not hide his pain, he holds her hand gaze her questioning eyes and says, I know this news will make you little uncomfortable but this suppose to happen today or tomorrow�.

Naina�s pulses starting racing fast, her glowing face turned into dark�.�..she was blank�her face become red in seconds���..

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Will be continuing������.

Bahut Lambi Hai Yeh Jindgi Ki Raah Musafir�

Kabhi Mile Waqt, Toh Thahar Jaana�..

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Baise Toh Shabhi Ajnabi hai iss zahaan main�

Koi Apna Mile, Toh Thahar Jaana�..

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Aasmaan Main Kitne Tare Hai Kehna Muskil Hai�.

Woh Ek Sitara Mile Pyaar Ka, Toh Thahar Jaana�.

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Yun Toh Muskil Hai Yakeen Karna Kisi Anjane Par�..

Agar Mile Parchayi Apni Si, Toh Thahar Jana��

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Judai Ki Ratein Labmi Bahut Hoti Hai�

Koi Pooche Hale Dil, Toh Thahar Jana�

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Gum Toh Dooshra Naam Hai Jindgi Ka�

Mile Khushi Agar Kaheen, Toh Thahar Jana�

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Kaun Pukarega Tumko Sooni Rahoon Pe�.

Dil Agar De Awaaz, Toh Thahar Jan��

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Purani Yaadon Ke Saye Main Kab Tak Rahoge�.

Jindgi Fir Se De Awaaz, Toh Thahar Jana�

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Dedicated to all my friends���.

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License to Flirt

After a long while I decided to write something interesting, something light after reading many shaayri, soulmate blogs, how�s is the idea about writing a blog about flirting, isn�t a damn cool idea��eoorrrrr, so let�s start�..

Flirting is nothing more then a habit, attitude and fun for the flirty people till it don�t convert in any major loss; although both male & female take part in this act equally but still it is being said that males are dominating for this title. May you never experienced gals flirting in your life but that doesn�t mean they don�t flirt. The only thing I would say about you is, your luck not supporting you. I am sure about the net friendly people they must have gone through this experience, but, what about the real world. How you reacted when someone praised you,

When a gal says to boy, �You are looking very fresh today.�

Boy must reply, yup, today I had bath after a week. ��.hahahahahahaha

When a boy says to gal, �you looking beautiful today�

95% chances she will reply, �You flirty.�

Flirting could be anything expressed by words, body posters, eye signal, pinching somewhere you�re don�t expect�..etc��..etc�.�.Did you flirt with anyone in your life??? �. I believe that I will get the answer either�.yap�..uncountable times or yap�once or twice. If you says no ways, I never flirt with anyone neither I want to do this, this doesn�t suites on me, Then I would feel you are the most uninteresting person, whom I would never like to meet, but I am sure that you are not one of them.

Lets talk about licensee, yup I mean to say about boys, any corner you will find such boys who loves to flirt with each gals either they like them or not, may this can cost them finger print on their cheeks but it�s not enough to stop them flirting, yes you got them right, tough boys. If I talked about me, it�s been years passed without flirting; it doesn�t mean I became saint, but it means I started caring more about my body parts. I still remember that day when I was roaming on our village street, like roadside Romeo along with my few friends. We saw two gals were reading books and we just crossed them by leaving few words behind, �AAJ KAL BAHUT PADAI CHAL RAHI HAI.� Do you think I can explain the result of these words—NAAAHH. The only thing I can tell you, we became very famous after this.

Now let�s talk about the uncles, this category is perfect licensee to flirt with anyone married or unmarried as they have tag of married already and all believes that these are more responsible one. If you are a gal or women and working in any organization you will find such flirty people in each desk, here we can leave few numbers as exceptions. Such people are expert in flirting and expert in saving their self if found they are in trouble by saying, don�t take it otherwise�you are like my kid� or anything suites on the situation.

Now let�s talk about minors, this category is for gals and women�May few can object with this title�..but I will love to see them saying that they are not in minors. This category works mainly in groups, whenever they found their target alone may sing this song, AKELE-AKELE KAHAAN JA RAHE HO�HUMEIN SATH LELO JAHAAN JA RAHE HO��..HEHEHEHE�do you think that you answer for this�.so guys, better whenever you feel any such situation near around take U-TURN.

N.B: This post is reminder for all who already licensee of FLRITING GROUP be active and for newcomers do prove your eligibility and apply for the license�..JANHIT MAIN JARI�..

Triumph of Evil

When I say,

“Good”, I mean a sort of live-and-let-live attitude, which involves sharing, freedom, non-oppression, justice and avoiding senseless killing.

“Evil” would be slavery, wishing to rule the world, cruelty, exploitation, deprivation of rights and liberty, including death, wanton destruction, murder, theft, and the strong oppressing and putting down the weak.

Evil is the part of society, no one can�t eliminate it permanently for sure but the only thing it can be reduce by putting efforts by good people, that is what our history tells us. We can�t imagine life without good & bad people, that is what we learned from our past and hoping this will continue in future too. RAMAYANA, MAHABHART, and many other epic tells us that whenever there evil (Bad people) raised their voice, Good people taken their responsibility to save the society by removing those bad people. Many wars took place to save humanity on the earth, to save good people in the society. That is how the humanity alive since decades.

But now the time has changed a lot, the definition of good people has changed. Something happens in our presence and we just ignore it and continue to our work. Our work– earning money by putting our self on foot of senseless people, living an isolated life, having picnic, movies, parties, hangout, wild life parties, with our family or friends, laughing on people who are poor and powerless, having fear with the people who have power and money, not interfering in others matters, keeping silence when anything happens wrong and cry when anything wrong happens with us. That is our today life and we proud living it.

Good people are not good till they are not doing anything good that�s the line we must remember when we say�s that we are one of them who are good. Evil is on its high these days because the presence of good people are lacking. May be tomorrow we are no more exists to this world but what we will leave to our coming generation. Are we capable of giving them a good future as our ancestor given us, it�s a big question of the time or let them living in this cruel world, which even we don�t like living.

Why we don�t react when someone harms to other in our presence, why we things it�s not our responsibility. Why we thinks that the same things will not happen with us, when we know it may. Then for what we are waiting for? Are we waiting for our turn? If no then, let�s join the hand against evil; let the good person come out from our sleeping soul. Let�s get united, we always been successful doing like this and this time too for sure���..

�The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.�

Edmund Burke

Devi the devil

Life is full with many happy and sad moments, one of the funny moment I just going to share with you. This incident took place last year; I was living with my few roommates. DEVI THE DEVIL, we usually call him by this name, was one of the biggest drinker I have seen trough out in my life, and thankfully I was his roommate. He was an excellent planner but was a bad executer. Wild life parties, drinking, smoking. He has all qualities which needed in a bad man, but still he was good by heart. By these lines, you must be thinking about the movies SHOLEY, where JAY explain to MAUSI about the VIRU but at end says, VIRU IS A NICE GUY.

Now let�s come to the story, one night when he was busy in drinking with one of his office colleague. It was approx 12:00 AM in the morning his stock of beer bottles come to an end. He knocked my room door and asked for bike key, to bring some more beer bottles as he usually used to do. He knew all Beer shops within 5-15 kms area where from he can get beer bottles any time. Convincing him for not driving bike after drinking 7-10 bottles just wastage of time, because when he is high, he is a superman. After giving him the key I went to sleep again.

I was in deep sleep, suddenly I felt, my phone ringing, who the hell calling this time. As looked at the phone screen and screamed, OH DEVI�YOU DEVIL�..WHY DON�T YOU GO TO HELL? I put the phone on silent mode and kept under the drawer. I knew it, he must resist for his company as his colleague may had collapsed after few bottles. But I don�t want to ruin my night by listening his past bravery stories. But this time situation was different he tried many times but I didn�t picked his call. After an hour someone again knocked my door. As I opened my eye without listing anything I said, DEVI WHAT�S YOUR PROBLEM, WHY YOU DISTURBING US AGAIN-AGAIN.

He was silent for a while then again knocked, I opened the door and come back to bed again without saying anything to him. Within couple of minutes he came to my bed and sits near my head and said, �Guru, our bike had hit by the divider.�

Oh GOD, for the thing I always worried you did it this time, I replied in frustration.

Before I say anything he said, we also seriously injured. I got shocked; I just got up and put the light on. Oh sit, he had Bandages on his head, arm, and had scratches on cheeks, foot, forehead. Then he explained that his colleague also have some major injury in his leg as he was driving that time. We were little upset on this incident but not seriously because this was suppose to happen today or tomorrow.

Wait-Wait-Wait, This was not the story I want to tell you the story starting now. When he become normal he took one beer bottle, and started telling the interesting incident of this accident. Actually when the accident took place they both were in unconscious condition for a while then few people helped them to bring nearby hospital. After inspecting them nurse refused to giving them first aid and dressing their wounds, reason behind this was very funny.

As I told you earlier, about the lavishing lifestyle of DEVI. He never got tired explaining about his imported things like the Jeans, Perfume, ballot, lighter, and the most loved Capri (FLYING MACHINE) made in U.K cost Rs.8000/= gifted by his brother cum friend. He loved this Capri more then anything. That�s the reason he always wanted to feel it 100%, nothing in between his Capri and body was tolerable to him. That�s what the reason he never wears his underwear with Capri���.Ooooopps am I telling you something personal about him? ��..heeeeeeeeee, but this time his Capri left his company it was torn off badly in this accident. So that dear nurse was more tense about his semi nude poster rather then his wounds. But finally after giving her few lecturers she agreed for the dressing after giving a towel to DEVI. We were dying laughing after hearing this story.

This time DEVI once again has some reason to drink few more bottles, IS IT HIS CAPRI? Or THE MONEY HE SUPPOSED TO GIVE ME IN THE MORING FOR REPARING MY BIKE����.

Learning from this Story:

1. After drinking you may think that you are a superman but actually you are not.

1. It’s hardly matter how costly and what TAG your cloths are having, if it fails to cover your body. Wear proper cloths to avoid any embarrassment.

1. Does it really matter in what condition patient wants treatment, should doctor & nurse needs to be more mature?

N.B: If ever Devi reads this post— then this is for him—–this post is not about proving you wrong in any way. It was a memorable incident which I feel to share�you are my friend as ever.. Cheer up friend�..

R A M L E E L A

(A sign of our Tradition)

RAMLEELA season is on, one of the great sign of Indian Tradition; people are celebrating this season from last many decades The RAMLEELA tells us how big the evil is but the at the end truth wins, to spread this message people carrying this decades old tradition of RAMLEELA.

Sitting alone on the roof, in midnight, the RAMLEELA loudspeaker sounds bringing me in the flashback. Being a kid (8-15 years old) this was one of best time for having plenty of fun. It was hardly few minutes walk from my home to RAMLEELA ground. As the sunset took place our entire gang of friends used to reach at Ramleela ground. Running here and there, enjoying the music beats. We usually had fight with the other gang�s boys. This was our routine work, many times we had some serious injuries but this was not enough to stop our craziness. The energy level was so high that time even after running hours there was no sign of tiredness appears on our faces. May be this was the result of drinking milk three times in a day.

I used to do my sleeping arrangement on the roof at my home, and had few ways to reached on the roof when the main gate of my home closed, so that my parents didn�t get disturb when I used to come back in late night. We hardly watch the RAMLEELA, except those few funny moments when the Joker (Ravanaa�s Dance Party) used to come of stage and did funny things. We also took part in RAMLEELA when the war scene between Ram & Ravan�s Sena took place. We boys used to reach the makeup room and wear colorful dresses and makeup man put different color on our faces to look like the part of Ram or Ravan�s Sena. Then we come on stage and used to have fun fighting with the opposition.

The most interesting time comes when I reached home after finishing all this, some times may be 2-3 o clocks in the morning. My father used to come as a morning alarm:

Father: Hey, get up don�t have school today; look sun is just on your head.

Me: (with yawning and rubbing eyes)�yes I have school.

Father: So when did you back in the night.

Me: I was back on 10 pm.

Father: Oooooh really, I came to check you around 12:00AM, but you were not on your bed.

Me: Eeeoorrrrrrrr! May be I was late I didn�t have idea about time.

Father: So, what was scene of last night in Ramleela?

Me: Hmmmm�.. Sita Haran�..

Father: Sita Haran�.yesterday too you told me Sita Haran�..how many times Sita Haran will took place.

Me: (with surprise, leaving many questions on my face) ok�now I am getting late for school I will tell you later.

I knew that my father knows everything about us, as he was very familiar with my all friends, and those stupid used to tell him truth before he asked anything to me, without thinking that their HARISHCHANDRAGIRI will create many difficulties for me. So the only way I had, get away from him or else he will prove me wrong on my every single answer, and truth I could not tell him directly. He warned me every time but never forced me to stop going there. Those were few moments which I will never forget in my life. Memories never generates own self; we have to create them for us because memories are only source of happiness as we don�t know about the future.

Now the concept of RAMLEELA has changed a lot, tradition becomes the source of income. Every corner you will find the RAMLEELA place but hardly people to watch it. Many places I had seen screening the RAMANAND SAGAR�s RAMAYANA. May be this could be a modern way but if we talk about RAMLEELA, then that means local artist playing on stage giving the message of real RAMLEELA.

Woh Tera Mushkarana….

Woh Tera Sharmana…..

Woh Tera Itrana….

Woh Tera Pal Main Gum Ho Jana…

Aaj Bhi Yaad Hai Mujhe…

Woh Lambi Raatien……

Woh Pyaar Ki Batein….

Woh Dilon Ka Machalna….

Woh Bechain Ratein…….

Aaj Bhi Yaad Hai Mujhe…

Woh Tera Reshmi Ehsaas….

Woh Tera Naraaz Hona……

Woh Tera Gumsum Rahna….

Woh Tera Mughse Lipat Ke Rona….

Aaj Bhi Yaad Hai Mujhe…

Woh Dilon Ki Khamosiyan….

Woh Saanso Ki Bechainiya…..

Woh Aankhon Ki Tanhayian…

Woh Jindgi Ki Rushbayian…..

Aaj Bhi Yaad Hai Mujhe….

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