Good Morning Beautiful :)

Good morning beautiful ,

waking up and finding you around ,

knowing dawn is on and darkness has gone,

i realize everything is beautiful .

putting my brush across my cheeks brings

my energy to its peaks .thoughts of the day bring glow on my

face and traces of your smile makes me alive

and i realize everything is beautiful.

Good morning beautiful

Ecstatic poems

Ishq De Naween Naween Bahar | Bulleh Shah

Ishq dee naween naween bahar
Love is ever new and fresh

Jaan main sabq Ishq da parhya
Masjid kolon jeyorra darya
poch poch thakur dowrey warrya
Jithey wajdey naad hazaar

The day I learn the lesson of Love
I was scared of the mosque and dreaded fasts
I looked around and entered a temple
Where sounded many a drum-blast

-Ved, Quran parh parh thakey
Sajdey kardiyaan ghis gaye mathey
Na Rab Tayrath, na Rab Makkeh
Jis paya tas nur anwaar

Tired of reading the Vedas and Quran
Kneeling and prostrating my forehead shorn
At Mathura or Mecca He does not dwell
He who has found Him, only he can tell

Phok musaleh, bhun sat lota
Na parh tasbeh, aasa, sota
Ashiq kehndey dey dey hoka
“Tark hlaalon, kha murdar”

Burn the prayer mat, break the water pot
Quit the rosary, threw away the staff
Lovers say at the top of their voice
Leave the kosher and eat the shot

-Heer Ranjhey dey hogaye meeley
Bholi Heer dhondi beley
Ranjhan yaar baghal wich kheyley
Surt na rahya, surt sanbhaar

Heer and Ranjha have already met
In vain she looks for him in the orchard
Ranjha lies in the folds of her arms
Having her love, she has gained him hard

Translation:

by Kartar Singh Duggal

Ecstatic Poems:

 

Aa Mil Yaar | Bulleh Shah

Aa mil yaar saarley, Meri jaan dikhaan ney gyheri
Come my love take care of me,
I am in great agony.

Ander khawab vchora hoya, Khabar na payndi teri
Soni ban wich luti saiyaan, Soor palang ney gheyri
Ever separated, my dreams are dreary,
Looking for you, my eyes are weary.
All alone I am robbed in a desert,
Waylaid by a bunch of way words.

Mullan Qazi rah batawaan, Deen dharam dey pherey
Aye taan thag jugat dey jhaar, lawaanjaal chufereey
The Mullah and Qazi show me the way,
Their maze of Dharma that is in sway.
They are the confirmed thieves of time,
they spread their net saintly crime.

Karam sharo dey dharam batawan, Sangal pawan pereen
Zaat mazhab yeh ishq na pochdaa, Ishq shara da weri
Their time-worn norms are seldom right,
With these they chain my feet so toght.
My love cares not for caste or creed,
To the rituals faith I pay no heed.

Nadioon paar aye mulk sajan da, lehar lobh ney gheri
Satgor beri perhi khalotey, ten kion lai aweri
My Master lives on yonder bank,
While I am caught in the gale of greed.
With boat of anchor, He stands in wait,
I must hasten, I can’t be late.

Bulleh Shah sho tenoon milsi. Dil noo dey dileyri
Pritam pass tey tolna kis noon? bhlioon shaker dopheri
Bulleh Shah must find his love,
He needn’t have the last fright.
His love is around, yet he looks for Him,
Misled in the broad daylight.

Aa mil yaar saarley, Meri jaan dikhaan ney gyheri
Come my love take care of me,
I am in great agony.

Translation:

by Kartar Singh Duggal

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Secret of Life

Ram Prasad Bismil , a true of son of land was a man of many qualities . Except being a freedom fighter ,he was quite into writing.We all know about “Sarfiroshi ki tamana “ , which is still a hot shot song in many Bollywood movies . I have a long association with this song. Being army ward and student of army school,We used to sing or hear this song quite oftenly . But this song is not only master piece of this master of words .Here i present with one of the unknown gazal of Mr. Bismil “Secret of life”.

 

चर्चा अपने क़त्ल का अब दुश्मनों के दिल में है,
देखना है ये तमाशा कौन सी मंजिल में है ?
कौम पर कुर्बान होना सीख लो ऐ हिन्दियो !
ज़िन्दगी का राज़े-मुज्मिर खंजरे-क़ातिल में है !
साहिले-मक़सूद पर ले चल खुदारा नाखुदा !
आज हिन्दुस्तान की कश्ती बड़ी मुश्किल में है !
दूर हो अब हिन्द से तारीकि-ए-बुग्जो-हसद ,
अब यही हसरत यही अरमाँ हमारे दिल में है !
बामे-रफअत पर चढ़ा दो देश पर होकर फना ,
'बिस्मिल' अब इतनी हविश बाकी हमारे दिल में है !

RAM PARSAD BISMIL

झाँसी की रानी

सिंहासन हिल उठे राजवंशों ने भृकुटी तानी थी,
बूढ़े भारत में आई फिर से नयी जवानी थी,
गुमी हुई आज़ादी की कीमत सबने पहचानी थी,
दूर फिरंगी को करने की सबने मन में ठानी थी।
चमक उठी सन सत्तावन में, वह तलवार पुरानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

कानपूर के नाना की, मुँहबोली बहन छबीली थी,
लक्ष्मीबाई नाम, पिता की वह संतान अकेली थी,
नाना के सँग पढ़ती थी वह, नाना के सँग खेली थी,
बरछी ढाल, कृपाण, कटारी उसकी यही सहेली थी।
वीर शिवाजी की गाथायें उसकी याद ज़बानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

लक्ष्मी थी या दुर्गा थी वह स्वयं वीरता की अवतार,
देख मराठे पुलकित होते उसकी तलवारों के वार,
नकली युद्ध-व्यूह की रचना और खेलना खूब शिकार,
सैन्य घेरना, दुर्ग तोड़ना ये थे उसके प्रिय खिलवार।
महाराष्टर-कुल-देवी उसकी भी आराध्य भवानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

हुई वीरता की वैभव के साथ सगाई झाँसी में,
ब्याह हुआ रानी बन आई लक्ष्मीबाई झाँसी में,
राजमहल में बजी बधाई खुशियाँ छाई झाँसी में,
सुभट बुंदेलों की विरुदावलि सी वह आयी झांसी में,
चित्रा ने अर्जुन को पाया, शिव से मिली भवानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

उदित हुआ सौभाग्य, मुदित महलों में उजियाली छाई,
किंतु कालगति चुपके-चुपके काली घटा घेर लाई,
तीर चलाने वाले कर में उसे चूड़ियाँ कब भाई,
रानी विधवा हुई, हाय! विधि को भी नहीं दया आई।
निसंतान मरे राजाजी रानी शोक-समानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

बुझा दीप झाँसी का तब डलहौज़ी मन में हरषाया,
राज्य हड़प करने का उसने यह अच्छा अवसर पाया,
फ़ौरन फौजें भेज दुर्ग पर अपना झंडा फहराया,
लावारिस का वारिस बनकर ब्रिटिश राज्य झाँसी आया।
अश्रुपूर्णा रानी ने देखा झाँसी हुई बिरानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

अनुनय विनय नहीं सुनती है, विकट शासकों की माया,
व्यापारी बन दया चाहता था जब यह भारत आया,
डलहौज़ी ने पैर पसारे, अब तो पलट गई काया,
राजाओं नव्वाबों को भी उसने पैरों ठुकराया।
रानी दासी बनी, बनी यह दासी अब महरानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

छिनी राजधानी दिल्ली की, लखनऊ छीना बातों-बात,
कैद पेशवा था बिठुर में, हुआ नागपुर का भी घात,
उदैपुर, तंजौर, सतारा, करनाटक की कौन बिसात?
जबकि सिंध, पंजाब ब्रह्म पर अभी हुआ था वज्र-निपात।
बंगाले, मद्रास आदि की भी तो वही कहानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

रानी रोयीं रिनवासों में, बेगम ग़म से थीं बेज़ार,
उनके गहने कपड़े बिकते थे कलकत्ते के बाज़ार,
सरे आम नीलाम छापते थे अंग्रेज़ों के अखबार,
'नागपूर के ज़ेवर ले लो लखनऊ के लो नौलख हार'।
यों परदे की इज़्ज़त परदेशी के हाथ बिकानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

कुटियों में भी विषम वेदना, महलों में आहत अपमान,
वीर सैनिकों के मन में था अपने पुरखों का अभिमान,
नाना धुंधूपंत पेशवा जुटा रहा था सब सामान,
बहिन छबीली ने रण-चण्डी का कर दिया प्रकट आहवान।
हुआ यज्ञ प्रारम्भ उन्हें तो सोई ज्योति जगानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

महलों ने दी आग, झोंपड़ी ने ज्वाला सुलगाई थी,
यह स्वतंत्रता की चिनगारी अंतरतम से आई थी,
झाँसी चेती, दिल्ली चेती, लखनऊ लपटें छाई थी,
मेरठ, कानपूर, पटना ने भारी धूम मचाई थी,
जबलपूर, कोल्हापूर में भी कुछ हलचल उकसानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

इस स्वतंत्रता महायज्ञ में कई वीरवर आए काम,
नाना धुंधूपंत, ताँतिया, चतुर अज़ीमुल्ला सरनाम,
अहमदशाह मौलवी, ठाकुर कुँवरसिंह सैनिक अभिराम,
भारत के इतिहास गगन में अमर रहेंगे जिनके नाम।
लेकिन आज जुर्म कहलाती उनकी जो कुरबानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

इनकी गाथा छोड़, चले हम झाँसी के मैदानों में,
जहाँ खड़ी है लक्ष्मीबाई मर्द बनी मर्दानों में,
लेफ्टिनेंट वाकर आ पहुँचा, आगे बड़ा जवानों में,
रानी ने तलवार खींच ली, हुया द्वन्द्ध असमानों में।
ज़ख्मी होकर वाकर भागा, उसे अजब हैरानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

रानी बढ़ी कालपी आई, कर सौ मील निरंतर पार,
घोड़ा थक कर गिरा भूमि पर गया स्वर्ग तत्काल सिधार,
यमुना तट पर अंग्रेज़ों ने फिर खाई रानी से हार,
विजयी रानी आगे चल दी, किया ग्वालियर पर अधिकार।
अंग्रेज़ों के मित्र सिंधिया ने छोड़ी रजधानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

विजय मिली, पर अंग्रेज़ों की फिर सेना घिर आई थी,
अबके जनरल स्मिथ सम्मुख था, उसने मुहँ की खाई थी,
काना और मंदरा सखियाँ रानी के संग आई थी,
युद्ध श्रेत्र में उन दोनों ने भारी मार मचाई थी।
पर पीछे ह्यूरोज़ आ गया, हाय! घिरी अब रानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

तो भी रानी मार काट कर चलती बनी सैन्य के पार,
किन्तु सामने नाला आया, था वह संकट विषम अपार,
घोड़ा अड़ा, नया घोड़ा था, इतने में आ गये अवार,
रानी एक, शत्रु बहुतेरे, होने लगे वार-पर-वार।
घायल होकर गिरी सिंहनी उसे वीर गति पानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

रानी गई सिधार चिता अब उसकी दिव्य सवारी थी,
मिला तेज से तेज, तेज की वह सच्ची अधिकारी थी,
अभी उम्र कुल तेइस की थी, मनुज नहीं अवतारी थी,
हमको जीवित करने आयी बन स्वतंत्रता-नारी थी,
दिखा गई पथ, सिखा गई हमको जो सीख सिखानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

जाओ रानी याद रखेंगे ये कृतज्ञ भारतवासी,
यह तेरा बलिदान जगावेगा स्वतंत्रता अविनासी,
होवे चुप इतिहास, लगे सच्चाई को चाहे फाँसी,
हो मदमाती विजय, मिटा दे गोलों से चाहे झाँसी।
तेरा स्मारक तू ही होगी, तू खुद अमिट निशानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

सुभद्रा कुमारी चौहान

Some Thing Fresh ---PG Wodehouse

He was master of comedy but that doesn’t mean he blew every thing in air .He had a good grip on all humanly emotions .No doubt  he is one of the best comic writer of our time .After lot of restraints finally i put my hands of comic genre and i started with best “ Some Thing Fresh “ by PG Wodehouse.A story set on the canvas of British society ,full of anecdotes about social structure of British lifestyle .A story in which you can find Earls,lords ,valets ,doormen,Chef ,horsemen ,couch men ,main maid and a hell lot of designations and that too just in one house .On one side this story is comedy but just if you dip deep in to it one can read a-lot in between lines about changes happening in the society at the time this book was written .

This story revolves around a scarab and Blanding castle . 

• Ashe Marson, a writer of detective novels
• Joan Valentine, Ashe's neighbour, who writes stories for a gossip magazine
• Aline Peters, an old friend of Joan Valentine
  • J. Preston Peters, Aline's father, a wealthy Scarab collector
• The Earl of Emsworth, absent-minded master of Blandings
  • Freddie Threepwood, his younger son, engaged to Aline
  • Lady Ann Warblington, Emsworth's widowed sister, chatelaine of Blandings
• Rupert Baxter, Lord Emsworth's very efficient secretary
• Sebastian Beach, dignified head butler at Blandings Castle
  • Mrs Twemlow, housekeeper at the Castle
• George Emerson, a Hong Kong police officer, in love with Aline
• R. Jones, an obese bookmaker, a friend of Freddie Threepwood

Mr Marson ,main lead of our story met lead lady(Miss Valentine) of the story in his neighbourhood while flexing his muscles .She not only stimulate him but also inspire him to move ahead in life.They met once and then met again and again till they got married but this story is not as romantic as it sound now .Mr Peter is a proud owner of a antique scarab which Mr Emsworth drop in his pocket by mistake .Mr Peter employed Marson to steal that scarab mean while Mr Peter’s daughter too proposed same proposal to Miss valentine because of this they again crossed road with each other .Marson finally manages to acquire that scarab and gave to his legitimate owner ,who offered him an offer to be is secretary .Marson too propose Miss Valentine to marry him .This is a general story ,No sorry i don’t agree .As i said you have to read in between line to understand essence of this story .

Temporal to Eternal

 

When in every form there is the hint

of formless

and in every movement there is a

message of stillness

when in every thought there is a

whisper of silence

and in every finite space there is the

quest of infinite

when a form takes us from the

temporal to the eternal

it is then that akriti leads to sanskriti

that is beautifully Indian.

Anonymous

A drop from the ocean of Galib

 

dil-e-nadan tujhe hua kya hai

akhir is dard ki dawa kya hai

ham hain mushtaq aur wo bezar

ya ilahi ye majara kya hai

main bhi munh mein zaban rakhta hun

kash pucho k mudda kya hai

jab k tujh bin nahi koi maujud

phir ye hangama, ai Khuda kya hai

ye pari chehra log kaise hain

gamaza-o-ishwa-o-ada kya hai

shikan-e-zulf-e-ambari kyon hai

nigah-e-chashm-e-surma sa kya hai

sabza-o-gul kahan se aye hain

abr kya chiz hai hawa kya hai

hamko unse wafa ki hai ummid

jo nahi jante wafa kya hai

han bhala kar tera bhala hoga

aur darwesh ki sada kya hai

jan tum par nisar karta hun

main nahi janta dua kya hai

main ne mana k kuch nahi 'ghalib'

muft hath aye to bura kya hai

I save a life ,you too can…

Saving life is a divine job and it is not as complicated as it sounds . The moment i think of saving some ones life, following ideas rush through my mind .

1. I need a MBBS degree… ohhh…after finishing an engineering degree …never i don’t want to loose my all hairs .

2. Nurse …hmmm… i still remember the movie ” Meet the Fockers “ and Male Nurse is still a alien concept for Indian society .

3.I will go to the planet “krypton”… will live there for a while and come back to earth as SUPER MAN …boring…

4. I will donate the Blood …this one sound easy .

yap finally  i got it right . i will donate my blood because …

now the point is, Is it really safe ? How could an engineer answer that .Well i am regular blood donor and i started it long back ,when i was 19 year old ”minimum age to donate blood is 17 years”. it all started with a small anecdote . My maternal aunt had to go through a small surgery and my uncle was quite sceptic about donating blood .Fortunately for my uncle , i was in the city and i was his only  relative in the city to whom he can reach for help .It was a strange situation as a grown man of 34 years requesting a young lad of 19 years to donate blood in his place because he needles hunt him from child-hood so I took this chance quietly  .As a Sanik school product i have profound friendship with pain so i said ok mama ji lets try it out.That’s how it started .After that incident next time i donated blood to a un-known old lady ,she might be in her last days and a street beggar .She was dying of some problem and was admitted in AIIMS by the help of an NGO .One of my friend was looking for O+ blood group for her and he just come across to me and I readily accepted his offer .I don’t know why i did but now i bless my friend to give me that opportunity to save a life .even though i was not the only one to donate blood to her as she required around 4 bottles of blood but  still i cherish the happiness or self relief or i don’t know how to explain that emotion but that moment was quite a soul satisfying one .Then only i understand the value of my blood ,which i can donate every quarter.Our body is quite capable of creating 450 gm. of blood with in a day .if an adult has no bad habits (drugs /smoking or HIV) he or she can donate blood ,not only because it is good for healthy but also the feeling of donating will fill you with out of world enjoyment ,which i am incapable of expressing in the words.

Don’t afraid of donating blood it is a harmless and scientifically proven technique .You can save lives just by a small gesture .Come and lets donate our blood to help others to live but please take precautions too. never go to un-authorised camp or clinic or hospital .before donating blood have a check that blood donation camp officials have all equipment's or not .are they sterilizing the needles . Do they have proper arrangements and government orders because your blood is not only precious to your-self but its precious to some one else too.

Blood donation :

 

What exactly happens during blood-donation?

Giving blood is a very simple and straight forward process. On arrival at a blood drive, you will be asked to fill a few details on a donor form. Your medical history will be taken by a medical personnel in an area which provides adequate privacy. We routinely take a small drop of blood to ensure that you aren't anaemic. After you pass this simple medical screening process, you will be escorted to a blood donation area. The actual blood donation takes about 10 minutes followed by a little rest and refreshments.

What should I eat after blood donation?

Drink some liquid like tea, cold drink, juice, etc. to replenish fluid and eat some snacks. All this will be available for you at the blood donation site.

What does a blood bank do?

It collects blood, processes it in its components, tests for any possible disease, stores blood components at optimum temperature and gives these to the needy patients after cross matching.

What happens to blood I donate?

Your blood goes to a modern blood bank - Prathama Blood Center. Within 6 hours of Blood collection its processing starts at Prathama Blood Centre. It is separated into components viz. Red Cells, White Cells, Plasma & Platelets. These Blood components are made available to Ahmedabad Municipal Corporation Hospitals, Govt. Hospitals, Nursing Homes. Medical setups, which do not have blood storage facilities, send their samples to us for cross matching following which blood is sent to them directly. All this is to ensure fastest response to the patient’s need. This is how each time you donate blood you save up to 4 lives.

Why blood components?

In modern medicine there is no room for whole blood. Developed countries have switched over to blood components for more than 20 years. Unfortunately in India still 95% of the blood is used as whole blood. By making blood components, all the useful parts of blood can be used. In whole blood, platelets die and clotting factors become ineffective and the patient receives unwanted and ineffective components.

What all things you test my blood for?

Automatic and highly sensitive Robotic blood testing set up is used to test each and every unit of blood for HIV Virus (AIDS), Hepatitis B & C virus (Jaundice) Malaria Parasite, Syphilis and also blood groups. Bar Code systems, fully integrated computer network, real time information processing makes our lab only of its kind in India. This lab ensures highest level of blood safety to each unit of blood. Thanks to robotic machines the lab technicians also have minimal contact with the blood, which ensures their safety from blood transmitted disease.

Care that a donor should take after donating blood.

• Eat and Drinks something before leaving
• Drink more liquids than usual in next 4 hours
• Avoid consuming alcohol until you have eating something
• Don't smoke for next 30 minutes
• Avoid climbing steps for next 30 minutes
• If there is bleeding from the phlebotomy site, raise the arm and apply pressure
• If fainting or dizziness occurs, either lie down or site with the head between the knees
• Resume all normal activities if no symptoms occur

I may not be wise but my words are…

Nobody can go back and start a new beginning but everyone can start today and make an apt ending .

Never obsesses with anything ,not even too your own thoughts .
Life is multiple  degree  equation and very few have that vision to solve it.
I hate “i” iota in mathematics and try to avoid it in life too .
To spread truemours at every opportunity in my life has been a wonderful lesson in happiness -one of the simplest and most profound as well.

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Art of Living :

“THE day you feel hopeless, horrible, and worse, on that day get out of your room and ask people, What can I do you for you ? that service you have done that day will bring a revolution inside you. It will change your whole gramophone record.”

Art of living , i sum up it as art of love ,peace and pursuit of happiness

 

As  quoted by Shri Shri Ravi shankar ji …just a few words “what i can do for you “ and a small service could change music in your head .But as being human beings we don’t trust any thing “Human’s inquisitive nature ” and that not wrong only problem is to feel the bliss of god and nature we have to drop our guard for some time and let our self free….I am lucky to had experience such incidents .when i just met some one and offer my help to him/her …what a satisfaction it is ..one can’t explain that in words or emotions but at the same time i met some heavenly people ,who touched my heart and feeling was same ,this time for some other reason . i will share few of anecdotes with you guys .

On 26th of April 2011 i was in Hotel TAJ MAHAL Mumbai , i met a stranger. As  i said, she was a heavenly creature ..soft voice ..soft vision…modest…joyful and  aura which no can keep off .Her eyes had keenness of kids and her heart was clear . I know i can’t be wrong in reading a person but here is the irony she is an advocate .i can’t believe that ,but i know that now. After coming back to Pune ,i was struggling to fill Patent of my idea and my office team had rigid stand not to fill any idea un-till it is not going to get implemented in our products . i was in distress , i just thought that lets ask our new friend whether she can help us or not .i called her and to my surprises she agreed to help me .i myself helped many strangers but never expect same gesture from others and i was  awestruck of this person ,who shown so much generosity to help me even though i don’t know her . Even though later on every piece fell in to its place properly and our IPR team accept out idea and i don’t have to bother her but i was touched .i didn’t got chance to express my gratitude to her but i appreciate her efforts to pursuit for happiness by helping others.i wish her good wishes from bottom of my heart . Thank you stranger.

On 25th April i was roaming in the corridor of place ,where infamous mishap of 2008 had happened. My love of art drove me to a hall where many old portraits were hanging . i was not sure whether i can capture them in my cam or not so i asked a old ..serene gentleman who was in his 60es …sir can i click few pics of these portraits .he was busy with some arrangements but still he took notice of my request and gave me permission to relish my nerves. i took 30-40 short and just pack up to leave the hall, by that time the old man was free from his job . He called me : Sir how do you find these pics? are you comfortable with this place ? if you wishes to take more pics then i can open other hall for you too…this place is living legend .every nook and corner of this hotel is a history in itself . He had an work experience of 45 years in the same hotel .Such a big man and how humbly he was talking to us …wow…how could a person of such a stature could have no pride of legacy he had …i just can say he was too a master of ART OF LIVING . Later on he invited us to Taj again .i don’t know whether i will get time to meet him or not but his respect will stay in my heart for long time.

Acts of Helplessness

 

Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Rūmī,was a 13th-century Persian Muslim poet, jurist, theologian, and Sufi mystic. Rūmī is a descriptive name meaning "the Roman" since he lived most of his life in an area called Rūm (then under the control of Seljuq dynasty) because it was once ruled by the Eastern Roman Empire. A writer who's poems are still relevant .it seems each and every word is bind together to make a coherent  act of human nature . Our worst enemy “helplessness “.

Here are the miracle-signs you want: that
you cry through the night and get up at dawn, asking,
that in the absence of what you ask for your day gets dark,
your neck thin as a spindle, that what you give away
is all you won, that you sacrifice belongings,
sleep, health, your head, that you often
sit down in a fire like aloes wood, and often go out
to meet a blade like a battered helmet.

When acts of helplessness become habitual,
those are the signs.

But you run back and forth listening for unusual events,
peering into faces of travelers.
“Why are you looking at me like a madman?”
I have lost a friend. Please forgive me.

— from Acts of Helplesssness by Rumi

Gratitude :

“Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it.” -- William Arthur Ward

Gratitude is defined as “ a feeling of thankfulness and appreciation” in dictionary but let me  tell you that it is much more than that , its a touch which can change your day  or may be once life. Gratitude is a scalar quantity ,it works in all directions . you can receive gratitude and can express gratitude and in both cases you feel lighter .I am sunny ,that just not my name … i am sunny “Bright and pleasant; promoting a feeling of cheer” don’t know about bright but quite sure about next few words . I am sunny because of all you guys … i am sunny because everyone around me is sunny …and i wish to express my gratitude to all of those who are around me …who helped me to be what i am …sunny …i will try to garner as many memories as i can but if still left some then please forgive me.

My mitochondria …my mom/dad ..my D ji/ Tejas ji...God ji....and my younger sister …. they all are fantastic human beings .i am not just exaggerating that .. just a word from them ..or a smile from corner of their lips …fill me with lot of energy …isn’t it wonderful .but i tell you, i can’t express my gratitude to them ..actually they are beyond that …we can convey our gratitude to any one but not to our self .One of my friend recently asked me ..how i could able to smile in difficult situations ? how could i able to be comfortable with everyone ? how could i believe any one? why no one is stranger for me ? how could i am self motivated ? answer to all these questions is because of my mitochondria ..they are always there …whenever i need them…you may believe me or not but some time we do use telepathy ..seriously my Dji .always know ..what i want ..what i am going to say …i don’t have to explain her anything ..just looking at me she can understand everything …yap..i know that whatever happen to me ..what ever i will do there is some one to love me..support me and that make me powerful …that's what keep me self motivated…that make me let smile through out the day .

Recently when i was going through rough patch and i was looking for a punch a boost .i don’t know how but God ji help me with a great hurl . i won an award ,which not only gave back my confidence but help me understand few things closely . In other terms yes this is a achievement but i know that it can’t be accomplished without few guys ,who always helped me to be me…i wish to express my gratitude to them …

Mr Pranav Phatak… An incredible human being .smart  and a trustworthy partner .when we start our journey for TATA INNOVISTA few weeks back ,he had no idea of our concept  but amazing thing was his confidence in me .i was awestruck and honestly speaking his charm played a important role in winning this prize .thank you dear .

Mr. Kulkarni … my colleague from last three year .i don’t know how say thanks to him. he was and is always there for me .i always look up to him for advice . He is my closest/ selfless ally in this corporate world .i respect him and adore this time . Thank you Kulkarni ji, always believing in me .

Mr Singh : A stranger but lovely person …not stranger to me but to many ..he is like a batman ..no one knows him except few but he is a friend of friends and you can finish the idiom yourself. one of the most admirable person around me during few years .Thank you Singh sir .

Mr. Sarode : My subordinate and he is naughty but lovely person . very active ..always ready to help …not only to me but any one around .Thank you dear .

MY team ..Mr. Onkar ji ..all More ji ..all Manoj..jitu bhai ..durga ji..dube ji ..somany ...Uday Sir,Nangare sir ,Kasker sir and special thanks to Ajey kelkar sir …they all help me to achieve this award …this is not a big achievement to boost upon  but for me yes it is ..actually it is a perfect hurl for me which will help me to full fill my dreams … Thank you all…

Wise words

Some time our joy is the source of our smile,but some time our smile can be the source of our joy .

When you realise how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky .

Insulation …..

Insulation is one of the most important prerequisites to life.insulation from emotions ,insulation from the by products of our daily chores or let me put it as inner insulation .As a kid, in physics we all go through a chapter of Motors and i bet you we all read about insulation in motor’s chapter but did we ever thought that how significant it is ? let me give you few examples, any electric gadget without insulation can’t survive few minutes of functioning ,it will be ruined  as soon as voltage will start fluctuating .Not only that it may electrocute us to ,so the thing which was suppose to make our life easier can kill us too just because it is not insulated. Without insulation our gadgets can heat up isn’t it sound as if we are talking about life too. In real life too if can’t insulate  our self from day to day stress and anxiety at the end of the day we felted emotionally electrocuted or shattered .we human beings are vulnerable to many influences of the world ,which mean we can get  fired by many things . A spilt cup of coffee on dinning table, your missing shoe just before leaving for office ,traffic on the way to office ,share market downturn ,our cricket team’s bad performance and not the least a harmless taunt from some one  can set emblaze our whole day .All these situations are easily avoidable if we think for a minute before acting or if just insulate our self for that momentary raze and emotion .I don’t know about others but i  ruined few of my days of life because of that momentary raze and now when i think about those lost moments ,i just feel pity about myself .Now question is  how can we insulate our selves from all worldly influences? Might be self knowledge is answer ,as per law of gravity “ every matter on earth is pulling all other matters with some force ,which is in equilibrium” that is true about matter but we are not just matter ,we are free spirit or Atman and nothing can affect Atman but we till we don’t understand that  we are Atman, we are just a small speck in whole universe .To insulate from every negative effect of the materialistic world or to enjoy our life in fullest we have to understand our ATMAN ,also known as SELF knowledge then only we can maintain unaffected grace and harmony that is immune to all fluctuations of life.

Happy birthday Sweetheart…..

“With all love in my heart and with tons of good wishes ,  i wish you many many happy returns of the day cutie pie.”

Chahat is a word from Urdu which means, "passion  and in Hindi it means , "Love"  and desire.  

People with this name tend to be very active as we know our Chahat is . They love to travel and hate to sit around in the same spot for too long” who knows better than Mamta di”the proud mother””. They are  daring, and persuasive. They love to try new things and take chances. Professionally, they can be successful as a public figure, in the media, or at developing new ideas for small businesses.

“Hey Dad don’t you know how to write and please stop yawning ..”

Mamta di this is my favourite pic……

Chahat i don’t have any gift for you baby but i promise you i will keep all your childhood memories ,what ever are with me always close to my heart and promise you to present you when we will meet next time.I am not a poet but just few lines for you .

“ I make a wish and give you lots of hugs and kiss,

may you cherish  and relish the love of everyone around you,

may you spring up as flower ,may your aroma reaches everywhere .

may you rise like a sun ,shining top on the sky ,

may you be blessed by god ji and all your elders .

Once again Happy birthday

GO Green…..Go Veggie

A sunny day in foggy winter …what a relish to a human soul it could be ? ..My mother was preparing pickle for me so she placed the content in sunlight .I was siting next to this lovely sheet of cauliflowers and carrots  and heard a interesting conversation.
A group of carrots mingled with cauliflowers(legitimate property of chota don) was enjoying sun bath that day ,it was a freewheeling time for them but they were unaware of the danger lingering on them .

BLACKY ..the neighbourhood bully ..hi veggi’s can i have you ..ohh but isn’t i am carnivorous ..#@#@#@#..

Mr. lazy pizy …hahahaha ..you are a nut Blacky ..this is my block n i am not carnivorous (go green) so i am going to have them alone …what do u say?

But as Mr. lazy pazy is a work shy guy and eating is also defined as work so looking at sky he spelled out : OHH lord its to late today ..i think i should come tomorrow …….

But that was not the reason for him to run away like a mice actually he saw Mr. toddler ,he too was looking at same treasure with greedy eyes …..but who knows who will have it?

Here came the astral of this story ..Chota don…hii guys count me in tooooo…do you know who i am?..don’t you …

First victim of his fist was Mr pizy ….

The guy who had foot in his mouth..ran too in same fashion ..

Do still any one have doubt in supremacy …i yes then look at my recent victim..
and i promise if you still have your eyes set on my piggy bank ..then better take them of otherwise i will take them out ….and will play pebble game..heheheahahahahha

Poor guy ,tried to eat Chotta don’s spinach... from that day he left his non-veggie

group and now he safe and sound so kids if you wish to be smart and strong then go green .. and eat green vegetables .

Have no Fear…..

The secret of happiness to be free of fear .

Fear is like a toxin that runs through much

of our thinking.it feeds on insecurity ,feeling of loss,

loneliness ,inadequacy and attachment .You are

loveable and loving .Accept this as truth .

Appreciate and care for yourself -----

truly ,deeply ,intensely ,in a way that reflects your real

value .then you will have the same regard for all other living

beings and things….

Anonymous

Picture signifies more than what it shows!

Part-2

How lucky these drops are ,just waiting to fell down .With in a second they all will be united and will flow with each other as a one current and then there will be no difference of size or colour.

     

Wow what a mighty tree this is ,on the summit but isn’t it strange, it’s alone there . Amazing ,Nature is really a best teacher “ On the top but alone”.see everything beneath that tree is green except that tree. life is not about reaching the acme because one will alone there but i don’t know what it is all about .when ever i will come to know i will surely share with you .

Hey whats happen to me ,is i am freak or got out of mind just clicking trees n bushes  .

well ..well..well so what this is ….my friends and relative back in Punjab usually don’t like this stuff but i love it .they don’t like vada pav because Punjabi always like heavy meal at the start of the day and second it is namesake of Punjabi Dahi vada but not as they don’t find Dhai in this vada.

Picture signifies more than what it shows!

Part -1

A bird sitting on a branch just after having a lovely flight in Mansoon.



A spring coming out of no were but still  soaking each and every thing which comes in its way ,what a relief for these rocks . Just before Mansoon they were burning red hot ,this spring assuage their thirst .

“Smile: A Asset”

 

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By birth my Chinese sign is RAT and specifically WOOD RAT, Rat’s greatest assets is his charm. Rats can melt hearts with their smiles(CHAK DE PHATE). Add that to their coquettish personalities and they (mean i) can easily see how they conquer the hearts of others .With my experience i can say that “smile” is a very powerful gesture .i has few heart touch incidents ,which i would like to  share with you all.

place :unknown station in between Surat and Baroda

time: 2 am /2005 rakhi

i was coming from bombay (sorry mumbai) to surat , my train was at 10 pm . Dji ( Shweta di) came to drop me at railway station .before departure she start giving me instructions and she specifically told me to put alarm because she knows me very well ,i told her not to worry and board my train. the moment train start moving (mean the moment train got excitation frequency,i start feeling resonance) my eyes start dipping and as usual i went in hibernation .At around 1:15 am i listen someone shouting surat..surat but it was too late for me to get down ,for one moment i thought of jumping out but one aged uncle hold my hand and i dropped my plan so what i could do now? i again went for small sleep..and woke up after one hour and got down at unknown city .That place had BABA ADAMS times railway station and bus stand ,i inquired half awaken coolie ”bhai next train kab aye gi” coolie “sahib subha 9 baje. i said :bus stand hai kya pass mae? coolie ji :bahar nikalte hi hai,liken koi fayda nahin hai subha 8 baje pahli bus mile gi.(bus stand is just next to station but first bus will leave at 8 am ).i said ATM kahan hai? coolie :sahab yo kya hota hai? i too start explaining him :bhaiya yo ek m/c hoti hai ..jisme ek card dalte hai to passe bahar ate hain(ATM is a m/c ,you can take out money at any time,one dont need to go to bank for money)….he start looking me awkwardly. he said sir i know only condom m/c i don’t know what is ATM ? so please do me a favor please go away and let me sleep so i left him and came out of station .after exploring all options i decided to go to highway and catch volvo bus but the question was who will take me to highway. after half an hour i met a autowala i asked him to drop me to highway ,he stared me and asked are you new to this city? i said yes.next question: why you came here? i told him whole story .Then he asked me who are you? Muslim or Hindu? i smiled(i dont know why) and told does it matter .then he said fine i will leave you at highway but before that u have to accompany me to a hotel i have some work there.i said fine.we both went to the  hotel which was full of Muslims (actually it was roja month ),i dont know why he didnt told me what work he had there but i never asked him.that place was quite cozy ,one of the gentlemen asked for food and milk .my driver went to a room and after finishing his prayer (i guessed ),he dropped me on highway  and then he start explaining everything : driver :sir never come to this place at odd hours .me: why ? driver :this place is Muslim dominated area and few notorious people always find Hindu guys to bully them.

me: but why? driver: sir godhra..and he just ate his words..after a minute he told me what happen to them after godhra incident . i asked him why you took so much pain to help a stranger hindu .he said sir your smile remind me of my “dead younger brother “…we both sat at stand silently for a next 10 minute,then we saw a bus. driver stood up and stop that bus for me and said thanks and wish me good luck and bus left ,he didn’t left till my bus completely eloped in darkness of night.i was shocked and learn that “it’s  my smile that saved me that day”.

i dont believe in hindu ,muslim etc but i believe in religion of love ,where your smile is your prayer . our body is made up of air,water and soil ,can we stop air and water from flowing ? never. same way our basic nature is freedom ,we cant live in boundaries…but we can adulterate  air with smoke ,water with industrial waste and soil with chemicals  that’s how we ourselves  pollute our basic human characteristic  with dogmatic thoughts and old religious beliefs . i cant chained up my self in any religion ,state or nation ..i am a free soul “a wood rat”…and i am happy with my religion of love because all religion (hindu (Sikhism is not a different religion because i cant demean our great saints “all nine ones” by calling it different religion *this is my personal opinion*  ),muslim and Christianity) teach us same lesson..just their ways are different so why to get confused in ways ,when we know how to reach at ultimate destination so please understand what is our destination ,dont stick to way…

“ Awal Allah noor upaya; Kudrat ke sab bandey; Ek noor sab sat jag upgaya; Kaun bhale kaun mandey ” — It was Allah(“Allah” is the perfect description of the “One God” of monotheism for Jews, Christians ,Muslims and parmpita parmeshwar for hindus) first and then his light;/ All human beings are part of his creation;/ With that one light the entire world came into being/ Is there any among them who is good and any who is evil?”

good night.