SANTUSTI………

Have you ever thought what is the root cause of happiness… why there is so much of dissatisfaction even after getting the whole world at ours dispose… why we are not happy even after getting the things we want… one wish completed and chase for the another starts… The key to live happily I feel is being contented… Sometimes people say that being contended stops your growth and one becomes stagnant… but I feel that being contened lets you enjoy your life in a better manner… and only after being Mentally Happy one can achieve the other goals in life….

SANTUSTI………

Kis trishna ke aage pichhe
Tu bhag raha hai aye Manav
Is chhan bhangur sansar me
Kyo kho gaya tu aye manav

Aaya tu is sansar me jis pal
Kyo bhool gaya ki hai jana
Jama kiya jo dhan jan parijan
Kyo bhool gaya sab hai khona

Kyo khone ka dukh haavi hai
Tere pane ke such ke upar
Kyo pane ka aand nahi
Pa ke bhi ye jug sara

Hai paas tere samander sara
Phir bhi tu pyasa kyo hai.
Pa ke bhi sansar sara muthi me
Aur pane ki abhilasha kyo hai

Ye sansar to kshan bhangur hai
Mitti ka hai tu pyala
Aaj gadha kal toot jayega
Yu kaal ki hai prabal jwala

Jo jeena hai santust ho jile
Jeevan ka aanad utha
Na jaane kab Yum aa jayega
Aur tu ho jayega Jaanewala….

Living Life as there is no tomorrow helps one better understand the Life and lets one live in a satisfied and moral way…

YE WAQT- KAL AUR AAJ.....

So coming out of exile… of almost one and half month… quite a long gap… but ya.. quite busy as well.. So busy that even didn’t get the time to pen down my thought… they wre coming in my mind,…. A spontaneous reaction to the happenings… but somehow stuck in my mind only… unable to explain…

So many things written on thepiece of papers that I got… lost most of them… I found one today while checking my papers… written way back… adjactly cant remember when… but ya its sure that I was trying to correlate the childhood days with the present one…


“ Ek waqt tha jab
Waqt pankh laga ke udta tha
Nani ki kahaniya
Pyari lagti thi
Wo haste chehrein
Aankhon mein chamkte jugnoo
Unchuwa, ankaha sa
Bebaak bholapan
Jab tapakta tha chehre se……
Bachpane ka wo daur
Jaha sapno ke pichhe nai
Un rang birangi titliyon ke
Pichhe bhagte the hum
Bina kisi ranjish
Bina kissi gum ke……

Aur ek ye waqt hai pahar sa
Jo jitna bhi gujar jaye
Hathon mein baki hi rehta hai
Ayyari ki chamak Aankhon mein
Chehron ke piche chehre chipaye log
Betuke se sapno ke pichhe
Badhawas se bhagte log
Jo bhool jate hain ki
Unke sapno ke rang kaun the…
Ye daur jaha masumiyat
Pash pash ho jati hai
Khudgarji se takra ke
Ye daur Jaha sab kuch pa ke bhi
Zindgi thahar si jati hai
Jahan sapne itne bade hai ki
Logon ke wazood unmein
Kho se jate hai……”