Diary Of A Dreamer...

कभी कभी सोचता हूं कि, कितने कीमती हो तुम, अपनी पिक्चर के हीरो हो तुम, ये जो ग़हरी बोलती नजरें हैं तुम्हारी, न जाने इनमें कितनी कहानियां कैद है, तुम्हारी खुशियां, तुम्हारे ग़म, तुम्हारा अफसोस, तुम्हारा गुस्सा,  तुम्हारे ज़ुबान नें न जाने कितने ज़ायके चखे होंगे, और कितने लहज़े बदले होंगे, क़ामयाबी, नाकामयाबी, न जाने ग़म के कितने दाने चबाए हैं, और ग़म के कितने घूंट पीए हैं, पर सलाम है इस हौसले को, ये जो तूफ़ान के गुजर जाने के बाद का सवेरा हो, ऐसी मुस्कान लिए घूमते हो, तुम्हें पता है न, कितने क़ीमती हो तुम, अपनी पिक्चर के हीरो तो तुम, देखना एक दिन तुम्हारा हर सपना पूरा होगा, कहीं किसी ऊंचाई पर तुम्हारा भी अपना घर होगा, समंदर के किनारे से आती हवा रात को तुम्हारे भी पास से होकर गुजरेगी, चांद कहीं खिड़की से ताकता होगा और मेरी आवाज़ आएगी, कहा था न मैंने " कीमती हो तुम, अपनी पिक्चर के हीरो तो तुम"।

I fear... I fear murals they may hear me, I fear mob they obviously scare me, I fear felon’s eye they may gulp you, I fear words spelled they may hurt you, I fear being caught masquerading sleep, I fear being caught perplexed by texts, You are so pious; I fear my dreams may tell you, I fear to disclose; But yeah I really miss you when my soul crossed in roll...

To the strongest women I will ever knew...!!! At first glance mom’s hand may seem crippled and meek. She flinches when you bump them and her grip is quite weak. But these hands are reflection of women inside, although burdened with limits still strong with pride. When opening a jar seems too great a task, it’s only after great hesitation that she finally asks. Don’t let that miss land you for you must understand. It’s not what they can’t do, but rather what they can. These hands have the strength to raise a family right, to wipe away every tear and hold you real tight. They come together each day in prayer, and whenever you need them they are always right there. So if all these hands don’t appear all that tough. Remember they are full of tenderness and love for me, That’s enough...!!!

हम बिहारवासियों की सूर्य के साथ समानता है। दुनिया का कोई कोना नहीं जहाँ हमारी उपस्थिति नहीं। कोई चमक नहीं, जहाँ हमारा श्रम नहीं। पंजाब-हरियाणा के खेतों में मेरा कोई भाई घुटने भर कीचड़ में घुसकर धान रोपता है, सूर्य की किरणों की मदद से पौधे धान बनाते हैं.... सारा हिन्दुस्तान खाता है। मेरा कोई दूसरा भाई मंत्रालय में धान का समर्थन-मूल्य तय करता है और एक तीसरा भाई, ये तय करता है कि धान पर्याप्त हैं कि आयात करना है। मैं कोकड़ाझाड़ से लेकर कोयम्बटूर तक हूँ । मैं रेलवे के ट्रैक की कुशलता चेक करने से लेकर 35,000 फीट की ऊँचाई पर जहाज के कॉकपिट में हूँ। मैं मुंबई की सड़कों पर दौड़ रही टैक्सी से लेकर, देश चला रहे दिल्ली के नॉर्थ-ब्लॉक के अंतिम पद पर हूँ। गगनचुंबी ईमारत से लेकर अनाज से भरे गोदाम तक मेरी बाजूओं से निकले हैं। अर्थशास्त्र की नीतियों से लेकर राजनीति के सिद्धांत तक मैं ही लिखता था....मैं ही लिख रहा हूँ । आप मेरे "अस्त" होने का भ्रम पाले हैं..... और मैं आपके शहर में अपके लिए नीतियाँ बना रहा हूँ....  सूर्य मुझमें है... मैं सूर्य में हूँ । मैं कभी अस्त नहीं हो सकता.... क्योंकि मै...

 Before you can grow up, you fall in love thrice, Once you fall in love with your best friend, ruining your friendship forever. This will teach you who your true friends are and the fine line between friendship and more. Once you fall in love with someone you believe to be perfect. You will learn that no one is perfect, and that you should never be treated as any less than you deserve. And once you fall in love with someone that is exactly like you. This will teach you about who you are, and who you want to be. And when you are through with all that, you learn that the people who care about you most are the ones that hurt you, and the ones that you needed the most. But most of all, you learn that love is only a concept and is not something that can be defined, it is different to each person that experiences it. And you will learn to respect each and every person on this earth, knowing that everyone wants to be loved...!!!

  You are asking the same question from yourself, from your heart 100th time that why? why this happened to you? You loved them with all your heart and what you got in return. "No Reply"   You wanted to ask them the reason, reason behind that ignorance, that rude replies of him. You gave them everything you had, your love, your care your affection and you expected the same from the m too.   You loved them, cared for them and they? They just broke your heart in million of pieces. They were not with you when you needed them the most. You cried. You screamed. Your soul was screaming inside. You wanted them back at any cost. You were ready to pay any cost to get them back. You text them daily. You stared at their 'last seen at' daily until they block you. It’s surprising na? That some days ago, You were best of friends, soulmates, everything, but today, They blocked you without telling you the reason. Some days ago, They were not able to sleep until they hear your ...

Dear Soul mate,                                      I don’t know where you are, but I know you exist. I feel you in my heart and I see you in my dreams.                  Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you have never shared with another soul and they observe everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry when you are hurting or laugh with you w...

What do you expect when you do a favour or help them? A lot of people would say, they demand NOTHING, because then it wouldn’t be called a favour, or it wouldn’t be called a “HELP”. WRONG!!! When you do a favour to someone, it’s their sole responsibility to pay their regards to it in any way. At least a sense of gratitude should be there. You deserve it, and you should always expect it. If you don’t look for anything and keep on doing favours to people then you won’t be called a selfless man or “Mahatma”. You will be called a Fool. It’s all about give and take. Give and at least take some respect. You owned it by giving. This is the reality of today’s world. People will sit on your head and act like they are your boss and you are their slave. They take advantage of your helping behaviour and fuck you up in the process. It’s better to draw a line for that. Because people won’t remember how many times you have helped them, they will always remember the time when you didn’t. Alway...

  Today I’m here… Posting stuffs for you guys. After few years, would same continue? Even I have doubt on this. Many famous people vanishes away from in just a blink of eyes. Then why can’t we accept that people won’t keep remembering you till eternity and you know what’s interesting thing? No matter how good you prove yourself, someone will always have something bad about you.       Then why to alter your deeds according to others. Just be good at your part. Only God has right to judge us. Stop acting like Despo, if people don’t treat you the way, you think you deserve. Make others happy but don’t try to please everyone. It’s your life and all you should do is to be a great person in your own eyes and good for your own soul. You must die giving out the soothing breaths to universe. 

Have you met all the guys in the world?? ?   No, you haven’t, there are guys out there, who care about you, are madly in love with you, will treat you right, but you are too pushing them in to friend zone. And when that one guy screw you over, you either blame love, or either you start believing that all guys are jerks. They are not. Love doesn’t walk away, people do. And so, what if you one jerk broke your heart, I PROMISE you that not every single guy will. Open your eyes, and realize  that there are guys who want you but don’t go after you because you are too busy chasing the bad boys. Or you expect to fall in love that way they do in movies. Where its love at first sight or where the guys throws rose petals every where his girlfriend steps. That’s not reality. He can’t think about you 24/7, he can’t open every door for you, hold your bag all the time, text you good night and good morning every day, he’s not going to be perfect. And if you expect him to be perfect, then it’...

I look at you as more than what you are to me currently. Because to me you are everything. Everything I’ve ever wanted. I can’t tell you that every night before I go to sleep I think about you. I think about you when it’s dead at work and I’m just wishing I’m anywhere else. I think about you when I can’t get through the day without wanting to cry. You are home to me and just reading your text reminds me how that feels. And when people ask me if I’m in love with you I tell them no. Because I don’t want to be the cause of losing you. I can’t even tell you what’s going on in my mind and my heart because I don’t know. Sometimes we’re meant to meet someone who takes our breath away but not get to be with that person. And it’s unfair. It’s so unfair that we are surrounded by their beauty but we can’t touch them. We can’t tell them how much they mean to us without giving away our secret. We can’t let them know that they’re the last thing we see at night and the first name we breathe as we...

India had ancient wisdom of farming since beginning of human civilization. It came from enlightened Rishis who lived in forests and understood all the rhythms of nature. One of these great rishis was Parashara but there were many others who taught the art and science of cultivation as per Vedic science. The Vedas are the historic texts that allows us to examine past agricultural techniques. There are a number of writings that deal with agriculture, particularly Krishi-Parashara, which discusses tools and techniques for efficient and mindful farming. Vedas keep record of the advanced agricultural practices of ancient Indian farmers. Vedic India was essentially agricultural India. After conquering the fertile land of India, the Aryans settled down and commenced cultivation and animal husbandry on the Indio- Gangetic plains of northern India. The very name Arya, by which Aryan conquerors of India have distinguished themselves from the aborigines, is said to be derived from the root, which...

  The position of women was not identical throughout ancient period. But mostly the woman leads a good life under the tutelage of her parents, husband or sons. The early law books treated the women as equivalent to the Sutra. Manu, also said that gods live in joy where women are revered and if a husband abandoned the wife without sufficient reason, he should be expelled from the caste by the ruler. The high esteem in which the wife was held during the Vedic age is evidence from the fact that she was considered the half that completed the husband. The wife assisted the husband not only in his duties and both were supposed to keep the household fire burning. No religious rites and rituals could be performed without the wife. In addition to an important position in the family the women actively participated in the various social activities. This is confirmed by the ancient Indian sculptures in which women was shown with their husbands in a number of religious and secular functions. ...

मकड़ी के जालों सी हो गयी है ज़िन्दगी , असुलझे सवालों सी हो गयी है ज़िन्दगी। संतुष्टि से सिवा सब कुछ मिल रहा है यहाँ, फिर भी उलझनों के जंजालों सी हो गयी है ज़िन्दगी। क्या करें, क्या न करें? इसी में उलझ के रह गये; ये खुश रहे, वो बुरा ना माने; इसी में फंस के रह गये। समाज के नियमों ने इस कदर जकड़ा है हमें, कि आधार बिना ईमारत सी हो गयी है ज़िन्दगी। हर एक को खुश रखना मुमकिन नहीं यहाँ, पर अब अंतर्मन की ध्वनि इंसान सुनता है कहाँ। इसी उम्मीद में वर्तमान को जलाकर कर रहे हैं रोशनी, कि आज थोड़ा सह ले कल जी लेंगे ज़िन्दगी।।

हर काम में किस्मत आज़माता हूँ अपनी, ज़िन्दगी ने भी ठान लिया है, सिर्फ और सिर्फ थकाएगी... आज शाम भी थक कर चूर हो गया.. मगर मैं हारा नहीँ हूँ चलो माना... "हर किसी को मुकम्मल जहान नहीँ मिलता" पर जो मिला, उसमें न सुकून का एहसास हुआ, न ही तसल्ली का... लोगों की दलीलें सुन-सुन कर थक गया हूँ... मगर मैं हारा नहीँ हूँ सम्भलने के लिये सहारा भी नहीँ चाहिये, और बिना सहारे के... अब सम्भल पाना भी आसान कहाँ? लगता है अब हार जाऊँगा "अब मुझे हार ही जाना चाहिये," "नही... लड़ते रहो" "अब मैं थक गया हूँ " "फ़िर भी लड़ते रहो" खुद से लड़-लड़ कर अब ऊब गया हूँ... सच कहूँ... बहुत पहले ही ऊब गया था, मैं हर तरफ से टुकडों में अब बिखर चुका हूं । मैं टूट चुका हूं...मगर...मैं हारा नहीँ हूँ...।

न ख्वाब न ख्याल, न उल-जलूल सवाल, न दिल में कड़वाहट, न मन में उबाल, जिंदगी जीनी हैं अब हमें, बस इसी हाल... खुशहाल,  चलूँ हर वो डगर, दबा के डर उम्मीदों पर, की रास्ते हो न हो मंजिल की ओर, पर सुहाना हो सफर, लड़खड़ाऊं भी कभी,  तो ख़ुद को लूँ संभाल, जिंदगी जीनी हैं अब हमें,  बस इसी हाल खुशहाल...

हम इन्सान भी फितरते अजीब रखते हैं, देकर जख्म अपने दर्दों का हिसाब रखते हैं, कहाँ? कब? क्यों और क्या किया? ये भूल कर दूसरों की किताब रखते हैं, दिखा कर आईना अपनी हसरतों का न जाने गुनाह कितनी बार करते हैं, तोड़ते हैं उसूलों को कदम-दर-कदम और सरे राह उसूलों की बात करते हैं, दिए थे गम गए बरस न जाने कितने इस बरस उम्मीदों की आरजू रखते हैं, जमाने भर में करके रुसवा दोस्तों को साथ चलने की शिकायत बार-बार करते हैं, दिखा कर जता कर नाराजगी का चलन वफ़ाओं के आलम की चाहत रखते हैं...