MAA.............

Kyo tu itni dur hai ma,
Kya tu mujse naraj hai ma,
Pass apne bulale ma,
Gale mujhe lagale ma,

Aanchal hai tera bada ma,
Mujhe usme chupale ma,
Apni mamta ki ye anmol daulat
tu Mujhpe lutade ma,

Apne seene se muje laga kar,
Sur per mere hath fer kar,
Mathe ko mere chum kar,
Jannat tu dikhlade ma,
Phir se gale lagale ma………

In love..............

When, a couple falls in love with each other. The first year passes in dreaming about each other, talking on phone, visiting all the parks, theaters, restaurants in the city. And the talks will be like
Boy:..i love you….i love you..he will keep upon saying all this to girl…..and the girl will smile from inside but thoda bhav kahne ke chakker me ..she doesn’t say I love you..as many times as he says….
Girl: she will smile at him, look down but will not say…….untill the guy ……request to her ……..
Boy:…so.. …..on phone…….…this continuous….bolo..na…i….L…….u..
Girl : ..I……A ..gap..of few minutes…..love…..again a gap…..you……bechare ladke ka to bura hal ho jata hai..ye sunne ke chakker me…….but they enjoy it,….whatever he says…..she follows….that way…...
And the whole year passes in doing all this…
When they enter in second year, they meet at one boring place…..(as they have already visited all the places, parks and restaurants. they don’t have any other place to go)...…all the sweet talk interest them no more…they no more request to each other to say I love You…..because now they have got habituated to say this. ..They sit at one place, where they meet and discuss about their daily routine…and in between all that…

A sautan comes in the form of tsunami (may be guys ex girl friend or. may be his..just friend whom he has become close in recent days..but for her-…its like tsunami wave .…..that has generated the series of earthquakes in their life)
The girl becomes over possessive about the guy when she comes to know..that the girl is his ex girlfriend and her boyfriend has met her recently…
The sweet talks turn to salty talks,..
Boy:…why the hell you always doubt me……she is just a friend of mine…..dam….(he shouts angrily)..i love u….you get that(pointing a finger towards her……)
She:…you have cheated me…I never though that you will do this to me…..bla..bla…
If the guy is honest enough the talks will end here…… but if he has really done something….wrong…..
Then….one more drama begins…….provided the sautan is also in the same college…These both girls meet…….......talk all nonsense…vo mera hai…….......the present girlfriend complains about the ex to his bf and ask him choose one of them..
Girl:……I am leaving you…..either she or me….
Boy:..please....don’t leave me,…he cries,..i love u..only…......that was my mistake…he feels sorry…..he cries…a lot….…..(yeah guys cry….when they honestly love someone …and when they have done a mistake…...)the girl softens her stand ..….these three meet at one place…......and finally after generating so many earth quakes the EX…disappears....
Second year gets over in this fashion…..

Third year…..
This time the guy turns Possessive about his girlfriend,…and he doubts his girlfriend’s ….Batch mate or…her colleagues ,..
So talks this time will be…(though the girl is still as pure as snow…..…he buzz her….saying hi..she is busy …so he again types. a message…saying…
You must be busy..with your new boy friend…when she looks at the chat box..feels happy…and say hey hi…when did u come ,.
He:…nakhre mat kao..i know...…you are busy with..someone….
She: hey kesi baate karte ho….i am working….i love u………jannu.....
He:..i know….you don’t love me anymore…because you have got someone else…..
Girl..she gets angry…and says.....shut up……...i guess…tum bore ho gaye mujhse isliye asi baate karte ho……..
He:……haan pata hai….kon bore ho gaya hai….....tum ki me…….after all ab rahul jo hai tumhare pass….a taunt…
She:….i hate you…......dam..u don’t trust me….send all sad smilies to him….he..doesn't even notice and log out….
Pure saal bher ..this nauntki continuous……
Fourth year:……since this a is true story………so I know..only about three years…..still waiting what will happen..in fourth year….(fourth year has just started………..

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From last few days, I have become so self-oocupied that I have stopped interacting with people. I have almost stopped calling my friends and my family members. Either I call them when I see their sms on my mobile or when they call me and say that call me. Infect I do not give any importance if someone gives me a miscall also. I don’t know why I have become like this. With Friends I am still in touch via internet but with family members I am not. In last three month i have scarcely made any calls except to few people whom I have to communicate on daily basis. Infect I did not make any call to my best friend also, and I did not open my yahoo account for several days. It was only today morning when I got up & I felt like checking my yahoo mail, and when I opened it I saw 109 unread mails. I started reading them, though few of them were not of any importance But many of them in the form of complains from my friends, (especially my college friends whom I have given my yahoo id only), which I never open. In between all these, one day my mobile stopped functioning, I did even bother to get it repaired because I felt that I don’t need it. I felt that I don’t need to have a phone. Every one who has to contact me can call me on my alternative numbers otherwise they need not to. Now what I forgot in that time was that I have not given my alternative number any of my friends. But at that time I was so angry with my self that I simply did not want to talk anyone. I got busy in my own world in my room with my computer. I did not talk to my dad for several days. Whenever he use to call I never pick his call. I don’t know why…..and it was only my dad who once tried to talk to me and when he rang up. The call was diverted. He got furious.. He called me immediately and asked me about my phone. He yelled at me and asked to get it repaired immediately. He knew that I will never go. So he strictly asked our security personal to do it. Well the phone got repaired but still I did not make any calls. Though I send some sms but I did not have affection towards my cell phone which I use to have when I was in my college. …well in that dilemma I also forgot to make calls to my grand parents even after the jaipur blast also, as mom called them and told me that everyone is safe, though the site of blast was only few meters away from my house. A week after, this Tuesday morning no one was at my home when my land line phone rang up I went to receive the phone, the caller cut it. I did not even bother to see the number also. I went to upstairs leaving my mobile in my room and when I came back there were 32 missed call from my neighbors phone. I ignored these many missed call also. after 10 mintues he again called me…..when I picked the phone…
I started with scolding.: why the hell were you giving me miss call….
He(my neighbour ): urgent baat hai..mummy kaha hai..

Me: mummy nahi hai yaha jo bolna hai mujhe bol do….

He:….tumahre gher me cylinder phat gaya hai…your grand father and uncle jal gaye….

Me: kya bol rahe ho..(we don’t have good relation with their family so I though he must be annoying me…..our relations are so bad that we don’t even go to each other houses)

He: haan…..you grand ma was working in kitchen…..suddenly this took place…dadaji and uncle bachane ke liye gaye..to grand ma safe hai…but vo dono bahut jal gaye..mere papa..unko hospital leker gaye hai..appake gher ne koi nahi hai….to mene soch aapko call kar du…per balance nahi tha..sirf 2 ruiye the…aapko miss call kiya apne uthaya nahi..mene abhi mobile me card dalwaya tab aapse phone kar rahahoon..

Me: …..i could nt utter a single word for sometime….ohhhhh my god……….how is my dadji and uncle right now

He: I don’t know…but there is no one from your family here…and I don’t think if anyone of them will come…..your other uncle and aunt are far away….your other aunt is also out of station…..i don’t know if anyone is there to take care of them….right now
my mom n dad are with them…we don’t have your dad’s number..if u can give me his number..i will call…

me: no need I will call him…n give your number..but please take care of them…please…please..dad will call you in 10 mintues…….is my grand ma also with them??..can I make a call to her..

he: yes you can…..she is carrying her cell phone…

me:..ohh..thanku…..thanku…..i am so sorry…I am so sorry..i tht..u are annoying me…..i am so sorry..and thanks a tonne to you and your family…….bbye…..
I called my mom n dad and informed about it. After that I called my grand mother..( I was calling to her after a gap of three month)

Hello ma kesi hai….dadaji and chacha kese hai…

Ma: beta..doctor ke dekh rahe hai..aut tu bata kesi hai…….tere se baat kiye hue kitne din ho gaye…tu o bhul gyi hai..tere liye to dadadadi hai hi nahi….

Me:I felt like crying..nahi asa nahi hai ma……

ME: nahi ….beta…aaj cylinder path gaya to tu phone kar rahi hai….tu aur tere papa ak jese hai…..kabhi yad hi nahi aati tum doni hamari…..tum log her bar jaipur aate ho….jahunjhunu nahi aa sakte……jab hum mar jaye tab to aaogi..na..tu aur tere papa ko sath lana…

Me:…….ase mat bolo..me aaugi aapse milne…..jarror..ma…..aur papa bhi aayege…..papa..ko to job hi asa hai..unko chuutiya hi nahi milti..
Ma:…haan……last 3 sallo…..chuttiya nahi….beta…….me janti hon…ab tumhe hamari jarrorat nahi hai….
Me: ma plese……I started crying..,,I don’t know……why…….i cried for 10 min..on the phone…….i wanted to say lot of things but could nt utter a single word………I was never like this…what happen to me in last two three months that I have become like this…ohhh..god..why I did not make a single call..to them…..this year when I went to jaipur..why didn’t I go to meet my grandparents……they are not far away…only 3 hours journey………..all these thoughts occupied my mind……

Ma:…le….ur grand pa wants to talk to u…..

He:..hello beta kese ho…..aap….
Me:..app kese hai pahle..aap baatye…..

He:…jayada kuch nahi hua beta..tu pareshan mat ho…..thodi se jale hai….
.
Me:…per app thek hai na…….
He:..haan beta..aapne call kiya….mere liye vahi khusi hai……..ki meri sabse pyarri poti ko me yad aa gya……ab dekhna me theek ho jauga………..aap to rone lag jate hai……..faltu mehi…..after all meri priynka Gandhi hai…..soniya kesi hai hai(he has given these names to me and my mom..)..aap bus haste hue hi acchi lagti ho…..hsate raha karo beta……choti choti cheese hoti rahti hai…ab jor se has do..phone per..itna rone ke bad……

Me:……laughing in intervals…….haan dadaji…..i am sorry I didn’t make you any call in last three months..i am really sorry but from now I will call u twice a week..this is my promise….pakka..aap jaldi se theek ho jauo….me papa ko bol kar yaha bula lei honn…
He:…theek hai beta..ab app….chita mat karo..aur teri dadi ma to pagal…hai………inki bato ka dhayn mat dena..

Me:…haan..bbye ddadji….take care……

After this call I did not feel good for whole day……I felt guilty…..i felt if I have done something wrong…I could not do anything…on that day..i was simply laying on my bed .I cried a lot…I don’t know why………I don’t know why my behavior changed in these two three months…what happened to me…I thought a lot on that day….but I felt happy after talking to my grand parents…but I wasn’t happy too..i don’t Know but somewhere inside I was feeling very bad……………I called them 23 times on that day…..but still her words echo…in my ears…tum log..ko hamri jaroorat nahi hai…….:(

A dirty game......................

She was an ingenious, smart, brainy, sharp, and a valiant lady who was respected a lot among her co workers for her professionalism and her innovative spanking new ideas. She was valued a lot in the company as well as among her peers. Her work was appreciated and cherished by everyone in the office. Everything was going in a very tenuous manner for her, but unexpectedly she had to leave India with her husband for some years. This was the time when lot of development took place and she lost touch with her profession for quite some time. When she returned India she anticipated the same reverence and admiration for her work. But that didn’t happen, even though she was still much much better then her counterparts. She started hunting for a new job so that she can resurrect her dead career. Soon her search came to an end, and she joined a small corporation with almost three fourth of lesser pay package then what she use to get at her previous company though she never gave any importance to money as she joined that organization with only one thought in mind –reviving her dead career- and she started her job with lot of ecstasy and gusto in mind. She started acclimatizing herself with company’s work culture and people there. And once again she recouped her position in the company. Everyone was feeling exultant about the way she worked and mingled with people. Her growing reputation in the company was not liked by few bootlickers, as their prominence in the company was in dwindling state due to her assertive and obsequious attitude. And from here the real drama began…..the manager started meddling into her work; he started scrutinizing everything whatever she used to do. He started passing comments about the way she used to work. He even started espying every pint-sized detail about her work which she did not like , and finally talked to him about his conduct and treatment that she received from him, which further winded up the matter into worse. Her plainspoken and sassy attitude exasperated the manager. As he always liked people who can lick his boot or suck up to his willing. He never complimented anyone for their good deeds. But he always pinpointed even very – very petty slip-ups, which was abhorred by every single employee in the company. The only difference between her and other employees was that she was outspoken, audacious and gallant enough to put her thoughts in front of him. She repudiated to suck up to him; she did not accede to his offer of doing sycophancy. Instead of losing her self-esteem just for few pennies she recognized her sense of worth and went against his beliefs. He had some kind of bête-noir for her but he did not want to loose an endowed employee, so he tried other ways to bring her down. He changed her team, he shifted her place in office, and he assigned her
all extraneous and minor work, though it was not worthy of doing But she did.
This revealed her enduring, mellowing, and nonchalant attitude. When he came to know that she is not his cup of tea, and he can’t make her work on his own conditions and terms. He played his last grubby card- according to an old saying-if my memory serves me right, people in jealousy, smugness and arrogance can take any extreme step, because your pride kills your ability to think. And he acted in the same way as any other supercilious, self-centered person will do. He put his ego over the company's interest and resorted to his last weapon.She got fired!!! He did not realize the importance of firing out a gifted and skillful employee. And one more nifty and brilliant lady became a victim of sullied office politics. This whole episode had enormous impact on other employees mind,This left everyone in a very self-doubting, perplexed and fuming mood. Well to placate other employees the management played a one more nitpicky card. They threw all the types of lollipops that they could,(in a same manner when you throw some food to hungry and infuriated dogs)….only to people who sucked up to him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!......well this is the truth of professional world, from what I have seen in my very little tenure at a company….there is quote which is written by one of my friend , which is his personal view, though i did not get the meaning of the quote when he wrote it...

"professional World understands only two words....Suck and Fuck. Now its up to you which one you want. Either you are on your knees to suck or you make others bend on their knees to fuck them."

Life is very complicated.....the sooner you understand the funda of suck and fuck the better are your chances of survival.

"Either submit to suck......or get ready to fuck"

but I understood it after this …..
Which seems to be quite true in this scenario……….

shame shame!!!!

One day when I was passing through patni road secunderabd, my eyes were struck on a woman, lying on the middle of the road and crying. firstly I could not get what all was happening but soon I come to know that she is a pregnant woman (20-22), who is crying because of labor pain(or may be some other problem )and beside her there were two children or I would rather call two LIVE SKELTONS who were trying to console their mother. I looked at them and couldn’t stop myself asking this question? What is going to be the future of these two children, and the one who is still waiting to step in to this world of poverty and hunger? If she is unable to feed the other two why did she get pregnant, but in few seconds I realized that the condition of a women in our country is dependent on her educational and financial status in the family and society. And this woman does not have any family or community support and the child which she is carrying in her womb, even she may not know who is father of that child, because these are the women who face all types of sexual harassment and are most frequently or daily raped. It is quite common in our country that a doctor’s child become doctor and an engineer’s child becomes an engineer similarly a prostitute’s daughter surly to become a prostitute and a beggar’s son is going to be bagger…so the fate of her child is decided before he arrives . And yeah, who care if she is unable to feed her other kids, if she is not going to take proper nutrinal intake-must for a pregnant lady-(for her it may be food for two times), and who cares if she delivers her baby on the road, nothing will happen….. if she gets some kind of infection during this?, as chances of getting infections are high due to unhygienic conditions , and what if she is not given proper medical treatment. Nothing will happen!!! She will die that’s it…nothing great. it is quite common in our country, as out of every 8 lady in India 1 dies during the time of delivering her baby , so she may be just one of them…and what about her kids !!! same as their mother….they will die due to hunger, in scientific language due to mal-nutrition and we Indians are ahead of all the countries in the world, constitutes world 40 % or 55 millions malnourished children, (nearly two and half times the population of Australia) , infect sub-Saharan African countries (who are known for all this) are better than us even though they suffer from pervasive poverty, dictatorships and regulars famines. Well the reasons for mal nourished children are again blamed on women, which is quite true as more then 75 % of pregnant ladies are anemic and if a mother is not healthy the child is not going to be healthy. The fate of a women and her child starts from the day she marries to someone which is again dependent on her educational and financial status, the kind of family she meets and the husband she gets, as all these factors decide whether a child is malnourished or not!!! Situation becomes pathetic when she does not have any financial and emotional support. Because a women in India without power (in any form financial or educational) does not have any voice or rather prohibited to speak out by the so-called man dominated society……so what is going to be fate of these three, where will she go? have we all become so inhuman that we cannot listen to the cry of a woman … and I lost in thinking what will it take if we all stand united together to resolve this issue, if every Indian show some determination that we will not let any child sleep hungry, if we can pay our 5 % of annual salary for this purpose it is not going to affect us anyway, the every 100-120 rupees that we spend on one movie and monthly 4-5 movies. if we watch only three and give 100 note for charity which will feed 5 people minimum and that will give immense satisfaction to us, these all may look small….but these things can make a difference in lot of other’s life..…..well when I was lost in thoughts she asked me for help. I gave her 100 rupee note (I wanted to give her some more, but I am still dependent on my parents..)…poor lady I sighed off!! And left that place….I Thought about her during my whole journey …..what all require is will……..determination…………… end it……….may be ….some seriousness which we lack…….well when I registered my name for CHANGE INDIA org. ……they asked me in which area would u like to work ?? And I said…without a proper thought….….issues on women and child development…..…………

Lack of sleep…..can lead to obesity!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If you sleep less, you are more likely to be obese..!!!!!!! Well the first week of April is insomnia awareness week; this month is also a sleep awareness month. Lack of sleep was till now associated with overworked professionals but now youngsters, children are also facing this problem, and doctors say anyone who sleep less than 6-8 hours a day is likely to be 6 times more obese then the one who eats junk food regularly.
And the scientific reason behind this is imbalancing of two hormones. One is ghrelin, and another is leptin. Ghrelin is responsible for appetite and leptin is for satiety.
Hormonal imbalance happens when the sleep is not adequate, and whenever the level of hormone modulated, it increases the weight gain and appetite which results in obesity. factors like demanding work environment, pressure of studies, long travel time, influence of parent and partner life style, excessive use of computer and tv which add to it and make you more obese…….

So guys sleep well….stay away from obesity…live happily…..

NOTE: lack of sleep is not the single cause of obesity.....it is just one of them... commonly in children and youngsters)

chalo ek baar phir se......

Chalo ek baar phir se, ajnabi ban jaye ham dono

Na main tumse koi ummeed rakhoon dilnavaazi ki
Na tum meri taraf dekho galat andaaz nazaron se
Na mere dil ki dhadkan ladkhadaaye meri baaton mein
Na zaahir ho tumhaari kashm-kash ka raaz nazaron se


Tumhen bhi koi uljhan rokti hai peshkadmi se
Mujhe bhi log kehte hain, ki yeh jalve paraaye hain
Mere hamraah bhi rusvaaiyaan hain mere maajhi ki
Tumhaare saath bhi guzri hui raaton ke saaye hain


Taarruf rog ho jaaye to usko bhoolnaa behtar
Taalluk bojh ban jaaye to usko todnaa achchha
Voh afsaana jise anjaam tak laana na ho mumkin
Use ek khoobsoorat mod dekar chhodna achchha



nice song........