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meenukareena.rediffiland.com/
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Karti hun pyar itna, tumhare bina reh nahi sakti.
Tum bin hun main adhuri, tum bin hun main akeli, jeena
hai sirf tumhari hokar, tum bin zindagi guzar nhi sakti.
Bahut yaad karti hun tumhe, har pal yaad aate ho tum,
akeli hokar bhi akeli nhi hoti, har pal saath khade nazar aate ho tum.
Tanhaiyon main tumhari aawaz sunai deti hai, udasi main
tumhari hasi sunai deti hai, “tum khush to main khush” issi main apni khushi
dikhai deti hai.
Majboor ho jana chahti hun tumhare pyar ki wajah se, bana
dena chahti hun isse apni kamzori, chahe tum ya chahe main kitni hi koshish
karlein, alag na ho payein kabhi chahkar bhi.
Ye waqt hai behad khoobsurat, isse sunder koi pal nhi, ek
dusre par marte hain hum, kisi aur ki hume zarurat nhi.
Kitna pyar hai tumse, likhna chahti hun deewaron par, koi
nazar na laga de hamare junoon ko, taale laga dena chahti hun sabki nigahon
par.
Tumhara aur apna naam likhna hai mujhe patharon par, hawa
ka jhoonka, pani ki lehrein, na asar daal sakein shabdon ki lakeeron par.
Umar bhar naam ko hum padhein, ur jaane ke baad naam amar
rahe, hum dono ka pyar kabhi kam na ho, hum dono ka pyar amar rahe……
meenakshi.
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a relation...
A relation so beautiful Started a few years back
Has five years to complete
Seems already completed
Lots of dreams have been seen
A lot many left to see
Has five years to complete
Seems already accomplished
Age is just twenty years
Still time to get each others forever
Has five years to get married
Seems already exchanged the rings
“Ye rishta hai bahut pyara sa Kahin nazar na lag jaye isse
Nazaron mein aane me hain panch saal abhi
Par ye kya..kisi ki nazar lag gayi isse..”
Someone came suddenly in ‘her’life
Just like an “ordinary friend”
Lots of questions rose in ‘his’ mind
And he stood up at her against
Lots of questions he asked A lot many she answered
With every answer a new allegation
She was tired and hassled
Relation with no space for distrust
Was now a thing of his suspect
Relation full of love till brim
Was now a relation of formality for him
Every time she talked to him She found his eyes full of questions
She found herself full of guilt
she has to stay with it, no other option
She accepted her mistake of being with ‘the person" too friendly
But what was it she could do, to change the history
He was not ready to accept and forgive her After all he loved her a lot, never expected this from
her
They both could not take this relation of formality
anymore Decided to broke up and said…”we can be together no more,
we can be together no more…”
Meenakshi.
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......
DO YOU KNOW…??
I read these really
interesting facts somewhere, so thought of sharing with you all..
Do you know…..???
1. Hippopotomonstrosesqippedaliphobia
is the name of the fear of long words.
2. ‘I am’ is the
shortest complete sentence; ‘rhythm’ is a word without vowel. ‘Facetious’ is a
word with vowel in ascending order and ‘subcontinental’ is a word with vowel in
descending order.
3. The sentence ‘quick
brown fox jumps over the lazy dog’ comprises of every letter in the English
alphabet.
4. English has the
largest vocabulary of about 8,00,000 words. The longest word in the English
language is 1909 letters long, and it refers to a distinct part of a DNA.
5. The Indian epic
Mahabharata contains about three million words.
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glitter-graphics.com
Thanks everybody for such wonderful birthday wishes..i just love my iland freinds...
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Blogging
I heard somewhere that if you want to get your views across, flaunt
your knowledge, share your passion for something with others or simply want to
vent, become a blogger...!! Its cool, fun and easy..!!
But is it really easy..?? well...I don’t think so...i thought it
would be but its actually not so. Everyone from a college student to a
corporation is in it. In fact several celebrities like Paris Hilton, Mariah
Carey, Anna Kournikova and Pamela Anderson have their own blogs. Closer to
home, Bollywood biggies like Shah Rukh Khan, Rani Mukherjee and even Jagjit
Singh have been bitten by the blogging bug. Now it seems easy..!!
The word, blog, is an abbreviation of web log, which basically is a
technically superior form of a web diary or an online journal. Its like keeping
a record of our personal diary, online...and the best thing is that it does not
require the site owner to be tech savvy. Probably that is the reason why there
are over three million blogs on the internet today....!!!
It is not starting a blog that is difficult, but maintaining one.
Most people cannot manage that and abandon their blogs after sometime.
But I guess there should not be any problem because you can blog on
just about any topic-love, poetry, politics, current affairs, films, photographs
or personal life. And this we can see around us as well. A few of my friends on
iland are really talented and they do not forget to share their day to day
activities with ilanders, not forgetting to mention the name...that’s - Shefa,
iam sure almost every body know her and if at all u don’t..she is added to my
favorites..!!
Anyways that’s all I know about blogging and this is all I can tell
you...so keep smiling, blogging and commenting..!!
Bbyeee...!!!
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The train incident
“As we rush as we rush in the train,
The trees and the houses go wheeling back,
But the starry heavens above the plain
Come flying on our track”
These lines held my thoughts when I was on my way to Kashmir by Jammu Tavi from Delhi. What a pleasant weather it was, not only outside the windows but inside the train as well.
Children were brimming with life and laughter, as the joyous morning, inviting others to join. On my way I saw beautiful mountains covered with the blanket of pure white cotton.., flowering mustard field, pale..pale like melting gold, as if swept across miles making river a yellow light. It was an overnight wend. All the beautiful stars of sky, forests of night, warms and flies became the companion of our flight. The earth was slipping from our feet. The sky started removing its dark star studded blanket and took us to the sparkling silver sunshine.
But God had made everything for a short span of time. Everything changed as we heard the sound of bullet. Everybody became silent as if someone had died. Suddenly, a few men clad in black entered the compartment. They had been in the train from the beginning of the journey, but no one knew about them. This morning they attacked quickly and unexpectedly. They possessed arms and armaments. Everybody in the train started shouting. The long beard terrorist shot with his gun in the air. Everything went silent but this silence again got interrupted by the shuddering cry of women and children. They ordered us to surrender all our jewelries and cash. A young man denied of doing so. The reward of denying was a bullet. He was SHOT DEAD. His father and elder brother could not endure this. They attacked on that man violently and doggedly. On seeing them, other people came into aggression. They became hostile, unprovoked and forceful like a mad torrent trying to swap everyone in its way. Seeing such a crowed coming towards them to kill them, they ran helter-skelter in terror. Someone had already phoned the police and I had pulled the chain. The train stopped, police came and they returned all the jewelry and money they had looted. Everyone embraced each other with fear and trembling in their hearts. We all were happy because everything became all right but sad because of the death of the young man.
We were in the situation of a father whose daughter is getting married. The father is happy because he feels his daughter is now settling in her life but at the same time he feels sad for he will get far from her. We all consoled the family of that man.
Finally we reached the HEAVEN OF EARTH, The exotic Kashmir. Everybody was trying to forget the train incident as if it was a nightmare but I drew this dream in my diary....!!!
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Words Of Optimism..
Let not grief Or hurt embitter Life which is so very brief:
Can’t you see the glad sun glitter
On the leaf
And the stone ?
Can’t you hear the small bird twitter
Merrily, alone ?
Never be
Bruised or broken
By life’s hollow misery,
Dark deeds done or harsh words spoken.
All men’s deeds and all men’s ex-pressions
Are as shadows which are done
When the sad heart wakes and heaves
To the joy of singing birds
And the hush of green-lit leaves
Under the white-climbing sun.
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Jai Maa Saraswati
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Just wanted to say...
Some of my next posts are the ones made by me wen i was in my school. Most of the people like it wen i show them my school "Drawing File".So i thought why not share them with my iland freinds....For most of you it may be bad or not very very creative but for me these are..cute,sweet and good...,for they remind me of my childhood...!!!
To see my sketches pls browes through the categories...!!
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