Have a lovely day

ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं

चाहता हूँ तुम्हे , तुमसे कहूं
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं ,
दिल धड़कता है तुम्हारे लिए , तुमसे कहूं
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं.
मेरी आँखों में तेरे ही ख्वाब
रात दिन समाये रहते है
मोहब्बत है तुमसे दिलो जान से
तुमसे कहूं ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं.
कुछ राज़-ए-दिल हम भी रखते है
इतना तो हक है
हर बात का इकरार-ए-इजहार तुमसे करूं
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं
चाहना तुम्हे हमारा अंदाज़ है
मरना मोहब्बत में तेरी कबूल
तू भी हमें चाहे क़यामत की रात तक
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं
मेरे आँसू है, मेरी तड़प है
इसे बहाऊँ या छुपाऊँ
तेरी पलके भी भीगी हमें याद करके
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं
चाहता हूँ तुम्हे , तुमसे कहूं
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं
दिल धड़कता है तुम्हारे लिए , तुमसे कहूं
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं.

What women want…

                                             A woman was out golfing one day when she hit the ball into the woods. She went into the woods to look for it and found a frog in a trap. The frog said to her, “If you release me from this trap, I will grant you three wishes.” The woman freed the frog. The frog said, “Thank you, but I failed to mention that there was a condition to your wishes-that whatever you wish for, your husband will get ten times more or better!” 

 The woman said, “That would be okay.” For her first wish, she wanted to be the most beautiful woman in the world. The frog warned her, “You do realize that this wish will also make your husband the most handsome man in the world, an Adonis, that women will flock to. The woman replied, 

                                  “That will be okay because I will be the most beautiful woman and he will only have eyes for me.” So, KAZAM-she'sthe most beautiful woman in the world.

For her second wish, she wanted to be the richest woman in the world. The frog said, “That will make your husband the richest man in the world and he will be ten times richer than you.” 

The woman said, 

                                          “That will be okay because what's mine is his and what's his is mine.” So, KAZAM-she's the richest woman in the world! The frog then inquired about her third wish, …….And she answered, “I'd like a mild heart attack.”  Moral of the story: Women are clever. Don't mess with them!

~Maybe life is changing ~

Live well my friend .. maybe life is changing!
when I was young, maybe the world was very big ... I remember my house
to the school that way, what was not there, licking the handcart, jalebi the
shop, ice shells, everything, maybe Jin Dgi
is changing the mobile shop now, video parlors, yet All is quiet ...
I think the world is becoming smaller ... When I was young, perhaps the evenings were long
used ... I hand holding the strings of the kite, was hours away, the long
cycle race, those childhood games, he must be dead tired every evening, the evening
that day, the night is aging and shrinking may take time is ... When I
was young, I was very close friendship, Bnakrkelna crowd that day,
that friend's food, they cry together ... I still have many friends, but
friendship is knowing where, when you meet on the traffic signal is Hi,
and your - are going your way, Holi, Diwali, Birthday, New Year SMS on the bus
to come, perhaps relations are now ... When I was younger, the games
were funny, hidden - hidden, Lngdi leg, Poshm - find, cut the cake, Tippy - TP
tap, the internet, office does not have the time ... I changed my life
is. That's the biggest truth of life ... Often out of the cemetery
is written on the board ... "The goal was that, that life was passing me
come here - come "moment of life is very small ... A foundation for tomorrow
's and tomorrow's just a dream ... Survived longer in the second
part we are in this life full of desires ... Some Speed ​​slow
, my friends, and live the life ... Live well my friends, and others
let live ... .

~शायद ज़िंदगी बदल रही है~

खूब जियो मेरे दोस्त शायद ज़िंदगी बदल रही है..!!
जब मैं छोटा था, शायद दुनिया बहुत बड़ी हुआ करती थी... मुझे याद है मेरे घर
से स्कूल तक का वो रास्ता, क्या क्या नहीं था वहां, चाट के ठेले, जलेबी की
दुकान, बर्फ के गोले, सब कुछ, शायद ज़िंदगी
बदल रही है अब वहां मोबाइल शॉप, विडियो पार्लर हैं, फिर भी सब सूना है...
शायद अब दुनिया सिमट रही है... जब मैं छोटा था, शायद शामें बहुत लम्बी हुआ
करती थीं... मैं हाथ में पतंग की डोर पकड़े, घंटों उड़ा करता था, वो लम्बी
साइकिल रेस, वो बचपन के खेल, वो हर शाम थक के चूर हो जाना, अब शाम नहीं
होती, दिन ढलता है और सीधे रात हो जाती है शायद वक्त सिमट रहा है... जब मैं
छोटा था, शायद दोस्ती बहुत गहरी हुआ करती थी, दिन भर वो हुजूम बनाकरखेलना,
वो दोस्तों के घर का खाना, वो साथ रोना... अब भी मेरे कई दोस्त हैं, पर
दोस्ती जाने कहाँ है, जब भी traffic signal पे मिलते हैं Hi हो जाती है ,
और अपने-अपने रास्ते चल देते हैं, होली, दीवाली, जन्मदिन, नए साल पर बस SMS
आ जाते हैं, शायद अब रिश्ते बदल रहें हैं... जब मैं छोटा था , तब खेल भी
अजीब हुआ करते थे, छुपा-छुपाई, लंगडी टांग, पोषम-पा, कट केक, टिप्पी-टीपी
टाप, अब internet, office से फुर्सत ही नहीं मिलती... शायद ज़िन्दगी बदल
रही है . जिंदगी का सबसे बड़ा सच यही है... जो अक्सर कब्रिस्तान के बाहर
बोर्ड पर लिखा होता है... " मंजिल तो यही थी, बस जिंदगी गुज़र गयी मेरी
यहाँ आते-आते " ज़िंदगी का लम्हा बहुत छोटा सा है... कल की कोई बुनियाद
नहीं है और आने वाला कल सिर्फ सपने में ही है... अब बच गए इस पल में
तमन्नाओं से भरी इस जिंदगी में हम सिर्फ भाग रहे हैं... कुछ रफ़्तार धीमी
करो मेरे दोस्त, और इस ज़िंदगी को जियो... खूब जियो मेरे दोस्त, और औरों को
भी जीने दो ... ॥

~+Love Is Life DK+~

I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower
And stole my heart away complete.
My face turned pale, a deadly pale.
My legs refused to walk away,
And when she looked what could I ail
My life and all seemed turned to clay.
And then my blood rushed to my face
And took my eyesight quite away.
The trees and bushes round the place
Seemed midnight at noonday.
I could not see a single thing,
Words from my eyes did start.
They spoke as chords do from the string,
And blood burnt round my heart.
Are flowers the winter's choice
Is love's bed always snow
She seemed to hear my silent voice
Not love appeals to know.
I never saw so sweet a face
As that I stood before.
My heart has left its dwelling place
And can return no more.

++~10th grade~++

10th Grade :-




As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Senior year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.............