tum sanvri-saloni...

aisa koi din, aisi koi raat nahin hoti.

jab mere hriday ki mere mastisk se tumhari baat nahin hoti..

aisa koi sur, aisi koi taal nahin hoti.

jise soon mere karnon pe tumhare varnon ki vachal nahin hoti..

aise koi ank, aisi koi shabdavli nahin hoti.

jise padh mere nainon mein tumhare patron ki paheli nahin hoti..

aise koi teej-tyohar, aisi koi holi-deepawli nahin hoti.

jisme mere angon pe rang udelne, apni muskan k deep jalane,

tum sanvri saloni nahin hoti.

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I prepared veg pulao

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With aid of my mum and tips from my friend^-^. I prepared for first time veg pulao.. And
I must confess it was tasty.. mum was surprised and paa luved it too..

First..in cooker added veg oil(ghee), jeera (cumin seeds), tejpatta (bay leaf), onion(optional),tomato,cauliflower...
Ofcourse mum did the cuttiing stuff... Now rest i did... sachchi.. :-)

Add biryani masala too , if you have... I added cashew,raisins,cardamom,laung (cloves) for taste.

Fry till all stuff turns light brown..Add 2 pinch turmeric and 1 teaspoon salt too.. as per taste.

Now most imp... washh rice 2-3 times... :-) jab tak pani saaf na dikhne lage.. (till water is not clear)

For 3 person.. 250 gm rice is ok... add rice to light brown stuuff in cauldron(kadhai)..2-3 min chalao.. till rice becomes light brown too.. Mix all stuuff well..an dekh k rice kahin jal na jaye! (mind the overcooking of rice)

Ab kadhai se ek chhotu container me rice and spice mix dalo... and Add water 2 glass.. flood jaisa.. par over flow nahi... :-)

Put the container in cooker.. Warning ! cooker me 1/2 glass pani is must..or it may burst...

After 10 mins.. at first whistle of cooker... you switch off the stove flame.. and your veg pulao is ready.. :-)


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Primroses... whilst train journey

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Passing by a lane, having my sush.

Just gave an uninterested glance to nearby bush

There was something which just caught my attention

And I thought tiny yellow beautiful primroses do deserve a mention.

Life is green but dense

For some it makes good fence

Some leaves tiny, some leaves big

Crisscrossed twigs having a dig.

Everyone’s life has primroses

How simple tiny yellow sweet little things are they!

Life grows around them,

Sometimes proceeds further cause of them.

Sometimes end at last cause of them.

But without them life is not life,

It’s a bush

Primroses add life to them

End the never ending strife in them.

Primroses in life means pursuit of pleasure

Whatever you desire and aspire to do with your work and leisure.

Don’t count them with roses which have the league of their own,

Though not so royal,

Primroses are often priceless than throne!

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i like you

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I don't wanna lose you,

in any case.

I don't wanna lose you,

let me face.

I don't wanna lose you! lose you!! lose you !!!

Never ever leave me,

all alone,

Never ever leave me,

on my own.

Never ever leave me! leave me !! leave me !!!

You always make me,

feel special.

You always make me,

smile-able.

You always make me ! make me !! make me !!!

You are my angel,

miss sunshine.

You are my angel,

with you am fine.

You are my angel ! angel !! angel !!!

Friend i like you,

more than my soul.

Friend i like you,

truly whole.

Friend i like you ! like you !! like you !!!

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For our lucky friendship...

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Oh! You miss me…

Passing time

In busy regime

Thoughts just begin to rupture

To develop false mixconjecture

But it was all wrong

And it beats me

Oh! You miss me…

Words happen to create silence

Sometimes it is greater violence

I wonder how it is so

Life seems at times quite low

But it was all wrong

And it beats me

Oh! You miss me…

Its not that I ever doubt you

Thinketh Thy SWEET,

Bees around you.

That makes me so possessive

Never wanna be submissive.

But it was all wrong

And it beats me

Oh! You miss me…

Its only two moments I ever think of you

Its Now and Forever

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Why do I like you ?

Last night i was just... just wondering,
Amidst the heavy rains & thundering.

That there must be... some reason... worth know to...

Why the breeze waive the trees,
Why the plants bear flowers,
Why the bees love nectar,
Why the clouds rain & thunder,
And why do...
Why do i like you?

That there must be... some reason... worth know to...

Why the sun rises everyday,
Why the moon shines ever bright,
Why the earth isn’t flat but round,
Why the light is faster than sound,
And why do...
Why do i like you?

That there must be... some reason... worth know to...

Why people don’t fly with wings,
Why the grass grows green n thin,
Why the rivers go to meet the ocean,
Why the rain drops are so cold n wet,
And why do...
Why do i like you?

That there must be... some reason... worth know to...

Yeah we’ve been friends for quite a while,
Even on gloomy days we make each other smile.
I always say, you make my day,
You make me feel in a special way.

But still... there must be... some reason... worth know to...

Why do...
Why do i like you?


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Time Pass

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What are you doing ?
Time Pass !
Bunking not so important lecture in the class.
Glaring diligently at the passing by lass.
Nothing important,but
Time Pass !

What are you doing ?
Passing the time !
Finding a way to spend a dime.
Chit-chatting non-chalantly nine-to-nine.
Nothing important, but
Passing the time !

But, Hello Mr. fatuous frenzy,
pass time is not at all trendy.
Its not you who is passing the time,
Actually its the time which is passing by you.

{ Remember time is a valuable thing,
Don't watch it fly by, as the pendulum swings.
Keep that in mind as i repeat this rhyme. }

Or, it will be useless later to sit down and whim.

" Taking lame excuses is not the time's take,
Split seconds decide, your 'mustakbil' make or break."


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Terror attacks... an irremovable blot on humanity!

9/11 or Kandhar,
discotheque inBali,
or in Pakistani majar.

Delhi, Jaipur, Hyderabad or Mumbai at last,
or let it be the devastating Madrid train blast.

People all over have the same pain,
Same is the splattered crimson red blood stain.

Why people in J&K, Tibet, Jaffna, Sudan , Bolivia, Chechanya are still like strangers,
living daily on edge of dangers.

Why the monks in Myanmar are being thrashed openly,
and the poor Iraq was being victimised solely.

Who is playing game,
and who is acting sane..?

Laden or Bush whom to blame..

Humanity itself has become lame..
humanity itself has become lame..! 


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Ace of Hearts...!!!

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i expect things,and i never get.
Often they let go,Often forget.
Life is like a game of cards,
Seldom you get the Ace of Hearts!


Life for me is full of irony,
Happy days are sewn with mix of tyranny...
Those who are dear are not quiet near,
and some who are near are also not quiet near..!


The little things that i desire,
budding from inside, my soul's fire.
Are turned to ashes by their cold ire,
Trickle down tears, & i still aspire.



If it is something i really want,
I won't get jolted by unexpected daunt.
I won't be startled, I won't be marred,
In game of life, shall always find my Ace of Hearts...!


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Apology or not: Paul Henry types must not be given heed

photo source: NDTV

The famous (or infamous) breakfast show TVNZ anchor, has lately made a habit of blurting out useless things in the name of humor. Apparently he made fun of Delhi CM's name and also had some jibes over a governor in NZ of Indian ethnicity. It's obvious that affected communities shall raise an eye over the remarks, but folks let's not get carried away. Media persons have been doing uncanny things to stackup TRPs for their channel and to keep their names buzzing in all the corners. So it would be better if we just move on and forget about it, Rather than taking the issue to new level i.e. racism. Tell me which country is devoid of some people making stupid remarks or gestures now and then? the answer is plain no. Then how does one another such incident make us lose our cool heads? The channel and authorities shall see into the matter and it shall be resolved.

But one thing is to be taken care of for sure, Humor if taken personally, is not a good indication, And of-course it's a known fact that we've not had the best records of tackling the humor. C'mon everyone, it's kids thing of wailing if the name's being made fun of! It's time we grow up, what say ? The only way we can avoid such people or remarks is by not paying much heed to such issues, playing it down And most important for the media would be to give it less air time or space. On that part, I think Delhi CM has done well so far. She's a graceful and respectful lady, And utterly unfazed by the incident.



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B'day poem...

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Clouds darken the sky blue,
Sun vaporates the morning dew.
But whether its the scorching sun heat
Or the hazy cloudy hue,
I gift you the promise of being always with you.

In moments of joy & gain,
Even in moments of pain & disdain,
If I won't be able to make you smile,
Shall cry with you.

The pj's,the linen thread,matching frequency
And the never ending diary brunch.
Touchwood, Wish thy and I shall always have
Such sweet crunchy friendship like Munch.

I wish this b'day be precursor
Of all your dreams to come true.
And thy shall become more healthy,
more happy & more like YOU.


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