Koi Humein Bhi Pasand Karte Yun....

Koi humein bhi pasand karte yun.....
Ki ruh tak hum usse mehsoos kar paate.....
daaman-sang hum us mein bheeg jaate....
Ki bas unke pehlu mein, hum simat ke reh jaate.....

Koi humein bhi pasand karte yun.....
Ki waqt bhi thehar jaata...
kuch hairani,
kuch jalan,
kuch bekhayaali mein.... :-)

Koi humein bhi pasand karte yun.....
Bina kisi sawaaliya nishan ke...
Bina kisi shikwa, kisi gila ke.....

Koi humein bhi pasand karte yun.....
ki hum woh kuch-kuch hain, jiski unko chaahat hain....
Aur pasand karte usse bhi jyaada.....
ki hum woh bhi kuch-kuch hain, jisse woh ab tak bekhabar, betakkalluf hain... :-)

Humse woh kabhi hairan hote, kabhi pareshan bhi hote.....
Hamari harkaton par tajjub karte, haans dete, daant bhi dete....
par Koi humein bhi pasand karte yun....
ki humse kabhi woh judaa naa ho pate...

Aur kaafi hota, unke liya, hamara 'hona'.....

Kisi parde, kisi mukhavte ki woh sifarish naa karte.....
'humein' badalne ki woh zara si koshish naa karte.....

hamari talaash ko ek mukaam mil jaata......
hamare hone ko ek payaam mil jaata.....
koi humein bhi pasand karte yun.....koi humein bhi pasand karte yun.....

Break-Out ; Break-Out

Break-out , break out of your comfort zone and face It

The world is cruel, the world is hard,

But It is worth to give it a haul.

It overthrows you in more ways than one..

Tosses you about and churns you inside-out.

But bid your time, await your chance,

And you will get a chance to hit right back.

Break the barriers and test your limits,

You might survive, you might die...

Just be a animal and think like one,

And then being killed would seem as much fun.

When u were born, the umbical cord tried to cut short

what had not yet begin...yet u snapped free...you broke out.....

Slash every bond, smash every door....

Go out and face it all.

It is worth living..

It is worth living...
if only u give it a try.....
Look at the leaf that sways on the tree and as happily floats away on the river.....
What is its purpose..what did it achieve....
Who remembered it......who cried for it.....

My dear friend, it is happy, because it was......

U can look at it as...
A non existent entity....among the infinite leaves around....
Only making a tiny-weeny amount of food for itself.....
Living for itself, dying for itself...

Or u may look at it as....
It was a leaf, a tender leaf.......
Company to the giant tree,a support to the blooming bud...
Shelter to the birds, the insects, to u and to me....
The pedestal for a dew-drop...:-)

Just think what it had, just think what it chose to make..
And you would know the secret to a happy life....

Be what you are, strive to remain what you are....
You are the eternal Buddha, the spirit, the One....
You are everything, you are everyone....

Spread out your wings and it is yours to take.....
Tuck in and it is yours to lose....

Live for yourself, die for yourself and the One would be glad to have made you :-))

Love,like Religion, they are both the same

Love, like Religion, they are both the same.
Oh, both go back a long long way...
Right at the birth of the Universe.
They are the reason we exist, we flourish..

Oh and Dont worry, science and sex, they are just, by the way...

Religion is the reason ppl create miracles...
Well a very few chosen do...
Love is the reason ppl create babies...
A miracle that the every rest of us can claim to do...

There's Christ and Krishna; there's Romeo and Juliet...
There's Bible and Geeta; There's Shakuntal and Cleopatra...
Our saviours, our epics, our pasts and our futures ?

Cut down to the mundane and there it lies...
Religion on a dusty bookshelf...
Love on a rusty teddy bear..

Oh, say your prayers and follow your rituals..
Light those candles and confess your sins...
Worship the cow and worship the Stone..
Sacrifice the lamb and sacrifice the Man...

Love like crazy, love like possession...
Be jealous, be demanding, be all-giving and all-taking...
And by the way...Guard your love like the Virgin Mary..
Control your desires and swallow your tears....
Bcoz no matter when u give away, whom u giv away;
in love, Oh it is a matter of shame and lust...


Bloodsheds and killings;to protect my religion..
Lies and betrayals; thats for my new improved religion..

Bloodsheds and killings;Oh I love her (/him)
Lies and betrayals; thats for my 'new' found love
Infidelity -> Thats fashion in love...

With noble intentions and purest of hearts...
Those simple great men sought to guide us.....
Love and compassion to all-pervading...
Love and companionship to that someone special...

It is your path, it is my journey...
We labour together, and yet travel alone...
Your deepest belief, your truest desire...
Love,like Religion, they are both the same...

Jo mere is dil ne kaha

Jo mere is dil ne kaha
Kuch is ghata ne bhi hai suna..
Isliye to baras gayi ye
Rim Jhim motiyon ki tarah....

Jo mere is dil ne kaha
Kuch is zameen ne bhi hai suna..
Isliye to mahak uthi ye
mere badan ke khushboo ki tarah....

Jo mere is dil ne kaha
Kuch is sooraj ne bhi hai suna..
Isliye to jal utha ye
mere dhadkan ki kashish ki tarah....

Jo mere is dil ne kaha
Kuch is rah ne bhi hai suna..
Isliye to mud gaya ye
mere hi karvato ki tarah....

Jo mere is dil ne kaha
Kuch in lehron ne bhi hai suna..
Isliye to machal gayeen ye
kuch meri hi silvaton ki tarah....

Jo mere is dil ne kaha
Kuch is chaand ne bhi hai suna..
Isliye to pighal raha ye
mere aankhon ki haya ki tarah....

Jo mere is dil ne kaha
Kuch is jahan ne bhi hai suna..
Isliye to jhoom utha ye
mere hi parchhaayi ki tarah....

Jo mere is dil ne kaha
Kuch is waqt ne bhi hai suna..
Isliye to tham gaya ye
mere hi chaahat mein bhula....

Jo mere is dil ne kaha
kuch 'tere' dil ne bhi hai suna..
Isliye to chal rahi hai saans ye
Ek jism mein ek ehsaas ki tarah....