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I was alone.. I was so true. People maligned.. Where were you? I waited long.. For your arrival. You never turned back. Where were you? I was so confused.. With the ways of life. The world so rude. Where were you? I sobbed inside.. Need shoulders to cry. Didn't find yours.. Where were you? Always felt Whenever I need... Will find you Whenever turn back.. But in vain, Found your absence.. Whenever felt lost. Where were you?

Life is an enigma A puzzle.. Has ups and downs Low and high Love and hate Hope and despair Success and failure.. Life is a play And we The almighty characters.. The roles are scripted And path  destined.. We are born for a purpose And have a role to play.. We desire,We deserve We dare,We love.. We get surprises And frustrations.. Sometimes we get things When we don't wish.. Sometimes we receive things When we lose all hope to achieve them.. We meet people And get inspired.. We hate people or Fall in love.. They are just the characters and  Have specific roles to perform.. We are attached to things And detached to some.. Those invalid objects  Have no meanings After the play called life.. The play is over We return to pyre.. And all characters vanish Nothing is left.. Except the next life The next  play The new roles and The new scripts to perform better.

"Mamma Peehu ki friend hai" These words of my 3 year old daughter makes my day .Every morning she cuddles me and tell that 'Mamma peehu ki friend hai". I feel so special then and she is also happy to tell that.  And the best part she treats me the same way as her friends treat her.  Really,the children make our day so special by small things they do. They are the stressbusters of our life.Early morning you wake up taking worries of the day ahead, their small things will make you laugh and you feel relieved.You talk to them for few minutes and your all worries get shooed away. In a family, they act as a binders. There are days when we are completely busy with our own stuffs.We don't talk to each other. But for her we both have to come together and spend some time with her. I feel so special When your little hands Touch my cheek, When your small arms Cuddle me, When you press your Lips to kiss, They make my day You are so special for me... Love you my daughter!!

My daughter is fond of Doraemon the most. She just gets glued to Television whenever the show is on.I too give company to her. So, morning and evening after office, during her feeding,I have to watch Doraemon too :( . Doraemon is 22nd Century robot who came in this century and lives with Nobita the character. He has various gadgets which makes life easier for Nobita and his family, friends.  I am bowled over by the imagination of gadgets Doraemon uses. Everyday a new gadget , though hypothetical gadget ,which is beyond our imagination. I would like to introduce few of his gadgets here: ANY WAY DOOR: Using this door you can go to any place you want.Be the polar region, sea beach or anywhere from your room. Just cross the door and you are there. PASS THROUGH LOOP: Just pass through the loop and you can get in and out of any place.You can escape from any place using this. TIME MACHINE: You can travel from past to future using time machine. You can go to any era using this machine. CHHOTU

If you have to test someone's patience. Just tell them to book a ticket at wee hours from IRCTC site. Its  just pathetic. I used to experience them in the year 2009 and 2010. The same condition prevails in the year 2013 too. Today I had to book Tatkal ticket and the same condition.You can't open IRCTC site. If you are able to open, you can be thrown out in navigation to other pages.During tatkal booking, by chance you reach till booking page of IRCTC , chances are more that all the seats will be booked till the time you book. They have implemented few restrictions to access of the site at wee hours:Through other site like make my trip, we can't book railway tickets from 9 A.M. to 12 P.M.Tatkal booking is not allowed on these sites.These rarely have any improvement in performance. They have implemented Beta App. But downloading Beta App take too much time to be downloaded from IRCTC site. Luckily I was able to book my ticket.Though it took me whole 2 hours to book one ticket

Finally festive season ended...Durga Pooja, Diwali and Chhath.... I still remember,we used to be excited about our school holidays and festival celebrations. It used to start with Durga Pooja and end with Chhath. Durga Pooja which lasts for ten days followed by Diwali after twenty days and then Bhai dooj/Chitragupta Pooja and then finally Chhath. We used to have five days Dussehra holidays  and then from Diwali to Chhath, one week holiday. Those were times full of enjoyment. Here are few details about these festivals: Durga Pooja is a ten day festival in which different forms of Goddess Durga is worshipped. This festival is very important festival of West Bengal. Link:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Durga_Puja Diwali is festival of lights. This is celebrated as home coming of Lord Rama after 14 years exile.The house is decorated with lights and children fire crackers.Goddess Lakshmi and Ganesh is worshipped on this day. Link:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diwali Bhai Dooj is a festiv

"Walk some distance yourself and the world will follow you." "The world is reflection of your thought." These two lines came in my mind today, may be written by some great person. But very true. As, I experienced the same in my real life.   There were times, when I was feeling low at every aspect. After having baby, though its a great experience and happiest moment for everyone.The life after that was not an easy one for me.As, it demanded more responsibility and tolerance.I started my job very earlier after pregnancy, after two months of having my baby. That was worst decision I made, but due to some circumstances, I had to.   Then again the guilt of not performing the duty of a mother started creeping inside me.Though she was taken better care by my maid, but the time when the bonding of a mother and a child should grow stronger. It was diminishing.I was trying my level best to cope up with the two responsibilities and prove myself a better mother. I was failing i

Arranged Marriage and Love Marriage had always been a topic of discussion.I too was trapped in this dilemma.But I always thought, best marriage according to Indian mentality is Love but Arranged. No panga....But it rarely happens.   As usual my marriage was also arranged with lots of differences. We both couldn't have rejected each other as there were no reason for rejection from both side, our marriage was settled.We started talking over phone as we were in two different locations.We had lots of differences, unlike sweet talks between the two, our call would end up in a fight.If, I don't agree on some points, I used to tell him then and there.And as usual, male ego gets hurt , I was unaware of those things at that time.He used to switch off the mobile for days.My calls used to get unanswered.I used to panic, if they break the marriage, what will happen?? As in middle class family , these things matter a lot. Although, I was working in a corporate firm,I could have moved on in

Strolling down the lane of memories... Read few chapters of life which passed Thought will I be able to Conclude those chapters Which remained unaccomplished? Erase the sins Which I did in past? Can live those moments Which I wanted to live? Can flutter the glory once again Which lost? Alas!! Can't undo the things of past.. Can learn from the mistakes Never to repeat  them Dwell in the memories Of moments of happiness and glory And reduce the pain Of the things unaccomplished.....

Live life, love life Enjoy life,play with life curse life , grudge life... Everyone has their own story Their own share of joys and sorrows Their own ways to live life Their own success Their own failures Their own ways to stand up from failure... Their own ways to face challenges Their own ways to cross obstacles Make mistakes, learn from them If hay days...be strong Wait for sunshine and be happy If life's journey broken Think of ways to mend and get going... Lost love...move on discard memories which troubles cherish memories which lighten you up If betrayed...forgive them As they lost But you got the lesson for life If failure...try again till you get success This life is yours Live it full

बचपन खेला बड़े हुए ... फिर छोड़ गये हम तुझको मुड़ के ना देखा एक बार  भी ना सोचा कभी  कि होगी तुझे हमारी ज़रूरत भी हम खुश थे भूल कर तुझे माँ... उस दुनिया में जो ना था हमारा .... जिससे ना था कोई अपनापन.... पर आज याद आई है तू फिर आँसू छलक पड़े आँखों से ना जाने कैसे भुला दिया तुझको... तेरी गोद में ही खेला जीवन सारा... प्यार भी तुझसे ही पाया.... तेरी रज़ से था प्यार मुझे माँ और कहूँ क्या ज़्यादा... तुझपर शीश नवाऊं मैं अपना जीवन सारा... 

बँध गये हैं किस डोर से हम? धर्म और जात पात के बंधन से... या अमीर ग़रीब के अंतर से... या देश विदेश के परिवेश से.... या लोगों के बाहरी भेष से.... या फँस गये.. अराजकता के खंडहर में स्वतंत्र तो हम हो गये... बाहरी लोगों के अंकुश से.... पर आज भी हम बँधे हैं.... खुद के मानसिक क्लेश से... हृदय के द्वेष से..... 66 साल की स्वतंत्रता.... या इंसानियत की प्रतन्त्रता..... क्यूँ भूल गये इंसानियत का धर्म .... बुराइयों से खुद को स्वतन्त्र करना ... ही है हमारा उद्देश्य... जिंदगी तो सभी जिते हैं.... गिरते..पड़ते...हंसते...रोते... जीतकर बुराइयों से जिया तो ही जीना सार्थक है..... जीवन मूल्यों की शिक्षा मिली तो है पर निभाई नहीं है.... कुछ अंदर छुप गया है दुबक कर बैठ गया है... इस आस में की कोई आएगा.. उसे जगाएगा..... ज्वाला बुझ सा गया है.... किसी चिंगारी के इंतज़ार में... फिर से उसे दहक़ाने को.... पर ना कोई आया है...ना कोई आएगा... खुद ही उठना होगा... खुद ही जागना होगा.... हिम्मत कर लड़ना होगा.... ज्वाला को फिर से दहकाना होगा.... और दूसरो को राह दिखाना होगा.... जीत जाएँगे हम अगर विश्वास है..... यही एक जिंदगी ह

I read the first two books (The Immortals of Meluha, The Secret of  The Nagas) and I am reading the last one of the series(The Oath of The Vayuputras). I liked the first two books, and enthusiastically I completed them in 5 days, as I am more interested in mythological fiction .After reading these books,I got an insight towards life. It has bring forward lots of questions and solutions to them. At first, I think "We believe in Gods.Do they exist?" ,or are they ancestors whom we worship as God because of all good things they did.Because of all supernatural powers they had because of Yog and on worshipping them we get positive energy which purifies our mind and soul. The scriptures ('Ramayana',Mahabharata' and 'Geeta') are just the books written by them which guide us how to live, so that the balance of society and nature is maintained.If we follow them, we have all the solutions of our problems, which they have written based on their experience. Religions a

I am not that much into politics. But the price of meal worth Rs 5 and Rs12 caught my attention. So, these are just the numbers which politicians have in mind and they blabber out. No, real significance of any numbers. The real matter is the cost of goods are not matching the poverty line.If any meal is available at Rs 5, it will have water...meal you can get with no nutrients.Either, you can have only rice and dal with water or sabji with only gravy.So, where is the meal with basic nutrients. Instead of quoting the meal price, they should have worked something for the poor.Concentrate more on farming ,teaching advanced farming techniques, using advanced techniques for farming in all the villages to all the farmers. This will help in increasing the crops quantity and the price of food will go down. Proper storage of crops , vegetables should be in place. Many a time we get the news of onion , crops getting rotten or wasted because of insufficient facility of storage. Similar moves will

"kaise jeena hai kisi ko kya sikhana kaisa waqt ke saath har soch badal jati hai" I read the above lines in one of the blog. I am highly impressed by the above lines.They are really true to the core. We learn the art of life, living the life.There is no teacher, we are only learner. We learn with our experiences, sometimes stumble, then stand up and then walk.But we keep walking with the pace of life. Time is a best teacher, it teaches us in the perfect time what to be done , how to be done.As, we all are in this world to live.Time fills the wound,it has so much strength...it cements up so many relationships.Our thoughts changes with time, and also with what we experience in between the passage of time.Life itself gives answer to so many questions with the passage of time. "Time is priceless"."Time and tide waits for none".These are famous qoutes. Life is also precious. So, we should live life with time according to time.We should bury the past if troubles

Mother M:Mistress of family who dedicates her life to family and don't  get anything in return. O: Omnipresent for family, whenever they need them. T: Truthful,dedicated and responsible for her duties. H: Heart full of love for her family. E: Eager to help one in need....Extends her helping loving care to her children. R: Remembers each and every moment of  family celebrations. 

I remember , I remember eyes darting here and there So beautiful, so lively, so childish , innocent looking eyes Eyes were in search of something vague figure.... Not clear whom are the pair of eyes looking for? They are also in search of the similar roving eyes.... Ah! then why can't they find mine...... They are just playing with each other hide and seek.... Why don't they rest on each other till infinity... They are meant for each other forever...... Surely lord will destine their path till eternity....

माँ मुझे उड़ना था माँ.... पल भर और जीना था माँ.... उँचाइयों को छूना था माँ.... माँ मुझे आगे बढ़ना था माँ.... मुझे रुकना नहीं चलना था माँ... उस रास्ते पर जो विगम हैं मुझे थमना नहीं उड़ना था माँ उस परिवेश को बदलना था माँ क्यूँ डरती थी समाज से.... उनके अनोखे विवाद से क्या वो काम आए हैं?? मुझे उनसे झुकना नहीं मुझे डटना था माँ.... क्यूँ मुझे रोका माँ.... क्यूँ मुझे टोका माँ मा मुझे उड़ना था माँ.... पल भर और जीना था माँ....

आज दिल उदास क्यूँ है? दिल में एक आस क्यूँ है? सपना तो था वो सदियों का.. आज उनके जजबात क्यूँ है? क्यूँ लग रहा है कुछ टूटा है... आज मुझसे कुछ छूटा है.... सदियों पहले की बातें हैं.... आज जिनकी बची खुची यादें हैं..... उन यादों में दिल बसा है... उन नगमों में दिल रमा है.... ये तो दुनिया का दस्तूर है.... जो कल तुम्हारा था आज तुमसे दूर है.... तुमनें ने ही उन्हे कभी नकारा था.... अपनी जिंदगी से कभी निकाला था.... और आज क्यूँ रोते हो? उनकी यादों में खोते हो? आज दिल उदास क्यूँ है? दिल में एक आस क्यूँ है? सपना तो था वो सदियों का.. आज उनके जजबात क्यूँ है?