TU JAHAN MAIN VAHAN

                                       “TU JAHAN MAIN VAHAN

                                           SANG SANG YUN CHALU TERE

                                                    JAISE TERA AASMAN”

Kisi nae sahi hi kaha hai,waqt aur insaan badalte der nahi lagti….

Kabhi ek waqt  pae jo itne vaade karte hai,unke liye kuch pal sath bitana hi itna mushqil ho jaata hai.kitne ajeeb hai yeh rishtey.Door bhi nahi reh sakte aur sath bhi nahi.aisa feel hota hai , ek deewar si aa gayi ho beech mein jiske doosri oor kuch na hi sunayi deat hai,, naa hi dikhayi.

Pyaar ek time pae kitna exciting word lagta hai naa, but time kae sath pyaar sirf ek yaad ban kae reh jaata hai.log itne lover’s ki missal dete hai,but kabhi kisi nae socha unka pyaar kae bad kya hua.How was life?.Kuch time baad sirf kuch awaaz goonjti nazar aati hai,

                                  “DIL KI YEH BAAT KAISE KAHU,

                                       KAHE BINA BHI KYO RAHU,

                                          TUJHE DEKHU ,TUJHE SOCHU,

                                             TUJHE BHI YEH EHSAAS HO

                                                KAHO TUM HI MERA PYAAR HO……

It’s better not to make promises (I will always be there for u…I will never run away..i will always love u unconditionally….we will always do those things what we love…I will never let you go…).Love always heals all pain, and I expect it will heal this too. Cause love is a very beautiful feeling.

Every girl’s dream is to get such a guy in her life, who will always love her and pamper her and she will give all, she can to him…but as we say life is not a fairytale, lucky are those who get their dream companion. Love conquers all  

BROKEN ANGEL

Today I feel like sharing an interesting story. A story about a girl, whose name was Veronica. Unlike her name she was kind, beautiful like the blooming flower, her eyes, big and beautiful, her lavishing smile was  enough to attract a man’s attention .The sweet words she spoke gave pleasure to everyone’s ears. An angel in true sense, she loved life, everyday was like sunshine. Veronica loved a handsome man, Jake, radiant like a pure diamond. People always gazed at them and said “they are made for each other”, Due to Veronica’s nature of helping everyone, Jake loved her more every day.

                                                                                                               Once upon a time, Jake happened to leave the city for some work. Veronica bided him goodbye with a promise to return soon. Time was racing against the winds; seasons came and went .Veronica’s wait seemed never ending. One day a man came in the town, shrugged clothes, in not a happening condition, he claimed to be a businessman who lost all his belongings in a storm. Veronica gave him shelter to stay for some time. The man was already charmed by Veronica’s beauty. After a week stay, the man asked Veronica to marry him. Veronica was shattered as the dreams she shared with Jake, dreamt, imagined with Jake were now asked to be shared with a stranger whom she knew only for a week. But after a lot of thought process and her deteroiting financially condition, she decided to marry the man.

After marriage Veronica tried to keep herself as busy as she can, serving the poor, helping the people financially, making donations. But in return no one knew what she was paying. She cried every night, remembering Jake, their good times spent. The man abused her physically every night, with times increasing he abused her emotionally too. Veronica cursed her life, cursed every moment, she asked god “why I met Jake when he has to go?, why I married such an animal? Till how long I have to suffer?”. It was getting difficult for her day by day to face the very man she married, her only hope of finding love turned into a horror dream, which was never ending. It got worse when the man got his friends home after drinking and they all misbehaved with Veronica. The outside world   was unknown of what she was going through .Veronica was in great depression , her only way of relaxing herself by helping others, but now the man stopped giving money to her. It was getting tougher day by day. She wanted someone to come and rescue her of this cage. She was abused regularly.

                Five years later, Jake returned…..

WAIT FOR THE END!!!!!

LOVE VS PRACTICALITY

Seeing life from different perspective….

Realtionships, such a hyped topic in school, colleges and even at work sometimes.But if we want to rise above a relationship existing between a man and a woman.There is a relationship between a father and his child, whether a girl or a boy .For a girl ,her father is a man whom she portrays as an ideal man,who will always stand  by her side and be there and for a boy ,his father is his superhero.

A relationship is like a plant, which needs to be watered, cared for and loved with increasing times. Love in a relationship is something which is to be earned by giving respect, love .but as far as I have observed, in our so called modern life style, love ,affection has somewhere lost it’s  true meaning.

Practicality is the new mantra, where relationship is a basic time pass , everyone is  so busy in themselves that love is lost. Competition is the new buzz. But dear friends, love is an eternal feeling that helps us to connect with ourselves spiritually. Is love said to happen , when two people are involved. No, our foremost duty is to love ourselves.

Though being practical helps us to be ready for coming problems, but love strengthens us from inside. Practicality, teaches us to think about ourselves first, then someone else comes, but love teaches us sharing, without sharing ,the evolvement of humanity ,would have never been possible.

                           Childhood , was and is the most beautiful period of a person’s life,where there is no space for practicality ,only love is in the air.love and respect for our elders,making bhai’s in school and saying

                              “JO MERA HAI VO TERA HAI,

                                 JO TERA HAI VO MERA”.

                 LOVE has no end and no beginning….those butterflies flattering in stomach,those long waits to meet again and saying “ab kab milenge”.they were and will always remain same…so in end love always triumphs and practically , though promises to a better future ,but life toh ek hi baar milti hai so why not fall in love again and again and expect to rise high someday in love.

                                 “Having a boyfriend or a girlfriend is not love….

                                  Having someone in your life on whom you have a blind faith that even you hurt them to the extreme they will still hold your hand and say……

          I was. I am and I will always be your’s……                                                  

that’s love”

AASAN HAI!!!!!!!

I am writing this blog to share my personal views with u all….life is so complicated ,unexpected,out of way..Recently I attended a seminar of a renowned personality ‘SANDEEP MAHESHWARI’. I had two ways of handling my life before meeting him, either running away and avoiding my problem or criticizing god for giving me so many problems(even when I have entered my twenties, I am still a kid yaar), but when I met him,, saw him,, his vibrant personality, his way of handling life, people was so impressive, touching..I can’t express my feelings..It was like I was feeling my soul, myself ,my existence in my life altogether..It is so different; life is a teacher in itself. It is like a strict teacher, a parent.

Now I am loving my life ant take gracefully whatever comes my way.I would like to thank Mr. Sandeep, for giving me abundance of understanding to life my life like a child ,,, as if “SAB AASAN HAI”.

 Hi guys,, my another blog.....i am a person , who loves literature...i love writing poetry,some literature piece...so this piece of a poem goes for all those lover;s whose ,wait is never ending fr their better part,,from my heart

A shining sun

some clouds having fun;

chirping birds planning to run;

the playing air touches my hair

and tells me the story of

A princess and a heir....

A beautiful morning,recalling the spring 

and leaves yellowing;

showing the love of a beautiful couple

the princess and the heir;

lost in each other;

struck by a  cupid....

"Come to the ball dance

and ask for my hand"

the princess shy,s away;

with the  promise  in her heart

the night comes.....

The roses bloom,shines the moon;

the princess in her room standing;

golden hairs with a sheet of  snow gems;

wearing a beautiful dress ;

the princess waits for the heir.....

The destiny play,s the game;

lost in woods,is the heir;

night gets young;

princess,lamented walks all over ;

but the heir recovered no-where;

Lot;s to think;

lot,s to manipulate;

but no answer to her wait;

such is the story

I was wondering about;

When,came over the cold breeze,

and struck me at a point to think;

to manipulate;

leaving me with a question

"WHY ALL STORIES HAVE A WAIT?"

LIES.....

THOSE BEAUTIFUL LIES
LIES HERE IN MY HEART:
LIVING HIGHEST TO MY DESPISE
WHAT A FAIRY LAND I WAS IN :

LIES OF LOVE:
LIES OF TRUST:
THOSE LIES I WAS LIVING IN.

WHAT A THEATRICAL  PLATFORM MY LIFE IS:
SOMETIMES IT:S HOPE:
SOMETIMES IT:S LIFE
SOMETIMES IT:S THOSE SAD AND TEARS....

expectations

Why is it that we keep so many expectations...??
Itz our fault,,,or itz our over demand,, are we all dependent on that person.today i am so lost in my own problems... does love fade.??no no , itz just a phase of time.wat a riddle, i am caught in .writing this blog,, i myself  don;t know, what i am ought to write.
When expectations are left unanswered, it hurtz.but why does it hurt, may be i expect something that cannot be given.But i expect a little gesture of love,, those holding hands, those making  the other realise what u feel ,what is their importance in life.As i wrote in my last blog"Men are from Mars , Women are from Venus",women always are needed to be reminded, how much u love them just sayn  "I LOVE YOU"by that look in  their eyes makes them feel satisfied...
I wsh life wasn;t practical, it wasn;t too demanding.yet  i ,too wish that u make me feel that very special girl in ur life..i knw it,, but i have always lived in my fairy land,, i can be practical but can;t be too focused..

I sometimes laugh too, why i am so senti sometimes, lol.. but being a girl , I need to be loved, cherished..

Writing this blog makes me feel lighter..I wish life was a fairy tale....