Movies I watched

Shaitan	19 September 2011 Sunday	my view
Bol	18 September 2011 Sat	my view
Bodyguard	11 September 2011 Sun	my view
Dharti	21 August 2011 Sunday	my view
Aarakshan	13 August 2011 Sunday	my view
I Am Kalam	7 August 2011 Sunday	my view
Gandhi To Hitler	31 July 2011 Sunday	my view
Pipli live	24 July 2011	my view
Welcome To Sajjan pur	11th June Saturday	my view
Udaan	4th June Saturday	my view

Wonderful simile by Swami Vivekananda

We find lot many examples about Love, I feel that the only way we can create / develop / retain / pass it through once sacrifice not of by calculating our own good deeds but by
counting others deeds instead. Fantastic Simile, we can understand,

I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me. Once when we were sitting at the edge of a swimming pool, she filled the palm of her hand with some water and held it before me, and said this: 'You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love.'

This was how I saw it: As long as you keep your hand caringly open and allow it to remain there, it will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers round it and try to possess it, it will spill through the first cracks it finds.

This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love...they try to posses it, they demand, they expect... and just like the water spilling out of your hand, love will retrieve from you .

For love is meant to be free, you cannot change its nature. If there are people you love, allow them to be free beings.

# Give and don't expect.
# Advise, but don't order.
# Ask, but never demand.

It might sound simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime to truly practice. It is the secret to true love. To truly practice it, you must sincerely feel no expectations from those who you love, and yet an unconditional caring.'

शायद ज़िन्दगी बदल रही है

शायद ज़िन्दगी बदल रही है

जब मैं छोटा था, शायद दुनिया

बहुत बड़ी हुआ करती थी..
मुझे याद है मेरे घर से "स्कूल" तक

का वो रास्ता, क्या क्या नहीं था वहां,

चाट के ठेले, जलेबी की दुकान,

बर्फ के गोले, सब कुछ,
अब वहां "मोबाइल शॉप",

"विडियो पार्लर" हैं,

फिर भी सब सूना है..
शायद अब दुनिया सिमट रही है...
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जब मैं छोटा था,

शायद शामें बहुत लम्बी हुआ करती थीं...

मैं हाथ में पतंग की डोर पकड़े,

घंटों उड़ा करता था,

वो लम्बी "साइकिल रेस",वो बचपन के खेल,

वो हर शाम थक के चूर हो जाना,
अब शाम नहीं होती, दिन ढलता है

और सीधे रात हो जाती है.
शायद वक्त सिमट रहा है..

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जब मैं छोटा था,

शायद दोस्ती

बहुत गहरी हुआ करती थी,
दिन भर वो हुजूम बनाकर खेलना,

वो दोस्तों के घर का खाना,

वो लड़कियों की बातें,

वो साथ रोना...

अब भी मेरे कई दोस्त हैं,पर दोस्ती जाने कहाँ है,

जब भी "traffic signal" पे मिलते हैं

"Hi" हो जाती है,

और अपने अपने रास्ते चल देते हैं,
होली, दीवाली, जन्मदिन,

नए साल पर बस SMS आ जाते हैं,
शायद अब रिश्ते बदल रहें हैं..
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जब मैं छोटा था, तब खेल भी अजीब हुआ करते थे,
छुपन छुपाई, लंगडी टांग, पोषम पा, कट केक, टिप्पी टीपी टाप.
अब internet, office, से फुर्सत ही नहीं मिलती..
शायद ज़िन्दगी बदल रही है.
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जिंदगी का सबसे बड़ा सच यही है.. जो अक्सर कबरिस्तान के बाहर बोर्ड पर लिखा होता है...

"मंजिल तो यही थी, बस जिंदगी गुज़र गयी मेरी यहाँ आते आते"
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ज़िंदगी का लम्हा बहुत छोटा सा है...
कल की कोई बुनियाद नहीं है
और आने वाला कल सिर्फ सपने में ही है.. अब बच गए इस पल में..
तमन्नाओं से भरी इस जिंदगी में हम सिर्फ भाग रहे हैं.. कुछ रफ़्तार धीमी करो, मेरे दोस्त,

और इस ज़िंदगी को जियो...
खूब जियो मेरे दोस्त, 
और औरों को भी जीने दो :)