Nav-Varsh....

Varsh nav hai, harsh nav hai,

Aur ye utkarsh nav hai...

Kshitij nav hai, dhara nav hai,

Aur ye prakash nav hai...

Geet nav hai, sangeet nav hai, 

Aur ye alaap nav hai...

Pragati nav hai, prerna nav hai,

Aur ye aagaz nav hai...

Chetna nav hai, kalpana nav hai,

Aur ye jeevan nav hai...

Shakti nav hai, bhakti nav hai

Aur ye abhivyakti nav hai.... 

Sukh nav ho, samriddhi nav ho,

Aapki har kaamna paripoorn ho...

Vandana nav ho, saadhna nav ho,

aapki har aaradhna paripoorn ho...

How It Feels When You Detach....??

Hmm.....what to say? Let me tell you one thing........

Today i forgot my password to login my blog....of course i was feeling so silly. This thing suddenly made me think that am i not paying attention to my writings, or am i detaching from feelings, emotions..or something else..?

There was a big question mark in front of me. Something was wrong..but yes finally i succeed to rememeber my password, and i took a deep breath...!! Don't you think that when you start writing on your diary, or on your blog, you establish an invisible relationship with it. And then you start making it more flavoured, more bright and more deep because of your emotions for that relation. So the thing is that continuity of the relationship must be there...It does not matter at all that what kind of relationship you have, if it makes you happy..

Well i was really disappointed on forgetting my password. Now its fine..

Sardiyan.....

Aaj subah se hi halki-halki dhundh chhayi hui thi, aasman ne kohre ki chaadar odh rakhi thi. Dhoop aankh-michauli kar rahi thi, din ka pata bhi naa chala aur shaam ho gayi. Sardiyan aa gayi hain.Aaj ki sardi mujhe yaad dilati hain " mere bachchpan" ki. :-).

Jab school jaana hota tha sardi mein,

Kohre mein kuch bhi dikhai nahi deta tha,

"Maa ki daant" hamesha khani padti thi scarf na pahnne ke liye,

aur meri uniform ( white shirt, blue skirt, blue blazer, blue socks & black shoes ).

hahaha......!!( B'ful uniform....lolz)

Subah "rikshewale bhaiya" aakar zor se aawaz dete the,

aur wo kabhi absent nahi hote the :-(

magar ab sab kuch badal gaya hai, 

sirf ek cheez chhod kar.............."Mujhe abhi bhi sardiyan bahut pasand hain"

Hai Jinhe Aatm-Vishwas....

"Hai rath mein kewal chakra ek,

Saarthi bhi pangu nirantar,

Fir naag-paash se bandhe ashwa,

Aadhaarheen path dushkar,

Hai karta soorya tathapi nitya,

Yatra asankhya yojan ki,

Hai jinhe aatm-vishwas, unhe fir chinta kya "saadhan" ki......"

The above lines are taken from a famous poem.

[with due credit to the poet......]

"Hai satya ki raah kathin lekin,

Jeevan anvarat prayas hi hai,

Fir darta kyun mann chalne se,

Jab asha-kiran bhi saath hi hai, 

Tum aage badhte raho sada,

Lipsa yadi vishwa-vijay ki,

Hai jinhe aatm-vishwas, unhe fir chinta kya "saadhan" ki......

Bas Tu Hi Tu, Aur Tu Hi Tu.....

Mere mann mein tu, mere tann mein tu,

Meri raah mein tu, meri chaah mein tu,

Mere nain mein tu, mere chain mein tu,

Meri aas mein tu, meri saans mein tu,

Mere rang mein tu, mere sang mein tu,

Mere saaj mein tu, mere raaj mein tu,

Mere hriday mein tu, mere samay mein tu,

Mere geet mein tu, meri preet mein tu,

Mere pal mein tu, mere kal mein tu,

Mere satya mein tu, mere tatva mein tu,

Mere aks mein tu, har shakhs mein tu,

Meri subah mein tu, meri saanjh mein tu,

Meri nabj mein tu, mere jajb mein tu,

Meri aadi mein tu, mere ant mein tu,

Bas tu hi tu, aur tu hi tu.......

When Do People Write?

How is the idea of writing something interesting, something new and something that is really worth?

I am a bad writer who can write something, who works on the policy of "something is better than nothing"  :-). But of course.."YES", at least I can write....

Coming back to our idea... I think there is  something which forces people to write. 

The things on which people generally act,  feel, and think, the things which have great impact on our life, the things which stop us for a moment to think from our hectic schedule, the things which are very close to us, the things which touch us...........all the above things force us to pen down our thoughts. Is it not enough to write on?

Is Remarriage Wrong...? If Yes Then Why...?

She rushed from hospital as she was dying to see her 2 years old son, who was at home with his grandpa. Her husband was in army and died one year back in an accident.Her father-in-law is a retired professor. She is a gynaecologist and she is proficient at her job.She is just 28. She adores her family a lot. After reaching at home she saw her baby  sleeping in his grandpa's arms. She took a deep breath and smiled at her father-in-law. Today she did two major operations and was too much tired.She made two cups of coffee and after giving one to her father-in-law she went in her room. She wanted to sleep.But she was thinking about what his collegue said to her 2 days back. She was very uncomfortable with the question he asked. She knew her responsibilities very well and was fulfilling those at fullest.Her collegue is her college friend. They did their masters in surgery from the same college. He loved her from college time,but he never said it. She got married with the person of her own choice, who was also a surgeon in army. Now she met with her friend after a long time. And he knows all the things, that she lost her husband & she is having a baby.But now he wants to marry her. When he asked her, she was extremely uncomfortable with him & his question. She did not share with anyone.....her mind was telling her that she should say a NO, but her heart was telling her to say a YES.She is confused. A lot of questions are there, like-

Who will take care of her father-in-law? 

Will her friend be a responsible husband and a father? 

What others will think about that?

What her father-in-law will think?

She is a very confident and proficient doctor. She can solve any kind of complex surgical case, but she is not able to answer this question.She is having everything, all the luxuries. She is able enough to fulfill all her child's dreams & demands..........but she can not return a father to her child, she can not return a son to her old father-in-law & she also can not get her husband back.

She is feeling helpless and all alone this time.