Saasein kho gai hai kiski aahon mein
Mein kho gai hoon jaane kiski baahon mein
Manzilon se raahe dhoondti chali
Aur kho gai hai manzil kahin raahon mein
Kahin to kahin to hai nasha
Teri meri har mulakat mein
Hoton se hoton ko
Chumti o rehete hai hum har baat pe
Kehti hain fiza jahan
Teri zaameen aasman
Jahan hai tu
Meri hasi meri khushi
Meri jaan....
Teri aagosh mein din the mere kate
Teri baaahon mein thi mere raatien kati
Aaj bhi jab woh pal mujhko yaad aate hain
Dil se saare gumo ko bhoola jate hai
Dard mein bhi yeh lab muskura jaate hai
Beete lamhein humein jab bhi yaad aate hai
Mere kandhein mein sar ko Jukana Tera
Mere sene mein khud ko chupana tera
Aake mere panaho mein shaam-o-seher
Kanch ki tarah woh tut jana tera
Aaj bhi jab woh manzar nazar aate hai
Dil ki viraniyon ko mita jate hai
Dard mein bhi yeh lab muskura jaate hai
Beete lamhein humein jab bhi yaad aate hai
Bolti rahi aankhen meri , inko jo padtha tu agar
Hotha nahin yoon bekhabar, hota tu mera humsafar
Rukh ja jo ek baar kehtha tu agar
Tanha guzartha na apna yeh safar
Lamhon ki guzaarish thi yeh paas aa jaaye
Hum tum…
Is dil pe lagte hai jo, woh zakhm dikhte nahin
Apno se milte hai jo, woh dard mitthe nahin
Main paas apne nahin, bas door jabse hai tu
Bas door jabse hai tu
Acha hai haste huve, ho jaaye hum tum juda
Yeh koi na poochle, woh humsafar kaun tha
Ab to mujhe yaad nahin, saath mere kab se hai tu
Saath mere kab se hai tu
Na kuch poocha na kuch manga
Tune dil se diya jo liya
Na kuch bola na kuch tola
Muskura ke diya jo diya
Tu hi dhoop tu hi chau
Tu hi apna paraya
Aur kuch na jana
Bas itna hi janu
Tujh mein rab dikhta hai
Yaara mein kya karun
Mohabbat bhi zindagi ki tarah hoti hai,
Har mod aasaan nahin hota,
Har mod par khushi nahin milti,
Par jab hum zindagi ka saath nahin chhodte,
To mohabbat ka saath kyon chhodein
Ey khuda aaj ye faisla karde,
Usey mera ya mujhe uska karde.
Bahut dukh sahe hain maine,
Koi khushi ab toh muqadar karde.
Bahut mushkil lagta hai usse door rehna,
Judai ke safar ko kam karde.
Jitna door chale gaye woh mujhse,
Use utna kareeb karde.
Nahi likha agar nasib main uska naam,
To khatam kar ye zindagi aur mujhe fanaa karde.
Aag suraj main hoti hai ,
Jalna dharti ko padta hai
Mohabbat aankhen karti hain ,
Tadapna dil ko padta hai
Ankhen to pyar me dilki zuban hoti hai,
Sachi chahat to sada bezuban hoti hai,
Pyar mai dard bhi mile to kya gabrana,
Suna hai dard se chahat aur jawan hoti hai….
Dur humse jaa paoge kaise,
Humko bhool paoge kaise.
Hum woh khushbu jo saanson mein utar jaaye,
Khud apni saanson ko rok paoge kaise..
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
Letting Go...
“All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.”
-- Havelock Ellis
Letting go- is difficult for us in so many ways and on so many levels. Yet life calls upon us to do it, over and over again. Letting go is part of our growth process. We cannot move on to the new while continuing to cling to the old. But how do we know what to hold on to and what to let go. People have a hard time letting go of their suffering. Out of a fear of the unknown, they prefer suffering that is familiar
Why do we let go of a certain relationship….perhaps it was never meant to be… perhaps there was not more to give, perhaps you didn’t want the other person to be hindered in life, perhaps… and what normally happens when we let go…we either still cling on to the past or continue to harbour animosity….i cant say all memories are easy to wash away.. but one must definitely let go off the anger….
Sometimes we have to let go just coz we cant do anything about it, its not in our hands to control certain aspects of life which might include death..
By letting go, I am not implying "to forget" or "to ignore." By all means, we should carry with us the happy memories and the lessons we have learned from our past relationships. However, we need to let go in the sense of releasing emotional baggage we may be carrying around with us, so that we may be open to, and present for, a new way to look at life. Some think it's holding on that makes one strong; sometimes it's letting go. Letting go of someone , for whatever reason it is, is never going to be easy and be prepared coz its going to bloody hurt !!!
Sometimes there is regret, repenting and a lot of aggression when we have to let go of something /someone without actually wanting to but when we have to coz of what we were put into…but whats the point in fighting against the tide…your tears will be once washed away or dried off…sometimes you have to let go to realise the worth of what you were holding on….
Many of us have trouble letting go of old ways of viewing people who have been part of our lives for an extended period of time. They may be changing, and yet we do not let go of viewing them in the same way, and/or we try to discourage that change. We refuse to let go of the labelling, categorizing, and pre-set expectations we have of those we know, and of ourselves. Sometimes we can see examples with parents who are not ready to let go of the truth that their children are growing and not kids anymore. It is hard for parents to make that transition from treating their children as kids, to treating them as adults and more like friends.
Breathe. Let go. And remind yourself that this very moment is the only one you know you have for sure.
For most, if not all, of us, the letting go that we most need to do is a type of surrender. We need to surrender to life, itself. This means that we need to let go of our illusion that we actually can control most aspects of our lives. In many cases, rather than to fight "what is," we need to learn to accept and to be at peace.Too many of us are trying to keep a tight grip on things that are out of our control. This is like trying to grip the water flowing in a river. Put your hands into the river. If you try to get the water by grabbing it and clenching your fists, it goes right out of your hands. If you relax and open, gently cupping your hands, the water flows into your palms. By relaxing, opening, and trusting, we can hold onto more of what is precious to us.One problem with gazing too frequently into the past is that we may turn around to find the future has run out on us. So try to learn to let go ….forgive and attain peace in what the rest of your life holds for you…
-- Havelock Ellis
Letting go- is difficult for us in so many ways and on so many levels. Yet life calls upon us to do it, over and over again. Letting go is part of our growth process. We cannot move on to the new while continuing to cling to the old. But how do we know what to hold on to and what to let go. People have a hard time letting go of their suffering. Out of a fear of the unknown, they prefer suffering that is familiar
Why do we let go of a certain relationship….perhaps it was never meant to be… perhaps there was not more to give, perhaps you didn’t want the other person to be hindered in life, perhaps… and what normally happens when we let go…we either still cling on to the past or continue to harbour animosity….i cant say all memories are easy to wash away.. but one must definitely let go off the anger….
Sometimes we have to let go just coz we cant do anything about it, its not in our hands to control certain aspects of life which might include death..
By letting go, I am not implying "to forget" or "to ignore." By all means, we should carry with us the happy memories and the lessons we have learned from our past relationships. However, we need to let go in the sense of releasing emotional baggage we may be carrying around with us, so that we may be open to, and present for, a new way to look at life. Some think it's holding on that makes one strong; sometimes it's letting go. Letting go of someone , for whatever reason it is, is never going to be easy and be prepared coz its going to bloody hurt !!!
Sometimes there is regret, repenting and a lot of aggression when we have to let go of something /someone without actually wanting to but when we have to coz of what we were put into…but whats the point in fighting against the tide…your tears will be once washed away or dried off…sometimes you have to let go to realise the worth of what you were holding on….
Many of us have trouble letting go of old ways of viewing people who have been part of our lives for an extended period of time. They may be changing, and yet we do not let go of viewing them in the same way, and/or we try to discourage that change. We refuse to let go of the labelling, categorizing, and pre-set expectations we have of those we know, and of ourselves. Sometimes we can see examples with parents who are not ready to let go of the truth that their children are growing and not kids anymore. It is hard for parents to make that transition from treating their children as kids, to treating them as adults and more like friends.
Breathe. Let go. And remind yourself that this very moment is the only one you know you have for sure.
For most, if not all, of us, the letting go that we most need to do is a type of surrender. We need to surrender to life, itself. This means that we need to let go of our illusion that we actually can control most aspects of our lives. In many cases, rather than to fight "what is," we need to learn to accept and to be at peace.Too many of us are trying to keep a tight grip on things that are out of our control. This is like trying to grip the water flowing in a river. Put your hands into the river. If you try to get the water by grabbing it and clenching your fists, it goes right out of your hands. If you relax and open, gently cupping your hands, the water flows into your palms. By relaxing, opening, and trusting, we can hold onto more of what is precious to us.One problem with gazing too frequently into the past is that we may turn around to find the future has run out on us. So try to learn to let go ….forgive and attain peace in what the rest of your life holds for you…
Monday, April 18, 2011
PARENTS
Parents- biologically they give birth to us…so we owe them our life, if not for them we wouldn’t have been here….
The pain a mother goes thru in giving birth to a child, and the happiness when she holds her baby sieved from her own blood is undescribable. The path and sacrifices a father makes to make sure that his child gets all what he desires for , to make sure he is getting all the comforts of life is unexplainable.
The sleepless nights when the children are sick , the fear of them getting hurt when they first start to walk , the tears of joy when they say their first word, the satisfaction to see them sleep in calm….parents….they go through a lot….
And then we grow up….oh now, the situation gets interesting…
We go to school and the parents see to it that we have everything.. a new bag, a new tiffin box, pencil box, new stationary, uniform, books ….and we are so ready to show off our new stuff to our friends…
And when u come back from school the parents are eagerly waiting to know how was your first day … and you come home with a sulky face…why? Coz ur friend has a better bag than you, someone else has a fancier pencil/pen…… and then the smiles which should have been brought on our parents face just fades away…and they feel tht they have let us down..they haven’t fulfilled our dreams…
Not fair…
The same thing happens when u go to ur next grade, ur prom parties…..
They do everything they can…and instead of us thanking them , we always let them down by complaining on wht they haven’t done….
But they never give up on trying to do things beter…
And then enters a brand new phase…adolosence…
Wow..thats the rebellious one…
Mom says…”have ur glass of milk”…and we shout back….”maa..please leave me alone”….dad says..”why are you so late coming back home” and we are like “paa..im grown up, I need some independence….” Mom says…”I think the neckline is too low” and we scream like “ cant I even wear what I feel like…. God this is like a prison”
Remember those days….
Ur first crush, ur first kiss…and those romantic times u wanted to get lost in ..and ur parents were the villains…always ….our concept….”they never understand me yaar…it’s the generation gap…they are so narrow minded….they have a prob with everything I do, the food I eat, the dress I wear, the music I hear, the people I talk to ..i cant take this anymore yaar… I just hate them”
That’s enough….we hate them….truly they don’t deserve that….
When I was a kid…I was treated like a princess my parents.. I always thought of sth , and I always got it..sometimes I had to ask for it.. but most of the times, without asking only …and I don’t know why… I was never scared of them… I always thought of them as my friends…so I could say anything and everything to them….
Especially with my mom….she was my best friend…if I was sad , she wld know and viceversa…. And I always used to say , I would want to be like her when I grow up…
And everyone who don’t know me might think that I had a very good family life… so for those readers, I would want to say …that life was good… but not without comlplications… and a lot of them…some scenarios which you guys cant even imagine…
But there was something which always held us together…our family bond….
And then once, I asked my parents for something which I loved so much….and then for the first time they said “No”….and I believed and trusted my parents thoughts more than mine….so I didn’t chase wht I was after….
I was never upset with my parents….never questioned why they said NO to me..always thought they knew better….
I always had it in my heart that I should always be there for them… its my duty, my responsibility and my love for them….
And I have lived up to it all these days…. Never told them anything which will make them feel tht they have not been there for me…or bring tears to them coz of me… I have taken each and every of their problem as mine own…and did everything wht I could from my end…
And there was one day when my mom told me “im so proud of you my daughter…there was a time when I thought I would never now u as a person and today u have proved to be everything tht we ever wanted”
And I will never forget tht day…
So the sacrifices I made never looked as significant to wht my parents mean to me…
Then after all these years… I asked them something again…I cried and pleaded to them…I made them understand what and how and why it is …
But they again said “NO”…
And I was so mad at them…I felt they never understood me…its their life they were bothered about…not mine…when I had a problem, they didn’t bother standing by me..not even understanding me..
I was so cross at them and didn’t bother even talking to them ….i felt in my heart tht whtever I did was of no use… coz they couldn’t once think of something by stepping into my shoes…..
They said tht they cared for my happiness but cant agree to wht I say…ok…that is weird..how can that be…if they cared , if they wanted my happiness…they should have stood by me…but they didn’t…
So why should I love them back so much….
Crazy thoughts…all the time in the head…
Sometimes we are ready to die for the ones we love…but look at me ….im nto even ready to forgive my parents who love me so much and who gave birth to me…
If I have always wanted to live for them, what has changed now…i have lost something which perhaps i will never be able to get back ...but that is my problem right...
I wanted to tell my parents that im sorry…..to have thought so …to have been mad at them for so long…I still don’t agree to what they said…. But keep aside my pain and sorrows…I want to forgive them and keep no grudges…
Its been heavy on my heart for so long now… but when you forgive someone, it becomes easier in life…
My parents still mean the world to me… and I have no right to be upset on them…and im sorry to have caused hurt and pain to anyone to whom I couldn’t do justice coz I m my parents daughter…
A lot has changed…a lot need to be changed…
As a fresh step into a new life….i want to start it with the blessings of my parents…
I love you dad and mom….!!!!
The pain a mother goes thru in giving birth to a child, and the happiness when she holds her baby sieved from her own blood is undescribable. The path and sacrifices a father makes to make sure that his child gets all what he desires for , to make sure he is getting all the comforts of life is unexplainable.
The sleepless nights when the children are sick , the fear of them getting hurt when they first start to walk , the tears of joy when they say their first word, the satisfaction to see them sleep in calm….parents….they go through a lot….
And then we grow up….oh now, the situation gets interesting…
We go to school and the parents see to it that we have everything.. a new bag, a new tiffin box, pencil box, new stationary, uniform, books ….and we are so ready to show off our new stuff to our friends…
And when u come back from school the parents are eagerly waiting to know how was your first day … and you come home with a sulky face…why? Coz ur friend has a better bag than you, someone else has a fancier pencil/pen…… and then the smiles which should have been brought on our parents face just fades away…and they feel tht they have let us down..they haven’t fulfilled our dreams…
Not fair…
The same thing happens when u go to ur next grade, ur prom parties…..
They do everything they can…and instead of us thanking them , we always let them down by complaining on wht they haven’t done….
But they never give up on trying to do things beter…
And then enters a brand new phase…adolosence…
Wow..thats the rebellious one…
Mom says…”have ur glass of milk”…and we shout back….”maa..please leave me alone”….dad says..”why are you so late coming back home” and we are like “paa..im grown up, I need some independence….” Mom says…”I think the neckline is too low” and we scream like “ cant I even wear what I feel like…. God this is like a prison”
Remember those days….
Ur first crush, ur first kiss…and those romantic times u wanted to get lost in ..and ur parents were the villains…always ….our concept….”they never understand me yaar…it’s the generation gap…they are so narrow minded….they have a prob with everything I do, the food I eat, the dress I wear, the music I hear, the people I talk to ..i cant take this anymore yaar… I just hate them”
That’s enough….we hate them….truly they don’t deserve that….
When I was a kid…I was treated like a princess my parents.. I always thought of sth , and I always got it..sometimes I had to ask for it.. but most of the times, without asking only …and I don’t know why… I was never scared of them… I always thought of them as my friends…so I could say anything and everything to them….
Especially with my mom….she was my best friend…if I was sad , she wld know and viceversa…. And I always used to say , I would want to be like her when I grow up…
And everyone who don’t know me might think that I had a very good family life… so for those readers, I would want to say …that life was good… but not without comlplications… and a lot of them…some scenarios which you guys cant even imagine…
But there was something which always held us together…our family bond….
And then once, I asked my parents for something which I loved so much….and then for the first time they said “No”….and I believed and trusted my parents thoughts more than mine….so I didn’t chase wht I was after….
I was never upset with my parents….never questioned why they said NO to me..always thought they knew better….
I always had it in my heart that I should always be there for them… its my duty, my responsibility and my love for them….
And I have lived up to it all these days…. Never told them anything which will make them feel tht they have not been there for me…or bring tears to them coz of me… I have taken each and every of their problem as mine own…and did everything wht I could from my end…
And there was one day when my mom told me “im so proud of you my daughter…there was a time when I thought I would never now u as a person and today u have proved to be everything tht we ever wanted”
And I will never forget tht day…
So the sacrifices I made never looked as significant to wht my parents mean to me…
Then after all these years… I asked them something again…I cried and pleaded to them…I made them understand what and how and why it is …
But they again said “NO”…
And I was so mad at them…I felt they never understood me…its their life they were bothered about…not mine…when I had a problem, they didn’t bother standing by me..not even understanding me..
I was so cross at them and didn’t bother even talking to them ….i felt in my heart tht whtever I did was of no use… coz they couldn’t once think of something by stepping into my shoes…..
They said tht they cared for my happiness but cant agree to wht I say…ok…that is weird..how can that be…if they cared , if they wanted my happiness…they should have stood by me…but they didn’t…
So why should I love them back so much….
Crazy thoughts…all the time in the head…
Sometimes we are ready to die for the ones we love…but look at me ….im nto even ready to forgive my parents who love me so much and who gave birth to me…
If I have always wanted to live for them, what has changed now…i have lost something which perhaps i will never be able to get back ...but that is my problem right...
I wanted to tell my parents that im sorry…..to have thought so …to have been mad at them for so long…I still don’t agree to what they said…. But keep aside my pain and sorrows…I want to forgive them and keep no grudges…
Its been heavy on my heart for so long now… but when you forgive someone, it becomes easier in life…
My parents still mean the world to me… and I have no right to be upset on them…and im sorry to have caused hurt and pain to anyone to whom I couldn’t do justice coz I m my parents daughter…
A lot has changed…a lot need to be changed…
As a fresh step into a new life….i want to start it with the blessings of my parents…
I love you dad and mom….!!!!
Thursday, April 7, 2011
WOMEN
Wow.. this should be a topic to write….
Before I write about it, I want all of you to watch this video….
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NXh-A-_nYKs
I just loved every single point of what he said…its so true…
What does a woman want…to take control of everything, to get someone to listen to her problems, and the ability to think that she can fix everything…(yeah, sure)
What does a man want… to let go of the stress, to do things the easy way, to talk about the best job, car and girls, and do nothing else…. (yeah..always)
Im a woman….a normal ordinary woman… and I normally am being claimed to be nice too… people say im caring , understanding, loving .. a lot of nice things…
Bull crap…. Just like any others…im all of this, when im okie…when everything is going fine for me…if not… then im also the selfish, don’t care abt others, bitchy person.
It takes only a split of a second for things to change in life…and when things do , in the bad direction…we women tend to forget all the good what has happened in life… how well u were treated… how well u were looked after… how many people were around u …and all of tht … we just remember those bad passes that were made, the only times when the promises were not kept…the only times when we were not supported, the only times when we were made to cry….. boom… all the good things just vanish into thin air…
Women need attention 24*7. They want themselves to be treated well, nice things to be said abt them, small little gifts to be presented to them….there is always this unrivalled quest of attention being paid to them….
But I have read somewhere tht what we expect to be done to us, we need to do to others too… but do we care…. Do we ever say “hey u look good today “, do we ever bother to send flowers, do we ever bother to try and pick their self confidence when they need support….No , we don’t….
Why shld we , we are the women .. we need things done to us….
And what if ur man does everything just the way u want him to do .. treat u like a princess… and coz of sth…if he doesn’t say sme nice words to u for sme time… u r pissed… u make accusations…
I tell u … what a pity ….
Im a woman who has been put to test so many ways at different phases of life… sometimes I feel im fortunate looking at the plight of those who are having a dreadful life… sometimes I feel stranded looking at those who have wht I don’t … or looking at wht I cld have been but cursing wht im now…
And I always used to think I lived most of my life for others… but did I really?
Was I always not looking out always for what I wanted…
And if I was getting what I wanted, was I not always wishing for more, or evern trying to protect what I have , treat it well?
I have realised over time… that im no super woman… and when situations are bad… I also sometimes turned out to be the bitchy kind. But there is a goodness in me…which I have nurtured for years.. I don’t want to lose whats the most precious in my life…I don’t want the situations to turn me into a monster im not…
I want to gather up whatever I can…live my life.. coz I have just one…so buckle up girl… its time u give it a go again…
I know I will fall a thousand times.. but I will get up and fight again….I will be let down a thousand times, I will live up to the expectations again… I will be in the dark for ages… but there is always going to be a sunrise after the night…so I will wait for it and get myself walking towards the light…
Learnt lessons… be grateful and appreciate wht u have, don’t let situations ride u , and for heaven sake pls stop complaining!!!
Before I write about it, I want all of you to watch this video….
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NXh-A-_nYKs
I just loved every single point of what he said…its so true…
What does a woman want…to take control of everything, to get someone to listen to her problems, and the ability to think that she can fix everything…(yeah, sure)
What does a man want… to let go of the stress, to do things the easy way, to talk about the best job, car and girls, and do nothing else…. (yeah..always)
Im a woman….a normal ordinary woman… and I normally am being claimed to be nice too… people say im caring , understanding, loving .. a lot of nice things…
Bull crap…. Just like any others…im all of this, when im okie…when everything is going fine for me…if not… then im also the selfish, don’t care abt others, bitchy person.
It takes only a split of a second for things to change in life…and when things do , in the bad direction…we women tend to forget all the good what has happened in life… how well u were treated… how well u were looked after… how many people were around u …and all of tht … we just remember those bad passes that were made, the only times when the promises were not kept…the only times when we were not supported, the only times when we were made to cry….. boom… all the good things just vanish into thin air…
Women need attention 24*7. They want themselves to be treated well, nice things to be said abt them, small little gifts to be presented to them….there is always this unrivalled quest of attention being paid to them….
But I have read somewhere tht what we expect to be done to us, we need to do to others too… but do we care…. Do we ever say “hey u look good today “, do we ever bother to send flowers, do we ever bother to try and pick their self confidence when they need support….No , we don’t….
Why shld we , we are the women .. we need things done to us….
And what if ur man does everything just the way u want him to do .. treat u like a princess… and coz of sth…if he doesn’t say sme nice words to u for sme time… u r pissed… u make accusations…
I tell u … what a pity ….
Im a woman who has been put to test so many ways at different phases of life… sometimes I feel im fortunate looking at the plight of those who are having a dreadful life… sometimes I feel stranded looking at those who have wht I don’t … or looking at wht I cld have been but cursing wht im now…
And I always used to think I lived most of my life for others… but did I really?
Was I always not looking out always for what I wanted…
And if I was getting what I wanted, was I not always wishing for more, or evern trying to protect what I have , treat it well?
I have realised over time… that im no super woman… and when situations are bad… I also sometimes turned out to be the bitchy kind. But there is a goodness in me…which I have nurtured for years.. I don’t want to lose whats the most precious in my life…I don’t want the situations to turn me into a monster im not…
I want to gather up whatever I can…live my life.. coz I have just one…so buckle up girl… its time u give it a go again…
I know I will fall a thousand times.. but I will get up and fight again….I will be let down a thousand times, I will live up to the expectations again… I will be in the dark for ages… but there is always going to be a sunrise after the night…so I will wait for it and get myself walking towards the light…
Learnt lessons… be grateful and appreciate wht u have, don’t let situations ride u , and for heaven sake pls stop complaining!!!
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