Dil Khush Jahaan.... Teri To Manzil Hai Wahin

[ Sometimes you get to discover your own weird side, maybe once in six months...n when this crazy side comes up, even if you are a person with great positive attitude, you become upset for no reason.. even if you have an infinite capacity to speak.. you prefer to be silent...even if you are a very sensible person, you act like a perfect dumbo...Yes, the biggest idiot and the ultimate genius both are within 'you'..

I used to think that the list of mysterious things was limited to Life After Death, Existence of God, Love n relationships only.. But a few days back, I realized that our mind, or maybe our sub conscious mind is really mysterious too.. ]

Wo din kuch khaas tha,

kuch bura bhi tha,

par kuch sikha gaya wo din

kuch samjha gaya tha wo din..

mood nahi tha music sunne ka,

na kuch khaane peene ka,

na koi book padhne ka,

na kisi se baat karne ka..

sab khaali khaali tha,

kuch adhoora sa tha,

koi kami thi shayad,

ya kisi ki kami thi shayad..

phir messages kiye ek friend ko,

ek ghanta pareshan kiya usko,

khud ko hi nahi pata tha kuch,

phir bhi bak diya dimag me tha jo kuch..

usse baat karke hua ye ehsaas,

k uske jaise dost hi hote hain khaas,

apni khushi se zyada kisi ki parvaah mat karo,

jo tumhari parvaah kare use kabhi ignore mat karo,,

jo tumhe ignore kare uske baare mei bother mat karo,

kuch achchha lagne laga,

halka halka types lagne laga,

dost ne bola

"dont wish so much for one particular person

no one, absolutely no one is above your own happiness.."

ye to main pehle se jaanti thi,

sabko bolti bhi rehti thi,

phir pata nahi kyun bhool gayi thi....

main apne aap pe hairan thi,

apni weirdness pe hairan thi..

hasi aa rahi thi khud pe,

hasi aa rahi thi apni dumbness pe..

kabhi kabhi dimag saala hil jata hai,

kuch samajh mei nahi aata hai..

funde dene mei chahe koi expert hi kyun na ho,

free advice k liye wo bhi tarasne lag jata hai..

ultimately ek nahi,

kai lesson mile,

kuch us dost se,

to kuch khud se..

realise hua k main kitni lucky hoon,

thodi si insane bhi hoon..

but at the end of the day,

i realised come what may,

one should never let that smile go away..

well socha nahi tha pura blog likh dalungi,,

likhte likhte prasoon joshi ki lines bhi likh dalungi

'tu dhoop hai chham se bikhar,

tu hai nadi o bekhabar!

beh chal kahin, ud chal kahin,

dil khush jahaan teri to manzil hai wahin'

This blog post is dedicated to

Some really close friends : They know the blog is all about them ;)

Myself : Well even I am a great friend .. yes, my friends can always count on me n they are always welcome for my 'funde n free advices' (they work) ;) I know zyada tareef ho gayi, but kabhi kabhi immodesty bhi zaruri hoti hai

[ This blog post was written within just 25 minutes... written without any planning n without any motive.. in a totally casual style.. I just hope people would be able to relate to it.

One more thing.. Two thieves.. will fall in love.. will dig their own graves.. check out Ishqiya.. I told you Vishal Bhardwaj had himself asked me to promote it through my blogs..]

Sonia Bhatia

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Dil To Bachcha Hai Ji

Whenever I read 'Listen To Your Heart?' now, I feel like laughing at my own stupidity...in fact I feel like deleting it.. This blog has got nothing to do with the story described in it... its something new, something fresh n comes up with answers.. answers to the idiotic n immature queries in our minds n hearts!!!!
Part-I
Third semester was going on smoothly.. Still it was like a 'hulchul bhara sem', hulchul in my mind ..hulchul in my heart too!!! There was this dumb guy, I hardly knew him three years back, but I got to know him better in the third sem.. Wait..I never had a crush on him or something.. You see, such stupid things are not meant for a person like me..But somehow I felt that there was nobody like him, I still donno the reason for the same.. From his sense of humour to his cute looks, from his intelligence to his style, I had started liking everything about him..The one n only thing that I used to dislike was the way he talked..he never talked much bout himself, I used to hate that..I used to keep thinking bout our conversations on gtalk n through messages, I used to try my level best to help him out every time he was worried or upset.. Shit.. Crap..F**k It took me bloody so many months to realise that I was in love with a guy.. No,somehow my mind was still not able to believe that this was true.. Was I really in love??
Darr lagta hai tanha rehne mein ji.. Dil To Bachchaa Hai Ji!!!
Part -II
I used to hate him... yes, I started hating him for n number of reasons.. He used to ignore me at times,he didnt pick my calls,he used to ignore my text messages.. I used to hate him for the way he used to make me laugh at his silly PJs.. for the way I was crazy bout his weird style n his not-so-good cute looks..I used to hate the way he never talked bout himself, coz I wanted to know him better.. n the way I used to like him for no reason... He was the most hatable person I knew, yes he was self- centered,least bothered bout me.. but I could not hate him at all coz I loved him so much.. He made me realise what 'nostalgia' means...why the hell should I love him without any expectations, why should my love be unconditional, why doesnt this idiot realise how much I love him... that he is so very lucky.. that someone is crazy about him... I should tell him that, or should I not?
Dil sa 'kamina' na koi hai ji.. Dil to bachcha hai ji!!!
Part-III
My mind tried to convince me that this is sheer stupidity n nothing else..My mind kept on reminding me that you are a mature person..a tomboyish, intelligent girl..You cant be crazy about a guy like him.. Moreover, third sem isnt easy.. you need to concentrate hard..So I decided to accept that he doesnt like me the way I do n move on.. I decided that things like love n relationships cant affect a person like me.. Am going to enjoy my life unlike those idiots who waste there time thinking about a person.. I love my friends, my family,they all love me too... n above all.. I love myself.. So why do I need a dumbo like him in my life..Logically,he doesnt deserve me.. Yes, I decided not to call him.. not to send any messages to him, not
to reply to his mails, not to comment on his blogs.. I decided to do exactly what he used to do.. Moreover, I didnt have the time to think.. November and December are like really busy months in an engineer's life... But still, Was I right?
Darr lagta hai usse kehne mein ji.. Dil To Bachcha Hai Ji!!!
Part- IV
It was December end.. Majors were also over..Forgetting him wasnt easy.. I used to miss his messages in my inbox, his scraps in my scrapbook.. his presence in my life!!I used to re-read our conversations n number of times in a day,but I had stopped replying to his new mails.. probably there was this ego.. ego somewhere within me..Then it was on the very first day of the year 2010, early in the morning, that he called me up..somehow my heart was excited, it was happy..
He said "Hi! Happy New Year".. "Same to you" I replied... For around two to three minutes, both of us didnt speak anything.. Finally , he said "long time!"
"yeah"
"So, yar you didnt reply to my messages..."
"actually....."
" I can understand... I called to say sorry for the way I didnt pick your calls"
"Its okay.. I am sorry too"
"No, you don need to be sorry... listen.. I wanted to say something"
"what?"
"I missed you alot", he said.
"I missed you too"
"not like this... Can we... Can we meet.. tomorrow, please?"
"where ?"
"any place .. Rajiv Chowk?"
"Ok.. When"
"2 o clock"
"ok"
I felt as if I was suffering from schizophrenia..as if this was a hallucination..I still remember I couldn sleep that night...Then we met,yes,we met at the Rajiv Chowk Metro Station.. I wont give the details of what happened there..Let it be a secret.All I can say is that those were the most unforgettable 40 minutes of my life..Now I dont hate him for the way he talks.. I know thats the way he is.. I dont hate him for anything at all.. He is happy.. I am happy.. Life is beautiful!
Kya darr hai dil ki yun sunne mein ji... Dil To Bachcha Hai Ji!!!

[MORAL: Well usually morals of stories are one liners.. but you know me,I just cant cut things short.. I still dont know the difference between a crush and true love, I still dont know how love happens to be unconditional, selfless.. but the best part is that I really dont want to know all that.. Love is something incredibly beautiful, beautifully incredible.. It will find a way and come into your life...
Yes, these crushes are stupid, kiddish, immature.. but at the same time, they are cute.. love is a mysterious thing, let it be mysterious.. dont try to explore it.. It is something meant to be accepted... meant to be felt, experienced n enjoyed..Dil to bachcha hai.. Jab We Met ki baat yaad rakho, bachchon jaisi baat hai na, to bachchon jaisi baat me hi to maza aata hai! Agar ye kamina bachcha tumhe khud hi confuse karta hai.. to mera favourite love aaj kal ka dialogue hai na " Shayad ye Bhagwan Shagwan naam ka item waqai me hai jo ultimately sab kuch set kar deta hai"
Stop analysing about the right n wrong, the good n bad.. Dont waste time in useless philosophies.. If you are a teenager, you are too young to realise what true love is..Yes, you don need to understand every damn thing in this universe...
Express yourself, express your feelings to others... its really important!
Dont be disappointed if things dont turn out the way you wanted them to be.. Something even better will happen to you in future.. there might be someone who loves you more than what you could have ever imagined..you must be happy if you are single, you must be equally happy even if you are committed.. Love yourself, love everything n everyone around you!!Life is really sexy! Enjoy!!]
PS (Very Very Important) :
1. This story is a work of imagination n fiction.. this has got nothing to do with me or any other person, living or dead..Any resemblance would be a mere coincidence.
2. Trust me, there is no inspiration at all, one doesnt need to have a crush on someone to write such a blog.. if you still dont trust me.. keep wondering about the inspiration!
3. Snehil Basoya, Thanks for posting my comment on your blog :) It made me realise that I am capable of writing such blogs! N thanks for the advice " Hum blogs kisliye likhte hain, Samaaj Seva ke liye"..
4. This post was written without any planning.. I jus listened to the song thrice n felt that it is worth writing a blog, then I started writing all of a sudden n this story came up automatically..
5. Haye zor kare, kitna shor kare..
Bewajah baaton pe aiwen gaur kare..
Dil sa koi 'kamina' nahi...
Tauba ye lamhe katte nahi kyun
Aankhon Se meri hatte nahi kyun..
I love this song.. Dil To Bachcha Hai Ji.... Thoda Kachcha Hai Ji...
[ Vishal Bhardwaj had himself asked me to promote Ishqiya through my blogs.. I could not refuse.. Its a must watch! ]

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MY THIRD SEMESTER

Third semester has been the most interesting, the most special semester so far. It was definitely full of ups n downs, but I really dont want to classify it as good or bad. This blog is just a small description of whatever I learnt, felt, realised n enjoyed in this sem.I hope most of you would be able to relate to it.Here it goes..

ACCEPT LIFE AS IT COMES :Experience is a hard teacher, it gives the test first n the lesson later.The very first day of the semester started with a shock.. Second sem's result was out n i had a very good overall percentage with a back.. Thanks a tonne to Rohan Anand,Neha Mehra, Virangana, Anmol, Shreya n all my family members..who had supported me n encouraged me then..Many of us keep on analysin things.. Why did this happen.. How could this happen..In fact I also had that bad habit of classifyin things as good or bad, right or wrong, positive or negative... I used to keep thinking n thinking without coming to a conclusion ..In Bade Bhaiya's words " Differentiate karte ja rahe ho, karte ja rahe ho, integrate karna hi bhool jate ho".... well I really don know whether it was because of reading a few good books or watchin WUS, or simply thinking of Bade Bhaiya's classes,but I finally realised that changes must be accepted ..Now I really don advise my friends to look at the positive aspect of everythin, instead things must be accepted the way they are.Accept that you have a back n you've to reappear, accept that the person whom you like doesnt like you the same way or is already committed to someone else... Just accept changes, get rid of the Hows,Whys n Ifs n move ahead..Move ahead with hope n faith.. Have faith that your hard work will eventually pay, hope that time would heal everything. Finally one of my favourite lines among Bade Bhaiya's words of wisdom..."Best reaction is no reaction."One should always remember that.

LOVE YOUR FRIENDS TRULY : It was after coming to college that I realised the importance of friendship..n it was in this semester that I felt that I am a very lucky person.. I like almost everythin n people around me love me the same way too.. With this blog, I'm dedicating some messages to some special friends...

My School Friends Megha, Menaka, Pranati, Aakriti, Kshipra, Eshan, Abhishek, Anubha,Heena : Would never be able to forget you all..Meg :You are one of the very few people who know me n understand me well.. Thanks for being such a wonderful friend n always be the way you are.Menaka: Tujhse zyada pange koi nahi le sakta mujhse.. Keep up the good work..Paro : please come back to Delhi soon, I miss u..Eshan : You say that I am your mentor,guide n best freind.I have another advice for you.Never underestimate yourself.

Now The IGITians.. Well I had never even imagined that I would be so happy in a girls' college. All the girls here are really cool, intelligent n above all great friends..The one n only thing that I dislike is the confusion of names... You see,there are 6 Nehas,2 Ankitas, 2 Preetis,2 Priyankas in MAE itself n the so many other Nehas,Ankitas n Swatis in the other branches...God! Anyways, MAE 08 simply rocks...
Neha Aggarwal n Radhika : Thanks for being such patient listeners to all my bakwaas philosophies,wierd lectures , stories n experiences n stupid arbit stuff :D Richa, Prerna, Neha Mehra : Had great fun hanging out,chilling out n gossiping with you, feels great to be ur friend..Litsi : Dekh tere liye alag se special wala message hai.. Yar I really enjoyed talkin n gossiin with you in metro..M gonna miss u badly once the green line starts.. Isha,Tanya,Shreya,Viru,Apeksha,Madhuri,Sunaina : The sincere n studious people .. It was all because of you that I studied properly in this semester..,Nimisha n Ayushi : Your Pjs are ultimate... Ayushi you are a champ, n Nimisha u r a perfect all rounder.. Sonal n Sakshi : Keep laughing the same way n make others laugh too.. Apoorvi, Priyanka, Pallavi : Your time management is excellent.. Keep it up.. Shweta n Tanya : though the vivas sucked in this sem , enjoyed performing practicals with you..Swati, Divya, Aro, Uma : We miss u. Neha Goel n Richa : Welcome back. Hats off to you for your patience. In spite of the tortures by the #%%&&@ admin ppl, u performed so well in this sem, hats off!! Sanauwer: the 'sonhi kudi' of our class.. hair stylist ban ja yar...:P all the hostel people, Sanauwer, Viru, Sunaina, Babita, Ritika, Preeti, Shipra, Priyanka,Meenu,Sarika : On behalf of all the day scholars, thanks a bunch for your help everytime :) Prashasti: just one thing to say- Einstein, Einstein, Einstein, Einstein ... he he he Kriti: You are the one n only person I am sayin sorry to.. I promise I'll try n be a patient listener in future..Cheers!
The people I met at VMC -Shanshank,Ankur,Snehil,Sugandha,Akanksha,Somya,Abhishek, Kaushik,Ashima,Shelly,Deepshikha,Mridu,Ankur Khurana, Nikunj,Sanchee,Namita,Rohan... all of you simply rock..have learnt alot from most of you.. there is something special, something different about the VM ppl that cant be described in words...there cannot be a better group of students than REG-2, n of course there cannot be better teachers than the ones at VMC,I still miss all those classes ..

KASHMERE GATE CAMPUS IS SIMPLY AWESOME : Its not only about the metro connectivity.. there's much more to this USS n IGIT campus.. You get to interact with people from so many courses (law, chemical engineering, bio tech, mass comm, architecture, MBA n what not )... It was all because of the guys from these colleges that I didnt even realise that I am studying in a girls college ... The Anti Fee Hike Strike in September worked, thanks to the USS guys.. It was in this semester that I realised that all law guys are not silly chain smokers.. some of them are really intelligent, experts at GDs.. All USITians arent just geeks or despos, some of them are really cool... I like everything here.. Handa Cafeteria,the labs, Girls Common Room, sitting on the wall opposite mech block.. looking at the monkeys climbing the trees with their kids on their back, sitting in the park or simply roaming around.. M glad that the campus colleges arent shifting to Dwarka in the 4th sem..

PROUD TO BE A MECHANICAL ENGINEER: And the award for the most hectic semester so far goes to , the third sem undoubtedly..attended so many classes, got so many books issued from the library, n for the first time ,learnt to hide books too :D. Our daily routine was something like - breakfast at 12, lunch at 6 pm n no dinner at all.. n in the month of november we were loaded with md sheets, vivas n assignments.. though I missed maths in this sem, I enjoyed all our core subjects, thermodynamics in particular,, fluid mech was the easiest..may god bless R.K Bansal for writing such a good book..though the viva was really bad, I thoroughly enjoyed Machine Design.. Yes, MAE isnt easy.. particularly coz of the @@###%% univ ppl...but its really cool, ultimately interesting..Well, I used to hate those people who used to say that MAE isnt suitable for girls, now I feel like killing them, really!!

FRESHERS 2009 : This was the best day of the entire semester. First of all kudos to Surbhi,Apeksha,Ankita and Sushumna for organising it.It was for the first time that I had anchored an event.Comparing is fun.. Though I wasnt as good as Elisha Chauhan (she is just perfect) but people liked me. I felt really happy when not only my classmates but also some juniors n some guys from other colleges said that i was really good.Finally I discovered something that I am good at, am confident about n I enjoy doing.Mehra,Litsi, Radhika, Priyanka, Tanya Your performance was really good, had enjoyed your practice sessions even more.. N then,the fachchas were much better than my expectations.

KAMINAPAN: This has got nothing to do with the movie Kaminey.I still havent watched it. Its just that one always comes across some very selfish, mean, haughty , gire hue ###@@$$ people. You cannot survive if you are a naive, gullible n very sweet types Daddy's good girl..Moral :" Har insan k andar kaminapan hota hai, apne andar k kaminey ko jagao.. kyunki pagalpanti k sath sath kaminapanti bhi zaruri hai"

At the end, just one more thing... always remember Love Aaj Kal ka dialogue "Shayad bhagwan shagwan naam ka item waqai me hai jo ultimately sab kuch set kar deta hai." I learnt to thank God for all those smiles instead of complainin bout the tears.. Life is really really Sexy... Enjoy!!

Next blog - " Dil To Bachcha Hai Ji"...... Coming Soon..

Sonia Bhatia

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वो ख़ामोशी..

एक  दिन मेरे सफ़र में,
एक  अनजान  डगर में,
हुई वो हसीन  मुलाक़ात ,
अनकही अनसुनी सी बात,
और एक  अजब सा सुकून दे गयी वो ख़ामोशी,
खामोश  रह के एक  ख़ुशी दे गयी वो ख़ामोशी..

कोई आवाज़ नहीं,
कोई आहट भी नहीं..
बस अनकहे जज़्बात थे,
आँखों में चमक थी
मन में कसक  थी,
महकती हुई एक खनक थी ..
कई खूबसूरत पल  दे गयी वो ख़ामोशी,
खामोश  रह के एक ख़ुशी दे गयी वो ख़ामोशी..

कुछ  कहना चाहते थे हम ,
कुछ  जताना चाहते थे हम,
एक  ख्वाब था की वो अफ़साने कर दें बयान ..
दिल से सुना दूँ वो दिल की दास्ताँ..
पर जाने कैसे हर ख्वाब को हकीक़त बना गयी वो ख़ामोशी,
खामोश  रह के एक ख़ुशी दे गयी वो ख़ामोशी..

सिर्फ एहसास था वो, महसूस कर रहे थे हम ,
एक सागर था वो, बहते जा रहे थे हम..
बहुत रंगीन  थी वो शाम ,
उस  सफ़र के हमसफ़र के नाम ,
चुपके से एक पैघाम ..
पहुँचा गयी वो ख़ामोशी,
खामोश रह के एक ख़ुशी दे गयी वो ख़ामोशी..

मुस्कराहट सी खिली थी पलकों पे हमारी,
जाने क्यूँ झुकी सी थी नज़रें वो हमारी..
उसकी मुस्कान से लबों पे छाई थी हसी,
बस उस  एक  हसी से संवर गयी थी ज़िन्दगी हमारी,
हमें महका गयी, चेह्का गयी, बहका गयी वो ख़ामोशी,
खामोश रह के एक ख़ुशी दे गयी वो ख़ामोशी.. 

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THINK ABOUT IT

• I had to write this.. this blog was the only way to express myself.. according to me this is something very important n applicable to most of us
• Its for the first n last time that I am not requesting people for comments… though if you wanna say something, you can always comment…
• You may call it boring, you might laugh at this, but I don’t care...I had to write this n I consider it to be the best post on my blog so far..
  

Now lets begin…… just think of your daily life… what all things come to your mind… college, friends, campus, exams,minors, majors, relationships, crushes, movies, sports, your bf/gf,events n fests n competitions… a hell lot of other things.. n then of course even your family….
Now jus think of somebody who always cares for you, someone who loves you more than anyone else.. people who always think of your happiness… very obviously.. your mom n dad… your parents…

We being teenagers, being college students are always busy n preoccupied with something or the other ….it was a few weeks back, when I was suffering from viral fever that I realized that I was somehow neglecting my parents….. many of us do so…taking this as an excuse that we are busy….. but don’t we take out time to watch movies, don’t we take out time for blogging, chatting, for hanging out with friends, for talking to our friends for hours n hours…so cant we jus take out some time for our parents too???

Yes we love them, we all love our parents…. but sometimes you feel that they never understand you.. you feel that they keep scolding you unnecessarily….you feel that they treat you like kids even when you are grown ups.. even when you are upset, you always feel that it would be better to talk to friends rather than talking to parents… this might be because we think we are smarter than them n they feel that they are wiser than us…..this is probably the so called generation gap…. due to the fact that even we don’t try to understand them…

Well if you feel that you are sensible enough to take your own decisions, you can always do so.. but don’t ignore your parents just because their thoughts, their ideologies are different…at this age, most of the people feel like spending more n more time with their friends.. but your mom n dad love you the most n they need u the most… talk to them, talk to them about your college, your friends, the problems that you face, anything at all.. my dad feels really happy whenever I talk to him…tell them that even you are concerned about them, talk to them about their health, their job n other things related to their life…there shouldn’t be any communication gap… if you are a hosteller, you should call them often, n whenever you visit them,don’t waste time sleeping n watching tv n on internet… spend time with your parents instead…

These were a few things that I had learnt, I had realized, I wanted to share n that I am going to follow…

This blog is dedicated to my parents, my family n my friends…. I love you all n I need you all…

Next blog will be a song....... coming soon

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SIMPLY ASK YOURSELF

It was a few days back that I had to fill a form for a course. There was a lady who talked to me after the trial class. She asked, “your name?”, I replied, “Sonia Bhatia”. God knows how she heard Sonia Thakur, though Thakur and Bhatia don’t rhyme at all. She said “Sonia Thakur, so you must be a Bengali or a Gujarati”…I told her that the name is Sonia Bhatia not Sonia Thakur….
Something that happens always is that the moment I tell my name to people, they say, “you must be from a Punjabi family, right.” Now this is how people might be reacting to these names..
Sonia Sharma, …….. must be Hindu……..
Sonia Khan…….. must be Muslim…
Sonia Ghosh …… must be Bengali…….
I am not using the name Sonia because its my name but because it happens to be a very common name and almost every last name goes well with it……
I just kept on thinking bout this....... how the hell does that matter… why is it so very important for people…why are people wanting to know bout others’ religion…. Why are they wanting to classify people…..

Talking about religions, honestly I believe in ‘agnostic theism’…. I don’t believe in any religion at all… we can live without religion but we cannot live without human affection….I would have been exactly the same person even if I were Sonia Khan Or Sonia D’Souza……and why should Sonia Khan follow Islam and Sonia D’souza Christianity….. why cant it be a person’s choice to choose his/her religion.. I had actually tried to do so, but I didn’t find even a single religion worth following and I don’t even feel that it is essential for any person to follow any religion at all …. therefore, I am an agnostic theist….. Yes, people from different regions have different languages, different customs, different religions…this is diversity…but I don’t find any ‘unity’ in this ‘diversity’…I completely agree with Jonathan Swift , “We have just enough religions to make us hate, but not enough to make us love”…. Yes, more than 90% riots in India were due to religion…I was absolutely shocked when I read a scrap in a friend’s scrapbook on orkut…. It was regarding the number of Hindus and the number of Muslims who were killed in Gujarat riots…. How does that matter.. Something that is more important is that ‘innocent people’ were killed because of something which is actually not at all important, not at all required……It was religion that helped the British to divide and rule and it is religion that politicians use today to do the same.. I feel ashamed that parties like MNS and people like Raj Thackeray exist in my country…

Akbar’s din-i-llahi was a brilliant idea, great concept….. but it failed….and it failed because people didn’t even think about it…. people considered it to be ‘blasphemy’…… it was around 400-500 years ago…but even today people would never accept something like din-i-llahi, something like paganism, something like agnostic theism, something which talks of peace and humanity…….

I know…. After reading this article… some people would agree to this, some wont…but this is not a debate…. This is not even an opinion……This is a humble request…. The next time, if you hear a name…. please don try to figure out if the person is a Hindu or a Muslim or a Gujarati or a Bengali or whatever…. Just ask yourself this question “ Who are you?”…just try to describe yourself in 100 words.. I hope your answer wont include the religion that you follow or the language that you speak or the state that you are from……n then , try n imagine a world without any religion or caste… a world with humanity, love and peace…. We were definitely born with no religion….. we all are homo sapiens, human beings… there wont be any riots, any wars for things that actually do not have any importance at all…. And for the sake of peace and humanity, ask yourself “ Do I really need a religion to live..Why do I need a religion to live.?. Cant I have my own principles and morals instead of following rituals, customs and superstitions that constitute a religion ? We all are Indians, we all are human beings, so why do we need to classify ourselves, to divide ourselves...?" Just ask yourself. Simply ask yourself. Widget on

COLLEGE LIFE

The most unforgettable four years of your life
Yes, the days of your college life……

You meet new people,
You make new friends,
Friends who are always there with you,
People who laugh with you,
People who cry with you,
You discover new places,
You see new faces
The most beautiful four years of your life,
The days of your college life…

Its when you say…..
“Why aren’t they takin any classes,
no one teaches us here….”
N when you say….
“why the hell are they takin classes,
I’ll sleep if he doesn stop teaching here”

You go to canteen during lecture bunks,
You hang out with friends during mass bunks,
It’s when you feel ‘life is just so sexy’
Thanks to the people who mark your proxy..
The coolest four years of your life..
The days of your college life.

Then you have exams,
Loads n loads of exams…..
Everything is pathetic,
Your schedule is so damn hectic,
You know nothing,
Still you aren’t worried bout anything,
Its on the day before your exam,
That you jus start preparing for everything
You get to know the art of scoring…
“ one night stand before exam
n then Ratte, fatte, jugaad n some cheating…”

You are always relaxed,
You’re always chilled out……
But its when the results are out….
You say, “these profs suck…”
“Look at my marks, What The F*** ”
You hear all those reactions….
“Shit, I ve passed in this subject,
I thought I would fail…”
“F***, this was the easiest subject,
how the hell did I fail”
Yes, its weird like anything….
Its messed up like anything.
Yet it happens to be
Your college life…

Then you have the college fest,
Everyone working with complete zeal n zest,
Its before these fests that…
You don attend any classes,
Still you’re way too busy…
you don have any exams
still you’re feeling dizzy….
You give auditions,
You attend auditions..
You have fun with friends
You make fun of friends..
Its during these fests that
You enjoy a lot
You dance a lot..
You take part in events n competitions..
N of course, with ur friends, the photo sessions.

How can one forget all this…..
The coolest, funniest, weirdest days of your life…
Yeah…. The four years of your college life…..
The most unforgettable days of…..
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LIFE AFTER DEATH

I really like reading bout near death experiences, stories of reincarnation n rebirth, life after death n stuff n I have read a lot bout all this…These are my favourite quotes on death.. ‘Death is a once in a lifetime experience' and 'Death only causes pain to those who do not experience it' very true..
It was when I had this weird dream…that I couldn stop thinking bout all this…read many articles on dreams, dream interpretation, life after death,near death experiences,everything… couldn interpret anything...will be writin all bout this dream, my feelings n my thoughts in this post..here it goes..

Wo ajeeb sapna kuch din pehle dekha..Koi family function tha shayad ; mummy, papa, mera bhai, cousins sab the wahan, shayad wo sabhi log maujud the jo mujhe sabse zyada chahte hain is duniya me, aur main ek bade se jhoole pe jhool rahi thi, us jhoole ki length kisi badi si building ki height se bhi zyada thi, main bas uspe jhool rahi thi, koi kisi bhi tarah ka darr nahi tha ,achanak main jhoolte jhoolte almost 90 degree pe pahunch gayi, fir uske baad pata nai kya hua k wo jhoola ruk gaya, main pata nai kaun se ajeeb se raaste pe chalne lagi ,pehle us raaste me sirf andhera tha, par door kahin roshni hi roshni nazar aa rahi thi..
kafi khoobsurat jagah thi wo jahan ja k main ruki, wahan ek aged lady mili , wo achanak mujhse baat karne lagi...
“ aao beta hum sab tumhara hi intezar kar rahe the”
“magar main yahan ayi kaise, main to wahan jhoola jhool rahi thi”
“ jhoole par to tumhara shareer tha jo ki usse gir chuka hai, ye tumhari aatma hai”
“lekin main yahan ayi kaise, aur mere family members, mere friends sab kahan hain”
“unko dekh k tum kya karogi, wo to ro hi rahe honge..ab tumhe yahin rehna hai, aao main tumhe sabse milwati hoon”

unhone mujhe bahut sare logon se introduce karaya, main unme se kisi ko bhi nai janti thi par wo sab mujhse milke bahut khush the…finally unhone mujhe ek bag diya jisme kuch saamaan tha...fir wo mujhe ek bade se hall ki taraf le gayi...wahan pe ek ladka tha shayad meri hi age ka… maine jaise hi us hall me enter kiya, wo lady wahan se chali gayi.

Then that guy started talking to me, he was kinda good looking, but completely unknown to me (I still remember his face!) He said “Hi Sonia, I was waiting for you, this is our room”,
I jus asked “tumhe mera naam kaise pata”.
“well mujhe tumhare bare me bataya gaya tha, mujhe laga k hum room isliye share karne wale hain kyunki hum dono ki jab maut hui to hum 18 saal k the..i mean.. hamare shareer 18 saal k the...forget it…how does that matter k hume ek hi room kyun diya gaya… I guess I'm lucky enough to meet a girl like u here in heaven...trust me Sonia,you'll always be happy with me.”
I just smiled , n then he said “ you have a really cute smile”.

Tab achanak meri neend khul gayi…Mujhe bas ye hi sab yad aya tha jo main describe kar chuki hoon… pata nai kyun main iske bare me sochti hi reh gayi…samajh me nai aa raha tha kuch…wo lady kaun thi, ye swarg –nark, heaven-hell sahi me exist karte hain kya, shayad koi nahi jaanta is bare me, n who was that guy...Is my smile really that cute…

Fir maine socha ke agar main waqai me aaj mar jaun to kya hoga… meri family, mere friends ko bahut bada sadma lagega, pata nai kitne hi aise log honge jinko yakeen hi nai ho payega…kisi cremation ground me body ko le jayenge..pata nai kitne rituals honge... Pata nai kitne log aansu bahayenge.. kuch log aise hain jo apni zindagi mere bina imagine bhi nai kar sakte shayad..aur kai honge jinko ek kami ,ek adhoorapan mehsoos hoga.. lakhon aise bhi honge jinhe koi fark hi nai padega… ye sab to bahut obvious hai. After all, ‘Death only causes pain to those who do not experience it.’

Lekin main khud kya karungi…agar mujhe ye pata ho ki main agle 2-3 ghante baad marne wali hoon to main kya karungi...Shayad un sab logon se ek bar baat karungi jo mere liye khas hain, jinki wajah se meri zindagi itni khoobsurat hai…par aise pata nai kitne log hain ,sabse baat karne k liye 2-3 ghante ka waqt kafi nai hai… aur un sab se kahungi kya..aur pata nai kitne logon ka contact no bhi nai hai mere paas, unko mail karne ka koi point nai hoga, jab tak unka reply ayega shayad main zinda hi nahi rahungi wo padhne k liye...Doosra ye khayal aya ki..shayad un sab logon se mafi mangungi jinka kabhi dil dukhaya ho, fir laga sabse achcha ye hoga k kisi zaruratmand ki madad karungi …par kaise?

Now the million dollar question… main marne k bad kahan jaungi.... log marne k baad kahan jate hain….I don't believe in any religion at all….n all the theories related to this according to different religions seem to be illogical…trust me, I really am one of those people who have a scientific attitude towards things...but then there are many stories related to reincarnation n rebirth that actually seem to be true …meri asli dilchaspi ye jaanne me hai k jis waqt insan ki maut hoti hai us pal wo kahan jata hai…..agar ye sach hai k aatma kabhi nahi marti to us aatma pe kya guzarti hogi…shayad in sawalon ka koi jawab nahi hai mere paas . shayad koi aur bhi mujhe in sawalon ka jawab nai de sakta.. par meri ye koshish, ye khoj, ye talash hamesha zari rahegi is bare me jaanne ki…

Right now all I can say is that if at all heaven n hell exist, I'm sure I’ll be one of those angels who go to heaven.. (the word angel sounds way too bimboish though.. wasn’t able to think of any of its synonyms.) It’s pretty strange that 'death' happens to be something that I'm curious about, still I feel pity for the guy who committed suicide coz he was curious to know bout it…in any case I don't want to experience it ever…even though life is like hell at times, even if everything is messed up….life happens to be beautiful, not for those who have the best of everything but for those who make the best of everything that comes along their way...after all life is a succession of moments and to live each moment is to succeed...Live it ! Love it ! Smile ! Widget on

Kash Ye Waqt Yun Hi Tham Jaye

ये ज़मीन ये आसमान,
और ये सारा जहाँ,
चेहका सा है, महका सा है,
आज मिली है ऐसी ख़ुशी,
की दिल ये मेरा बहका सा है..

सागर की लहरें, फूलों के रंग,
पंछियों की आहट, सब हैं मेरे संग..

जाने कौन वो गीत गा रहा था,
जो दिल को यूँ भा रहा था,
जाने कौन था वो माझी,
जो मन की नैया पार लगा रहा था..

कौन था वो जो ज़िन्दगी में आया,
तो ज़िन्दगी बदल गयी..
जो दिल में समाया,
तो हर ख़ुशी जहाँ में समा गयी..

हमारी ख़ुशी का राज़,
शायद हमें ही नहीं पता..
जब हम होश में ही नहीं,
तो क्या है हमारी खता..

अब जाना कि दर्द में भी इक सुकून है,
खामोश निगाहों में अजब सा जूनून है..
बस ये वक़्त यूँ ही थम जाये
काश ! ये वक़्त यूँ ही थम जाये..

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