अर्ज़ किया है...........

वो ज़िन्दगी क्या जिस में प्यार न हो,
वो प्यार क्या जिसमें दर्द न हो,
दर्द कहाँ गर कोई बेदर्द न हो
और वो दर्द क्या जो नासूर न हो.............

thanx pal for sharing this poem.........

I Float on Your Arm

I float on your arm

And try not to think

You sit in stillness

Holding my self

One candle between us

And the world beyond........

You are there for me

Will always be there

When the lights go out

Why is it.........that I still wait

For someone?

BY deepti naval


This poem doesn't only touch my heart it clutches it.

MY SECRET RECIPE!!

ONE LINER ON OUR 10TH ANNIVERSARY BY MY DEAR HUSBAND ------ "My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met." HEHEHEHE........SO TRUE MY DEAR.

Being there, done that.........here's a secret to our marriage .


10 years is a long time to have spent with each other, seeing the best & the worst but its been a beautiful journey. No sooner u utter the word anniversary, people throw a question at you, "Dear it was LOVE or ARRANGE?". Almost on a reflex,I always give the same answer, how does that matter????. Its marriage we are talking sweetheart, Marriage is a commitment of lifetime. U need to nurture it with the right ingredients . Love or Arrange........the ingredients that goes into making it a success are just the same,let me share my recipe for it.
* Big chunk of understanding,
*loads of patience,
* tons of trust,
* sprig of space to each other &
*a dash of surprises.
You sure cannot go wrong with this...........DO TRY IT PLEASE.

कुछ यूँ बीता ये दशक..............

रवीश-

ज़िन्दगी तुम्हारे साथ,
कभी नीम की निबौली थी तो कभी रसगुल्ले की चाशनी,
कहीं अल्हढ़ सी अटखेली थी तो कहीं सरहद की छावनी,
दो अजनबी- हमकदम, हमराज़, हमसाये बन साथ चले थे,
एक दूजे के रंग रंगे, नए सांचे में ढले थे,
प्यार, विश्वास, दोस्ती, इस सफर का आधार रहे,
मंजिल का तो पता नहीं पर मील के पत्थर कई पार हुए.......................


मुबारक हो शादी की दसवीं वर्षगाँठ......27 june.

A LIGHTNING BOLT!

On a recent train journey, as per my old habit, i was flipping through the pages of my favourite magazine "HEALTH"(may 2009 edition). Amongst dozing people, shrieking children, smelling toilets I was unable to concentrate enough to read any article thoroughly but a feature caught my fancy at once. No sooner I had raced my eyes on the brief, I sprang up, sat straight & devoured the article word by word in rapt attention. It was a very sad account of a young boy's medical condition titled "An organic bond" under a regular feature SLICE OF LIFE. It left me shaken , all stirred - moved & very nervous, it accounted a story very similar to mine , well, it was my story with a different protagonist & i connected immediately. Ever since, I'M not the same person cheerful & happy, their on I am tensed, scared & emotionally shaken. It stirred in me a thousand storms,worse then a brewing hurricane, the fears I had pushed back for an entire year were gaping at me wide eyed once again and I felt helpless -plain & simple helpless. What makes it worse is that even if I stop thinking about my end, the lives beyond it are far more important to me & just not leaving me at peace. All said & done, I AM A MOM, have two kids under the age of 7 years and god decided on me to play this dirty joke, what wrong did I do? I can bear all the pain & believe you me its worse than labour pains, I regularly follow my checkups, I am solely responsible for my medication coz i know my responsibilities but in my hearts of heart , I know, its taking over me thus, the fear & tensions are too much to cope with, I am failing to handle the dark looming fear always lurking at the back of my mind. I am at my pretentious best to the world but my strength is caving in. I am actually living the famous quote by Dr. Ray Strand......LIVING SHORT & DYING TOO LONG. The anticipation of the worst will kill me before the disease does. I feel so lonely. I yearn to talk to people who mattered to me but they all are too engrossed in their own lives and i hate it when they fleetingly ask, "hows Ur health?"coz despite of knowing the condition factually, they indulge in wordly courtesies & it simply gets to me. I don't know how long to go but i definitely know I hate the pace.Destiny has never favoured me, whenever i need it most like some drooling slut, it goes & sleep with people who are better off even without it.I am scared, very scared . I deserve to give my kids unhindered childhood without being orphaned ,they deserve to be reared by a healthy & brave mom. God are you out their somewhere??Stop taking my exam, I'm failing it already.

NANIJI IS NO MORE

A beautiful , strong,loving woman of few days short of 80 left us all glum & grim on 9th of june'09, my nani-inlaw, my hubby's first love or so he says for her hevenly abode & I'm left with so many unanswered questions again peering up at me & discarding the answers popping up in my head . Nevertheless, they won't be answered anyhow now coz no one has time for them now amongst all the preparations & goodbyes that follows her. A Mother of 14 kids , 10 daughters & 4 sons , she had quite a roller coaster ride for life as such.seeing it all from riches to rags story which bounced back to original riches no sooner her youngest son took charge of the fanily business. She died a happy woman, contended who did all her duties impeccably & was finally confiscated to the pyre among all glitterati & festivities that follows when one dies seeing their children & grandchildren blooming fully. i wish, i could see this contentment in my life or after that & thats the blessing i seek from naniji while she strides confidently into heaven & look down on all of us from above.
LOVE U & MISS U.