Saturday, September 26, 2009

Goldfish

There was a boy. Once his father gave him an aquarium as a gift on his birthday. There was a small gold fish in the aquarium. He grew up seeing small goldfish. He knew that goldfishes are small. One day the boy went on a tour with his family where he saw a big gold fish in a pond. He was astonished and asked his father about the size of goldfish. His father told that goldfish can be even larger. Then the boy asked his father why the gold fish in their aquarium did not increase in size. Father replied growth of goldfishes depend on the environment where they live. In the bigger environment they get more nourishment and grow better.

The same thing matters to us. If we stay in an environment where we get better knowledge and guidance we become more intelligent.

It was an Adapted story from magazine published by Natural Remedies Pvt. Ltd.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Aap ki yad main

Bichadein kai log,
kuch logon ki yad kabhi nahin ata,
ankhein nam gaye app ke judai ki yad se,
kash humein, aap se itna mohabbat na hota!

Andha puchta hai, kya rista hai chand ko chandni se,
hum kya batain usse, sayad uski ankein hota,
aap puchtein hain, kya rista hai humari radha se,
sayad aap ko kabhi pyar hua hota!

Monday, July 6, 2009

I am still yours

Life is a drama,
we never know what role we have to do.

Once you were very close,
now you are very far from me.

I may not cheer for you,
but I will pray for you.

I may not come to you front,
but I will come to dream.

I may not hold your hand for ever,
but I will be in your heart.

I may not smile with you,
but I can be reason for your smile.

I may not shake leg with you,
but I will dance for you.

I may not hug you,
but my chest will swell on your achievement.

I may not swipe out your tear,
but I will keep you happy so that you won't cry.

I may not die with you,
but I will wait for you in the next life.

Sunday, July 5, 2009

A friend

Sambu told head master was calling me. Surendra sir was our head master in our village school. I was scared why Surendra sir might call me. I had pushed a friend yesterday who got minor injury. My intention was not to hurt him, but unfortunately he got hurt. I felt bad when my class teacher asked my father's name. Class teacher scolded me and warned me not to repeat such thing. Nextday my head master called me. What might be the reason? Will he scold me for the same mistake? I was scared but went to office. Surendra sir welcomed me and introduced me to a 11 year boy whose name was Dharmendra Biswal. Sir told me that Dharmendra joined our school. After completing 5th class in his village school, Dharmandra joined our school. Sir asked Dharmendra to sit with me. He told father of Dharmendra that I was a good student and it would be good if Dharmendra sits with me. I felt good.Dharmendra was well built and smart.

We students were sitting in a single row of benches. On the first four rows girls were sitting. I was sitting on the 5th row. I was not satisfied sitting on that row as black board was away from me. I had respect for ladies but I thought my friends (girl) sitting on first bench were not interested for studies.Otherwise who will eat pickles when sir was teaching? I had complained sir that I was not interested to sit on 5th bench. One day I came to the front and sat on a chair near sir. I had to return to my original place as girls started asking me lot of questions. Why girls talk more? I do not know the answer. Dharmendra and me started sitting with each other.

Dharmendra wanted me to call him by his nick name i.e. Bunu. He stated me calling me by my nick mane. I helped him learning math while he tought me how to swim. We started sharing lunch as we were not happy with our own home made food. How a child can same food for 11 years? I ate food prepared by mother of Bunu while he ate food meant for me. I gave sweet mangoes of my garden to him, and he got masala dosa for me. One year was passed happily. That day was send off party for 7th class students. I asked Bunu to come to my home after party. He denied which hurted me. He was feeling shy or he did not like me much? I thought may be I was not his best friend. Two drops of tear came out from my two eyes. This was the first time when I was crying for any relationship. My teacher saw me crying and convinced Bunu to go to my home. I was happy when he came to my home.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

I did not

I did not love you,
because you are beautiful.

I did not love you,
because you sing well.

I did not love you,
because you dance.

I did not love you,
because you are tall.

I did not love you,
because you have silky hair.

I did not love you,
because you are a topper.

I did not love you,
because you can make fun.

I loved you,
because I found me in you.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

When I met her

When, I saw her print,
I lost half of my sleep in night.

When, mother agreed,
my eager was kicked.

When I met her,
it was a afternoon of October.

When she was dressed in green,
I felt she is the queen.

She was fair,
with black, silky, long hair.

With saree, she was looking tall,
with a yellow fall.

With sweet scent,
Jasmin near window was excellent.

She was quiet, shy and confident,
so, I was impressed.

When I thought about that incident, in calm,
the memory became a poem.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Lucky

Oh Earth! you are lucky,
because she is walking with you every day.

Oh Air! you are fortunate,
because you are touching her heart every minute.

Oh Stream! you are blessed,
because once in a while, to her, you have touched.

Oh Sun! you are flunky,
because everyday, to her, you peek.

Oh Flower! you are auspicious,
because, you give beauty to her two band of hairs.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Pyar

Har safed phool chameli nahin agar
woh phool kisike liye mehke nahin.
Har dil ki rista pyar nahin agar
dil kisike liye roye nahin.

Asirwad woh phool hai jo
dukh main sukh lata hai.
Pyar woh mamta hai jo
dard main muskurahat lata hai.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

The best gift of my life

I was a gift to my father
from my mother.

Friend gave me flower on Sunday
which lost its charm on Monday.

Sister gave me jewel ,
which thieves stole.

Brother gave me a flight ticket,
but I was late.

Uncle gave me a pet,
on which I had no interest.

Aunt gave me cake on my birth day
which was over on the same day.

You gave me a kiss,
which I will never miss.

Kiss, a token of love, for which I had a hunger,
I will not forget it for ever.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Paper flower

You were blooming since my birth,
increase beauty of my garden still after my death.

You are not partial to one,
like sunflower to sun (shine).

You still blossom in night,
when some others sleep in the absence of light.

You are not partial to any season,
you will be in bloom in winter, summer, rain and autumn.

You have thorn near flower,
to protect from other.

You are my pride,
with color of flower like rosy / red, yellow and white.

You will add color my to my lover,
with the flower in her hair.

Friday, May 29, 2009

Don't ask me

Dont ask me whether you are gorgeous!
You are more gorgeous
than rose.

Dont ask me how you are as a singer!
you are better singer
than Lata Mangeshkar.

Dont ask me whether I am you lover!
I am a better lover
than any one was ever.

Dont ask me how I am as a lover!
Length of my love is larger
than earth's perimeter,
height of my love is higher
than any tower,
depth of my love is deeper
than sea water.

You are still with me

You are very far,
but I can smell fragrance of your hair.

You are sleeping,
but I can hear you singing.

I do not know where you are,
but in my heart, you are always there.

You are in the opposite side my globe,
but I see you dancing in front of my eye.

You are gone,
but in your memory I am not alone.

You are not holding my hand for ever,
but with me, still you wander.

When you came to my life

When you started singing,
Cuckoo went on missing.

When you strolled in night,
Moon lost full moon light.

When you helped unwell,
I thought, on earth you are angel.

When you praised my effort,
I felt as if I won a fort.

When you hold hand of mine,
I touched cloud nine.

When you were in my arm,
Monalisa lost it's charm.

When you entered in my life,
I understood how important is love in one's life!

Monday, May 25, 2009

The best sunday in my life

When you entered my room,
I felt as if sun rose in my room.

When you laughed,
I felt flowers of the world blossomed.

When I went for shopping with you,
I felt I was purchasing all happiness of the world for you.

When I lifted you on my hand,
I felt I lifted the world.

When I slept on your lap and gazed star in the fullmoon night,
I felt I became a knight.

When you kissed me by error,
I felt I am an emperor.

When you left,
I felt all happiness was theft.

When you were in my life,
I felt that was the best Sunday in my life.

I know you love me

You looked down in shy,
when I looked at your eye.

You were happy (with a beautiful smile),
when I told you hi.

You cried with tear in your eye,
when I told you bye.

You sent me rosy,
when I was irate.

You waited for me counting many fullmoon in sky,
when i was away from your eye.

You prayed night and day,
when I ran race of my life.

You love me - I could identify,
when you were ready to sacrify.

Radha

Gokul main suraj ate hain apki hasin mukhda dekhne keliye
aap kyun aye ho kunjban kale kanheinyan ko dekhne keliye?

Koyal gatein hain aapko sunane keliye,
aap kyun bekarar ho kishan ki besura bansi ko sunne keliye?

Chand ki chandni hai aap ko rasta dikhane keliye,
aap kyun dekh reheho rasta nandlala ki ane keliye?

Susil Saheliyan tarastein hain aap se milne keliye
aap kyun taraste ho natkhat nandadulal ko milne keliye?

Intezar main hain gopian apni bhagwan ki puje keliye,
aap kyun intezar kar rahi ho pyar ki phool leke bedardi kanha keliye?

Monday, May 4, 2009

Tum

Najron main mere khilte raho tum
ab mere duniya ban gaye ho tum,
hathon main mere hath thamlo tum,
ab mere sahara bangaye ho tum,
sasein bharlo mere jism main tum
ab mere jaan bangaye ho tum.


Bhare hain rahein kantonse
humse phool ki ummid na karna,
kantonse ghayal huye toh kabhi
humse malham ki ummid na karna.
Paironse khade nahin hain apne,
humse sahara ki ummid na karna,
pair phisal gaya toh kabhi
humse sahayata ki ummid na karna.
Bahat dur hai mera manzil
humse yun dekhe rehne ki ummid na karna,
kabhi akele ho gaye toh kabhi
humse milne ki ummid na karna.
Nafrat ki buniyad pe khade hain hum
humse mohabbat ki ummid na karna,
dil tut gaya toh kabhi
humse humdardi ki ummid na karna.

Humein yun na dekha karo
warna aap ki ankhon main sama jayenge,
Humein yun na hath diya karo
warna aap ko churake lejayenge,
Humein yun na yaad karo
warna aap ki dil main bas jayenge,
Humein pyar dene ki ummid na karo
warna duniya ki dushman banjayenge,
Humein chhodke jina sikha karo
warna aap ko rulake jayenge.

Monday, February 16, 2009

You were

You were flower bud in my garden,
now blossoming in another garden.
Can you blossom in my garden?
Otherwise I will be a flower and blossom near you.

You were a migratory bird traveling from Siberia to Chilika lake,
One day you sat on my mango plant on your way.
Will you be on the mango plant for ever?
Otherwise I will be bird and fly with you.

You were a drop of rain,
Fell from sky, kissed earth and became it's.
Will you a rain drop again?
I will store you in golden pot.
Otherwise I will be water and flow with you.

You were a cool breeze in my rose garden,
one day morning you pleased me me.
Will you blow in my rose garden every day?
Otherwise I will be wind and move whole world with you.

You were wish of my prayer,
one day you came to my dream.
Will you come to my life?
Otherwise I will fight with whole world to make you my queen.

You were my poem,
but now read by others.
Will you be remain closed in my diary for life time?
Otherwise I will be a singer and sing you till the end of my life.