Don’t Fall in Love ….. It just Heartsss!!!!!

Grown up watching the romantic Bollywood movies always having a HAPPY ENDING, in which finally after all the hardships the Hero and Heroine patch up together what I had thought that in reality also every love story has a so called Happy ending…..

Before experiencing it, LOVE was the most awesome feeling for me. The love was not taught to me in school thus when I was growing up, for me love was as beautiful as it was written in stories and shown in films! As the packet of cigarettes comes with a warning “Don’t Smoke Its Injurious to Health”, then why doesn’t every book of love story and movie with Happy Ending comes up with a warning “Love is Beautiful only in films and stories, don’t try it in real life” But now unfortunately I know that this is not the correct picture of love after being hit by its pain and misery.

Not being warned anytime, you never restrict your heart. So, its easy for you to fell in love with someone easily but the first daunting task that comes is making her realise your feelings for her, making her feel what you feel for her. All of you would have played the role of secret lover in your life (maybe many times). Being a secret lover of someone makes you do strange things that you would have never imagined to do. You don’t want to miss a single glance of her. You want to talk to her as long as you could. You follow her blindly, at times bunk classes, lie to friends, and so on. This love makes you behave so stupid sometimes that before going to bed you start planning how you will meet her next time , what will you say , how will she react and you start doing the whole conversation in your mind. All the plans you make work very well in your dreams but when she comes in front of you the next time you even fail to try and just keep gazing her beautiful face.

 

It’s like,

Har saans mein
Har dhadkan mein ho tum

Chalte hai teri rahon mein
Jeete teri yaadon.. mein
Bin tere ik pal bhi jeena mushkil

One can so easily say “I Love U” to a friend whom he doesn’t love or to a stranger as flirt but when this heart actually falls in love with someone truly, madly and deeply saying these three words become the most daring job of the world. It’s not just the fear of saying this to her it’s also the fear of losing her. If all this sounds stupid to someone he or she has not experienced the true love in his or her life. 

Finally after gathering all the courage in this world to express her feelings of your heart in a very very special way that you would have planned after missing so many sleeps in the night, thinking just about this very special day you say these 3 magical words to her, somehow – twisted and tangled in your emotion praying just for one yes. And what she does - instead of understanding your hearts, she slaps (not your face) your heart shattering it into many many broken pieces.

For you it’s like the end of life. Many weak-hearted ones end up taking their life others screw up their lives. You try to forget her but every time even if her name comes in front of you a tear tickles down your eye. Every time you think of the word “love” again it’s her picture that comes in your mind. Knowing very well that you have no chance to get her but you always have some slightest hope in your heart that revives you always when you think of her.

These are the words that in the heart of a true lover which hearrrtsss him always……..

 

                                                   Har pal har lambha, main kaise sehta   hoon 

  

                                Har pal har lambha, main khud se yeh hehta rehta hoon

                                                                                   Tujhe bhula diya,

                                                                                   Tujhe bhula diya,

                                                                                Phir kyu teri yaadon ne

                                                                                    Muje rula diyaa

 

"THE UNFORGETTBLE WORDS OF MY FATHER"

It was the talk of time, when I was in 3^rd class. Those were pleasant days, I was enjoying my new class a lot. As small kids do , I too loved my class teacher Miss Anita a lot. She used to live just close to my uncle’s house where I usually visited, so she knew me and my family very well! I was well reputed in school and known among good students of class. I still remember Anita madam putting my name forward in Lakshmi Bai house meet for being the member of the house captain team & giving me many responsibilities. I too was quite happy for that. As my drawing and poster making skills were nice so I usually made charts, articles, posters; but it irritated me a lot. All of my school friends used to live just close to the school area, and I lived far away from school which was a crowded street and many heavy vehicles passed from there commonly. So my parents being the conscious ones, usually not allowed me to play outside as it would have ill effect on my behavior and would be dangerous too. So in my neighborhood I didn’t had many friends, just one family friend Akshay and the other Abhishek my school friend not too close but we used to go school together in bus. So I spent my most of my time in home reading books , playing video games and indoor game etc. so I used to fulfill my whole desires and wills in school. I used to do lot’s of fun and was known among funniest guys in class. My friends that time use to call me “tamattar” because of my red cheeks, innocent face and spicy talks.

Then came the time when my final annual exams were just to come and unfortunately my moral science subject book was lost .As it was my first time to face such situation & I din’t knew how my family will respond to it. So I was quite frightened & was shivering in fear what would happen and what to do, that time i don't use to get any pocket money as i was just 3rd class student and my father use to say whatever u want, i will provide u here only, so i was far way from the desire of money.

Two three days just passed on in tension but i was still there-only, where i was three days before. One day i was is in Abhishek's house to clear him some doubt's about the subject as he was weak in studies. Suddenly he moved to bring some water for me and i saw his moral science book just lying there and my evil face arose and i stole that book. As i reached home i was ashamed for what i have done but i have no other option , i even could not even report that to my parent as i was frightened a lot. 

I knew , i had committed sin but as many people do i too tried to hide it. His book was not covered and his name was just written on the first page of the book so i teared off first page of book and covered the book with a new well covered book. being the stupid one as i was not master in all this and just a 3rd class student i also not even thought at the end of the year whose book is newly covered and if anybody will try to find out he can easily make out. Many day's just passed on one day, it was games period and i was again solving doubts of Abhishek , suddenly he saw my book and seeing the first page teared and well covered he understood that his missing book was stolen by me. He quickly reported it to miss Anita. She listened the whole story and was quite upset from my deeds  called my father to meet him. she even slapped me.

I too was ashamed and was crying for my deeds and even frightened surely my father will beat me. miss Anita told him everything i too was standing near by , and waiting now i will be fired a slap. suddenly i saw my father saying sorry to Miss Anita and said it's just his fault as his own child was too much frightened of him that he cannot share his feelings and pain to him and his this type of behaviour has only forced him to do all this. while listening this i was feeling highly guilty that just because of me he is saying sorry .that was my first and last case of stealing and from then till today i share my every feeling with my father. And now that i have grown up and understood those words that have changed my life and he has become "my hero ". I said sorry to Abhishek and Miss Anita and they being the kind ones forgived me.

 

   

VAQT TERA MERA

ab zindagi me mujhe kabhi pyaar nai karna
pyaar bhi hua toh izhaar nai karna

aksar log dil tod jate hai
dil tod kar akela hame chhod jate hai

matlab ka tha pyaar matlb ki thi yaari
ab chahiye nai mujhe pyaa ki bimari

tu ek na ek din jarur pachhtayegi
time ane per sab kuchh samajh jayegi
tu saye ke alawa kabhi kuchh nai payegi

saya bhi kabhi-2 sath chhod deta hai
time zindagi k sare rukh mod deta hai

aakhon ke aage ata hai vo masoom sa chehra
bhulaya nai jata vo vakt tera mera

                                                

Aadi Bhardwaj (Rap Hustlers)

testing for gossip

In ancient Greece, Socrates was reputed to hold knowledge in high esteem. one day an acquaintance met the great philosopher and said,"do you know what i just heard about your friend?"

"hold on a minute ,"Socrates replied."before telling me anything i'd like you to pass a little test . it's called the triple filter test."

"triple filter?"

"that's right," Socrates continued."before you talk to me about my friend,it might be a good idea to take a moment and filter what you are goin to say . that's why i call it the triple filter test. the first filter is truth. have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?"

"no," the man said," actually i just heard about it and....."

"all right,"said Socrates."so you don't really know if it's true or not.now let's try the second filter, the filter of goodness. is what you are about to tell me about my friend something good?"

"no,on the contrary...."

"so,"Socrates continued ," you want to tell me something bad about him , but you are not certain it's true. you may still pass the test though , because there's one filter left: the filter of usefulness. is what you want to tell me about my friend goin to be useful to me?"

"no, not really...."

"well," concluded Socrates," if what you want to tell me is neither true nor good nor even useful, why tell it to me at all?"

IN LIGHTER VEIN....

A heart surgeon took his car to his local garage for a regular service,where he usually exchanged a little friendly banter with the owner, a skilled but not especially wealthy mechanic.

"so tell me,"says the mechanic, " i have been wondering about what we both do for a living,and how much more you get paid than me."

"yes?",says the surgeon.

"well look at this",says the mechanic,as he worked on a big complicated engine,"i check how it's running, open it up, fix the valves,and put it all back together so it works as good as new.we basically do the same job don't we?and yet you are paid ten times what i am -how do you expain that?"

the surgeon thought for a moment, and smiling gently,replied,"try it with the engine running".

"LEARN FROM MISTAKES"

Thomas Edison tried two thousand different materials in search of a filament for the light bulb. when none worked satisfactorily,his assistant complained," all our work is in vain. 
we have learned nothing."

Edison replied very confidently,"oh,we have come a long way and we have learned a lot.we know that there are two thousand elements which we cannot use to make a good bulb."