friends .............
The first day in the academy
was sumthing very perplexing
I screech a bit in my hr8
but that wasn't what i want
I met many foreigners there
but there was no one for the word of credance
then i heard a calmarous tune
something that i will enjoy every noon
it reminded me of some bond
the bond which kept me recharging on and on
the bond which i cant precise of
whether it was dry or was it sublime
it kept me invigorating all time
it was the bond held together by notions nd sentiments
i couldn't understand....
was it a relationship or a illusion that we shared ?
The day i passed my academy
I realised the bonding we shared
It was nothing but the bonding of
FRIENDS
PALS
MATES
FOREVER:))
which will never DIE
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
A poem
khoyi aas
main thi badi udaas
jaise thi ek mari hui aas
dar tha mujhey kisi baat ka
mere dil ki dhadkane khone ka
lagta tha dar bada mujhey
aisi baatein soch ke
karti phir main kisi aur cheez ki baat
par phir wohi dhamake jhanjhor dete mere khwaab
khwaabo ko main udane deti
par wohi cheekhein mujhey sunai deti
lagta mujhey akelapan sa
par nayi subah uda deta meri saari khta
deta woh apni kirano ka gyaan
aur phir lata wohi nayi sunahri subah
udata mere khwaabo ko aur ooncha
lata sabke chehro par muskurahat
par abhi bhi tha andar se man khokla
jaise ho koi khaali matka
in dhamako ko koi diwali banao
aur kar do in cheekho ka swar mein parivartan
main thi badi udaas
jaise thi ek mari hui aas
dar tha mujhey kisi baat ka
mere dil ki dhadkane khone ka
lagta tha dar bada mujhey
aisi baatein soch ke
karti phir main kisi aur cheez ki baat
par phir wohi dhamake jhanjhor dete mere khwaab
khwaabo ko main udane deti
par wohi cheekhein mujhey sunai deti
lagta mujhey akelapan sa
par nayi subah uda deta meri saari khta
deta woh apni kirano ka gyaan
aur phir lata wohi nayi sunahri subah
udata mere khwaabo ko aur ooncha
lata sabke chehro par muskurahat
par abhi bhi tha andar se man khokla
jaise ho koi khaali matka
in dhamako ko koi diwali banao
aur kar do in cheekho ka swar mein parivartan
life of a assasin
A boy of 3 yr saw his mother getting raped by a well known political figure just for his own greedy, selfish and desperate needs which were 2 b fulfilled in any case either by hook or by crook .the child saw his father taking his last breaths .his mother was announced dead after sometime his father died .both his parents were no more in this world he was left all alone to face this selfish world.
The boy was taken to a orphanage by a lady who used to live near his house . He was brought up in the orphanage by a nun named Mother Mary . She used 2 treat him as her own child she was a caring lady by nature .After some days even this lady lost her life in some communal rights which took place in his city . the boy now had no one to share his feelings with.
After few years he grew up nd now he was a young man of 20 yrs having a great physique. There was fire in his eyes . this fire was nothing but the fire of grudge . the blood flowing through his body boiled up on listening about any political figure . he just hated all the political figures and anything related to it .for taking out his grudge he became an “ASSASIN”
He was not a assisin in true sense but was a innocent child of 3 yrs who saw his parents taking there last breaths before him . he was just a child of 3 yrs a innocent child whose age was of playing with toys he saw his parents dying before him . he could do nothing but only see his parents dying ….. but now he was a young man or boy ….he had the right of speech ….nd had the power of gun and bullets with him.
He found a new job the job of a assassinator he started killing all the politicians one by one . he now became a popular figure he took the first position in all the new paper he became the most wanted . one day he came across the man due to whom he lost his family . he didn’t knew what to do? how to react ?what step to take next? He did nothing but went back home .he prepared a full fledge plan to kill that man . the man who killed his family, the man due to which he suffered many sleepless nights …..the man who made him an assassin .
On the very next day the boy decided to go to the politician house with the aim of killing him . the boy fitted a bomb inside his body so that no bodyguards could make the bomb out .the boy went inside to meet the politician . when he reached the doorstep of his house he switched on the bomb . he shook hand with the politician nd there it was………….. there was nothing leaft but the dead bodies of 2 people …….one of a great politician and the other who was better known as a assassinator
The boy was taken to a orphanage by a lady who used to live near his house . He was brought up in the orphanage by a nun named Mother Mary . She used 2 treat him as her own child she was a caring lady by nature .After some days even this lady lost her life in some communal rights which took place in his city . the boy now had no one to share his feelings with.
After few years he grew up nd now he was a young man of 20 yrs having a great physique. There was fire in his eyes . this fire was nothing but the fire of grudge . the blood flowing through his body boiled up on listening about any political figure . he just hated all the political figures and anything related to it .for taking out his grudge he became an “ASSASIN”
He was not a assisin in true sense but was a innocent child of 3 yrs who saw his parents taking there last breaths before him . he was just a child of 3 yrs a innocent child whose age was of playing with toys he saw his parents dying before him . he could do nothing but only see his parents dying ….. but now he was a young man or boy ….he had the right of speech ….nd had the power of gun and bullets with him.
He found a new job the job of a assassinator he started killing all the politicians one by one . he now became a popular figure he took the first position in all the new paper he became the most wanted . one day he came across the man due to whom he lost his family . he didn’t knew what to do? how to react ?what step to take next? He did nothing but went back home .he prepared a full fledge plan to kill that man . the man who killed his family, the man due to which he suffered many sleepless nights …..the man who made him an assassin .
On the very next day the boy decided to go to the politician house with the aim of killing him . the boy fitted a bomb inside his body so that no bodyguards could make the bomb out .the boy went inside to meet the politician . when he reached the doorstep of his house he switched on the bomb . he shook hand with the politician nd there it was………….. there was nothing leaft but the dead bodies of 2 people …….one of a great politician and the other who was better known as a assassinator
Thursday, November 27, 2008
The things going on in INDIA
28 nov 2008
Its been 2 days now innocent people r dying like anything what is our govt. doing i really cant understand i cant stand it anymore .close to 24 hrs after the audicious terror attacks ,security forces were on thursday engaged in a grim battle to flush out terrorists holed up in 2 luxury hotels and a jewish residental complex where more than 200 people including foreigners were trapped as hostages or used as human shields .
Taj mahal palace and tower hotels where security operations against terrorists were going has set up a halp line for its guests .the no r as follows : 022-66574322,022-66574372.
Three of our brave police officers including chief ATS HEMANT KARKARE ,encounter specialist VIJAY SALASKAR and additional comissioner ASHOK KAMTE died on duty in wednesday's terror attacks. I pray for their holy souls. I guess if soon our government dont take some serious action for this ,all of us are in the mouth of dead .
Its been 2 days now innocent people r dying like anything what is our govt. doing i really cant understand i cant stand it anymore .close to 24 hrs after the audicious terror attacks ,security forces were on thursday engaged in a grim battle to flush out terrorists holed up in 2 luxury hotels and a jewish residental complex where more than 200 people including foreigners were trapped as hostages or used as human shields .
Taj mahal palace and tower hotels where security operations against terrorists were going has set up a halp line for its guests .the no r as follows : 022-66574322,022-66574372.
Three of our brave police officers including chief ATS HEMANT KARKARE ,encounter specialist VIJAY SALASKAR and additional comissioner ASHOK KAMTE died on duty in wednesday's terror attacks. I pray for their holy souls. I guess if soon our government dont take some serious action for this ,all of us are in the mouth of dead .
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