शुभ दीपावली

आज यह न सोचो की क्या होगा ... कैसे होगा ...
बस मन में यह उमंग रखो की जो सोचा वैसा होगा।
आज फ़िर मन की तरंगो को उठने दो ... आज फ़िर खुशियों को बहने दो...
क्योंकी आज फ़िर उत्साह है ... उलास है ...
दिवाली है दोस्त... सब बढ़िया होगा।

शुभ दीपावली।

woh din...woh baate....

Jo Kam main pehle karta tha who aaj nahi kyon karta hun,
sapne jo pehle dekhe the woh pure nahi kyon karta hun.

Subah savere sehat ko main gale lagaya karta tha... dosto ke sath masti main Os pi jaya karta tha…
aaj nahi fir kyon main un dino ko jeeta hun ,..kyon aaj Os nahi main calls per hi jeeta hun

dopahar ki dhoop main jeene main gappe marta tha …jab tak daant na pade ghar hi nahi jaate tha …
aaj kyon fir main gappe nahi marta hun ….aaj kyon nahi customer ko call karne se pehle dost ko call lagata hun

Sham ko bas 5 bajne ka intezaar hota tha …dosto ke sath hi sahi ..game main kabhi kabhi rota tha…
Aaj 5 kab bajte hai ..pata hi nahi chalta hai ...dosto ko kya kahun..sabhi ko yeh gham khalta hai ..

Raat ko khane ki thali per..gharwalo se baate hoti thi...sath main khana khate the ..aankhen neend se bojhil hoti thi...
Aaj bhi khana khana khata hun… sath main baate hoti hai …kaam main tab bhi karta hun ..jab duniya puri soti hai …

Per aaj bhi ...
Main khush hun ki main –main hi hota hun

subah jab uthta hun …Sakhi sang chai peeta hun ..tweety se baate karta hun ..dude se masti karta hun …
Gharwalo ko thoda sa tang karke hi ghar se bahar nikalta hun …
Aur sach main abhi bhi dosto ke sath hafte main do din to khub masti karta hun ...

Koshish yeh hai ki kam jo pehle karta tha ..aaj bhi main who kar paun…
Thodi si khushiya le jaun ..jab bh jaha bhi main jaun….

by Jimmi Connors on Roger Fedrar

In an era of specialists — you're either a clay court specialist, a grass court specialist or a hard court specialist... or you're Roger Federer.

thinking...missing..thinking...

when in school...thought will enjoy in collage..there will be no boundations....when in collage..I thought..once I get a job..the financial freedom will let me do what I want....

...Here I am... sitting & missing my gud ol days...my school days....my childhood...

.....why does it happen that we never enjoy & respect what we have & always crave for something which is futuristic while what we really want & what we can really enjoy is TODAY...

chalta chal....added by Amit Singh...AKS

Jab dost terey saath ho…. Or soch mein yeh baat ho…..Chal padey yeh dharti saath mein…. Jab kadam terey badey…Manzil fir na door dikhey….. armaan ho purey terey…Soch Na Tu Chalta Chal…Chal Achal ko Le ke Chal

Chalta Chal

The first four lines of this poem have been running in my thoughts for last 3-4 years ...

Chalta Chal tu Chalta Chal… Chal Achal ko Le ke Chal.
Hath Main na Hath ho… Gar na Koi Sath ho.
Soch Na Tu Chalta Chal…
Chal Achal ko Le ke Chal.

Aandhiyan to Aayengi… Ghanghor ho ke Chayengi.
Deep Hai Tu Jalta Chal …
Chal Achal ko Le ke Chal.

Swapn jo hai Pure kar… laga de Unko Mann ke Par
Aasma main Udta Chal…
Chal Achal ko Le ke Chal.

Aaj hi to hai woh pal… Naap le yeh Jal, yeh Thal
Soch Teri hai Atal…
Chal Achal ko Le ke Chal.

Ab to na Rukunga main… Ab to na Jhukunga main
Hosle jo hai Buland… Ab to jo ho… Chalta Chal.
Chal Achal ko Le ke Chal.

change... ( author unknown)

Here I am sitting in my office @ night… Thinking hard about life How it changed from a maverick college life to strict professional life…...
How tiny pocket money changed to huge monthly paychecks but then why it gives less happiness….
How a few local denim jeans changed to new branded wardrobe but then why there are less people to use them...
How a single plate of samosa changed to a full Pizza or burger But then why there is less hunger…..
Here I am sitting in my office @ night… Thinking hard about life How it changed…..
How a bike always in reserve changed to bike always on but then why there are less places to go on……
How a small coffee shop changed to cafe coffee day but then why its feels like shop is far away….. How a limited prepaid card changed to postpaid package but then why there are less calls & more messages……
Here I am sitting in my office @ night… Thinking hard about life How it changed…..
How a general class journey changed to Flight journey But then why there are less vacations for enjoyment….
How an old assembled desktop changed to new branded laptop but then why there is less time to put it on……….
How a small bunch of friends changed to office mateBut then why we always feel lonely n miss those college frnz.….
Here I am sitting in my office @ night… Thinking hard about lifeHow it changed….. & what it changed……..

let me be me

I read some where ...you were born an original...don't die a copy...
this line just took me back to my childhood...full of innocence , gaiety , excitement, adventure & above all no malice for any one or anything in life... As I grew up I did try n follow the basics of my childhood but now when I look back... the innocence is lost...gaiety is only in front of the bosses...excitement is only till the time clients are happy. The only thing constant is adventure.... its is there everyday predicting & anticipating ..if the job is secured or not..
I just want to break off these so called norms & go back to my child hood..I just want to be me....
let me be me...

the restless heart

मेरो मन अनन्त सुख कहा पावे ... जो जहाज का पंछी वोह उड़ कर दूर तक जावे ..लौट फ़िर वही आवे ...मेरो मन अनन्त सुख कहा पावे ..
Just like the seagull which flies around the sky after getting bored travelling with a ship.After travelling all across the sky, it again comes & rests on the same ship and rests in peace because it does not find place any where else to rest in the ocean. It sees only water everywhere...
.... means ... I roam around the world in search of that devine satisfaction ...the self satisfaction....& at the end I come back to where I had started & find inner peace.