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Wednesday, 21 September 2016

Mom is the best

Ungli pakad ke phir se sikha de
Godi utha le na Maa..
Aanchal se meri munh ponchh de na
Maila saa laake jahaan

A aa e ee oo oo ri ae ae..
O oo ann ahaa

Aankhein dikhaye mujhe jab zindagi
Yaad mujhe aati hai tere gusse ki
Daata bhi toh tune mujhe, phoolon ki tarah
Kyun nahi maa saari duniya teri tarah

Maatha garam hai, subah se mera
Rakh de hatheli na Maa
Tune kuch khaaya?
Der se kyun aayi?
Koi na poochhe yahaan

A aa e ee oo oo ri ae ae..
O oo ann ahaa

Heera kaha, kabhi nagina kaha
Mujhe kyun aise paala tha Maa
Teri nazar se mujhe dekhe na jahaan
Duniya ko toh daantegi na, daantegi na Maa

Teri nazar se mujhe dekhe na jahaan
Duniya ko toh daantegi na, daantegi na Maa

Mujhko shiqayat karni hai sabki
Mujhko sataate hain Maa
Ab tu chhupa le
Paas bula le, mann hai akela yahaan

A aa e ee oo oo ri ae ae..
O oo ann ahaa

Sunday, 10 January 2016

THAT DAY WHEN YOU MISS YOUR MOM ......

Its always said that the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world ...
Is the proverb right ...I would say yes ...
I think father and mother are equally important but i always feel mom is mom and no one in the world can replace your mom in life ...


Today sitting in the house in front of laptop opposite  to moms photo who is no  hearing loud rock music in the ears and my heart and soul saying her loudly  i really miss you mom ...i want you ..protect me...

Never faced so much tension in life what i felt in the last six months ...

Going through the same phase when the boiled potato already cooked is ready to explode but it is covered under the cooker top 

Want to fight ....

Want to go against many things

Want to screw many people

want to kick many people ...

Want to say to to the fucking world that i will do whatever i feel ...

whatever is right ...

dont torture me ...make me feel free...

you all complain about me ...

You all say that i am small and i haven't seen the world ..

but damn you fuckers i dont want to live in the creeping world ...

Stop fighting with me ..Stop complaining about me 

Love me instead of fighting ...make me happy instead of complaining like mom do...

I want to stay in the world created by my mom ...

I want to remain in the shield protected by mom ..

I want to sleep in the palm of my mother ..

I want to tease her ..laugh with her ...want to spend all those moments which i couldn't 

I wish mom you would be there with me ......



What complicated life is ...It is very strange ...

What complicated life is ...It is very strange .....

It can be the best teacher and  the worst enemy ....


It is simple yet complicated ...


It requires patience yet makes difficult to conquer your anger ...


It brings tears when u r happy and makes u laugh at your sorrows ...


What to say ..what to do ...


Each day is a lesson , every week is theory ...every year its story ...


And finally every year till you die ...IS CALLED LIFE

Saturday, 2 January 2016

Sometimes...... Music is only thing you need......

Sometimes  you are alone ...
sometimes you are sad...
sometimes you want to remember someone ....
sometimes you want to be remembered by someone ...
sometimes you have the whole world with you and you are still alone 
sometimes you are everything  but the world is alone 


One thing remains constant is music ...

your soul...
your memories ...
you ....
yourself ....


Today after the second day of the new year 2016 , dusky night and the songs from james blunt just throws you away ...

there is silence all over ,,,,
the ear plugs in your ear and your heart just beats throughout ..
its like your heart sings for you ...
soul dancing for you ...

Music is the only things we have in as constant in this ever changing world ...




Friday, 29 May 2015

MY MOM STRONGEST..................

Its hard to replace your mom guys......Infact it is impossible...
I lost my mom on 24/05/2015....she met an accident and died  ..I dont know what happened to her , how she died , what she was feeling , what she went through ...
Did she went through the pain ...
Did she had something in mind
Did she wanted to tell me something ..
Did she wanted any gift...
I am numb ...
I have no answer ..
I cried a lot but now tears dont come out ..
I want to tell her sorry but i cant now 
There are many things which are left un said , which are remaining ...

I WILL MISS YOU MOM ...YOU WILL ALWAYS REMAIN IN MY HEART 


Thursday, 2 April 2015

MEETING RANDOM FRIENDS AND THOSE RANDOM MEMORIES

Recently i met a gal online , she was from Germany ...It was good to meet someone from other country and understand their culture ...She had a horse , cat , two mice , she had cycle , motor cycle ,etc etc..the list goes on ....
I don't know but while we were sharing our country's view , i felt like " damn it , why was i not born in such country "it was good .They live in such a good place and look like all satiated ....
i stay in Mumbai ...where it looks so crowd ...its like hell ..the half of our life goes in travelling from here and there ...we are so lost in our work that we don't have much time and when we have time we don't know what to do and we eventually get bore ...i know i am constantly complaining about my city and country and i know i am not doing a bit for it to improve ...
Theirs an incident where i  shared a post of stray dog to her which is very common in Mumbai ,she immediately said "take her " and i had thought in my  mind "i dont have place for myself sometimes to stay at my home wen guests bump up ...i told her same ...she was speechless but she immediately said that we need to do it for creatures anyhow ..
i was struck ..at least thought of doing something is good but our life just goes in thinking about how just ...days go ..months go..years goo.. and eventually life goes on ..
I wish i could do something for my city ,my country , some little things.....
And the girl was small girl of 17 age from germany who had such great thoughts which left me awwstruck.......

Thursday, 15 January 2015

IMPERSONIFIED ME


Lost in the crowds , don’t know for a while , where I am running , where I am going ,I don’t why .I want to do , I don’t know what I am doing , I don’t know where I will lie but lost in the crowds , stagmented life , fragmented thoughts , all the other peoples around me are running ,as if they were to chase their life , silently watching them was pushed ahead by them ,and later pushed backwards too.All are running behind their dreams , behind their lifes but a thought in my mind which makes me still “We will die without taking anything and rest wall will lie behind:

Then , why to run , why to fly , why to eat ,why to cry ,I don’t know what I am writing , nor what I am thinking ..i don’t know what I am and what I will be