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Friday, 30 November 2012

// पुकार //

दूर देश से,
आखों में ..... 
तू बिन हिचके आ जाना //

सब बाँहों में .....
तू साथ लिए आ जाना //

जब चन्दा रौशनी फेलायेगा,
संग ख़ामोशी भी आएगी ..              
ले कर आँचल तेरा उस मौसम में ,
तू बिन पूकारे आ जाना //

जब तक तू न आती हे,
देखते हे सब रस्ता तेरा  ..
एसे तो कहते हे नींद तुझे, 
पर तू रातों का चैन बन कर आ जाना//

बात अलग सी थी जब, तुझे माँ पुकार लगाती थी,
और झासा देकर मुझको लोरियां गाया करती थी ..
माना माँ जेसी बात नहीं मुझमे ,
पर तू नादान समझकर आ जाना //

दूर देश से,
आखों में ..
तू बिन हिचके आ जाना //

~नूपुर ~

Tuesday, 27 November 2012

# Stories #

When i start with.... "ONCE UPON A TIME...."
One can easily judge me... that I'm narrating a story.

Hundreds of miles away from the world of reality, there exist a world of stories..... A world in which a poor girl can be a princess, a beggar can be a king of a kingdom

 You learn the morals of life with every story.

And when someone hears the word story... their mind starts to imagine the times of their childhood. Every child... rich...or...poor is attached with the in-numerous stories, one have heard in the childhood. Stories have a miracle in them,one can imagine the exact scenario the other person is narrating. And even they don't have any restrictions So the stories empower you with the imagination and no doubt a different idea to think.
Remember the time when someone have narrated you a story,i am sure you were able to locate the exact description. 

Different color...different world!!
Whenever the teacher narrates a story to entire class, every individual starts to picture up the words...but the strange thing is everyone of them choose the color, size, environment according to their choice.
This is what called something beyond expectations. You never know, in how many ways they would imagine the same one...!!!

One more thing to notice about stories, we always love the person who have narrated the stuff for us. If you don't agree then step back some years and tell me??
Don't you love your grandmaa?? or your grandpaa??
Who was the favorite teacher , when you were in nursery?? 

Stories played an important role in every individuals life... and I am sure it will continue the same....beyond the limits of time!! 


Monday, 26 November 2012

The times. . .


Are just excuses....!!!

You can not just keep blaming your self, and try to find out your fault every time.
One must accept the fact that, the relation is no more....And instead of blaming yourself, feel happy that the person was once the part of your life.

One can not be with you all the time... so respect the times you were together...!!!


Wednesday, 21 November 2012

अंत भला तो सब भला।।।

क्या खोया क्या पाया
राह चलते हर वक़्त खुद को तनहा पाया

यूँ तो हे दिलासे बोहोत देने वाले
पर कितने हे इनमे अंत तक साथ चलने वाले ??

सीख ... सबक ... सब याद हे मुझे 
वही सब खीच लाते हे मुझे अक्सर
वरना तो फ़िसूल ही हे सब
अपना .... पराया .....
क्या रखा हे इन सब में ??

जाते वक़्त तो कुछ नहीं रहता हे साथ
फिर क्या करना मोह और घृणा रख कर
दो दिन याद रख कर सब भूल जायेंगे 
फिर क्यू करना ये तेरा-मेरा ??

कर सकू तो कुछ एसा कर जाऊ 
जो याद रखे हर कोई मुझे 
वरना  तो फिसूल ही हे सब
रिश्ते .... नाते .....

वो कहते हे ना ... अंत भला तो सब भला।।।

Sunday, 18 November 2012

You make it worth!!

The sky...

The rivers...

The flowers...

The rains...

The sunlight...


The sickness...

The storms...

The thunders...

The darkness...

The blue light...


They are part of our life... Either philosophical or practical, in both the ways they are equally distributed among all of us....

Its neither like.... Why me??

Nor as if.... only me??

We feel it as a curse...when all those things happens with us.... but its the same for everyone in some or another way!!
As the coin has two sides.... its sometimes heads....and sometimes tail!!

So be light divine!!

Life is beautiful ... Its Up-to you, if you can make it worth!!


Wednesday, 7 November 2012

एक नयी सुबह

एक रिवाज़
एक दस्तूर
एक प्रथा ... से जादा और कुछ नहीं//

कभी मजबूर
कभी लाचार
कभी अंधियारों में भटकती मूरत ... से जादा और कुछ नहीं//

बंद दरवाज़े
अधूरेपन ... से जादा और कुछ नहीं//

कब दस्तक देगी वो आहात एक बदलाव की,
एक हसी जो बस यादों में केद हे ... कब फिर सुनाई देगी
कब हटेंगे ये बादल आसुओं के
कब खुशियों की घटा फिर छाएगी ...

मज़बूरी की आड़ में खुद को बांधे रखना सही नहीं
ज़रूरत हे आत्म विश्वास से भरे एक बदलाव की
क्या पता वो एक कदम , एक हजारो की प्रेरणा बन जाये
और हर आँगन दीपक से जगमगाए ...

 दर्द जब खुदका हे तो आवाज़ तो उठानी ही पड़ेगी
कही एसा न हो, एक मसीहे की राह देखते - देखते ... ज़िन्दगी ही थम जाये।।।