Khoobiyan

Kabhi mujh se kuchh kaha nahi jata
Kya karen koi kam waqt par ho nahi pata.

Sochha tha subah bagon ki sair hogi
Kambakht neend ko taras hi nahi aata.

Taleem ki bat ho ya bat Noukari ki
Jahil hoon main theek se khana nahi aata.

Gayaki ke liye logon ne dhakela mujhe
Koi besura bhi mujhse achchha hai gata.

Khoobiyon ki to kami hi nahi mujh me
Jisne ne dekha use me nalayak nazar aata.

Abba ne har kam ke bad hai kaha mujhe
Tu meri aulad warna tujhe pagalkhane bhijwata.

Help me!!!

Our group, their group, they are using this technology why not we are? For their work you didn’t attend that meeting, you are biased not impartial. Why don’t you come at time (at 9.15 they said "baj gaye tumhare 9”), why are you wasting time with them? Why can’t we get Van, Mixer, Mike......
These all statements are easy to make but did they ever think that the person whom they are talking to is also at the same stage like them. He also has some restrictions and which situation is he working in. They always want everything according to their demand but they don’t know how difficult is that demand to fulfill; even they don’t want to understand.
They have their own life; they can go anywhere they want, whenever they want. But you can’t do anything without their permission. Is it possible to make everybody happy in our life? They are also my friends and when they wanted me to help at that I was free and I did that. And I think I am doing with my group with the same stamina even after physical problems.
But now I have to decide that should I help people or not. Will they never be willing to take help of anybody who commented on my co-operation?

Wo jise main janata hoon..

Samne uske khade ho jane se ek khayal dil ko jhakjhor gaya. kya yeh wahi insaan hai jiske liye maine apni zindagi ke pahle pal se saans lee hai? Ya phir yeh wo hai jise maine aaj hi dekha hai. Aankhen to meri aankhon ki tarah hi hai. Jism par nazar dali to wahi ikahara badan haddiyon par chamde ka khol. Mathe par gusse aur pareshani ki kuchh lakeeren. Dil ki dhadkan bhi saff mahsoos ho rahi thi aur honthon par kuchh lafz aise jinhe tanhai me kahna usne lazmi na samajha. Uske chehre se meri poori zindagi bayan ho rahi thi aur main sirf khada hokar dekh raha tha. Uska naam, uska pata, koum, mulk mujhe nahi pata. Maine jab apne walid se poochha tho unhone kaha tha “Bachchhe ise Aaina kahte hain.”

Kisi ki baton me

Meri tanhai bhi itani kamzor thi
Main tujhe bhula na saka.

Ek lamha bhi tere sath bitaya hua
Muddaton bad bhi yadon se ja na saka.

Khwahishen jitni thee Arman jo the tere khatir
Unke ek royen ko bhi main pa na saka.

Kisi ki baton me ab wo Tabbasum nahi
Kisi ka thahaka bhi mujhe hansa na saka.


Khul kar kiye the jo wade maine tujhse
Wahi ek bat hai jo main nibha na saka.

Mousam-E-Ishq me jab pukara tha tune
Gam rahega ta-umr, waqt par main wahan ja na saka.

Tune diya hosla mujhe

Ahssas tera mere sath hai
Tu yahin to kahin aas pass hai.

Us waqt ko kya khoon jo bitaya tere sath
Us jagah ka kya kahna wo to jannat se bhi khass hai.

Zammane se bhi lad kar tham liya tune mujhe
Aaj bhi meri peshani par tera komal hath hai.

Zindagi na di tune magar jeena mujhe sikhla diya
Tune diya hosla mujhe tune diye jazbat hain.

Tujh bin main jaun kahan kisse milun
Tu hi to mera jahan tu meri kaynat hai.

Meri zindagi teri amanat rahegi hamesha
Khoon ka har ek katra MAA tera karzdar hai.

Tujhe khone ka khayal kafi hai rooh ki ravangi ke liye
Tere siva aur kya chahiye Mujhe deewangi ke liye.

Main duniya ke sare aansu le aaya hoon ankhen tar karne ko
Ab to tera hi dar aur tera hi shahar dikhta hai basar karne ko.

Log jo kaste the fikre kabhi tujh par
Tane mara karte hain wo ab mujh par.

Sans ka kya chalna aur kya dil ka dhadakna
Wo mera tujhe dekh kar bin sharab bahkna

Kiski thi bhool kiski khata yeh koun jane
Aise hi muhabbat kar baitha main tujhse anjane.

Rat ka chand bhi poochhata hai ab mujhse
Kya pyar kiya tha kabhi usne tujhse.

Tujhe mahsoos karta hoon main ab bhi
Un cheejo se jinhe chhua ta tune kabhi.

Pyar ka anjam waqi bahut bhala hai
Teri bheekh ki khatir koi intazar me aaj bhi khada hai

Aadami ka Khouf

One day when I was at my home alone a parcel was left at the door. I opened that and inside there was another box. Inside the second box there were puzzle pieces. I didn't think much of that and left that. Later that night when I was in bed and I heard noises outside my window. Scared, I decided to solve that strange puzzle to keep my mind off of the spooky noises. As I was putting that together I realized that the puzzle was of my bedroom scared and yet curious. I continued to solve the puzzle. Until I noticed that I was in the puzzle solving a puzzle and that there was a tall dark man outside my window holding a knife!! Totally freaked and dazed I looked slowly up at my window and there he was the man from the puzzle looking at me!! I screamed as loud as I could and ran into the lounge and tried to tell mum what had happened. She completely ignored something or me like I was invisible. That was when I realized she COULDN'T see me. Horrified I ran outside only to feel a sharp pain right in my back I turned expecting the man from the puzzle. As soon as our eyes met.........I woke up!

Whome can we blame?

One more train accident in the black record of Railway Ministry. In Bhagalpur more than 35 were died and more than 200 were injured when one ancient ( 150 years old) over bridge fell on Hawara - Jamalpur express.
But did you ever think why doesnt it happen to houses of our respected ministers. Now our number one revenue generating sector is being as politics of Bihar.
Our White dressed gentelmen always said after the accidents " This happend due to human mistake and we have suspended three officers." But these "Men in White" are the actual accountable for these accidents. " Oh! what they can do either they can think about their party and state elections or their mistry."
From the year 1996 approximate 30 train accidents accured. In year 1996 four, 1997 three, 1998 five, 1999 three, 2001 three, 2002 one, 2003 seven, 2004 one, 2005 six and in year 2006 this is fifth rail accident. Chahe railway ministry chara eater ke pass ho ya Nitish cheater ke pass inki Bhookh to masoom janta ko apni jan aur mal se hi mitani padegi.
The railway officials are also responsible that they do not pay attention towards railway assets and do not submit the actual reports in which railway wants so much improvement.
Those people are responsible who seems like Indians but behave like any rival. They destroy public and railway property just for fun. Contractors are also in the same category
Who else is responsible. Yes we are because we didnt stop anyone who was destroying railway property and we happily agree to bribe TTE to get one seat. And most imporatant that we are the voters who are electing these people who are already accused of major cases.

Powerful Group "Grenadiers"


The name The Grenadiers I heard in 1999 when its brave soldiers established Indian tri-colour on Tiger hill in Drass sectore during the Kargil war. I was working on Kargil file at that time and collecting all the pictures and information about Kargil war and Indian soldiers. That time I got a picture in which a group of soldiers was showing Tiranga as victory mark. After cutting that picture from India Today I placed that in my file and gave a caption “Duniya me jitna ooncha jaoge isse (Tiranga) har jagah paoge.” I couldn’t forget that picture.
In my collage I joined NCC and after some day I saw my officer with a grenadier’s badge in his cap and title on his shoulder then both the things recalled my memory and remembered that picture of my file.
Basically The Grenadiers is one of the regiment in Indian army. The earliest grenadiers (in the late 16th century) were infantry soldiers particularly selected and trained to hurl grenades. The grenade of the time was a hollow iron ball, filled with gun powder and sealed with a wooden plug which contained the fuse. To ignite the grenade the grenadier carried a burning piece of cord called a slow match. Exceptional strength and courage were needed for hurling the grenade, and accidents were not uncommon. Grenadiers earned higher pay, received special privileges, and were distinguished by their height, dashing uniform, and tall, mitre-shaped headdress (shako). During the 18th century there was a gradual decline in the use of grenades, but grenadiers were retained as elite troops.
The 113th Infantry united with 101st Grenadiers, 102nd King Edward's Own Grenadiers, 108th Infantry, 109th Infantry, and 112th Infantry, to form 10th Battalion, 4th Bombay Grenadiers in 1922. Infantry regiments formed after 1922 were not numbered. Infantry regiments omitted their numbers in October 1945 (except Punjab Regiment). Thus 4th Bombay Grenadiers came to be known as The Indian Grenadiers in 1945 and was given to India. On the eve of independence and partition between India and Pakistan the army was partitioned in the ratio of 2:1. In 1950, it was renamed as The Grenadiers. In order of precedence it came after Punjab and Madras regiments. Brigade of Guards was raised in 1950 (1st Grenadiers became 2nd Battalion, Brigade of Guards). Parachute regiment was raised in 1952. Mechanised Infantry regiment was raised 1979 (7 Grenadiers converted to 9 Mechanised Infantry Battalion). The new order of precedence of infantry regiments in 1990 was: Guards, Parachute Regiment, Mechanised Infantry, Punjab, Madras and then Grenadiers.
The Grenadiers have one of the longest and unbroken records of existence in the Indian Army. They played an integral part in the Kargil War of 1999 against Pakistani military intruders. Their gallantry was displayed during the battles of Tololing, Point 4590, Three Pimples and most significantly in their historic re-capture of Tiger Hill on the night of July 3-4, 1999. Over its history in post-independence India, the Grenadiers have earned three Param Vir Chakras which are the highest gallantry award of the Indian Army. They have also won two Ashok Chakras, seven Maha Vir Chakras, four Kirti Chakras, two Param Vishisht Seva Medals, two Ati Vishisht Seva Medals, two Uttam Yudh Seva Medals, thirty three Vir Chakras, sixteen Shaurya Chakras, three Yudh Seva Medals, seventy one Sena Medals and twenty seven Vishisht Seva Medals.
During my four years training they feed the feeling of patriotism and a load of endurance. Sub major Joginder sing, Hawaldar Hoshiyar sing, Subedar Brijraj sing and colonel Amar Sing Sawant they all trained us for platoon attack, section attack, firing, drill and for national competitions like Republic day camp, Night march, obstacles and map reading. After completing my training I am not with them but they made me like them. And I feel always their war cry in my self “SARVADA SHAKTI SHALI” (Always powerful).

Really you are the great

Why are you not here to make me happy and relax after this traumatic work and lethal tension? This is only you with whom I felt cool even after my four days continuous journey or one month of hard training camp. From navaratri to Deepawali I missed you so much and you also know why? Your morning alarm and before leaving home you never forgot to remind me for going Kalikamata first. Your reproach for late lunch and dinner, chips and bananas on the day of Ashatmi, Teeka of Vijayadashmi and extra money for basketball or hockey stick. During the cleaning I always asked to replace my shields and momentous but you said, “ Tujhe kya pata kitni mehnat se aate hain ye sab” and you place those very gently as your own achievements. Loads of work and every work took place with the time just because of your planning, help and the most important your trust made me to bear all the responsibilities.
When all were in against of me you supported me for my workings and I could gain so much of experience from there. You created a world for my comforts and relaxation. Sometimes you imposed something but finally that made me efficient.
You were always aware that what was I doing, but you always showed your trust so I realise my mistakes.
I know you are in the same condition like me but we both are unable to meet at this time. This time is more panic than the duration I spend for TSC. I am desperate to see you and cry.
Now I understand deference between Yashoda and Deveki. Really it’s you and the sweet world made by you(family) which made me capable to take all those responsibility and understand all the relationships in my life.
I want you not for this life only but for every life

Blood shedded platforms, scared people; crying women and children, everybody was running to save their lives. Is it scary, horrible or terrible? No! It is laughable for those terrorists who attack Indians daily all over the country whether it is Mumbai, Malegaon, Bangalore or parliament house. They can work any where and wreck the soul of this insecure country.

This is happening because of drawbacks of our security system. There is a huge communication gap between intelligence agencies and local police. The police cant get information directly from intelligence agencies. Like in the case of Kargil war our agencies gave the information about infiltration but due to communication gap that bloody war took place.

Second major problem with our intelligence agencies is that its officers are on the deputation from IAS, IPS and some other higher departments. Those officers who dont work there or dont want to work there are deputed in intelligence agencies. Thats why our government made these agencies as a dumping ground for such type of officers.

In India we have different police departments for different states and it creats so many problems for police itself to arrest any terrorist or illegal immigrants. And after crossing the borders they feel relaxed because it is difficult for police to catch them.

In the case of naxalites we have police but the constables dont belong to that place where they work. Due to this they are not familiar with those areas where naxalites live and dont know the paths which naxalites use.

The biggest problem with our security is corruption. Arms and ammunition of Indian difence are going to terrorists and our soldiers are fighting against their own arms. It is not done by any hawaldar or low designated person but it is an act of highly posted officers and politicians. So if we want to overcome such type of problems, first we have to fight against corruption and simultaneously work for upgradation of our security agencies and police force.

After doing all these we can think of living in a fearfree India.

Today I am feeling different from other days of my life. I am in the same condition in which I was before three years. In these three years I felt that I'll never do this again but suddenly I brock my all the commitments and promises. It doesnt mean that I played mischief with someone. I am making fool myself but I am unable to protest this feeling which is growing rapidly in my mind, body and soul.

Yes I am in love!!

I dont know when it started in my busy life in which i dont have time to breath even. In this bone breaking life she makes me normal with her humorous statements, always fights with me when we are not in group but always stands with me when every one opposing me. She has all the qualities are not doesnt matter but has some qualities to make me happy and normal. I spend my most of time in a day with her and I think she also enjoys my company.

It is defficult for me to ask her, "I love her."

Will she deny me ?

Will she shout?

Will she hit me?

OR

She will be shy, hide her face with her palms and will run away.

What ever but I will love her upto end of my life. Because I feel love as The God and no body can leav God in his/her whole life.
In this world Two things are every where GOD and LOVE

SO, love people and loved by people.

You may laugh off the liking of the psychiatry community in the USA for coining names such as dance or walk therapies which are based, on pure common sense or on practices that have always been around in various cultures. But then you may feel like giving them a hug. For by calling it a therapy, giving it a name, and ardently promoting it, they often manage to create awareness about a healthy and wholesome habit that is endangered by the bustle of modern life. Hug therapy is a typical example.

Big deal, you say, when you hear the term for the first time. But try to recollect the last time you hugged somebody or somebody hugged you. In all likelihood, it was too long ago. Worse, the answer may be 'never' if you are the kind who begins from physical contact. Touch has come full circle in the West this century. Time was when parents and hospitals were advised to leave a crying baby alone. Today the pediatricians and psychologists tell us to pick up and cuddle our children. Toys, even teddy bears, whose use has been increasing in the recent decades, are a poor substitute for the human contact needed by children.

In psychoanalysis, developed early this century, the couch symbolized the distance from the patient that the therapist had to maintain. The taboo against touch was broken in the heady 1960s and '70s by the hippies' love-ins and professionally by some therapists who introduced it in the encounter groups. Since then many psychological counsellors are expanding the definition of "hug" by even patting and massaging their clients in the course of normal therapy. The idea is to add touch to the powers of speech, listening and observation. The argument goes that the client's skin can observe care and comfort.

Hugging is being used even as an aid in treating some physical illnesses, following research that it leads to certain positive physiological changes. For example, touch stimulates nerve endings, thereby helping in relieving pain. It is thus not uncommon for a chronic pain patient to be prescribed "Therapeutic touch” which involves placing the hands on or just above the troubled area in the patient's body for half-an-hour (shades of reek). This pushes up the haemoglobin levels in the blood, increasing the delivery of blood to tissues, a study at the nursing department of New York University showed. Some nurses' associations in the USA have since endorsed therapeutic touch.

Any health problem makes the sufferer feel vulnerable, frightened, angry, frustrated and helpless. The patient usually needs to educate himself to make certain life changes. Hugging can give him the positive emotional state necessary to make these changes. In one study, pet ownership was seen to contribute to the survival of heart patients. The inference: the cuddling of pets has a soothing effect that reduces the stress levels in heart attack victims.

When some one hugs me i feel very relax and happy after that. The act of hugging presses and pumps our lungs so they work more efficiently. Touch gives you imotional strength and make you normal with someone even you dont know. Touch of a kid make you feel belongingness and the touch of your father ensure you for reliability.

You may feel the touch of thoughts also. When a good thought touches you then you can change so many things in right manner but you should feel the same. In our daily life we feel the thought of our dearest like your mother, siblings, friends, spouce or even your pet.
So it depends on you, what you want to feel and what you want to do. Becouse..........

We need 4 hugs a day for survival. We need 8 hugs a day for maintenance. We need 12 hugs a day for growth.