Inside Out

FOS

2009-12-04T19:56:00.000-08:00

Kisi baat ko dil se nahi lagata,
Bina javab die hasta jata hai...
Chahe kitni bhi gaali pade,
Fir bhi jo kaam pe aata hai...

Boss ho chahe client ho,
Vo bas ok sir kehta jata hai...
Chahe dating ho ya driving ho,
Uska phone bhi chalta jata hai...

Chahe barish gire ya dhoop pade,
Vo bas kaam hi karta hai...
Chhe bukhar me ho tadap raha,
Aaram nahi kar pata hai...

Kitna bhi vo kaam kare,
Wah wahi nahi vo pata hai...
Sabse kam tankhah pake bhi,
Muh pe shikan nahi dikhlata hai...

Kabhi hotel me kabhi sadak pe,
Vada-pao khake reh jata hai...
Kabhi jeb me paise na ho to,
Ciggratte se hi kaam chalata hai...

Kahbi utha ke bhari dabbe,
Sadko pe chalta jata hai...
Kabhi kabhi apni halat pe,
Khud hi jo sharmata hai...

Apni naukari bachane ko vo,
Darjano ko bevakoof banata hai...
Usi ke bal pe company chale,
Par ant me khud hi doob jata hai...

Uski chahe koi na sune,
Vo sabki sunta jata hai...
Raat ko yaaron ki toli me,
Masti se gaane gaata hai...

Subah reporting sham reporting,
9 se 9 ki naukari me jo fasta hai...
Kabhi kabhi to lagta hai ki,
Insaan ke shareer me ek gadha hi basta hai...

Oops!!!!!

2008-12-06T08:04:00.000-08:00

Yes…. That’s what my mind says after reading n watching all these nation wide protests happening on streets, against terrorist and Pakistan. Young, elder…Hindu Muslim whatever caste it may be…protesting on streets…read in newspaper some people took help of eunuchs…and said patil and pakistan "chakka"…"haai haai"…
It was really bad that all happened in INDIA 26/11…as all the Indians my heart also mourned after watching all that…
But when thought about it all my mind said-"oops"… What is this happening man!!…

What has happened to this "aam janta" of our country???Are these the same people who run to US..UK or other overseas places to earn money… making brain drain the biggest problem. Are they same who like to wear nike/puma/reebok shoes rather than Kolhapuri chappals/hand made shoes(unless some designer doesn't suggests that as a special seasonal wear). For most of them brand means more than nature and behaviour of collegues.
This has never happened before… these people on streets… Shocking isn't it???!!

Some said mumbaikars are very easy going…. So many times Mumbai has faced all these terror attacks but from the very next day city seems same as before… let me remind them who say all this… that it is not the simplicity of people….it is the eagerness to earn money , the demand of market and time… increasing pressure in companies… if you not reaching their at time you are fired… under such circumstances who will compromise with their lives????

The aam janta is protesting today….with various banners like- " We need 1 crore more Unnikrishnans","what these fake politicians are doing???".."are we at all safe????" all this blah blah…(this is what I consider it as) today this aam janta (with well known celebs off course!!) is at streets not because so many innocent people has lost their lives or govt. has flaws in their system… but because they fear that one of them can be the victim whenever the next attack happens, as this time the terror attacks not at all focused specifically at celebs or politicians or any page3 person.. But any1 who is human…and that too mostly middle(middle/lower) class or upper(upper/middle) class people…that’s what CST and leopard café attack shows.

Many people are protesting because they fear if they won't, no person from the other caste is going to spare them(Many of them must really be feeling bad too)I know right now they will deny all this ,but at the time of Indo-Pak cricket matches /war , they have been seen taking side of our neighbor country). Muslim community said they will celebrate Bakra-id,by tying a black ribbon…it’s a good way of protesting ,at least when the terror bosses are shouting that they are working for the welfare of their own community(in this way it’s a good sigh ,as it shows as if Muslims brothers from India are saying we are quite well here… no more welfare help is required)

And I would thank my stars that no one can enforce a "fatwa" against me for writing all this lol...

Why not instead of saying we need so n so many Unnikrishnans ,ask your own son/daughter to join army ,air force ,navy..and take the 1st step..(for the betterment of nation). Y not make him to sacrifice his life for nation? As some people has done after seeing all this 26/11 attacks .
People are abusing terrorist…I say we must thank them, at least their something in this world which can arouse the emotions of people… and can remind them that they are INDIAN… true Indian. Instead of protesting and using total useless language for politicians, they should take the responsibilities in their own hands.
Instead of remembering the victims and protesting with candles in hands…. They should remember them and take pledge with candles in hands… to make India a country to be felt proud for(for the people who don’t find it good enough/the people who consider INDIA as a backward nation) .That I suppose can make the souls happy , of those who were killed or sacrificed their lives for nation.
Unnikrishnan and other men sacrificed their lives not because the person they were saving was their blood relative….but because they truly loved their nation… and used to understand the meaning of the sentence(which is commonly used in protests/political rallies) "BHARAT MATA KI JAI" well..

2008-06-21T21:17:00.000-07:00

Forever....

I loved you a lott,but never said..

I realise now,that I was mad..

You too knew,that I used to lie..

Always used to make ur bheja fry..

I can never forget the days spent with you..

Those were the days of enjoyment and love flue..

Every single moment I remember even now..

I used to b the bully & u used to b d cow..

The love the fight every now n then..

Never thought fighting where n when..

The never ending gossips and laughter we had..

You used to appreciate what I used to hate..

I never thought that we will depart..

But destiny worked on its part..

You always asked do "I" want "You" to die..

I said "Ya sure!! Oh my cutie pie"..

I never wanted my words to come true..

But god taught me a lesson by calling you..

Today I regret but you are not there..

Even today I laugh but inside have no flair..

Every laugh of mine reminds me of you..

I'll keep my promises as I always do..

I'v made you my present you are not my past..

My love for you will never last...

2008-06-21T20:58:00.000-07:00

Main hi kyu parayi ki ja rahi hu maa,

bhaiya bhi to teri hi kokh se janma hai na maa,

main to hamesha se teri rajkumari thi na,

aaj kaise tune moh tyag dia maa,

maine apni zindagi k sapne dekhne shuru hi kiye the,

tune unhe kaanch ki ratah tod dia maa,

socha tha teri seva karke khushi dungi tujhe,

tune ye mauka mujhse kyu chin lia maa,

har pal tere daaman me chupne ki adat hai mujhe,

tune kaise apna daman mujhse chin lia maa,

jab bhi main darti hu tera haath pakadti hu,

tune kaise mujhe paraye haathon me saup dia maa,

bachpan se tune kaha main hu teri apni,

aaj kyon tune ye sabit nahi kia maa,

us anjane mahol me mujhe har pal teri yaad aayegi,

kya tune bhi kabhi ye socha hai maa,

ye parayepan ka ehsaas mujhe khaye ja raha hai,

kya tera pyaar bas ek dikhava tha maa...

2008-06-21T20:31:00.000-07:00

Zindagi aur maut me ,

kuch palon ka faasla,

maine mehsoos kia hai....

Vo har pal ka zindagi ban jana,

maine mehsoos kia hai....

Vo baba ke gale me dukh se baat atak jana,

maine mehsoos kia hai....

Vo amma ka budhape me toot k jhar jana,

maine mehsoos kia hai....

Vo papa ka shunya me taankte reh jana,

maine mehsoos kia hai....

Vo maa ki aankho se chup chup k aansu behna,

maine mehsoos kia hai....

Vo aakhiri palon me dosto ka hasna hasana,

maine mehsoos kia hai....

Vo pyar ki ankho me soonapan bas jana,

maine mehsoos kia hai....

Vo har pal k saath dhadkane bad jana,

maine mehsoos kia hai....

Vo apna dard kisi ko na bata pana,

maine mehsoos kia hai....

Vo aakhiri saanso ka ragon me behna,

maine mehsoos kia hai....

Vo har pal ka marna...aur fir samhalna,

maine mehsoos kia hai....

2008-06-21T20:15:00.000-07:00

......

Zindagi me saath ko tere,

maine koi koshish chodi na thi,

wade sare kie the poore,

koi kadi tooti chodi na thi..

Har pal saath nibhaya tha,

har mushkil ki thi aasan,

har khushi me thi saath tumhare,

har gam me aansu bahaya tha..

Har mod pe bas kaante hi the,

jinhe par karke main aage badi,

tere saath ko main bas tere liye,

har ek rishte ki sooli chadi..

Ma roi thi chillayi thi,

jag hasai jo maine karayi thi,

main na mani thi jo thani,

bas tere liye thi deewani..

Ek din aya sapna toota,

kismat ne jab mujhko loota,

tu bich rah par chod chala,

judi hui kadiyan tod chala..

Meri galti thi ya na thi,

mujhe pata nahi kya khata rahi,

par aaj khata ye karti hu,

teri yad me pal pal marti hu...

2008-06-21T11:16:00.000-07:00

Zindagi...

Jane kiska intazaar karti hai zindagi...

har pal kyu bekaraar karti hai zindagi...

ye hame bhi hai pata vo vapas na ayenge..

fir bhi kyu unhi se pyar karti hai zindagi..

Har lamha mujhe ashq deti hai zindagi..

fir bhi muskurane ko kehti hai zindagi..

har kisi ko muqammal jahan nahi milta..

yehi haske mujhse kehti hai zindagi...

Ansuon k samandar me beh chali ye zindagi..

aur kisi ka sahara de chali na zindagi..

mujhse hai bair tera keh rahi hai zindagi..

jiitna hai ab mujhe,main keh rahi hu zindagi...

Chalte Chalte....

2008-06-21T10:34:00.000-07:00

Chalte chalte...

Aasma me dekha abhi,
ek sitara toot gaya....
chalte chalte bich safar me,
ek sahara chut gaya....

tavajjo di thi zindagi me usko bahut,
dariya to vahi thi..bas kinara tha door gaya...

chalte chalte biich safar me....

hum to bharosa kie baithe the mukaddar pe hamare,
par vo mukaddar-e-zalim bhi hamse rooth gaya...

chalte chalte biich safar me...

zindagi maut ka mohtaj nahi hai pyar hamara,
hame to ye yaad hai..shayad khuda ye bhul gaya...

chalte chalte biich safar me...
ek sahara chut gaya...

Some poems I wrote , and shared with my diary...

2008-06-21T10:12:00.000-07:00

My very 1st poem..may seem bacchon types ...

Laughter is neccesary,

to hide your tears....

Laughter is necessary,

to fight with your fears....

Laughter is necessary ,

to keep yourself light...

Laughter is necessary ,

to stay away from fight...

Laughter is necessary ,

to make you delight....

Laughter is necessary ,

to feel that you hav life...

KEEP LAUGHING...KEEP ENJOYING LIFE...

SOUL AND DIVINE….

2008-06-21T07:07:00.000-07:00

SOUL AND DIVINE….

I loved u, and always wanted u to love me ...though I never said...but u realized it some how...
We both silently loved each other... I was too happy, as it was my dream world...in fact beyond dreams...
But destiny… one day surprisingly every thing changed...
A topsy-turvy u may say...

We departed, and after some time, departed forever...
I kept shading my tears remembering u, and each n every moment, each n every thing reminded me of only u...
Once I came to know that your soul has not met peace, the divine, out in that world...which is a requirement of every soul...
It made me turned blue...I became a freak thinking about it...why is it happening...tried...n tried my level best to find the reason…but couldn't find one.
And then one night…I was sleeping… n you slowly creeped in my dreams. And told me the reason... I was astonished n shocked... was that true...is it possible????
I got up in morning...don’t know...why and how tears had in my eyes....
I kept sitting...blank ...for some minutes...and kept thinking about the dream...I saw....Was that true...Can it be a reason...
It was driving me crazy...I was touching insanity...
How can love...????????
Then after trying a lot succeeded a bit to keep my emotions aside…and I thought rationally, n finally reached the answer...which is probably right...
Yes, he is right!!! I am the reason, because of me his soul is unable to meet the divine peace…Now I am feeling guilt…not coz I loved you...but because I cried thinking for you, kept crying for you, without even thinking that you can also be the sufferer...
I cried remembering you and slowly I didn’t even came to know…when I stopping crying for u....and made you a reason for my every tear....and somehow it happened...I made you responsible for my tears...
And never wanted to ...but you too made yourself responsible for all my tears...and your sad soul kept searching for the solution, but didn’t get one, and finally you told me ...by coming in my dream…
Today I have realized...and now I promise… no more tears...

NOW YOU ARE RELEASED.....
GO… AND MEET THE DIVINE.....