Desh khada doe rahe pe

Desh khada doe rahe pe

Halla ho raha har chau rahe pe

Mei baitha soch raha kaun si rah jau

Koi bole soch ko badlo

Koi bole neta ko badlo

Koi bole kanoon ko badlo

Koi bole desh ko badlo

Sab kya yeahi sikayenga

Kya hume chup chap  galat ko sahi tharayenga

Aaj  shuru hui ek nayi race hai

Jahaan logo ne badla apna bhaise hai

Kaun jitah kaun hara

Akhir mei Desh hua badnaam humara

Kya yeah sab badlav layega ?

Kya yeah loge corruption ko mitayenga?

Ya sab halla karke apne ghar ko jayenga?

Yeah toh smaya batayega!

Akhir India hai, In the end sab thik hojayega

Desh khada do rahe pe

Halla ho raha har chau rahe pe

50 reasons not to date a BMM’ite

1. They are very weird people.
2. There are billions of them around the world, like colors on the screen of your mobile phone.
3. They will analyse conversations in segments.
4. You will spend the day understanding what is BMM after all.
5. They drink and eat all kinds of weird stuff just because they like the packaging.
6. They hate BMS’ites as they clash with their attitude.
7. You’ll come out the last out of the movies because you have to see the full list of credits.
8. They cant change a light bulb or without making a sketch.
9. They f@#( up all the tables with their pen.
10. They rather study the paisley pattern on your outfit than listen to what you have to say.
11. They will fill your house with magazines and whatever is out there that has drawings.
12. You never know if it is really an original or a copy.
13. They make collages with your photos.
14. They do not know how to add and subtract, they just understand letters.
15. They idolize people who nobody knows and speak of them as if they were his colleagues.
16. They take pictures almost daily and all are cut in weird shapes.
17. They ask your opinion about everything but  they do whatever they want.
18. Everything is left justified, right or center unless they arrive late.
19. They hate Comic Sans with the same passion they love Helvetica.
20. They use iPhone for everything, because everyone has one.
21. You can not decorate the house without consulting them.
22. They steal street signs.
23. Always carry their hands painted with something.
24. They buy lots of printouts but the project is some how unfinished.
25. Everything becomes something other than what it really is: cards as tickets, cards as …
26. When arguing, you will be nicknamed .
27. Do not know how to dress without consulting the other friends.
28. They hate Excel.
29. They read comics.
30. They want to save the world only with a facebook page.
31. You will spend the day brainstorming.
32. On vacation they will take you to countries that you do not know exist and have no beach.
33. Restaurants & canteens  are their second home.
34. They know more positions than the Kamasutra.
35. They can’t go to a restaurant without secretly critiquing the menu design.
36. They listen to music you have never heard of.
37. They can’t cook a normal dish, they always have to experiment with new ingredients.
38. They read rare books: stories of children, Semiotics …market research
39. When you are going to tell you something, everyone has read it in their facebook and twitter.
40. They have own iPods before you knew they existed.
41. The orgasm they remember is when they heard about I.V.
42. They have their own shops just for them and there are the most expensive in the city.
43. They want to spend all the money in the Apple Store.
44. You will never understand their gifts.
45. They see ordinary objects and laugh.
46. You wake up in the middle of the night hearing them screaming “When is the deadline?”
47. They see CMYK and RGB like Neo sees the Matrix.
48. They dream of the day nobody will make a single change to their work.
49. They rather pay for a font than for a special birthday gift.
50. They are always sleepy because they work 24/7.

Please note : Shibani @Twitter inspired me to write this post after reading her version on her blog :) Thanks :)

Yaad hai woh gaon ki gaalian

Yaad hai woh gaon ke gaalio mei bhatak na

Woh  aam ke paidoe se latak na

Sham ko khetoh ki share

woh kabhi kabhi aapas ki bare

woh gaon ke bazzar ki fair

woh chok pe kahaniyo ka dhore  

jise mei kabhi nahi hua bore

woh  sab ke ghar ka tour

Jahaan sab ne mera pe kiya gore

Aur sometimes mei hua bore

woh talav ke kinare se tehalna

woh mera machlia pakdne ke liye machalna  

woh chok pe chai aur samoso ki smell

How can I ever forget?

Woh bujurgo kya pyaar

Aaj bhi hai mera saath unka ka ashirwd

Woh dada ke saath gadio pe share

Ithni garmi kahaan se kare bare

Aaj bhale koson doore hoon

chahaye sahare mei mashoole hoon

Fir bhi dil ke kisi kaune mei chuppa hai

woh mera pyaar, mera gaon ki yaad

A sister of my dreams

She is a sister of my dreams

Her smile makes my day
she is the thoughtful one

Who forgives me for my mistakes

She love to spend time with me

Her love and affection is what I need

She is similar to a gift from the God

Who knows her brother to the best then all

She is the one who fill my life

Her prayer stays right by my side

She never let me down

Who support when my confidence drowns  

She is so far away
her voice just a call away

She has a unique place in my life

Who can get what she utters

She is very bright

Her existence has changed me wide
she is everything that I needed

Who’s presence in my life is like a dream come true

I am so lucky Rasika that you’re my sweet little sister. My Search wasn’t easy I know ,because it took time .But finally god gave me the gift that I always wanted a sweet little sister who cares for me who loves me.No matter where I’ll go, u'll be in my heart forever.

Canteen-Maggie-Photography

I still remember the early morning photography lecture at Maggie canteen .one of memorable part of my college life; one knows that canteen is place for hangout in campus. It’s simple we had a chill filled photography lecture sipping cold coffee or ice tea with friends chatting experimenting with our skills on the subject. The place is spacious as its open area greenery all around, and a variety of refreshments and best maggie available. It tends to be the most popular place on campus, as it is adjacent to hostel it is always filled with students. Our somaiya campus has more than five canteens ;).

The photography session was about four to five hours so every week we had a nice place to chill out. Where my classmates use to bring guitars sing some lovely song, share our piece of mind and so it was one of the most rocking places for us. As our professor was a dude kind of a person I had a friend kind of relation with him so shared joke and even played pranks during the session. Most of the people where not interested in the subject still enjoyed it as it was fun filled class. A lecture filled with refreshment, enjoyment and commitment, commitment because we had deadline to meet.

I had bought a new DSLR ‘Nikion D60’ to have a better hand on the photography stuff. My sir also used to teach it using my new dslr, I remember those beautiful engineering girls that I used click and so made many friend from other institute in the campus. As I was the ‘Class Representative’ of the class I enjoyed free refreshment because koi na koi late jarur atah tha aur attendance ke liye bribe kar hi jatah tha. Man those where the days I miss my classmates, the Maggie canteen, the photography sessions and my college days.

धुन्दले सपने- Dhundale sapne

मंजिल की  और   में  बड तो  चला  था  ,
अंखोए में  लिये वोह  धुन्दले  सपने ।
ख़ामोशी  सी  थी  शोर  में ,
में  खड़ा  था  किस और  में  ।
क्या  सच   था  क्या  झूट,
कौन  अपने  कौन  पराये ।
क्या  सोच  के  चला  था  ,
और  अब  क्या  सोच  के  रुका  था  वोह  दोराहो  पे ।
पाने  के  लिये  था  आसमान ,
खोने    के  लिये  एक  आम  इंसान ।
फिर  भी  में  सोच  में  पड़ा  था  ,
क्यों  न  जाने  दिल  में  बोझ    सा ढला   था ।
यदोएं   का  सपना  ढला  था ।
मंजिल की और   में  बड तो  चला  था  ,
अंखोए में  लिये वोह  धुन्दले  सपने।
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Manzile ki aure mei bade toh chala tha
ankhon mei liya woh dhundale sapne
khamoshi si thi shor mei
mei khada tha kise aure mei
kya saach tha kya jhoot
kaun apne kaun paraye
kya soch ke chala tha
aur ab kya soch ke ruka tha woh doe rahoon pe
pane ke liye tha asman
khoone ke liye ek aam insaan
phir bhi mei soch mei pada tha
kyu na jane dil mei bhauje sa dhala tha
yadoo ka sapna dala tha
Manzile ki aure mei bade toh chala tha
ankhoo mei liya woh dhundale sapne

The mask of cheerfulness

The mask of cheerfulness often covers my grief
My attitude concealed from most
Afraid of, but willing to face the unknown
doubt where my place is, in the journey called life
I have come close to sharing myself
Never completely revealing anything to anyone
thoughts of unseen chains corner me
When I dream, reality shatters before my very own eyes
Accomplishments I strives for just as my hands grip
I experience lost now and then, not yet finding my mark in this humanity
At times the glimmer in my calm eyes slowly depart
But within my heart a silent ignited flame burns me inside and out
I travel day by day, playing different roles in my life
Strength unknowingly resides in me
the past replicate itself once again
The transparent mask I so proudly wear
minute by minute answers will draw closer, approaching it away
someday there will be no more mask to wear
someday my values will be celebrated
someday they will know my place in their life
someday I will share myself
someday I won’t need this mask to wear.