Chita se aaj bhi darta hoon main..

kahte hai log aapna seena tankar...

shero ko dar nahi lagta...

Main bhi kisi sher se kum nahi...

per dar mujko bhi hai lagta...

na kisi dushman se, na kisi dushmani se..

Na kisi musibat, na hi kisi mushkil se..

darta nahi main kisi anchahe mod se,,

Ye sher to darta hai Chita ke zor se..

ye to sabne suna aur khub kaha hai,,

jo aaya hai oose ek din jana hi  hai..

na jane kitno ko pahuchaya hai maine mukam tak,,

per chita ki aag se dil bhar aaya  hai...

bahuton ko sahas diya maine...

apno se bichad kar bhi jeene ka..

koi mere dil se puche...

sahas kaise batoru is dar  ko pine ka..

janta to main bhi yehoon...

khud ko chita per nahi dekh sakoonga...

pal jab bhi wo mere samne aata hai...

khyal aata hai ya alah kaise main mar sakoonga..

kitna pyar paya hai jahan se..

rota hooa kaise dekh sakoonga...

hasna hasaana joda hai maine...

kaise sabko chood sakoonga...

jab bhi khyal man me aata hai...

dil ka khoon bhi pani hi ban jata hai..

dhandhas kaise bandhau main khud ko...

chita ka dar jo mere zehan me aaya hai...

shero ki tarah jeena chahta hoon..

akhiri pal se aaj bhi darta hoon...

haste rahe ye arman hai mere..

per Chita se aaj bhi darta hoon...

Choti Choti Khushi...

Zindagi ke kuch hasin lamhe ye blog likhte samay maine socha kya mere jeevan ke sirf ye hi yaadgar lamhen hai? to wo lamhe kaun se honge jinse maine na jane kya kuch  nahi seekha kya kuch nahi aapaya...to chaliye koshish karta hoon oon lamho ko kavita me bandhne ka....

jeevan jitna bhi jiya bade aache se jiya hai,
har lamhe har saal bade sukun se jiya hai..
chalo aaj liye chalta hoon oos zamane me...
jab hum bhi the lakdi ke paalne me...

paalne per latka khilona bhi
chehre per mast muskan de jata tha..
papa ka dilaya ek gubbara bhi..
zamane bhar ki muskan le aata tha...

Maa ke hath ki roti hi bas,,
pet ki aur dil ki bhukh mitati thi..
Papa ka kaam se ghar lautna..
ajab se khushi de jati thi...

mitti me jakar laut lagana..
to kabhi gandi naliyon se Gend nikalna..
barish ke mausam aate hai...
saikil chalane ki jidd lekar baithna...
sadak chap cricket me bhi..
vishwyudha ka chid jana...
wahh kya din the wo ...
jise hum bachpan kahte hai...

padhai na karne per papa ka khub datna..
dada dadi ka humare paksh me papa ko datna..
Ma ka papa se ruth kar baith jana...
phir papa ka humko manana...
kandhe per bitha kar mele le jana...

ye bhi bade hasin lamhe hai mere jivan ke..
jitna yaad karo ootne hi hoth muskurate hai...
ankhon se aasu aur man me khushi dilate hai..
in dino ko phir se jine ki caahh rakhte hai...
choti choti khushi phir pane ki caahh rakhte hai....





  

jindagi ke kuch hasin lamhe....(part 1)

Aaj main aapne aab tak ke nahe se jeevan ke kuch aaise paloke bare me likh raha hoon. wo pal jinkee aaj bhi jab main sochta hoon jab mere chehre per muskan si aajati hai. aur main utsah se sarabor ho jata hoon.

aaj se karib 9 saal piche jata hoon. tarikh 1st aug 2003. dil me iicha thi ki engineering collage me admission loon. Wo bhi computer engineer. jan 1st ko mera bhai collage counselling se aaya to bola ki Ujjain ke collage ke Computer science branch full ho gayee. man baith gaya. wo shayad jeevan ki pahli raat thi jab main tension me raat bhar jaagta raha. Sochta raha ki kya hoga mere sapne  ka. kya main kisi aur branch ke saath insaf ker sakoonga. ye sochte sochte main 4th aug ko counselling me gaya aur Admission IT branch me liya kyon ki kisi ne kaha ki dono me jyada farq nahi hai. aur aaj bhi main oosi din ko yaad karta hoon ki finally mujhe engineering me admition to mil hi gaya. main nahi janta maine IT stream ke saath insaaf kiya ya nahi per passout hone ke 5 saal ke baad ye kah sakta hoon ki naukri na hone ke karan kabhi dimag per tension nahi aaya. aur malik kare aage aaisa koi din na dekhna pade.

Dusara yaadgar din bina kisi soch ke wohi din hoga jab main engineer ban gaya. 14th july 2007 jab humare final Year ka result declare hooa tha. and finally main ek engineer tha. shayad aapni aankhon se pahla sapna dekha hoga jo pura hooa. bahut khush tha main oos din. wo din mujhe itana pasand hai ki mujhe wo time bhi yaad hai jab mujhe mera result pata chala tha, 3:15min dophar me. Saturday hone ke karan office jana nahi tha.aur gher per movie enjoy ker raha tha tabhi mujhe phone aaya ki main pass ho gaya. sach kahoon to itani khushi oosdin tak maine kabhi mehsoos nahi ki thi,

agala mauka kuch aaise aaya ki maine aapne gher Ujjain me call kiya ki main 9th june ko gher pahuch raha hoon. to mere  ma papa is intazar me the ki kab 9 jun aaye. 4th jun ko maine gher call kiya. aur kaha ki main auto me baitha hoon aur gher ja raha hoon.mmm sach kaha Ujjain wale gher main Indore Airport per tha. aur wo meri pahli Hawai yatra thi jo maine khud sponsor ki thi..he he he. aur maine raat ko 11:30 per gher ka darwaja khatkhataya. Gher per log mere khatkhatane ke style se itna dar gaye ki haath me danda lekar darwaja khola aur oonke chehre main aaj tak nahi bhul sakta jab oonhone mujhe dekha. Ma ne pucha aabhi kaun si gadi se aaya. to  maine hawa me hath hila kar kaha ma main hawai  train se aaya hoon. aur agale din mammi papa sabko khushi khushi bata rahe the ki mera beta plane se aaya hai...bada hi yaad gar din tha wo...

                                                more to write and more to go....this post is not completed will write more.....

MAA

Hello friends..

Aaj mere pass waise to teen topics hai jaise "Love is in the Air", "Maa", " Ishwar bhi sakar ho sakte hain.."..per last topic maine reject ker diya coz wo mujhe HINGLISH me nahi pure Hindi me likhna hoga....

To chalo Ma ke bare me hi likhta hoon...

Aaj main jeevdaani mata ke mandir gaya tha..tabhi socha maa ke sath jagda karu kya oonse ruth ker baith jauu ya oonhe dhanyawad du..inhi vidambnao me baitha ye socha ki Ma kya hai...Insan? bhagwan? shabd? aakhir hai kya Maa?

Maa ye shabd hai jo bhagwan roopi Insan ko bayan kerta hai. chaliye oos din se shuruwat kerte hai. jab mera is sansar ke rang manch per koi vajood nahi tha. oos samay mera vajood banaya meri maa ne. mere kirdar ko rochak banaya meri maa ne. mere kirdar ka auchitya banaya meri Maa ne..

jo batain hum roj sunte hai ki hume sukhe per sula ker khud geele me sote the humare maa babuji. aur ishwar khud har jagah nahi pahuch pata isiliye oosne Maa ko banaya.

bada aacha lagta hai ye sunne me per kya hum is per amal kerte hai. yadi aapka jawab haan hai to khud aaine me dekhiye aur khud se mohabbat kerna shuru kar dijiye.
jab main aapni baat yahan tak kah gaya to aage kahne ke liye mere alfaz kum pad rahe hai...kyonki Maa koi murat nahi wo to ek ehsas hai jo humesha mere saath hai. jo log kisi na kisi tarah se aapni Maa se door hai wo man me sir ek baar aapni Maa ko pukaroye...aab jo bhi bulate hai aapni ma ko jaise amma, Maa, Mammi, Momi. Mataji, Mai, Aai ya jo bhi. aap pukar kar dekhiye..aapke hotho per muskan hogi aur dimag me wahi bachpan wali masumiyat, kyon hum aaj bhi aapni Maa ke liye wahi Masoom bane rahna cahte hai...

Mujhe to na jane  kai saalo se Maa is shabd se hi pyar ho gaya hai. chahe koi bhi mahila ho agar wo Maa hai to mere liye sanmam ki patra haim. chahe wah sadak per chal rahi bhikharin ho ya mahlo me rahne walo koi adakara,

mujhe jaanne wale ye soch rahe honge ki banda bhavnao me bah ker ye batain ker raha hai. per Doston Maa ke bare me likhne ke liye bhavnaye nahi sirf ehsaas cahiye.

Jab bhi mujhe koi samsya hoti to main jat se ma ke aanchal me simat jata aur meri samasya khatam ho jati ya mujhe oosse ladne ki himmat aajati...aaj Maa mere sath nahi hai to  kya hooa sirf aankhe bandh kerta hoon aur schta hoon ki main Maa ke anchal me hoon aur bas samasya samapt.

Ravan ka naam to aapne suna hi hoga..haan haan wohi to Ram ji se har gaya tha. oosne bhi aapne neeti shashtra me kaha tha ki " Poot, Kapoot ho sakta hai per Mata kabhi kumata nahi ho sakti".

main aaj is baat ko yahi choodta hoon aur oon sab Maaon ko charan sparsh kerta hon...kyon main kah chuka Maa ke bare me bolne ke liye vichar to bahut hain per kya karoo kalam ki syahi ya shabdon ka sangrah dono hi chote lagne lagte hai..

kaash jindagi me rewind button hota...

kahte hai man ki gati bahut tez hoti hai....to chaliye main apne man ki gati se thoda aage gaya aur oos pal ke bare me socha jab main mrityu shaiya per laita hooa hoon...aur iicha kerta hoon ki thoda piche jakar phir jevan ji saku...


kaash jindagi me rewind button hota
to aaj 90 saal piche jakar play back kerta..
aapne janmdin ke din hi birthday manata,,,
os doctor aur nurse ke sath aapni khushi batta...

Maa ki god ka lutf phir se oothata..
papa ke dil ki khushi ko badhte dekhta,,
Dada ki aankhon ka tara phir ban jata,,,
To Nanihal ka dulara phir ban pata..

billi se darkar phir ma ke anchal me chup pata...
Papa ki ungali pakad ker phir chalna seekh pata...
gubbaro, khel khilono se phir khel pata...
phir apna pahla birthday mana pata...

phir se School jakar ABCD seekhta...
Roj nayi sharart aur bachne ke naye bahane dhundhta...
Unit test ke results phir ma papa se chupata...
varshik parikha me phir avval aa jata....

gher se kuch sikke curakar..
dosto ke sath gol gappe udata...
kabhi imali to kabhi churan ki pudiya,,.
kabhi pepsi to kabhi orange kulfi ka anand uthata,,,

nanhi aankhon se phir sapne dekhta..
oon sapno ke liye thodi aur mehnat ker leta....
pahli tankhwah ma ke hath me rakhker...
oonki ankhon ki chamak ko camere me kaid ker leta...

oos chand se chehre ka phir se kayal ho jata...
sagar jaisi aandhon me phir gote laga jata...
kali lahrati julfo me phir se beh jata..
hatho me hath liye lahron per ghato bita jata..

tabhi ek umar aati jise hum adhed kahte hai...
tajurbon se jindagi ke mayno ko tolte hai..
oon dino ko bhi phir se jee pata...
kuch bhatke hooun ko raste dikha pata...
tajurba badha to budhapa aaya...
jurriyon wale sathi ko tab bhi sundar paya...
jindagi bhar ke gum aur khushi ko...
bas humsafar ki ankhon me paya...

tab jakar phir aaj ka din aaye...
mritu shaiya per khud ko leta payain...
man me ho santosh ki jindagi jee aaye hum...
aab to bas chain se maut aaye....

tabhi dikhe yamdoot hume...
per hum oonhen bhi thoda hasa jaye..
humari ruksati ke waqt...
koi banda bhul ke bhi ro na paye....

kaash jindagi ko rewind ker phir play ker paye...
beete lamhon ko phir se hum jee paye...

                                leking doston aaisa koi button nahi hota to is jindagi ko hi yaadgar banao...aur haso....gaaooo....muskurao...kya pata kal ho na ho.....

Rishtay....

Gita me kaha gaya hai ki "tum kya lekar aaye the aur kya lekar jaoge". bilkul thik hai aaj sochte hai iis bare me. doosare nazariye se sochte hai ki hum kya lekar aaye the? bandh mutthi me kuch lakeerain thi..aur oon lakeeron ko kharch ker hatheliyon ko khula rakh ker chale jayenge.

per sawal hai doosare saar ka ki jo paya  yahin per paya. sahi hai insaan cahe jitna paisa pale per adhoora hi rahta hai...koi cheej hai jo wakai me hume pana cahiye wo hain log, rishtay.

Rishtay jo insan ki sabse badi kamjori bhi hoti hai aur sabse badi taqat. ek bacche ke liye sabse taqatwar insan ooska Pita hota hai. ooski sabse badi taqat ooski Ma hoti hai. aur ye hi rishtay insaan ki sabse badi kamzori hoti hai. Bahan ko vida karte samay kabhi kisi ke samne na jukne wala bhai aapni bahan ke sarusaal walo se ye zaroor kahta hai "palko per baitha ker rakha hai aap khayal rakhiyega."

wakai me rishtay badi hi aachi cheej banai hai malik ne. poora jeevan hum oonhi ke sath bita dete hai aur jab jeevan chodne ka waqt aata hai wo iinhi rishton ke liye phir ek baar jeene ki iicha hoti hai.

ye to hooi wo rishtay jo malik hume tohfe ke roop me deta hai. kuch rishtey aaise bhi hote hai jinhe hum khud cunte hai. jaise Dost, kahte hai..

Ye jindagi badi choti hai..
tu chalta chala chal.
Dushmani ke liye samay kahan hai...
Tu to dost banate chal...

Bas ye hi ker raha hoon, Dushmani ke liye mere pass bhi waqt nahi hai to main to dost banata chala ja raha hoon.
Mere Dost kahte hai tu humesha muskurata rahta hai...karan dhundhne chala tha to mila ki mere bahut sare dost hai..oonme se koi na koi to khush hoga hi. oonki khushi me mera khush hona to banta hai na...

Dostn kya bolte ho main sach kahraha hoon na...agar meri baat se ittafaq rakhte hai to is post per comment dijiye...Main intazar karoonga,,,,

Love...

Doston pahle to mafi ki pichle 2 sat se aapko nayee post nahi milee...aap to jante hai ki main kitna aalsi hoon....chalo aaj ki baat aage badhate hai...

Today I want to talk about a magical work that is Love. When we read this word or listen to that word then we got a different feeling. That feeling you can not justify in words. Let us talk about mothers Love. When she put her hand on our head that time we just go to an another world. At least it was happed to me. Whenever I had problems I used to go to my mother and without saying my problem in words. She just kept her hand on my head and let me take a relax in her lap. Oh!! I cannot express that time in words. That was the time I usually got the solution.

But today I am not talking about the love of mother. Or care of father. I am talking about the love of someone special whom we always want for our entire life. Same effect happens but the different feeling when my love takes my hand in hers. I got the solution for my problem because at least I realize that someone is there who is with me.

Let us talk about the time when we saw first girl or a boy and something happen in deep in heart. Lovely feeling.  At least I can live life with that only feeling, when I saw her first time. Or when I see her any time. Oh! That doesn`t mean that I know who is she? She is just an imaginary personality as on now and till the time I got the face of that imaginary person.

But I saw my friends finding their love enjoying their time with their loved one.

It isn`t a different feeling when we expect someone to hold our hand when we are on sea shore, or when we are in a party, or when we got a success or when we fail, or when we become old.

I heard once a proposal where a guy said a very beautiful line that “I love you whatever you are, whatever you will but I Love you. I know today we are young and attractive and you are so beautiful, but I don`t love your beauty, I don`t love your attractiveness. I love you. And I will do when you become 60 year old with wrinkles and shaky hands and slow walk. I will love to walk when I`ll have stick in one hand and your hand in other. Will you want to be with me”

Wow! What a feeling it was. I was amazed by listing to that. I am still waiting for that hand or for that face, with which I can spend my whole life whether it is till dec 2012 or 31.12.9999……