Sometimes.....

Sometime I feel life is so tuf and I am soo ignorant.. may be still living in dream world where 2 and 2 can make 5.. things are simple straight forward...


Why does my love always fall short of miseries of my loved ones... why does anybody I love have to get sad...it means i have not loved them enuf....so bad of me....so weak of me.... now God made me to that level of incompleteness.. what can I do
May be thats his way of saying... u r a man and I am a God and there is a lot of difference..... but still ill ask him to give happiness to all the loved ones... or atleast not give them sorrow

u know what God ji there is no one else i can ask this from no one at all...i might be bad i might be wrong..... help me improve.. help me get better.. but please give all the happiness to the people i love and help me love them so much that they are never Sad.. never ever...

asi alhadpane vich ainven akhan laa baithe.......

Sometimes i really pity the way life works... u grow intelligent ... more of that and then u r dumb...

life always proves to be better than u smarter than u... 

Ever heard the silence ....it has lots to say... what does a new born know about the world... nothing.. he know nothing understands nothing.. and then he grows smart .... all the innocence lost .. for what use ... really dont know...

which way is the world acutally heading.... the simplicity of life lost .... and a lame excuse ..life is so complex

used to be a time when there was no tv ... radio sounded soo sweet.... so exciting... India the land where there is no 24 hrs electricity... but where elese do u get the pleasure of going to roof top with ur dad... to make arrangements for sleeping in the sweep of natural wind stream... and when on one of the lucky days the heavens start pouring... deciding when to loose the luv for staying in bed against getting wet....... heaven is what its callled

running we all are... to make life easier .. more of more things.... but there should be something more to life than just earn everything.... there ought to be....

used to be a time... when shyness of gals had its weight in Gold.... a trait which used to find its place in verses poems and sher... and now..... we definately have lost something...

In times to come there may be another heer and ranjha ... but wud there be people who could appreciate the delicacies ....... the purity of feeling ....

Life used to be soo simple.... a jalebi could get u back home... and now even a crying mom cannot...
hence i pity life ... for loosing all it could cherish all that was Gold all that was simple all that was worth living for worth dying for... get clever my dear .. but someday sometime someone will turn cleverer smarter than u can imagine May God bless u .... 

asi alhadpane vich ainven akhan laa baithe
dil bekadaran naal laa ke kadar gava baithe....

Pleasure...

Pleasure... such a strange thing...

like most of the beautiful things in this world.. you get the most of it when u stop searching for it

Letting it go and letting the life pass through u....

Things might be big might be small.... i dont know .. havent seen a lot about a lot of things....but letting go... is diffcult which makes everything easy....

If you watched the movie "American beauty"... they say theres a moment in life just before you die when u revisit all your life... from childhood... childhood dreams.... to the teenage aspiration.... the first love .... and the joy of living the childhood again through the kids.... 

Life may not be a bed of roses .... it might be difficult frustrating worrisome.... but the sothness of angels.. of the skies of coool air through you.... a sigle moment of pleasure of love can make u forget everything... thats love thats pleasure....thats what makes life livable.. hence may be thats life.....

I know it might not be making sense to a lot of u guys... but one day it will....

And it rained today

I was not expecting it…. Neither was it anticipated….

After having my dinner while watching a TV show, I heard some noise on my roof top…. What was it? And I realized it was raining, but something was different

Drop by drop it fell, I could clearly hear each drop coming on my roof top hitting as if saying …knock knock…. I switched off the television. Should I talk to them I thought…. Have never talked to them before …  and do they really talk…

Engrossed in the thoughts I just heard them falling…. As I moved in front of mirror… the noise increased as if they were calling me…. And unusually today my heart wanted to talk to them….

In the hearts of my heart I said come talk to me…. No reply…. I said again come talk to me… no reply again…. I asked u wanna talk to me… and a shower just a shower of drops hit hard as if it was asking… ”Why should I?” Not with a hint of arrogance but with hint of teasing voice as if saying I wanna talk but tell me why….

I replied…  Just thought u r alone and so am I … so thought to chat a bit… where do you come from….

No reply again… As I started thinking this is just an infatuation of mind… rain drops don’t talk… may be they talk in heaven….a thought hit my mind…. Does someone talk to strangers? We are still not friends? So how can they talk…

And I walked towards the door …. I thought ill shake hands and make a new friend ….. ill sit down and talk….

As I moved I saw the front of my house was dry… there was wet surface all around but for my front of door….  I looked up and it was a tree….  But maybe i was right .. maybe we were still not friends….

So I moved a bit ahead…. Spread out my hands and said hello….

Just like a girl or a stranger who’s shy and hesitant… nothing fell.. my hands still dry. I could feel some drops all over my body but not on my hand… then the first one fell… a second and a third… I could see them becoming more comfortable……and soon my hand had a dozen of them…

MY hands were not wet… it was just a hand shake …. And then I retured….

I thought that answered my question… they had brought a message from my beloved.. a message of missing a message of a wish to say hello…

I came in and started to write…. I thought it just came to shook my hand as the rain had stopped falling…. No more rain no more sound .. just silence….

I smiled ….. and in my heart I thought .. do rains come just to shake hand….

And as I was writing…. It came again… with a great roar the heavens poured.. as if it was laughing and smiling…. As if it was saying thank U… was great to meet u … and in its laugh I saw my beloved laughing and heavens saying…. What a perfect match u have …..

Thanks Lord ….. thank you…..

I missed saying bbye ... to the rain and it has already passed by... but may be it will return.. if not then now i say bbye... thanks for coming and spending some time with me ......... thanks