maa rula de mujhe
maa sula de mujhe

de ke thapkiyaan pyaar ki
hata de saare dard ko
de ke thapkiyaan dulaar ki
hata de is bojh ko

maa rula de mujhe
maa sula de mujhe

yeh ashk behte kyun nhi maa
yeh tufaan thamka kyun nhi maa
yeh baatein zubaan se jaake bhi jaati nahin
yeh aankhen band hokar bhi so jaati nahin

maa rula de mujhe
maa sula de mujhe

apne daaman se lipat jaane de
jis mitti se aaya hun, usmein hi mil jaane de
khokar sab kuch, agar paa sakun tera pyaar
khokar sab kuch, agar ji sakun tera vishwaas
itne ki hi aas, itne ke liye hi hai yeh saans

maa rula de mujhe
maa sula de mujhe



It means to be calm and composed.

It means to be peaceful (not QUITE necessary).

It means to go inside, deep inside.


People generally don't eat during fast.It is just a way to remain on your toes throughout the day - on the other hand it treates and nurtures you physically, giving your stomach the much deserved rest.

Now a days, 'fast' is only reffered to 'eat less or nothing', to eat special chips and 'vrat wala khaana', etc.

It's true meaning is lost somewhere. What should one do during a fast then?

1. Be happy (atleast try to be!) throughout.

2. Don't get angry (try to have self control).

3. Think of 'happy moments' when get irritated.

4. Keep smiling.

5. Talk less.

6. Do something special. (be it in eating / visiting temple or doing something constructive)

7. Last but not the least, the day each day of your life becomes a 'fast' - there would be heaven on earth and you will (each one of you) be the GOD!

" Khud ko phone lagaa k dekha hai kabhi,

engage tone hi aata hai hamesha.

Duniya ka dastoor hai,

doosron se baat karne ki sabko fursat hai lekin,

khud se milne ki saari linein vyast hain!!! "

Ek chhoti si poem

This, I wrote in my DS Lecture today. See, how interesting my class notes are ;-)

Zehen mein bas jaao tum
Saanson mein ghul ke
Meri Rooh ban jaao tum
Aks-e-humdum zindagi bhar ke liye
Mujh mein kahin kho jaao tum
Zehen mein bas jaao tum

Is Left Right?

What is my left, is your right.
What is my right, is your left.
Which means, right is left and left is right?
Sounds confusing, hummm?
IT IS !!!

Good evening everyone.

LEFT, generally refers to a section of people or political parties following COMMUNIST principles.

Communism is a distinct socio-political philosophy that is willing to use violent means to attain its goal of a classless society.

Karl Marx-the father of communism- envisioned the creation of a new society of unlimited abundance and freedom, where the mankind would be devoid of selfishness, greed, laziness, envy, hate or fear. In this society, voluntary cooperation would replace coercion so there would be no need for governments, armies, police, courts, prisons and taxes.

The Marxist vision is seductive but it is nothing more than a mirage. It ignores the realities of human nature and hence this system does not – and cannot – work in practice. However, it is not also difficult to understand its allure particularly to young idealists. Since its inception in 19th century, it spread to many parts of the world – specially the EAST – comprising Russia and China mainly. It is said that under the stalin regime in former USSR, the growth rate of the country was enormous. It excelled in Industries, Space Technologies, Agriculture – everywhere. China too, on the other hand, took her first steps to be the next super-power.

Still, After all of this, communism is a failure.

I’ll tell you, how.

Communism dismisses religion. In its quest to build a classless society, it denounces all the religious doctrines. People need support and faith in their hour of need, and what communism does – simply, lets them drown.

The best thing about it is also the worst. EQUALITY TO ALL.From an idealistic point of view – this sounds great. But in real world it doesn’t work because it gives people no incentive to excel at anything. Look at USSR, the whole society was awfully depressing.

Communism Kills.
After Communism is instituted by the people, the system becomes Totalitarian, resulting in greater oppression of the people. And, this fact is well documented throughout the history of communist nations. Almost 45 million people in USSR and 34 million in China, were killed –for the so called “good of the state”. In Cambodia, almost 40% of its population was swept away during a period 4 years.

There’s a proverb: THE PROOF OF THE PUDDING IS IN TASTING IT. The ingredients of the communist pudding are lethal, once you experience a taste of it – you’ll see how it rapes people’s spirits. You won’t understand unless you feel it for yourself, not on a tourist bus, but hanging out with the people who are being subjected to that sort of life.

Though, some of the statements of Marx are true. It is not surprising. Every false philosophy has some element of truth in it. This mixture of falsehood and truth is far more deadly than pure falsehood.

After 80 years of ‘hell’, communism ended in 1991 in USSR. In North Korea and East Germany, it was a total disaster.

Today, almost a quarter of the world’s population lives in communist states chiefly in People’s Republic of China.

And to cope with the growing competition, China has made many changes in its communist economic policy – opening up of SEZs is one such change. In Cuba and Vietnam also, though not much but few amendments have been done.

Communism is against the human nature, that why it’s failed. Though, its basic principles are very appealing, but they apply only in an utopian society.

If communism is tough. Reality is tougher.
And reality does not play with human emotions, reality does not take lives.

In the end, I would like to tell you an incident.

In Cambodia, under the Khmer Rough communist regime between 1975-1978, people were forced brutally to leave cities and practice agriculture. Children in schools were not permitted to go home and join their parents but were driven out of the city like cattle. Hospitals were emptied of doctors, nurses, and patients. Here’s a book excerpt describing the situation:
One man carried his son, whose legs had just been amputated. The bandages on both stumps were red with blood, and the son, who appeared to be about twenty-two, was screaming, "You can't leave me like this! Kill me! Please kill me!"

Gandhi: My Father?

I always wonder, why do people ask absurd questions?
May be it’s a growth process.
But, questions like this one…is Gandhi my father…
Are not only disgusting but annoying too.
Good evening, everyone.
A student of class 3rd quotes on Gandhi:
He was a bad boy to begin with. Then he became a good boy. He brought back all the money that the foreigners had taken away from us. But he must have been a poor man himself to wear so little clothes, and to look so very thin.

Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi – one man whose inspiration drew a million people to fight in the greatest freedom revolution ever, whose ideas and principles of non-violence were the soul behind many transformations around the globe, to name a few, Martin Luther King in US, John Hume in Ireland, Nelson Mandela in South Africa and presently Aung San Suu Kii in Myanmar!

Gandhi’s ideas of women equality, secularism, upliftment of lower cast people, rural development, economic and education policies are unprecedented in many respects.

One may ask,
Is Mahatma Gandhi relevant today?

Then, why don’t you also ask:
is truth relevant?
Is peace relevant?
Is love and compassion for the mankind relevant?

In a world full of lies and conspiracies, Gandhi still stands as a lone torchbearer for the values of truth, honesty and integrity.

His critics may say, he was the man behind PARTITION. He fasted to compel the Indian govt to release a sum of Rs 55 Crore for Pakistan. But , IS anybody keen in knowing the truth?

Idea of partition was a anathema to him. He fasted to maintain peace and integrity in delhi. On 12th January, 1948, in the speech after his last fast, he had said:

“Death for me would be a glorious deliverance rather than that I should be a helpless witness of the destruction of India, Hinduism, Sikhism and Islam.”

Still you think, he was killed for a reason, good enough??

NOW, coming back to the present scenario.

In America, Gandhi's image appears on huge hoardings with the words, 'Think Different', next to a small rainbow coloured logo of the Apple. Has he become just a model to sell ipods and stuff??
Or a celebrity, smiling honestly in every single govt building??

In this hi-tech-artificial age, where it has become a fashion to wear “KILL GANDHI” T-Shirts, where discos keep booming all night, where girls take pride in wearing the tiniest titsy-bitsies, where crime rate is higher than ever before, environmental hazards, nuclear threat, terrorist invasions, wars…every day from nowhere a new problem arises…and we keep screaming on top of our voices, that somebody will come, some miracle will happen and life will be a fairytale once again…

The Gandhi in us is dead today. It comes to life only on 2nd October, 15th august, on the release of a Munnabhai movie or somewhere, may be in a debate like this. After all the pomp and shows of such events, we again silently put aside the Gandhi in us.

But, Gandhi lives on.
We may not listen to him all the times though.
But, as a father he’s there when trouble engulfs us.
We may criticize him at times.
But, as a father, he’s there with all his patience.
We may laugh at him.
But, as a father, he’s there to guide us.

And, in the end, I would just like to say:
Times change. And, so does our attitudes.
What remains certain, is a man like Gandhi.

My light.
My hope.
My father.

eternal sleep

alone i walk in the weary nights
silent river flowing besides
i watch with a child's curiosity
my breaths shallow, and eyes thirsty

alone i go deeper into the forest
darkness all around in my quest
river still gushing, a bit more frightening
thoughts come & go on a lightening

alone i face the dangerous sounds
some healing, some worsening the old wounds
deadly beasts roaming everywhere
i was lost, with only winds to steer

alone i went on, deeper inside
with nothing to bask upon, with no pride
dead insects and rotten plants
i could hear their silent chants

alone i lay drenched, on the wet ground
alone i listened to that soothing sound
alone i waited for that eternal sleep to come by
alone i felt a bliss, that only a death could bring !


i luv u dad
u r my sky
under whose shelter i've been
and always will

i luv u dad
u r my god
whose blessings i always had
and always will

i luv u dad
though our views dont match sometimes
but i know somewhere inside me
that u r right

i luv u dad
for the vision u gave me
which is my path
and always will

i luv u dad
afterall, who am i?
nothing but you !


with my arms stretched
& full of confidence

with my breaths deep
& full of noise

with my eyes closed
& a vision beyond infinity

with my feet still
& a few inches above the world

i used to fly.
fly, what i did.


with my arms stretched
& an emptiness in my heart

with my breaths deep
& full of a deafening silence

with my eyes closed
& an infinite darkness

with my feet still
& nowhere in this world

i cry.
cry, is what i do.


bechain hokar intezaar karna
suni nigaahon se chaand ko takna
bheege takiye ke sath raat bhar jagna
ek 'formality' hi toh hai !
hai na?

uski udaasi par in aasuon ka chhalakna
har pal uske sath ko tarasna
uski bas ek muskaan mein duniya dekhna
ek 'formality' hi toh hai !
hai na?

puri zindagi hi 'formality' hai
bas ek maut 'natural' lagti hai
yaa, kahin wo bhi ek 'formality' to nahin !!!

कशमकश !

हर चीज़ में लगते हैं इलज़ाम यहाँ
हर आंसू पे हंसते हैं इंसान यहाँ
सही को भी गलत समझा जाता है
गलतियों को कभी माफ़ नहीं किया जाता है यहाँ

झूठे चेहरे भरे पड़े हैं बाजारों में
सच्चाई कहीं खो सी गयी है राहों में
सिर्फ सूनापन ही रह गया है इन आँखों में
खुशियां मुस्कुराती हैं बस ख़्वाबों में

मुझपर हंसते हुए दिन, रात और शामें बीत जाती हैं
भीड़ में रहते हुए भी तन्हाइयां जीत जाती हैं
जिन लम्हों में खुल के हंसे थे कभी,
उन्ही की यादें अब अक्सर रुला जाती हैं

खुश रहो, जियो कहते हैं मुझसे ये सभी
यूँ पल पल मरने से तो अच्छा ,
ये सांसें थम जाएँ अभी !


Ye aansoo kitna kuch keh dete hain
Bezubaan jubaan ko jubaan de dete hain ye

Ye aansoo kitna kuch seh lete hain
Tanhaai ho ya mehfil saji, hamesha sath dete hain ye

Ye aansoo kyun sookh jaate hain aksar
Rona chaho toh bhi rone nahi dete hain yeh

Ye aansoo kyun bewafa nahi hote
Duniya jhoothi, har pal sachche lagte hain ye

Ye aansoo har dard samet lete hain
Na behkar fir kyun zeher bante hain ye

Ye aansoo zindagi ka falsafa hain
Jeena chaho inke bina, to jeene nahi dete hain ye


Kyun ansuni reh jaati hain kuch duaayein
Kyun puri nahi ho paati hain saari aashayein

Kyun palkein bheeg jaati hain yun hi kabhi baithey huye
Kyun aansu chahkar bhi nhi baha paate gamon ko

Kyun chaand aksar chhup jata hai in ghane badlon mein
Kyun tara nahi tutta koi jo puri kar de khwahish meri

Kyun tanha reh jaate hain bheed mein bhi
Kyun hunsi chhupa nahi pati saare dardon ko

Kyun kuch kar nahi sakta hun main
Kyun bebasi aur intezar bas likha hai meri kismat mein

it hurts

it hurts to b judged.
it hurts to b misunderstood.
it hurts to hurt someone u luv.

it hurts to b left alone.
it hurts to face the cruel truths.
it hurts to hurt someone u cannot liv widout.

it hurts when its luv.
afterall, this is life. luv is life.

The Reason

I'm not a perfect person
As many things I wish I didn't do
But I continue learning
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know

I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you

I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with everyday
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
That's why I need you to hear

I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you...

I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with everyday
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
That's why I need you to hear !

Life's like this

Zindagi Ke Safar Mein Guzar Jaate Hain Jo Makaam
Vo Phir Nahin Aate, Vo Phir Nahin Aate

Phool Khilte Hain, Log Milte Hain
Phool Khilte Hain, Log Milte Hain Magar
Patjhad Mein Jo Phool Murjha Jaate Hain
Vo Baharon Ke Aane Se Khilte Nahin
Kuchh Log Ik Roz Jo Bichhad Jaate Hain
Vo Hazaron Ke Aane Se Milte Nahin
Umra Bhar Chahe Koi Pukaara Kare Unka Naam
Vo Phir Nahin Aate, Vo Phir Nahin Aate
Zindagi Ke Safar Mein...

Aankh Dhokha Hai, Kya Bharosa Hai
Aankh Dhokha Hai, Kya Bharosa Hai Suno
Doston Shaq Dosti Ka Dushman Hai
Apne Dil Mein Ise Ghar Banane Na Do
Kal Tadapna Pade Yaad Mein Jinki
Rok Lo Rooth Kar Unko Jaane Na Do
Baad Mein Pyaar Ke Chahe Bhejo Hazaron Salaam
Vo Phir Nahin Aate, Vo Phir Nahin Aate
Zindagi Ke Safar Mein...

Subah Aati Hai, Shaam Jaati Hai
Subah Aati Hai, Shaam Jaati Hai Yunhi
Vaqt Chalta Hi Rehta Hai Rukta Nahin
Ek Pal Mein Ye Aage Nikal Jaata Hai
Aadmi Theek Se Dekh Paata Nahin
Aur Pardey Pe Manzar Badal Jaata Hai
Ek Baar Chale Jaate Hain Jo Din-Raat Subah-O-Shaam
Vo Phir Nahin Aate, Vo Phir Nahin Aate

Zindagi Ke Safar Mein Guzar Jaate Hain Jo Makaam
Vo Phir Nahin Aate, Vo Phir Nahin Aate...

pUraNEe JeAnS.....

Purani jeans aur guitar
Mohalle ki vo chhat
Aur mere yaar
Vo raaton ko jaagna
Subah ghar jaan
Kood ke deewar
Vo cigaretee peena
Gali mein jaake
Wo karna daanton ko
Ghadi ghadi saaf
Pahunchna college hamesha late
Vo kehna sir ka
"Get out from the class!"
Vo bahar jaake hamsha kehna
Yahan ka system
Hi hai kharaab
Vo jaake canteen mein
Table bajaake
Vo gaane gaana
Yaaron ke saath
Bas yaadein
Yaadein reh jaati hain
Kuchh chhoti
Baatein reh jaati hain
Bas yaadein..
Vo papa ka daantna
Vo kehna mummy ka
Chhodein ji aap
Tumhein to bas nazar aata hain
Jahan mein beta
Mera hi kharaab
Vo dil mein sochna
Kar ke kuchh dikha dein
Vo karna planning
Roz nayi yaar
Ladakpan ka vo pehla pyaar
Vo likhna haathon pe
A + R
Vo khidki se jhaankna
Vo likhna letter
Unhein baar baar
Vo dena tofe mein
Sone ki baaliyan
Vo lena doston se
Paise udhaar
Bas yaadein
Yaadein reh jaati hain
Kuchh chhoti
Baatein reh jaati hain
Bas yaadein..
Aisa yaadon ka mausam chala
Bhoolta hi nahin
Dil mera
Kahan meri jeans aur guitar
Mohalle ki vo chhat
Aur mere yaar
Vo raaton ko jaagna
Subah ghar jaan
Kood ke deewar
Purani jeans
Aur guitar..

LiFe geTs bEttEr !!

aashaayen ...
aashaayen ...

kuch paane ki ho aas aas
kuch armaan ho jo khaas khaas
aashaayen ...

har koshish mein ho waar waar
kare dariyao ko aar paar
aashaayen ...

toofano ko chir ke
manzilo ko chin le
aashaayen khile dil ki
ummeedein hase dil ki
ab mushkil nahi kutch bhi
nahi kutch bhi

o ho o...

udd jaaye leke khushi
apne sand tujhko waha
jannat se mulawat ho
puri ho teri har dua
aashaayen khile dil ki
ummeedein hase dil ki
ab mushkil nahi kutch bhi
nahi kutch bhi

aashaayen ...

gujre aaisi har raat raat
ho khwaahisho se baat baat

aashaayen ...

lekar suraj se aag aag
gaaye ja apne raag raag
aashaayen ...
kutch aaisa karke dikha
khud khush ho jaaye khuda

aashaayen khile dil ki
ummeedein hase dil ki
ab mushkil nahi kutch bhi
nahi kuch bhi
o ho o...