Sunday 29 April 2012

UR the only reason

Jab bhi mai dekhu tumhe
Tumse phir pyar ho jata hai.

Tanha sa dil bekarar ho jata hai.
Ajeeb sa ehsas gudgudata hai.

Mai na jaanu ye kya hai
Moh hai kuch aur hai.

Tumse hi mere chehre hi ki khushi hai,
Tumhi se meri zindagi ki dor hai.

Har bar jab mai dekhu tumhe
Utsaah ki tarang uthti hai.

Tumse hi pyar pe yakeen hai,
Tumse hi pyar pe aitbaar hai.

Tumhara chehra hi meri khushiyo ki chaabi hai,
Tumhari hasi hi meri muskaan hai.


Saturday 28 April 2012

The Darkness

Days passes by somehow...

but nights are now wagon of pain,

injuries may heal with time,

but marks will always remain,

restless on my comfortable bed,

I toss & turn & tried to sleep,

but thoughts are bulking my head,

and have formed a huge heap,

the past is flashing & scorching light beams,

tearing me apart, breaking me at the seems,

the darkness of my life is more visible in the dark,

and now I'am giving it a word, trying to speak my heart.

THIS IS WRITTEN BY MY DEAR AND SISTER LIKE FRIEND - Kriti Khandelwal

Friday 27 April 2012

Maa to Maa hoti hai


Maa to maa hoti hai!
She is neither my mother nor my grandmother; she is my best friend mamta’s mother. I saw another face of my mother. Am so lucky to have two mothers, no one would be that fortunate as I am. I don’t feel like stranger at my friend’s home. She’s the only woman in this world on whom I can rely on after my mom.
As I said am talking about my best friend’s mom.  My friend is basically from Karnataka and speaks Tulu language. This is the funniest language I have ever heard. My friend says me this is most difficult language in south India, but I didn’t found it so difficult. I can understand what they speak and even I can speak few of words like if I have to say to someone ‘how are you?’ then ‘eenche ulle?’ and for that reply would be ‘yaan sauke ulle.’ It means ‘m fine.’  
I and my friend became friends since when I was in eight standard. But I came more close to her when we entered our graduation. On the day of our admission I met to her mom, it’s not like that I didn’t met her before but this was the turning point of my life. I did not know what god was going to gift me.
 I had experienced two kinds of food made by my two mothers, north Indian and south Indian, waste difference but tastes yummy. As a north Indian I was not habituate south Indian food, but taste of hand of my this mom made me to eat it. Now south Indian food is my favorite foods. My favourite dish is ‘Neer dosa’.
She also scolds me whenever I do anything wrong. She is so friendly with me, even she teases me like my friends teases me, And I get so shy my face turns red when a mom like lady teases.
When I shifted to new college and home she was saying me ‘will miss you, how will my daughter live without you, you both are like sisters never separated from each other.’ She also was saying ‘stay here only beta, you both study here only, my daughter will get alone without you.’
Even now also whenever I visit her, she is always glad to welcome me and says ‘beta why did you go? We miss you so much; you are like our family member.’
I don’t visit any friend or my relatives but I make sure that before leaving I’ll meet my best friend and her mom at least once.
I don’t like to drink tea, but she always forces me to have it and now I got habit of it.  She also serves me food forcefully my mom also don’t force that much, but I like everything whatever she does, she is very frank and fun loving person. I just love her.
I have another heaven in her arms.

(ADOPTED)
A MOTHER IS THE TRUEIST FRIEND WE HAVE,
WHEN TRIALS, HEAVY & SUDDEN, FALL UPON US;
WHEN ADVERSITY TAKES THE PLACE OF PROSPERITY;
WHEN FRIENDS WHO REJOICE WITH US IN OUR SUNSHINE;
DESERTS US WHEN TROUBLES THICKEN AROUND US;
STILL SHE WILL CLING TO US;
AND ENDEAVOR BY HER KIND PERCEPTS & COUNSELS TO
DISSIPATE THE CLOUD OF DARKNESS;
AND CAUSE PEACE TO RETURN TO OUR HEARTS.