Saturday, 29 December 2012

MAA MEIN JEENA CHAHATI HUN.....!!!!!

Maa me abhi jeena chahati hun,Tere sath waqt bitana chahati hun......


Mitti ka khilona nahi h ladkiya,Yahi baat mein sabko samjhna chahati hun.....


Aksar kehte hai log har kisi par Bhagwan ka hath hota hai,Fir kyo Bhagwan ke hath ke niche Ladkiyo ka ye anjaam hota hai???Jaa rahi hu aaj me tum sabko chodd kar,Phir na aaungi kabhi kisi ki beti bankar.....


Maa ka ek sapna tha:Ek din beti ke liye Rajkumar aayega,Doli me baitha kar usse le jayega,Khadi hokar sapne tutate dekhegi wo,Jab bhai mujhe kandhe par le jayega....


Maa me tere sath rahna chahti hun,Maa me abhi aur jeena chahti hun.....


Khush hua karte the Papa dekh kar mujhe aksar,Ab roynge mujhe yaad kar ke aksar,Unka uss pyar se gale lagana,Mere baad kon unhe gale lagayega aksar.....


Papa mein apko akhri bar gale lagana chahti hun,Papa me abhi kuch din aur jeena chahti hun......


Mera bhai jab bhi raat ko soyega,Chup chup ke mere liye royega,Bhai ek bahan jaa rahi hai,Maa-Baap ki Zimedari chod jaa rahi hai.....


Magar hazaro bahano ka khayal rakhna,Ab soo rahi hun mein Apna aur Sabka khayal rakhna........


Friday, 28 December 2012

MAA MUJHE DAR LAGTA HAI....

A girl to her Mom :

Maa mujhe dar lagta hai,
Maa mujhe bohot dar lagta hai...

Suraj ki roshni Aag si lagti hai,
Paani ki Boondain bhi Tejaab si lagti hain...
Maa Hawa main bhi zahar sa ghula lagta hai,
Maa mujhe chhupa le, Mujhe dar lagta hai...

Maa yaad hai wo kaanch ki Gudiya jo Bachpan main tuti thi,
Maa kuch aise hi aaj main tot gayi hun,
Meri galti kuch bhi na thi Maa,
Fir bhi aaj mein khud se ruth gai hun...

Maa bachpan mein School teacher ki gandi Nazaro se dar lagta tha,
Padsos ke chacha ke Napaak iraadon se dar lagta tha,
Maa wo nukkar ke ladko ki bekhouf baaton se dar lagta hai,
Aur ab Boss ke gatiya isharon se dar lagta hai,
Maa mujhe chhupa le, Mujhe bohot dar lagta hai...

Maa tujhe yaad hai tere angan mein chidiya si fudak rahi thi,
Thokar kha ke mein zameen par gir padi thi,
Do boond khoon ki dekh ke maa tu bhi ro padi thi...

Maa tune to mujhe phoolon ki tarah pala tha,
Unn darindo ka aakhir maine kya bigada tha...

Kyun wo mujhe iss tarah masal ke chale gaye,
Bedard meri rooh ko kuchal ke chale gaye...
Maa tu toh kahti thi apni gudiya ko dhulan banayegi,
Mere is jeevan ko khusiyo se sajayegi,
Maa kya wo din Zindagi kabhi naa layegi...

Maa kya ab tere ghar barat kabhi na aayegi???
Maa khoya hai jo maine kya fir se kabhi na paungi???
Maa saans to le rahi hun, Kya zindagi jee paungi???
Maa goorte hain sab alag hi nazaro se,
Maa mujhe un nazaro se chupa le,
Maa bohot dar lagta, Mujhe apne Aanchal main chupa le....
:'( :'( :'( :'( :'(




Wednesday, 19 December 2012

Eye Opener (A Must Read Blog For Everyone)


Eye Opener...  The Biggest loop hole in the Indian Judicial System...


Hello guys, Hope you all are doing good.... I got very good response for my last 2 blogs and I hope you all liked it.... This blog is a little bit long but everyone must read it...



I may be wrong somewhere while giving eg. Please do forgive me for that.
                                                               AND
I want all of you to give me your suggestions on this.....  



We all know that in our judicial system the criminal is punished for the crime he has done. (For eg: Ajmal Kasab was hanged till death for the attacks he carried out in Mumbai on 26th november).  After the criminal the next person who is guilty is the partner of the criminal. (For eg: In the recent gang rape case in Delhi, All 4 accused will be treated equally). The third person who can be held guilty after the above 2 persons is the one who saves the victim/s from the police and court. (For eg: Someone trying to save his son by sending him to some other place after he has committed a crime).  According to our system even the one who has planned the crime but was not present at the place where it took place can also be held guilty. (For eg: Our Government is requesting Pakistan to send Hafiz Saeed to India so that we can run a case against him and punish him for planning the 26th November attacks in Mumabi).   The 1 who destroy's the evidence or tries to harm the witness can also be treated equally as all the others mentioned above. (For eg: The person who tries to hide the weapon used in crime or tries to scare the witness from coming to the court and giving their statements).  


I hope all of you agree to this....  But the main point is what happens to the Lawyer???  Yeah I am talking about the Lawyer...  Lets take Jessica Lal's Murder case into account. The Lawyer from the opposition knew that the boys have shot Jessica Lal, But then to in the court he always said that his clients were innocent. (Which was later proved wrong). Was he not saving the criminals from getting punished??? He even changed the forensic reports and harassed the eye witness for changing their statements in the court...  Is he not gulity???  After it was proved that the guys have killed Jessica Lal, The Guys, The Police Officer who recorded the statements, The Forensic Lab officer, Everyone was held guilty and sent to jail...  This is just 1 case we are talking about, But this happens in almost every criminal case...


My Question is why was the Lawyer left away??? Was he not guilty of trying to save the criminal, Destroying the Evidence, Harrasing the Witness, Etc...


Saturday, 15 December 2012

Kya Baat Hai


Kitaabon Ke Panne Palat Ke Sochta Hoon,
Yoon Palat Jaaye Zindagi Toh Kya Baat Hai!
:♠:
Tamanna jo poori ho khwaabon mein,
Haqeeqat ban jaaye toh kya baat hai!
:♠:
Kuch log matlab ke liye dhoondte hai mujhe,
Bin matlab koi aaye toh kya baat hai!
:♠:
Katal kar ke toh sabh le jaayenge dil mera,
Koi baaton se le jaaye toh kya baat hai!
:♠:
Jo shareefon ki sharafat me baat na ho,
1 sharabi keh jaaye toh kya baat hai!
:♠:
Zinda rehne tak toh khushi du sabko,
Kisiko meri maut pe khushi mill jaaye toh kya baat hai!!!

Friday, 14 December 2012

GOD OF POLITICS

                                 
                                            GOD OF POLITICS


"Much Misunderstood And Much Criticized Yet A Famous Personality" Narendra Damodardas Modi was born on 17th September 1950.

He (Sir) Completed his schooling from Vadnagar (His birth place). He (Sir) earned a Masters degree in Political Science from Gujarat University. As a teenager Modi (Sir) used to run a tea stall with his brother. (Now he is the most capable person to run this Country at present)

Modi (Sir) is known for leading a frugal lifestyle. He (Sir) has a personal staff of just 3 people. He is known to be a workaholic person. He (Sir) is a crowd puller as a speaker. Modi (Sir) sometimes wears business suites and He (Sir) is improving his command on English language.

The word Sir in the brackets indicates my personal respect to him.

Now coming to point for writing this blog. I hope Sir you take out few minutes from your busy Schedule and read this article. Please Sir it would be the best gift ever. Please.

I am a very down to earth guy of 19 residing in a small family in Mumbai with my Mom, Dad and Sister. I am born and brought up in a Middle class family and like every other Gujarati or Indian I am a very great fan of your's...  I have not missed even a single speech or comment of your's during your Campaign for the Elections this year. 

People ask me that have I seen or met God??? And I always reply them Yes I have met him. Not once but a Couple of Times. I have met 'God Of Bollywood' Mr. Amitabh Bachan , I have even met 'God Of Cricket' Mr. Sachin Tendulkar. Now my wish is to meet 'God Of Politics' (none other then) Mr. Narendra Modi. 

Sir please take out few moments from your schedule and give me a chance to meet you or just have a 2 minutes conversation with you. I would come all the way from Mumbai whenever you give me your precious time. 

Sir I would try my best that this blog reaches you and I hope you just take out 2 minutes from your precious time and read it. Please Sir just your reply to this letter would be everything for me..

Thanks everyone for reading this and I hope I get a Positive reply on this blog...  #RESPECT