Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Good Old days...

Good old days ..

When writing pads were more popular than cricket
bats to play cricket..

When we always had friends to play chor police anytime .

When we desperately waited for 'summer
vacation'..

When Chandamama, Gokulam and tinkle digest
were so fulfilling ...

When there was just one channel ..our own
doordarshan and we had to see whatever they
telecasted.. .

when Raja and Rancho and Super hit muqabala were very popular ...

When we were going to bed by 9.00pm sharp except
for the 'vacation starting' day ..

When Diwali meant mostly hand-made
sweets and food 'n moms seeking our help while
preparing them ...

When Maths teachers were not worried of our
parents while slapping/beating us ..

When we were exchanging comics, stamps and Trump cards.

when He-man and Giant Robot were our heroes

When we were in our native place every summer
and loved flying kites and plucking and eating
unripe mangoes and leechis ..

When one movie every Sunday evening on
television was more than asked for and we even used
to see other national movie telecasted at noon
with english subtitles...

When 2 rupees meant at least 10 toffees ...

When left over pages of the last years notebooks
were used for rough work or even fair work ...

When 'camlin' and 'natraaj' were encouraged
against 'reynolds and family' ..

When the first rain meant getting drenched and
playing in water and mud ....

When there were no phones to tell friends that
we will be at their homes at six in the evening ...

When we were not seeing crackers on Diwali as
air and noise polluting or allergic agents ...


...........the list can be endless ...............

on the serious note I would like to summarise
with ...

When we were using our hearts more than our
brains, even for scientifically brainy activities
like 'thinking' and 'deciding' .

When we were crying and laughing more often, more
openly and more sincerily ...

When we were enjoying our present more than
worrying about our future

When being emotional was not synonymous to being
weak ...

When sharing worries and happinesses didnt mean
getting vulnerable to the listener ...

When blacks and whites were the favourite colors
instead of greys ...

When journeys also were important and not just
the destinations ...

When life was a passenger's sleeper giving
enough time and opportunity to enjoy the sceneries
from its open and transparent glass windows instead
of some superfast's second ac with its
curtained, closed and dark windows ...

I really miss ALL those Days.....

do u?

Monday, December 29, 2008

Zindagi Rocks...

Zindagi geet hai, Zindagi saaj hai,
Har kisi ke jeene ka ek alag andaj hai...
Zindagi hai ek lamha aur ek ehsas hai,
Zindagi ki har khushi nahi kisi ke pas hai...
Koi hai tanha to kahi duniya abaad hai,
Sabhi ko nahi milta jiski use talash hai...
Lakh koshish kare khush rahne ki,
Fir bhi man uska bahut udas hai...
Logo ki zindagi ka hai ye falsafa,
Khushi bhari ankho ke piche bhi sailab hai...

Zindagi Really Rockssssss.

by - Saurabh Bajaj

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Friday, December 26, 2008

चंद लम्हे...

This is not written by me, but impressed me a lot as somewhere it expresses my thoughts as well...
courtesy - puneet gupta Paradox’s Weblog

बढते कदमो ने पूछा है मुझसे
आख़िर तुझे जाना कहाँ है
मुड़ती राहों ने पूछा है मुझसे
आख़िर तेरा ठिकाना कहाँ है

उड़ते सपनो ने पूछा है मुझसे
आख़िर तेरा आशियाना कहाँ है
लहराती उम्मीदों ने पूछा है मुझसे
आख़िर तेरा किनारा कहाँ है

कभी-कभी रुक कर सोचने लगता हूँ
रास्ते के हर मोड़ पर मंजिल का निशाँ ढूँढने लगता हूँ
क्या खोया है मैंने जिसको तलाशता आया हूँ
कौनसी डोर है ऐसी जिसके सहारे संभलता आया हूँ

आख़िर क्यूँ ये सफर, नही खत्म होता कभी
आख़िर क्यूँ हर राह से, नयी राह जुड़ जाती है कहीं

क्यूँ ये राहें संकरी हो जाती हैं
जब अपनो को छोड़ना पड़ता है
बस ख़ुद के लिए जगह रह जाती है

क्यूँ इस भूल भुलैया में हम
ख़ुद को भी भूल जाते हैं
जब चलना ही जीवन हो जाता है
रस्ते ही संसार बन जाते हैं

जब चलते चलते थक जायेंगे आगे
जब साथ होंगे बस अपने साए के सहारे
सोचेंगे शायद , तब हम कुछ ऐसे
काश कभी रुकके तसल्ली से बैठे होते
बैठ के अपनो से कुछ बातें की होतीं
भागती ज़िन्दगी को हांफती साँसों को
फुर्सत के चंद लम्हे दिए होते

Friday, December 12, 2008

Fanaa...

Tere Dil Mein Meri Sanson Ko Panah Mil Jaye...
Tere Ishq Mein Meri Jaan Fanaa Ho Jaye...

Today is 12/12

Today is 12/12 i.e. 12th December, What is so special about this date:

  • Birthday of my untold friend in Delhi.

  • Wedding of my cousin in Guna.

  • Getting confirmed date for my new venture.

  • My Bike's Second Birthday.

  • Meeting to be headed by Ben Verwaayen, CEO, ALU for the future of company.
I will definitely gonna enjoy this day ...

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Something is not Right !!!


Something is not right but what I am not able to figure out...!!!

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Everything I Do, I Do It For You...


Yes, It's True....




Look into my eyes - you will see
What you mean to me
Search your heart - search your soul
And when you find me there you'll search no more

Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for
You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for
You know it's true
Everything I do - I do it for you

Look into your heart - you will find
There's nothin' there to hide
Take me as I am - take my life
I would give it all - I would sacrifice

Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for
I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more
Ya know it's true
Everything I do - I do it for you

There's no love - like your love
And no other - could give more love
There's nowhere - unless you're there
All the time - all the way

Oh - you can't tell me it's not worth tryin' for
I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more
I would fight for you - I'd lie for you
Walk the wire for you - ya I'd die for you

Ya know it's true
Everything I do - I do it for you

~~Bryan Adams~~

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Nahi Rakhta Dil Main Kuch...




Nahi rakhta dil mein kuch,
Rakhta hoon zubaan par,
samjhe na apne bhi kabhi.
Kah nahi sakta main kya,
sahtaa hoon chupa kar,
Ek aesi aadat hai meri.
Sabhi to hain jinse milta hoon,
Sahi jo hai inse kahta hoon,
Jo samajhta hoon.
maine dekha nahi rang dil aaya hai sirf adaa par,
Ek aesi chahat hai meri.
Baharon ke ghere se laaya main dil sajaa kar.
Ek aesi sohbat hai meri.
Saye mein chaye rehta hu
Aankein bichaye rehta hu
Jinse milta hu
kitno ko dekha hain hamne yaha
kuch sikha hain hamne unse naya

Pehle phursat thi ab hasratein samakar
Ek aaisi uljhan hain meri
Khud chalkar rukta hu jaha jis jagah par
Ek aaisi sarhad hain meri
Kahne se bhi main darta hoon
Apno ki dhun mein rahta hoon
Kar kya sakta Hoon
De sakta hoon main thoda pyar yahan par,
Jitni haisiyat hai meri.
Reh jaaun sabke dil mein dil ko basakar
Ek aaisi niyat hain meri
Ho jaye to bhi razi hoon.
Kho jaau to main baaki hoon.
Yun samajhta hoon.

Raste na badle na badla jahan,
Phir kyon badalte kadam hain yahan

Friday, November 28, 2008

Double Self-Love...

"Our first and last love is self-love." ~ Christian Nestell Bovee

I love "Myself and I", so Its almost equivalent to double self-love. But someone (the Almighty???) got jealous of my possession of this double self-love, so I got J-factor in my love. Now the problem is that because of this J-factor I am unable to proceed further. Although the J thing is trying to support me, but the persons affected by this J-factor are not willing to... So I am keeping my fingers crossed to get my solution from this soon...

Disclaimer: This is a personal blog-post. The opinions expressed here are my own.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Struggle of Life...

I always heard from other, "Life is very unpredictable...". I never gave any thought to it. But I am getting lot of examples in front of me to believe that. I never predicted that life can be so cruel that one day you are on the top, holding your head high, giving suggestions to others about life's struggle and the next moment you hit the bottom rock of the ocean and not only hit it but you get stuck there and struggling for the survival.

I always thought that the fear of global meltdown will never touch me, but I WAS PROVEN WRONG (again...!!!). I can feel the heat of meltdown and even I am melting down to the core. Every person in life is afraid of failures, I am not the exception. People say you learn from failures But what if I have to pay for the failures of others??? This is not the right way to play any game. Yes the life seems like a game to me now. You have to compete for your existence and then also you are not sure of winning it. And the tragedy is that after any failure in this game I can not even say that I played well but I lost.

Today I remember words of my good friend "Tumne kiya kya hai BE karne ke bad???". Yes I have done nothing, I was just wandering here and there because I have never face the brutality of life. Now I have to do something for me. I will play against all odds, I will fight against them all till I have energy left in me. And I will prove that the law of gravitational force is not applicable on my life...

Friday, November 21, 2008

Tale of 500 Rs.

Touching Video...



courtesy - Pritesh jain

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Solution to Falling Leaves...


I was thinking of old friends today
and how many of them have slipped away.
Moved, got married, or stopped calling so much,
Found new friends, got busy, and just lost touch.
It reminded me of falling leaves .
Every autumn the leaves fall from the trees.
Some stay longer than others, but eventually -
Each leaf must fall, I'm told,
leaving the tree alone to face the cold.
Why is it that in the time of utmost need
the leaves would seek to leave the tree?
And when we need our friends around
we look and they cannot be found?

Of course these friendships come and go
and in the spring new leaves will grow.
But I prefer autumn friends of old
with crackling laughter and colors bold.
And then I thought of you.
That one stubborn leaf that won't let go.
That clings despite the winds that blow.
Fighting ice, and snow, and winter's stings
Hanging on right through till spring.
So I guess that's what you are to me -
The very last leaf to leave the tree.
I know it seems silly, but it's true.
When I see that last leaf...I think of you.

....don't drift away.... will you...???



Don't Worry... I wont drift away....

Monday, November 17, 2008

Human Behavior...

Its a perfect human behavior that I have been experiencing in my surroundings now-a-days. Each human being is fascinated towards the things those are not available to him/her, and this rule is not only applicable for materialistic things but also in our friendship, relationship, job everywhere.

We always run behind the things which are elusive to us, we dream for something and after achieving it we dream bigger. But this rule should be applicable only for the materialistic things not for the friendship or relationship. If you want a better job, then this is perfectly fine. If you want to have comfort in your life, It is also perfectly fine. But if you look out for better relationship and friendship on cost of the existing one than it is surely not good. You should learn to know the importance of different things in your life, you can not apply the same logic everywhere. You can get bored of things, but getting bored of friendship and relationship is not acceptable. At the same time for the receiver I should tell you should not be too available for anyone otherwise you will lose your importance in that person's life. But the receiver is not wrong he/she is certainly following the rules of friendship/relationship of never to leave the company of your mate in any situation.

I have seen lot of examples recently in my surroundings and I feel whatever is the situation, whomsoever you are referring to, just don't let others to put down your importance and value... Although sometimes it becomes unavoidable to do the same, but at that moment the others should be so important and generous so that for them you can do anything...

Saturday, November 8, 2008

My New Look...

Its my new look some call it Ghajini Style, Some call it Obama ... I like both :)



Wednesday, November 5, 2008

I wished I could have...

I wished I could have loved you ,
the way you wished to be loved..

I loved you in my brightest days,
and even in the darkest nights.
each morning I woke up,
thinking I can love you one more day...
each night I slept happily,
coz I can love you tomorrow again...

I walked in the rains , thinking-
I have your right hand in my left..
You were my strength in my hardest times,
You were my weakness even,
I wish I could have loved you,
the way you wish to be loved.....

but ,
as days pass to weeks and then to months,
months changing their color to years,
I know dear, I no longer remains in you...
there are many reasons for you not to love me,
but, I cant find a reason not to love you..
and deep from my heart I swear..
I WILL LOVE U till my heart Beats....

I wished I could have loved you ,
the way you wished to be loved..
I pray to god, at least,
make me good enough so that,
you will love me back the way I love you...

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Excellence...

A gentleman once visited a temple under construction where he saw a sculptor making an idol of God. Suddenly he noticed a similar idol lying nearby.

Surprised, he asked the sculptor, "Do you need two statues of the same idol?" "No," said the sculptor without looking up, "We need only one, but the first one got damaged at the last stage."

The gentleman examined the idol and found no apparent damage. "Where is the damage?" he asked."There is a scratch on the nose of the idol." said the sculptor, still busy with his work.

"Where are you going to install the idol?" The sculptor replied that it would be installed on a pillar twenty feet high. "If the idol is that far, who is going to know that there is a scratch on the nose?" the gentleman asked.

The sculptor stopped his work, looked up at the gentleman, smiled and

said, "I know it and God knows it!"

The desire to excel should be exclusive of the fact whether someone appreciates it or not. "Excellence" is a drive from inside, not outside. Excel at a task today - not necessarily for someone else to notice but for your own satisfaction.

Monday, October 27, 2008

शुभ दीपावली . . .


ओ माटी के दीप,
नमस्कार शत् बार . . .
धन्य धन्य ये रूप तुम्हारा
श्वासों में अमरत्व छुपाए . . .
साहस देते श्रांत पथिक को
मंज़िल तक आलोक बिछाए . . .
निज देह मिटाकर
करते हो जग का उपकार . . .
करते हैं प्रार्थना
ईश से इस बार . . .
सदा रहे खुशियों से
भरा आपका संसार . . .
मंगलमय और शुभ हो
दीपावली का ये त्यौहार . . .
ओ माटी के दीप,
नमस्कार शत् बार . . .

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Emotions in relationship...

Nice comic strip story...









Tuesday, October 21, 2008

My Favorite 10 Ghazals...

Not in any specific order...

Teri Khushboo Mein - Jagjit Singh



Aur Aahista Kijie Baate - Pankaj Udhas



Kabhi Aah Lab Pe Machal Gaye - Ghulam Ali



Itna Toota Hoon Ke - Ghulam Ali



Aadmi Aadmi Ko Kya Dega - Jagjit Singh



Pyaar Ka Pehla Khat - Jagjit Singh



Hazaron Khwahishen Aisee - Drama Mirza Ghalib



Sach Keh Raha Hoon Main - Pankaj Udhas



Sham Se Aankh Main Namee - Jagjit Singh



Kagaz Ki Kashti - Jagjit Singh

Monday, October 20, 2008

Passion and Power of Love...

No words required to express your love for someone, If frequency matches both will tune to it and create the sweetest bond...


Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Mit Jaye...

Only thing I liked about the movie 'Kidnap' is music... and this one is my favorite of whole lot... passion of Imraan can only be seen in this song... lyrics is the best part in this song...



Mit Jaaye Yeh zameen
Tham jaaye aasmaan
Mit Jaaye Yeh zameen
tham jaaye aasmaan
Sun le jo gar kkahin
Yeh meri daastan

Chheena Mujhe tumne
Khushiyon ke aanchal se
Har zakhm lipta hai
Ashkon ke daaman se

Chheena Mujhe tumne
Khushiyon ke aanchal se
Har zakhm lipta hai
Ashkon ke daaman se

Gham ke andhere hain
Ujadey savere hain
Ankhon mein kirchon se
Kyun khwab mere hain

Mit Jaaye Yeh zameen
Tham jaaye aasmaan

Soney ki sadakon pe
Chalta raha tan ke
Kantey bichhey ab hain
Saaya tera ban ke

Soney ki sadakon pe
Chalta raha tan ke
Kantey bichhey ab hain
Saaya tera ban ke

Gham ke andhere hain
Ujadey savere hain
Ankhon mein kirchon se
Kyun khwab mere hain

Mit Jaaye Yeh zameen
tham jaaye aasmaan
Sun le jo gar kkahin
Yeh meri daastan

Quote for the Life...


Smile... No matter what life delivers you...
by - Saurabh Bajaj

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Second Excerpt from The Fountainhead...

Although its long but read it fully...

This excerpt of The Fountainhead describes the conversation between Dominique Francon and Howard Roark. It is the conversation which describes the sacrifice and pain they have imposed upon themselves in order to fight against this cruel world.

About their pesonality:

Howard Roark is the noble soul par excellence. The man as man should be. The self-sufficient, self-confident, the end of ends, the reason unto himself, the joy of living personified. Above all - the man who lives for himself, as living for oneself should be understood. And who triumphs completely. A man who is what he should be.

Dominique is the woman for a man like Howard Roark. The perfect priestess.

"Roark before I met you, I had always been afraid of seeing someone like you, because I knew that I'd also have to see what I saw on witness stand and I'd have to do what I did in tha courtroom. I hated doing it, because it was an insult to you to defend you - and it was an insult to myself that you had to be defended... Roark, I can anything, except what seems to be the easiest for most people: the halfway, the almost, the just-about, the in-between. They have their justifications. I don't know. I don't care to inquire. I know that it is the one thing not given me to understand. When I think of what you are, I can't accept any reality except a world of your kind. Or at least a world in which you have a fighting chance and fight on your own terms. That does not exist. And I can't live a life torn between that which exists - and you, It would mean to struggle against things and men who don't deserve to be your opponents. Your fight using your methods- and that's too horrible a desecration. It would mean doing for you what I did for Peter Keating: lie, flatter, evade, compromise, pander to every ineptitude- in order to beg of them a chance for you, beg them to let you live, to let you function, to beg them, Toark, not to laugh at thhem but to tremble because they hold the power to hurt you. Am i too weak because I can't do this? I dont't know which is the greater strength: to accept all this for you- or to love you so much that the rest is beyond acceptance. I don't know. I love you too much.
You're not aware of them. I am. I can't help it. I love you. The contrast is too great. Roark, you won't win, they'll destroy you, but I won't be there to see it happen. I will have destroyed myself first. That's the only gesture of protest open to me. What else could I offer you? The things people sacrifice are so little. I'll give you my marriage to Peter. I'll refuse to permit myself happiness in their world. I'll take suffering. That will be my answer to them, and my gift to you, I shall probably never see you again. I shall try not to. I shamll probably never see you again. I shall try not to. But I will live for ou, through every minute and every shameful act I take. I will live for you in my own way, in the only way I can."

Roark Replied:
"You'd rather hear it now? But I want you to hear it. We never need to say anything to each other when we're together. This is - for the time we won't be together. I love you, Dominique. As selfishly as the fact that I exist. As selfishly as my lungs breathe air. I breath fo rmy own necessity, for the fuel of my body, for my survival. I've given you, not my sacrifice or my pity, but my ego and my naked need. This is the only way you can wished to be loved. This is the only way I can want you to love me. If you married me now, I would become your whole existence. But I would not want you then. You would not want you yourself- and so you would not love me long. To say 'I love you' one must know first how to say 'I'. The kind of surrender I could have from you now would give me nothing but an empty hulk. If I demanded it, I'd destroy you. That's why I won't stop you. I'll let you go to your husband. I don't know how I'll live through tonight, but I will. I want you as a whole, as I am, as you'll remain in the battle you've chosen, A battle is never selfless.
You must learn not to be afraid of the world. Not to be held by it as you are now. Never to be hurt by it as you were in that courtroom. I must let you learn it. I can't help you. You must find your own way. When you have, you'll come back to me. They won't destroy me, Dominique. And they won't destroy you. You'll win, because you've chosen the hardest way of fighting for your freedom from the world. I'll wait for you. I love you. I'm saying this now for all the years we'll have to wait. I love you, Dominique."

Thursday, October 9, 2008

First Excerpt from The Fountainhead...

The first excerpt from The Fountainhead, the philosophy of Ellsworth Toohey - the critic, expressing and molding the voice of public opinion, the average man at large, the natural leader of average man....

Ellsworth was telling to his friends and disciples:
"It's good to suffer. Don't complain. Bear, bow, accept - and be grateful that God has made you suffer. For this makes you better than the people who are laughing and happy. If you don't understand this, don't try to understand. Everything bad comes from the mind, because the mind asks too many questions. It is blessed to believe, not to understand. So if you didn't get passing grades, be glad of it. It means that you are better than the smart boys who think too much and too easily."


I hope I can live by this philosophy...

Software Development and Developers...

In last few days I came across 2 different pictures beautifully defining about software development and developers life... So I thought to make them part of my blog....


Sunday, October 5, 2008

I feel rejuvenated...

Last five days were my office vacations and I have lived my life in my own style... I was looking for my own space for long time (see my earlier blog Mental Peace) and these five days provided me that... I was neither bound to the usual office schedule nor dependent on anyone, I lived as a free soul in this world...

I have roamed around whole Bangalore, went to malls to do the shopping, attended qawwali program (saleem javed's) as part of jashn e id-ul-fitr in a Sigma Mall, went to bookstore looked out some books there, went to CCDs and restaurents, watched back to back movies 50 first dates, Shawshank Redemption, Pursuit of Happiness, A tail of two kittens (Garfield), A Beautiful Mind, Hotel Rwanda, Kidnap...

One more thing I did was to rope in all my school friends in a google group, the much awaited platform for all of us LOTIans...

I am feeling so much relaxed mentally, I can feel the utmost pleasure of life after the hectic office schedule and same old routine...

PS: Its not like that I like being alone but sometimes its good to be with self... Human being are social animals and so am I...

Friday, October 3, 2008

Memories to Cherry...


Yippieeeee.....I reached one more milestone, this is my 50th post in this blog. I truly feel that I got this space to jolt down my thoughts freely, which matches with the definition of blog.

My this blog is dedicated to the two most lovable couples in the novel world; First, Scarlett O'Hara and Rhett Butler from Gone With The Wind and Second, Dominique Francon and Howard Roark from The Fountainhead. Although both are very different in their themes and plot but the one thing I found common was the sacrifice for love shown by these people, They move apart from each other, follow the path of untold love. The rational behind their separation was way different; Scarlett's departing was to make Rhett jealous to get him back, on the other hand, Dominique's departing was to protect Howard from the social evils in the world; but the motive was the same to sacrifice and feel the pleasure of achieving the most beautiful relationship in the world. In this they all suffered a lot but they got what they wanted...


There were times when ...
I thought of you,
I felt you,
I cared for you,
I dreamed about you,
I loved you,
I was with you ...

Still ...
There are times when ...
I think of you,
I feel you,
I care for you,
I dream about you,
I LOVE YOU,
Lone difference is that
I am away from you ...

~~~by - Saurabh Bajaj~~~

Monday, September 29, 2008

Love is Everywhere...


~~~ Love is Everywhere ~~~

Question for life...

Life is very short,
very near is the wane...
You broke your own heart,
to make me sane...
I adhere to your decision,
so that you can be happy...
But I can see your eyes,
I can see your pain...
Only question made me cry is
What will you gain ???

~~by - Saurabh Bajaj~~

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Mental Peace...

I am tired... not physically but mentally... Life has become a dull routine and I want to come out of it.

I want some Mental Peace...


I want a long careless sleep
like a child...

I want someone to provide assurance of care and support for me...


I want some rest...



I want to get back to the same old life without any hassle...

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

My Dance Abilities...

These all are the pictures from my dance performance in my office...










From L to R - Nagaraju V, Ambili M, Swaroop V, Jane J, Saurabh B

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Thursday, August 28, 2008

दोस्ती और उम्मीद ...

दुनिया की सबसे मुश्किल आज़माईश हैं 'दोस्ती' | मगर, आज़माने दे काबिल आज़माईश हैं | गर, तुम उठे हुए हो तो तुम्हारी खुशी पर हँसना, मुस्काना किसी और के लिए आसान हैं | गर तुम गिर जाओ तो तुम्हें उठाकर चला दे कोई, यह मुश्किल ही नही असंभव हैं |

"अपने भी नही अपने रहते,
बेगाने बन जाते हैं ...
साया भी हटने लगता हैं,
जब ग़म के ज़माने आते हैं ..."

तक़लीफ़ में किसी की आँखों से आँसू पोंछ सकता हैं हर दोस्त, मगर बनकर आँखो से अश्क बह नही सकता हर दोस्त | हर आदमी अपनी तकलीफें खुद सहता हैं, ज़नाब "यहाँ किसी को कोई रास्ता नहीं देता, मुझे गिराकर संभल सको तो चलो" | मतलब की इस दुनिया मैं सच्चे दोस्त मिलना मुश्किल हैं | दोस्त के लिए सब कुछ त्याग देना आसान हैं, मगर ऐसा दोस्त ढूँढना जिसके लिए ये किया जा सके बहुत ही मुश्किल हैं | रिश्ते बनाने ज़रूर चाहिए, मगर सौ बार सोचकर, क्योंकि इंसान को सबसे ज़्यादा तक़लीफ़ रिश्तों से ही होती हिया | रिश्ते-नाते, दोस्ती सब कुछ साहित्य, दर्शन, शायरी, ग़ज़ल, कविताओं में अच्छे लगते हैं, असली ज़िंदगी की सच्चाई तन्हाई से शुरू होकर तन्हाई पर ही ख़त्म हो जाती है | फिर भी अगर ईंसान खुश रहना चाहता है तो उसे अपने शब्दकोष मैं से "उम्मीद" शब्द हटा देना चाहिए | जो उम्मीद नही करता, उसे कोई रिश्ता तकलीफ़ नही देता | जुड़े हुए आदमी को एक दोस्त मज़बूत बनाता है, टूटे हुए को जोड़ने वाला दोस्त मिलना ही बहुत मुश्किल होता हैं | इन तमाम उम्मीदों से परे आदमी तभी खुश रह सकता हैं, "जब वह दीपक बनकर जले अपनो के लिए, फूल बनकर खिले अपनों के लिए |" जो दूसरों को खुश रखने के लिए मुस्कुराता रहे, वह अपनी तकलीफ़ से खुद-ब-खुद बाहर हो जाएगा | किसी के सामने कहने से तकलीफ़ कम नही होती, बल्कि बढ़ जाती हैं |

"रहिमन निज़ मन की बिधा, मन ही राखो गोय
सुनी अठिले हैं लोग सब, बाँटि न लेहे कोय "

दूसरो को खुशियाँ देना ही ईंसान को खुश रखता हैं |

" यह ज़िंदगी का रास्ता, रंज़ो-ग़म का मेला है दोस्तों
भीड़ हैं कयामत की, फिर भी हर कोई अकेला हैं दोस्तों
दोस्ती की राहों मैं बाखुदा हमने, हर कदम पर
पाया हादसा ही हादसा दोस्तों,
टूट गये झटके से सारे भरम बुलंदियो के,
खुद को पाया जब अकेला ही अकेला दोस्तो |"

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

वो चन्द लम्हें...


वो चन्द लम्हें जिनके लिए,
मैनें किया कई महीनों इंतजार...
इतनी जल्दी बीत गये और
वक्त का ना हुआ मुझे ऐतबार...

नक़ाब था उसने जैसे पहन लिया,
और हर पल मुस्कुराना सीख लिया...
छुपाना चाहा अपना हाल--दिल,
पर उसकी आँखो ने सच बयाँ कर दिया...

कुछ पल को वो हुए मुखातिब,
और सारी कायनात जैसे रुक गयी..
उसकी आँखो में दिखें कई ज़ज़्बात,
और बात होंठो पर आने से रह गयी...

~~~~ द्वारा - सौरभ बजाज ~~~~

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Jaane kaha gaye wo din...




jaane kahaa gae vo din, kahate the terii raah me
nazaro ko ham bichhaaenge
jaane kahaa gae vo din, kahate the terii raah me
nazaro ko ham bichhaaenge
chaahe kahii bhii tum raho, chaahenge tumako umr bhar
tumako naa bhuul paaenge

mere kadam jahaa pade, sajade kiye the yaar ne
mere kadam jahaa pade, sajade kiye the yaar ne
mujhako rulaa rulaa diyaa, jaatii huii bahaar ne

jaane kahaa gae vo din, kahate the terii raah me
nazaro ko ham bichhaaenge
chaahe kahii bhii tum raho, chaahenge tumako umr bhar
tumako naa bhuul paaenge

apanii nazar me aaj kal, din bhii andherii raat hai
apanii nazar me aaj kal, din bhii andherii raat hai
saayaa hii apane saath thaa, saayaa hii apane saath hai

jaane kahaa gae vo din, kahate the terii raah me
nazaro ko ham bichhaaenge
chaahe kahii bhii tum raho, chaahenge tumako umr bhar
tumako naa bhuul paaenge

% This stanza was sung by Mukesh on his last tour of the US.
% It is not known to exist in 'official' or film versions.

is dil ke aashiyaan me bas unake Kayaal rah gaye
tod ke dil vo chal diye, ham phir akele rah gaye

jaane kahaa gae vo din, kahate the terii raah me
nazaro ko ham bichhaaenge
chaahe kahii bhii tum raho, chaahenge tumako umr bhar
tumako naa bhuul paaenge

Friday, August 22, 2008

Treat Trouble Of Others Sensibly...

A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package.

"What food might this contain?" The mouse wondered - he was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.

Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning :
"There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr.Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it."

The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

The pig sympathized, but said, "I am so very sorry, Mr.Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers."

The mouse turned to the cow and said "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

The cow said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose."

So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap alone.

That very night a sound was heard throughout the house -- like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey.

The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught.

The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital , and she returned home with a fever.

Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main Ingredient.

But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock.

To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig.

The farmer's wife did not get well; she died.

So many people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.

The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.

So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember -- when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk.

We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

College Memories...

Reliving Old Cherished Memories...
This video is dedicated to all the students of 2006 batch of Computer Science & Engineering in Ujjain Engineering College.


Friday, August 1, 2008

Zindagi Ke Roop...

Nice Song with awesome lyrics...





zindagi zindagi kya tera roop hai
zindagi zindagi kya tera roop hai
tu kabhi chaanv hain aur kabhi dhoop hain
zindagi zindagi kya tera roop hai
zindagi zindagi kya tera roop hai
tu kabhi chaanv hain aur kabhi dhoop hain
zindagi zindagi

(kabhi lagti hain tu meri saheli
kabhi lagti hain tu mujhko paheli)
(kabhi lagti hain tu meri saheli
kabhi lagti hain tu mujhko paheli)
kabhi lagti hain bheed mein gungunati
kabhi lagti hain gum sum akeli
zindagi zindagi kya tera roop hai
zindagi zindagi kya tera roop hai
tu kabhi chaanv hain aur kabhi dhoop hain
zindagi zindagi

(tu hi meri dhadkan tu hi saansein
tu hi mere din hain tu hi meri raatein)
(tu hi meri dhadkan tu hi saansein
tu hi mere din hain tu hi meri raatein)
tujhe dekhne ko tarasti hain aankein
tujhe dekhana ab meri bebasi hain
zindagi zindagi kya tera roop hai
zindagi zindagi kya tera roop hai
tu kabhi chaanv hain aur kabhi dhoop hain
zindagi zindagi

Friday, July 25, 2008

Yaade

Kismat ruk gayi,
Dil ke taar toot gaye,
Wo bhi rooth gaye aur
sapne bhi toot gaye...
Baaki rahe apne khazane me
Do aansu
Yaad teri aayi aur
Wo bhi ankho se chhoot gaye...

by - Lucky...


सफलता-असफलता

टूटे सपने,
टूटे हौंसलें,
और ना जानें
क्या क्या हाहाकार हुआ...
हँसें दुश्मन,
हँसें दोस्त,
मेरी पीड़ा का
ना उन्हें आभास हुआ...
मैं ना कम था,
हँस पड़ा,
कुछ ना हुआ हों
ऐसा मैनें इज़हार किया...
और सफलता के रथ पर
चलते चलते,
कुछ असफलताओं से,
मैं सहम गया...
स्व-विश्वास हटा,
गरल उठा,
ज़िंदगी के लक्ष्य में
मानों मैं यूँ विफल हुआ...
परन्तु....
हार नहीं मानूँगा मैं,
विफलता का
हाथ नहीं थामूँगा मैं...
कभी हार,
कभी जीत,
यहीं तो ज़िंदगी की
कहानी है...
जो समझ ना सकें
इस ज़ज्बात को,
उसके शरीर मैं बहता द्रव्य
रक्त नहीं हैं पानी हैं...

~~~
द्वारा - सौरभ बजाज ~~~


Monday, July 21, 2008

मेरे मन की व्यथा...

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मैंने कई बार लोगो को कहते हुए सुना कि आधुनिकता कि दौड़ मैं इंसान अपने आप को खोता जा रहा है, आज तक मैं इस चीज़ को नज़रअंदाज करता रहा था | आज जब मेरे एक सहकर्मी ने अपनी बेटी के लिए मुझसे हिन्दी विषय में कुछ सहायता करने को कहा, तो सर्वप्रथम तो मुझे अपने आप पर गर्व महसूस हुआ कि मैं अपनी राष्ट्रभाषा को जानता हूँ और मैं किसी की मदद कर सकता हूँ, परंतु इतने दिनों बाद हिन्दी लिखने मैं मुझे बहुत मेहनत करना पड़ी | मुझे शब्द ही याद नहीं रहे थे और मुझे यह काम बहुत ही बड़ा प्रतीत होने लगा |

आज हम लोग अँग्रेज़ी की ओर इतना ज़्यादा झुक गये है कि हम अपनी राष्ट्रभाषा से दूर होते जा रहे है | सिर्फ़ हिन्दी दिवस मना लेने से हमारी ज़िम्मेदारी ख़त्म नहीं हो जाती है, हमें लोगों को जागरूक करना होगा उनके कर्तव्य के प्रति, अपनी राष्ट्रभाषा के उत्थान के प्रति | आज यदि आप किसी युवा से पूछेंगे कि वह किस लेखक के किस उपन्यास को पढ रहा है तो आप किसी भारी भरकम अँग्रेजी उपन्यास और लेखक का नाम सुनने को तैयार रहिए, यही नहीं अगर कोई भारतीय लेखक का भी अँग्रेज़ी उपन्यास हो तो भी उसे उपहास कि दृष्टि से देखा जाता है | क्या यही है हमारी राष्ट्रभाषा हिन्दी और हमारे भारतीय साहित्य का अस्तित्व ? जिस भारतीय साहित्य और भाषा को कई देशों के लोगों ने इतना सम्मान दिया, आज वहीं हमारे देशवासियो के बीच अपनी छवि खोती जा रही है | हालाँकि मैं मानता हूँ की आज हर क्षेत्र में आगे बढ़ने के लिए अँग्रेज़ी एक महत्वपूर्ण साधक हो गया है और मैं भी उन्ही लोगो की श्रेणी मैं सम्मिलित हू परंतु फिर भी ये मन कहीं ना कहीं कचोटता है | आज मन करता है कि मैं भी अपने राष्ट्रभाषा के उत्थान के लिए कुछ करूँ और अपने देश के प्रति अपनी ज़िम्मेदारी का कुछ अंश निर्वाह कर सकूँ |

साथ ही मैं लगा रहा हूँ वो निबंध जो मैंने कल बहुत ही जद्दोजहद के बाद लिखा है | :)