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Zindagi guzar jaayegi ahista ahista, Ye waqt dagmagaayega ahista ahista Tum mujhe yaad rakhoge kuch der, Phir ye yaad bhi mit jayegi ahista ahista, Zindagi guzar jayegi ahista ahista… Khamoshi ka fasana tha, Wo waqt bhi purana tha, Kuch dur tak yu chale the raaho me, Fir ye raahein bhi mud jayengi ahista ahista, Zindagi guzar jayegi ahista ahista… Na koi shikwa na koi gila hoga, Zindagi ka ye safar yu hi pura hoga, Na hum awaaj denge na tum agar, Fir ye awaaj bhi band ho jayegi ahista ahista, Zindagi gujar jayegi ahista ahista…

Mere muskurane ki vajah bhi tu hai, mere rone ki vajah bhi tu hai.... mere gungunane ki vajah bhi tu hai... meri khamosi ki vajah bhi tu hai... Meri kamyaabi ki vajah bhi tu hai... meri nakaami ki vajah bhi tu hai... mere sapno ki vajah bhi tu hai... mere likhne ki vajah bhi tu hai... Tere paas aane ki vajah bhi tu hai... tujhse dur jaane ki vajah bhi tu hai... Har jagah tu hi tu kyu hai... or agar hai to ab kyu hai...

“The simplest way to speak my heart is my writing” It was first time when I started writing…..I used to write diary since 9 th standard….I wrote many happy and sad moments…….I just like writing something, so whatever comes in my mind…..I pen down it….there are some inspirational moments, some loving moments I wrote in my sweet diary…….whatever I felt I used to write it…….Because I found it the best way to express myself…….and the way to pent up my emotions…….Gradually this craze was increasing day by day……when I was in graduation first year I wrote a poem for the first time for a self recitation poem competition……..and I got first prize…This poem was entitles with “Ek Subah”……it was dedicated to my mom…….after then I used to writing poems too……and writing poems is more interesting for me.……Thoughts come up with some influence…I am a beginner in this ground of writing….I speak up my mind, and listen to my heart, When I use to write it…..how beautiful the journey of writing

Simplicity is a very simple word but it doesn’t mean to be fool and cleverness doesn’t mean to be over smart. There are two types of people in the world – simple and clever. The precaution that needs to be taken (to acquire wisdom) is that simple person does not slip down to idiocy and clever person does not slip down to shrewdness. Both attributes simplicity and cleverness are given to individuals by the Supreme Intelligence for carving their own path, by going through their own karm. So when a simple person tries to be clever, he can end up making a fool of himself; a clever person is naturally inclined to become shrewd and getting caught up in the web of never ending karm cycle. Wisdom lies in knowing to which category you belong and not regret it, because this attribute has been bestowed upon you to come out of your karma cycle. This is Nature’s law and we should respect it and take it with gratitude rather than lamenting, for instance, ‘O’I m so simple. I can’t do this’. Clever

Emotions have two vitally important purposes for human beings. Emotions are a form of communication. Our feelings are one of the means by which we define ourselves. The interaction of our intellect and our emotions determines how we relate to ourselves. Our emotional energy is also the fuel that propels us down the pathways of our life journey. Emotions are the orchestra that provides the music for our individual dances - that dictate the rhythmic flow and movement of our human dance. Our feelings help us to define ourselves and then provide the combustible fuel that dictates the speed and direction of our motion - rather we are flowing with it or damming it up within ourselves. Healthy guilt is what we feel when we violate our own value system. It is an important intuitive component in maintaining a healthy, honest relationship with ourselves. Guilt helps us to be aware of areas that needs some more healing - behavior that is a reaction to old wounds and old tapes. It is genera

People come and go, You can not do anything, You lose the ones you love, Yet through it all you still love your life…. Time leave you to fight alone, You show a fake smile to hide all your pain, And always show that you are the happiest person on this earth, Yet through it all you still love your life…. Struggles meet you in the face to watch you slip up, Destiny does not favor sometimes, You still continue to work upon, Yet through it all you still love your life…. You want to do many things, But sometimes you can’t, You want to change the world, But you can't change a even a thing, Yet through it all you still love your life…

Today’s Special on World Poetry Day….. Aaj k is kavita diwas par ek kavita meri bhi…. Har tarah k mausam ko bayan karti hai ye kavitaye, Rang birange phoolo ki taarfie bhi batati hai, Chamakte hue chaand k kitne matlab batati hai, Aaj k is kavita diwas par ek kavita meri bhi…… Kya likhu kya na likhu ye sab jaanti hai, Dil k gaharayi ko ye hi bas pahchanti hai, Jab bhi aati hai lab pe dua koi, Ye hi hai jo shabdo me unhe dhalti hai, Aaj k is kavita diwas par ek kavita meri bhi……. Zindagi k safar ka ek aham hissa hoti hai, Bhoole bisri yaado ko sanjo kar ye rahti hai, Zindagi ki kadiyo bhi ye kavitaye jodti hai, Vaqk k anek motiyo ko ek dhage me piroti hai…. Aaj is moke per ek rachna meri bhi waqt k is pahlu me ek kavita meri bhi……

“This piece of writing is dedicated to the best buddies of my life…this was amazing time when we were together in graduation and post graduation…the moments we had spent together was just unforgettable…” Ajib dastan hoti hai dosti ki…. Kabhi ladai karna, kabhi manana accha lagta hai…. Kabhi satana to kabhi chidana accha lagta hai…. Dosto k liye kuch bhi kar jana accha lagta hai…. In dosto k bina jeevan begana sa lagta hai…. Safar zindagi ka ho ya train ka, Baatein kabhi khatam nahi hoti….. Har pal ek nayi dasta....har pal naya josh….. Ye dost ho to ye jaha apna sa lagta hai…. College ho ya hostel shor machana accha lagta hai…. Classrrom ho ya canteen kuch ko chidana accha lagta hai…. Movie show ho ya trip sabke sath hi jana accha lagta hai…. Jab rahte the sath me, tab ladna humesha hota tha…. Aaj ek phone ko bhi jamana lag jata hai….. Ye safar to chalta rahega, Sath rahengi to bas dost, dosti or ye yaadein…. Dos

There are some unanswerable questions…. Life is one of them, the biggest one… When it gives us the question…. It provides the conditions too… And when we are able to answer… It changes the questions… We can’t presume the next moment of life… But we make our own assumptions…. Because we don’t know where life takes us…. But we know where we are moving on…. What we think never happens…. What happens to us, we never thought of the same… Sometime we ignored many things…. But sometimes those things become life to you…. Life is full of those unsolved reasons…. It has many unanswerable questions… And the only thing which is certain…. Life goes on….it goes on!!!!!!!

Ek shayar ki shayari hai zindagi…. To kisi kavi ki kalpana bhi hai zindagi…. Ugate hue suraj ki kiran si hai zindagi….. To dhalte hue chand sib hi hai zindagi…. Kahin such ka sagar hai zindagi…. To dukh ka samandar bhi hai zindagi…. Kai uljhe hue sawaal hai zindagi….. To paheliyo me chupe jawaab bhi hai zindagi…. Saath chalte raahiyo ka karwa hai zindagi…. Kisi rahgir se pooch to ek karwan hai zindagi…. Kisi kalakaar se pooch to ek kala hai zindagi…. Rishto bhi bandhi ek dor hai zindagi…. Duniya me yu ane ka karwa hai zindagi…. To duniya se chale jaane ka silsila bhi hai zindagi…. Kabhi khwabo ka silsila hai zindagi..... To aaina e haqiqat bhi hai zindagi....

It was you who make me realize... What I always wanted from Life… What I always wish to get in Life… It was you who make me recognize… The real I, me myself to my life.. It was you who shows love to me… But it was me who could not realize It was you who makes every effort to make me understand… But it was me who never tried to understand… It was you who wanted to listen me just few words… But it was me who never ever spoke even a single word… It was you express your every thought to me… And it was me who never show my feelings even to me…

Colors have great significance…Every color is the symbol in itself…when we use to buy anything for ourselves; we always consider color and choose our favorite color…hues have great impact on personality of the individual…see, how important the colors are…its pretty interesting to have a day in our culture which is celebrated with colors…generally this dayz is known as the festival Holi…I also call it “A day with colors or The colorful day”. We celebrate this festival with different colors with our people…we should know the value of those colors…every color has its great importance, like wise color we should spread peace and happiness around the world…it’s a day of brightness spread the hues of love, compassion and blessings for everybody around us…we must value the significance of colors instead of just playing with these colors… But these days this day is just like anothers day…nobody is interested in spending some time with their love ones…and sometime their work pressure don’

Sometime when we study about globalization, new invention and new technologies…..the world is moving at its fastest pace….and we people are completely following this pace without knowing anything, just running and running behind one another…..when a neonate comes in this world and the person gone from this world……what is the system of all these…..one who is coming in this world, has to go one day….nobody is eternal on this earth…..we just have to complete the 60-70 years(Its arbitrary) of this life……everyone is living his life whatever it is……but one question always comes in my mind why we are here in this world…….right from the birth we are growing to learn so many things which needs to build a self sufficient individual, we are pressurize to do work hard to live this life peacefully……struggling for grades in school/colleges…..compete for a bright career so that we can live independently and striving for earning money, savings etc  for the future…..what is that future….ok fin

I am the happiest person on this earth.... because I found a friend, who knew everything I felt... who know my every weakness, and the problems I have been dealt... who understand my wonders, and listen to my dreams.... she listen to how I felt about life, and what it all means.... she understand what I was going through, and promised she'd stay long.... she can always read my face and my mind, even when I could not recognize... & its you, my friend !!!! she is more than a friend, she is more than a sister... I reached out to this friend, to show her that I care... to put her close and let her know, how  much I need her there.... I went to hold her hand, to pull her a bit never, and realize that this perfect friend I found was nothing but My Mirror !!!!!

I was searching for the answers that evaded me so long….. What I am trying to solve…. What I am resolve… It’s been so long… Words kept me awake…. All night and day, making me so confused and restless… I was sinking into the web of wishes… Of the long lost past…. I let my life down again & again…. That I was not wishing for it…. I killed my inner voice to come out…. But it calls me again and again…. But gradually I have started finding the way…… What is happening with me…. What things keep changing me… Why I am restless…. Why I am so confused…. In the midst of the night…. I am succeed to find a way…. I have got all the answer…. Yes, it was you…. It was you… And only You…!!!!

Consciously, I ask my sub conscious to supply me with some words.....to send up the thoughts which I could not able to realize for so long....and the words are: I'll never tell you, I can't tell you... the truth abt me, the truth abt you... But that doesn't mean I m lying to you... when I talk about you, when I talk about me.... It's just that I hide or suspect that I do.... what I know about me, what I know about you.... when I never told you...when I never told to me... why do I tell it now.... If ever you find, the me that is me.... I'll have to tell you...what I think about you..... I'll never do... when I talk about you, when I talk about me.... because its true....because its true... I'll never do....