वो भी क्या दिन थे
पढ़ते थे जब हम क, ख, ग और ए बी सी डी
तब चड़ना भी ना सीखा था हुमने जमाने की सीडी
कमजोर कंधों पर था पुस्तको का भार
खाते थे रोज स्कूल मे टीचर की फटकार
रोज सुबह उठते थे जल्दी पकड़ने स्कूल की बस
इस डर से की बस छूट ना जाए त्यागा हमने अपना आलस
जब बजती थी स्कूल मे छुट्टी की घंटी
भागते थे खिड़की वाली जगह घेरने के लिए मे और बंटी
घर पहुँचकर खाते थे जब माँ के हाथ का खाना
तब माँ कहती थी बड़े होकर हमे भूल ना जाना
मे कहता था मा से
अपने दिल के एहसास से
हो जाए इंसान चाहे कितना भी बड़ा
माँ ना होती तो कैसे होता वोह अपने पैरो पर खड़ा……
वो धुंधली यादें बचपन की
जब जन्मा तो रो रहा था
घुटने और हतेलियों के बाल चल रहा था
पिता की उंगली पकड़कर चलना सीख रहा था
मा की गोद मे सो रहा था;
माँ से बोलता कब मे बड़ा होऊँगा
कब मे औरो की तरह काम करूँगा
माँ मुस्कुराती और कहती, बचपन है यह बड़ा अनोखा
जब होगे बड़े तो होगा कदम कदम पर धोका
रह जाएँगी बस इस बचपन की धुंधली यादें
फिर बोलॉगे हे मा! मेरा बचपन लौटा दे…
Quotes_उद्धरण
“Degrees don’t matter, but the degree of work does.”
“Most of the girls are inherently stupid, especially ones reading this quote.”
“Blue collars burdened in inflation and White collars sound even after recession.”
“The difference between premarital and post-marital night life is that, before marriage I used to sleep single on a single-bed and now I am sleeping single on a double-bed.”
“A man with no principles, ethics, self-respect and dignity is only a Homo Sapiens, but not HUMAN.”
DIPLOMACY
“I am happy to be knocked out of the competition, neither I want to see anyone’s bottom and nor want others to see mine.”
Aarakshan
After being inspired by Mr. Azim Premzi’s comments on the reservation, I have thought of elaborating the discussion on the reservation scenario in India. Our constitution says “Right to Equality”; yes we are equal till we are in school when there is no conspicuous competition for seats. After that, the policy made by the Indian Government regarding reservation makes us not at all equal. The one (say Mr. C) who does not even break the seal of the Entrance Examination paper (by doing it, he may get negative marks), gets admission in top government colleges. He is the one who enjoys whole college life, drinking and partying; using scholarship money for buying laptops so that Counter Strike can be played. On the other hand, there is another person; I will call him Mr. NC, who hails from a poor family and even after getting much better rank than Mr. C gets a lower branch. Mr. C sits for the placement for only government companies (he knows, govt. Is father-in-law of him), gets a job easily by just singing a song or reciting a poem. I bet William Shakespeare and William Wordsworth will be envious. Mr. NC is not given govt. Job and finally he has to resort to some private job with package much lower than Mr. C’s, since Mr. C is more talented and an all rounder. Mr. NC thought that at least in CAT examinations in which aptitude is checked, I would be having an upper hand; but was unaware that the hand will be axed by the government’s son-in-laws. Mr. NC gets 99.7 percentile, where as Mr.C gets an excellent 90 percentile and gets admission in Top B Schools of India. Now, he will leave the government job too, which should have been given to Mr. NC. Now Mr. C is having both jobs and IIM; whereas Mr. NC has nothing but he just wishes the God that persons like me should be either prodigies or wealthy , but not being ME.
P.S.: Mr. C: CATEGORY
Mr. NC: Non- Category
For frequent tears have run the colors from my Life
Because of my satirical behavior you rile
Despite the quarrels we reconcile;
Somnolent nights of dreaming
I know i am rhapsodizing.
In the dark night
You come closer to my sight
Like a bird you took a flight
Again you are out of my sight
Now feeling lonely amidst constellation,
Popping wounds in my heart
Require your healing sensation.
I know u r far apart
Walking on the street, many miles to be counted
I won’t go back to the start.
Please come back I need you
Won’t hurt you again, I love you
This Cruel world:
The person is now called blind
Who can see someone kind
Blue collars burdened in inflation
White collars sound even after recession
The poor live with false hopes and full of deceptions;
Even the moon is very far away from constellations.
How can a common man relax?
Getting bald on how to save tax
I am not deaf and dumb
The cruelty of this world has left me numb
Kill me before this cruel world kills me
Else I will be the next person to supplicate “HELP ME”.
Give us new Light..
Sitting on the rock under the blue sky;
Oh! Those beautiful birds, how did they fly?
Touching the limitless sky, how did they try?
We used to be like birds;
Used to walk together in herds.
The whole day gone dwelling
It’s time to say goodbye.
Now it’s a dark night;
I see the street dogs, how they fight
Why the humans have become dogs?
Why can’t they become birds?
Why can’t they touch the Zenith?
This night is never gonna end;
Somebody, please somebody, give us a new light….
COLLEGE SONG
From nursery to inter
From summer to winter;
From mom’s food to mess food
From sincere lad to cool dude;
From chess to dota
From I to iota;
From percentage to CPI
From + – to sigma and pi;
From bhaiya to “bro” and bhen to “sis”
From smile to “kiss” and shy to “piss”;
From “namaste” and “pranam” to “hi” and ” hello”
From RK Narayan and Premchand to Chetan Bhagat and Paulo Coelho;
From boost and bournvita to cocktails
Savita bhabhi is all over the fairy tales……….
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