जीवन गीत

मैं    ने   नहीं   चाहा  तुम्हे ...खुदा  ने  दोस्ती  करवाई     जीवन  गीत  
अन्न्खोंके  सामने  जो  था ...कभी  पल  भर  भी  नहीं  दिखा
अब्ब  जब  मैंने  उसकी  कद्र  करने  लगी .
तो  तुम  ऐसी  बेरेन्ह्मी क्यों  कर  रहेहो  खुदा .....
फिर  कुछ  ऐसा  कर की  .....
प्यार  फिर  से  जागे  नयी  मोड़  लेकर ...
आखिर  प्यार  ऐसी  चीज़  हैं  जो
हर  पल  नया  बनासकते  हैं ....
प्यार  को  नयी  रुख  देखर  ...फिर  से  हासिल  करने  की हिम्मत  दो ..
जो  भी  हो  खुदा . .. कुछ  भी  बेमतलब  नहीं  होता  ज़िंदगी  में ...
सब  कुछ  तो  तेरी  ही देन हैं

....
कुछ  गिला   सिखवा  नहीं  हैं  तुमसे ..
बस  जो  मीठे  पल  दिखाई , उन्हें  सच्च  करने  की  आरज़ू  हैं
सच  जूट  तोलने  की  हम  हिम्मत  करने , हम  हैं   ही  क्या  आप  के  सामने  .....
दिल से  मांगे  ...यही  दुआ  कर  सकते  हैं  हम ....
कोशिश  से  आखिर  पत्थर  भी  पानी  बन  सकता  हैं
जो   बहकर  नयी  बसर  दे  सकती  हैं  ज़िंदगी  को ...
ऐसा   कुछ  कर . .. जिससे ... दोनों  तरफ  खुशी  लहरा  सकें
बस  यही   हैं  दिल  की  मुराद . ...
प्रेम  तो  ऐसी    चीज़  ... जो  मिलने  पर  ही  मिठास  पा  सकते  हैं ...
खयालों में  पनाह  देनेकेलिए ..... माफ़  करिए  ... हम   तो  इंसान  ही हैं  ...नूर  थोड़े   है ...

DESTINY IN YOUR HANDS

Destiny is something which is created unconsciously by people .

Destiny can be made consciously too.

Spiritual journey means that we are taking our destiny in our hands now .

When we touch that core of life within , when we can experience that god within us , and absolutely shift our focus to it , then destiny can be written by us .

Our focus is scattered around....what we think myself is my home , my car ,my house kind.....

when we strip off these identities and the mind and the body too...then there is nothing left......nothing called me exists...

this myself is spread around these days.

When we talk about YOU , its only you as you ...not your car , your home kind...JUst you …..If it shifts to this , simply shift, then you can rewrite your destiny....

you are still not established being. You are scattered being ….you are crowded and crowds destiny is predetermined....

Once you become a true individual , your destiny is yours....

individual comes from undivided ….

In the spiritual process people do not get into marital relationships for this very reason. The moment you get identified the ME gets identified.

If your unable to do it ...just get identified with your guru...

you can get entangled with your guru , but your guru cannot get entangled with you …..Give yourself to your guru and rewrite your destiny.

Create a longing to grow , to dissolve and know …..

What has to happen will happen.

If your destiny is in your hands you will choose freedom.

Humans deepest longing is to get away from the cycle of birth and death.

If your destiny is created in awareness, then you would not weave bondage...

DAY OF MOTHERHOOD

Bingo.......... From today i would like to touch each human emotion ....... one by one ..........
                             DAY OF       MOTHERHOOD .....

MY OWN DRAWINGS ( after a long gap )

 Lord Krsihna ........

 MY little cute Radhas at achool

मेरा किताब(

जीवन है यह जीवन है

गीत सुहानी गाना है

कभी नहीं रोना है

हस्ते गाते रहना हैं 

प्यार तो हर पल कर ना है

मुश्किल को आसान करते 

आगे चलते रहना हैं

प्यार कभी बेमतलब नहीं 

प्यार तो हमेशा सिखाती हैं

राह  एक रक् ,कदम बडावो

प्यार तो हैं अनमोल रतन यारों 

बदल नहीं सकते प्यार को

पास हमेशा रखना प्यार को

प्यार कभी होती नहीं पुराना

सोचो  इसकी मोल तो यारों

दिल के राजा मिले नहीं अब्ब तक

कैसे आये वो हम तक

खुश तो नहीं दीखते वो भी

मायूस हर पल नज़र आते

हसने पर भी खुश नहीं लगते

पूछू कभी एक बार उनसे 

की बातें तो करते है कड़क

पर है तो दिलमीठा 

कैसे जानू न मैं

प्यार तो हो गयी गयी मुझे 

सच तो सामने आनेदो.........

दिल तो तुमरी बात कहदी

कैसे चुपासक्तेहो

चमक प्यार के अन्दर अपने 

लाख कोशिश कार्लो मगर

प्यार तो ज़रूर होगा तुम्हे 

MY FIRST Love poem -------PYAAR KI KASHTI-----WRITTEN BY VARDHINEE -FOR MY SM

चलपड़ी प्यार की  कश्ती मेरी
साथ रहे हमेशा तीरी .
सुंदर सजीले मतवाली गोरी
सुनावो मोहित मनन की लोरी...

चलपड़ी प्यार की  कश्ती मेरी
साथ रहे हमेशा तीरी .

Awesome poem written by (MY SWEET CLOSE COUSIN)for me with love

Neela neela gagan hai,
Suraj, chaand sitaare tujh mein,
sarv brahmaand samaayein tujh mein.

tu vistrit, tu sabse vishal hai,
tu sach mein hi bemisaal hai.

tu sarvochch iss jag ki chhat hai,
tujh sa na koi iss jag mein hai.

laakhon taare jagmag karte,
aur andhera jag ka harate.
tera vistrit roop niraala,
din mein neela, raat mein kaala.

kabhi lade na jhagadein ye,
milkar saare rehate hain,
door door tak dhara pe ye,
ujiyaare karte rehate hain.

karo niswaarth sewa tum sabki,
paath 'DEEP' ye humein padhate

Pennings of a legend

To love is not to ask anything in return, not even to feel that you are giving something - and it is only such love that can know freedom.


To plant a tree and cherish it, to look at the river and enjoy the fullness of the earth, to observe a bird on the wing and see the beauty of its flight, to have sensitivity and be open to this extraordinary movement called life - for all this there must be freedom; and to be free you must love. Without love there is no freedom; without love, freedom is merely an idea which has no value at all. So it is only for those who understand and break away from inner dependence, and who therefore know what love is, that there can be freedom; and it is they alone who will bring about a new civilization, a different world.


 As long as we are acquisitive, as long as we want position prestige, power and all the rest of it, we belong to this society and are therefore dependent on it. But if one does not want any of these things and remains simply what one is with great humility, then one is out of it; one revolts against it and breaks with this society.


You are educated to fit into society; but that is not education, it is merely a process which conditions you to conform to a pattern. The real function of education is not to turn you out to be a clerk, or a judge, or a prime minister, but to help you understand the whole structure of this rotten society and allow you to grow in freedom, so that you will break away and create a different society, a new world. There must be those who are in revolt, not partially but totally in revolt against the old, for it is only such people who can create a new world - a world not based on acquisitiveness, on power and prestige.


So the real function of education is not only to help you uncondition yourself, but also to understand this whole process of living from day to day so that you can grow in freedom and create a new world - a world that must be totally different from the present one. Unfortunately, neither your parents, nor your teachers, nor the public in general are interested in this. That is why education must be a process of educating the educator as well as the student.


You know, it is a great art to have an abundance of knowledge and experience - to know the richness of life, the beauty of existence, the struggles, the miseries, the laughter, the tears - and yet keep your mind very simple; and you can have a simple mind only when you know how to love.


Our present education consists in telling us what to think, it does not teach us how to think, how to penetrate, explore; and it is only when the teacher as well as the student knows how to think that the school is worthy of its name.


Why are human beings never satisfied? Is it not because they are seeking happiness, and they think that through constant change they will be happy? They move from one job to another, from one relationship to another, from one religion or ideology to another, thinking that through this constant movement of change they will find happiness; or else they choose some backwater of life and stagnate there. Surely, contentment is something entirely different. It comes into being only when you see yourself as you are without any desire to change, without any condemnation or comparison - which does not mean that you merely accept what you see and go to sleep. But when the mind is no longer comparing, judging, evaluating, and is therefore capable of seeing what is from moment to moment without wanting to change it - in that very perception is the eternal.


But for most of us shyness implies self-consciousness. When we meet a big man, if there is such a person, we become conscious of ourselves. We think, "How important he is, so well known, and I am nobody; so we feel shy, which is to be conscious of oneself. But there is a different kind of shyness, which is really to be tender, and in that there is no self-consciousnes

A post i liked reading ......from a well known author..........

We always try to base our life the current reality.
But that is not the point. What we want need not have
anything to do with our present situation. If we enslave our vision to current situations then once again
we are settling for the attainable. It is not about your
thinking what is possible or not possible. It is about
your vision, what is the highest that you can seek in
your life.
A man's vision is not beyond man's capacity to create it. It may happen in this lifetime, it may take a
couple of lifetimes but what we want will definitely
come. For the person whose vision for life is clear and
he seeks it every in moment of his life, for him, the
highest things will come and fall at his feet. It is only
because man is seeking things he does not want that
he does not get the things he wants
Simply living with the vision itself is very elevating,
liberating and a joyous process for any person. The
whole Gita is just about this - to simply give yourself
to what you want, not caring whether it is going to
happen or not.

rista naya chahti hain yeh dil,

rista naya chahti hain yeh dil,
jisse rah sake hum saath saath

rista pyaar ka to ban chuka hain
abb baaki hain jeevan sathi banneke din......

yeh to khuda ne dikhaya
ki hum aap ke hote hain koun

abb dekh na baaki hain ki
hum asal mein aapke lagte hain koun?

hum se poochne ki Zarurat nahi hain abb
jo bhi kahnatha humko
hum keh chuke sapno mein

kaise bolu main apnee is mann ki baat,

kaise bolu main apnee is mann ki baat,
karte karte khud se tumhare baatein

abb labse hoton par aate hi nahi
khaamosh  hain to kya hua

baste ho tumhi khwaaishomein
Tum itne paas ho mera ki main

kabhi  nahi chod sakti tumko
itne to samajdaar ho ki meri

 dil ki baate to samaj sakte ho
Dil to apni phaisla batlayi

mushkil nahi kuch bhi is dil ko
agar chaahta hain khuda yeh sachmein
to koun hain yeh rok sake honese

ageebsee yeh akelaapan

Neend to jaisee aati hi nahi

Ageebsi yeh akelaapan,

Bhagambhag karti yeh dil,

Bas chalti hi jaarahi hain

Rok nahi sakte hum

Rafter hain bahut tez

Rafter dilse milnahi paayeh

Par koshish hain har dam

Dosti nayee kar neki mann hain

Dil ki aarzoo batlane ki mann hain

Kab hoga yeh sab hum se

Dar hain kahi deri nahi hojaaye

Himmat bhi nahi  kar sake khud

Ummeed bhi kahi nazar dikhayee nahi

Khud mein  itnee baate kaise rakhpaayee hum

Jante hain kamzoor nahi hain hum

Lekin kuch to hain kami hain khud me

Jo bharne ki khoshish kar rahi hain

Kar tehi jaaooo job hi hain karna

Disha ki ooar janeki zid raq

Kyun ki marna nahi par jeena hain tumko

Yaad rakh yeh hamesha dil mein.

THE GIFT OF LIFE!!!!!

I heard the knock of life
To open the door doubtless

I passed it by thinking,
may be its an illusion
for I had no visitors
since long time for

i heard the knock again,
a bit sharp and loud
clear enough to reach me near

this time I was aware that something coming my way
this time I walked in slowly thinking what it could be

then gently I opened the door ,
a little reluctant though
what did I see!!!! not the life in person ,
but a gift pack of dreams left at the door!

gift pack of dreams ,
covered up with intuitions
labeled with goals.
Ribboned with happiness

I was static for a moment
Thinking was it for me?
Then realized it was my door
The gateway to my soul

I smelled the sweet scent
of the pack of gift
For it was years
since i happen to see a gift for me

After a thorough scrutiny at the pack of gift
I finally got convinced that it was sure for me

I smiled and opened the ribbon of happiness
I read with focus the lable of goals
Feeling the touch of the cover of intuitions
Opened the layers wide awake

What do u think I found?
A book of dreams!!!!!!!

The glance of the book filled me with content
Even without actually opening it in real

Slowly I made a way for the courage to flow in
To unlock the dream book as Life had told me

I started to read page by page
Every piece stuned me for long

Moment after moment ,
reading made me row with the flow of life

knowledge of my dreams ,
acquainted me with myself
unfolding the wisdom concealed deep inside
gifted emotions , feelings
true love and a vision for life

how can anyone turn away
from taking such a lovely gift?
Well I am no exception
and did the same as others
I took it ,treasured it ,
deep down in my heart
For it was very special and complete in itself.

With gratitude and appreciation
I thanked life for the gift unasked
Took a vow to hoard it forever.

The mould of life

I wander about the streets of loneliness

With no feelings and expectations

Neither I know  where the road ends

Nor I know the destination it takes

I pass  by like a stranger to the place

Trying to see all that I can

Trying to see if anything can make sense

Taking me to unknown terrains

Taking me to everything  new

Feelings emotions play their movie on the sides

But the flow of the walk makes it pass by

The moment I stop I get caught

The moment I walk I could leave everything behind

There are so many things I do not understand

So many things I wish I could know

Eyes keep watching talking with inside

Heart keeps pricking telling me that I am human

Soul in me reminds I am a feminine

even if I wish to leave behind all that can be called as “me’

the force of life brings back the life  in me

new dreams ,new hopes, new paths ,

new destinations , new emotions, new passion

springs forth  like the change in the season

with this changed perception ,

when I listen to my heart , feelings, emotions ,

I find a new craftsmen in me

Taking the mould of life

Carving it to its best shape

Colour it as brightest as it could be

I do  not think of perfection now

But take every possible stroke to carve it the best

The best I can

With all the workmanship I proudly possess.

I dare now to take new forms

The ones not tried by people often

To make it complete by itself.

Striving to complete the circle of life.

dekha hain maine

Dekha hai maine  

mere sapnonka sathi,

Itne paas itne kareeb

Jeeliye poori zindagi unse

Sapnonmeinhi sahi

par hua e sachh mein

dekhti hu roj unko samne

par khayal kyu nahi aaya  hain ab tak

heiraan hua dil khud se poochkar

jane hain  hum unke dil ko

maaasum si unki,  khatti meethi  baatein

sapno se pehle , pehchaane ee sab

par nahi pata  tha ki voh hain dil mein

dil ne apni baat batayi

manu ya namanu ye  mauka hain khud ko

poore huye sapno mein armaan

lage, zindagi ke  hain  bahut paas,

 aachuke hain abb to hum

zid nahi zindagi se mujko abb

lipte sab khushi, jo bhi hain dil ko mile

pal khushi ke mile jo abhi

chote lage ,lekin mile hain sahi.

PARADISE FOUND

One day I sat  on my terrace to view the beautiful sky,

 The birds filled the sky , with a  hearty fly

 I saw the white clouds , posing each other

 I saw the twinkling stars rushing to be known

 Disclosing from the mountain came the moon saying

        “ I am here to show you light

           No matter  how darkest the nights

           Come into my fold

           The story of the paradise untold

           Tell me your story of real you

          Revealing as much as you knew

 Rest I would  assure  for sure

Making every dream of you secure

I would make your soul mate

Open his heart closed gates

I can be your closest friend

Sharing all that you send

Never could I leave you, all to be alone

For you are my daughter , I am  your own

Let me take you in my cozy lap

Sing you a lullaby and leave you in a nap

Do not think that I am away

for I would never delay

soon after the sunset

aah! You are sure to see my onset”

What a surprise the moon spoke to me ?

Is this a dream , an event as big as it can be

I  need not go to heaven for I have seen it right here.

MY LITTLE HEART

I hear my little heart speak to me a lot

It  knows my fussy mind, it knows my every plot

Nothing can I hide , in this lovely place

Everything that i can treasure is only in its base

It beats furiously  when pain flows

It pulsates in rhythm , when joy rows

Tiny in shape , but contains much of self

Love is what it craves  for, to contain in itself

Its tender & fragile  like the delicate dew drops

If nourished  with care, it grows out huge crops

Lightened  clear thoughts make it float on surface

Heavy frozen feelings sink it into unknown spaces

It’s the abode of the divine

One and only sacred shrine

Wisdom lies in reaching hearts

With bond of love that can never set apart

Hurdles & pitfalls never bruise its flesh

Casing every layer with a magical healing mesh

Flow of life offers blood to it in plenty

Refines every drop of It ,to supply veins in lofty.

Innocence  is the only languages it knows

Virtuousness is all that it spreads

If u can trust it  with complete faith

If u  can ask with absolute longing

Will it keep you  away from your  true yearning?

Tears !o tears!

O tears . o tears

Where do you come from?

The flow of your rush washes the layers of sorrow

Your gentle touch heals the wounded hearts

Though you are abundant, you are a treasure

Treasure of hope , faith & love

Which resides  in every heart.

U open the doors of warmth, when the events turn dark

U ease the flow of life ,beholding the troubles in your palms

Whether rich or poor , you show no bias

You are the same in all life forms

Though everything is unique in this world

you are the only one

only one unique & identical  in every form u rest

You are the first companion to share all our feelings

Whether joy or sadness you are always there with us.

You are beautiful as pearl ,the pearl of wisdom

You show life’s expression & give solace to the soul.

You are precious as a pearl,

You are gentle as a feather,

Feelings &emotions mean a lot to you

You listen to the heart,

Never to the mind

You listen to the feelings & not to false plays.

Whether wise or a fool,

Whether king or a robber,

Whether boy or a girl,

You are the same in all

I wonder sometimes if we can make a river out of tears,

I wonder sometimes is it the emotions & feelings that make up the oceans

 I wonder is it the tears of the clouds that rush to the earth as raindrops

Tears have the power, power to change

Change the flow of life, to its brightest path

Its eternal to the time, peer of the souls

Plays with the spirit, to keep us always humane

Every man in his life feels its presence,

Every form with life feels its wonder

O tears o tears,

Though just a drop, your task is immense

O tears o tears

You help us unearth our true self

Now i know why u are so priceless

Now I know the magic of a TEAR.                                     

MY SOULMATE(though jst in dreams , this is how he looks ) Wish to see him soon :)

 I often dream of my soul mate

Wonder  who could it be.

I often see him share my life

Though he is not near me.

Beauty that can heal the soul

Standing tall can touch the sky

Spicy red with lots of anger

Pleasant smile that can make day bright

Moms pet though not a puppy

Dad’s friend for all to share

Loads of care for the ones who share

Never grins at even those who hate

Vision in hand, trust in wisdom

Marches to the battle that life throws around

Stumbles at times but rises again

Spirit like the jewel of gold

Likes to wish much but never finds the words tell you the truth.

No matter what life shows, he is always there to   hold

He is a stranger to outer life, but not to my soul

Never sweet in speech, I wish in real could be

Always likes to prove himself, no matter what it could be

Makes me red with anger, many a times

But surely knows the art to console,

Turning every moment of anger to genuine concern of the beloved

i think to get rid off  this troublesome sweet creature

But can I really live without his great preaches!

He has a smell of love spreading miles away

He has a touch of care that can melt the girl in me

He is blessed with responsibility, concern for the humans

This makes him distinct, distinct from the lot

He thinks very different, with an out of box thinking

This is what I love to see in the man of my dreams

He is grounded with reality, not airy like me

Too busy at times but knows to enjoy this wonderful life

Too much did I see in dreams …………………………………………………………

When can I see you in real? (hope very soon J)

I wish to hear from you first,

That you love me more than me

Then I would take my turn, to tell

What you really mean to me.

Let us get into a sacred bond of life

Where we share responsibilities together

We both are sure on one path

To rock the world together

To make every dream come true

To flow with life that’s splendid

Vision that’s  true with soul.

Valentine poem ( hey!!!!!! wish i had someone special to dedicate this ) My SoulMate !!!!!! where are you ?

Dola re Dola mera mann

masti mein aakar dhan dhan dhan 

khil uthi hain meri badan

cham cham cham cham mehka tan

khushiyon ki bauchar pade hain

motiyon ke barsaat gire hain

san san san san  hawa chali hain

phool ke  khushboo bikhrtee chali hain

madhur madhur geet gate huye

preet ki nayya chalate huye

preetam ki raah  ke intezaar karte 

pyaar ki guldastaa sajate haste

prem ke meethe pakvan pakate

bade chaav se  sabkuch  parose

maasoomiyat  gusse me bhar kar

jee bhar daate , kaan pakadkar

kahaate itne  din awaara 

khayal kyu nahi aayaa mera

tumhare liye mein jeerahi huin

marna nahi par paana hain tumko

pyaar to anmol cheeze hain dil bar

sambhalke rakhna yah  khazana bhar kar 

door kitne  bhi raho tum par 

paas rahe teri yaadein harpal

bandho rista pyaar ka humse

chute nahi sapno mein bhi tumse

shrm se jhukte nazre hain mere 

dar hain khud gum nahi ho jaaye tum mein

aaoo milkar mitaye dard ko

khushi ka raasta dikhate tumko

milna hain hame manzure khuda hain 

saath kar na hain kuch aisa ajooba

armaan haasil karne hain saare

rooh se rooh milne hain poore

TRUE PRAYER

i am grateful for all your gifts ,
i am thankful for all the happiness
i am prayerful for all the hurdles of life
i am regretful for all my mistakes.

you  always remained  helpful,
you always been there with me ,
through every life event, through every breathe of my life.
can there be life without you
can there be human form without your abode in it

i have felt you many a times
i have seen your carress
i have drenched myself with your shower of mercy
love unconditional , love eternal,

i ask you thy blessings to make my dream come true
i ask your mercy to be at  my side always through
for i may stumble & fondle at times
i wish you to keep me steady & going great
at all times , till the flow of life holds me  tight,.
tear yourself from the soul, tear your self from the spirit ,
come to me so close , close enough for my glance
i may not be bright
i may not know everything
but i do have dreams , dreams of a soulful  human,
turn on your magic wand & make miracles to flow
for nothing could be impossible with your mystic  cosmic glow.
impossible is the way i may crave
possible is the only road which you would  take
so make me  walk beside you , on your road of possibility.
make me walk beside , the people who can see your visibility.
i hear by demand from  all the vibrant self
to catch hold of me & make me walk on the path of life.
give me enough courage where i can hold some one else
&  cross on the thorns of my  life.
for i have no one except for you to share
for i have no one who can hear me so long.

though thorns seem plenty on the road which i have  taken
one little touch of your magic can heal the pain so great
one little mercy touch can make me  feel divine ,
you hold my fingers & make me walk on with  life
teach me to  run & leave me on to  my way
but sure you keep watching , for i may fall around,
give me a whisper to get back to the better
for  knowing your presence can make wonders around.
knowing you are there with thyself can turn me as GOD.