Become what you think…

There are two kinds of people in this world – first category are those who blame their circumstances for what they are. Second are folks who get on this world, people who don’t believe in circumstances.

My life has been like this from the starting. I never went out for the right choices but instead tried to make my choices right. Sometimes it didn’t work and I had to pay a heavy price but irrespective of the result, it always provided me a self satisfaction. My motto in life is stop thinking, instead act for your dreams. If you fail to reach your goals then too you will be in a better situation then the people who fear not to act ‘coz of lack of vision and self motivation.

My ideology

All of us in this world are born because of a purpose. We are here in this world and occupy a space because of a purpose. But most of us live our whole life without even knowing the purpose of life. Living such a life is more alike being dead. Always try to locate that purpose, I am not asking you to go and look for attaining means for the NIRVANA.But just look into your own soul and ask yourself one question that for what God give you a life. I am hundred percent sure that you will get an answer. And that answer has the power to change your whole life, it will mould you into one of the finest creatures God ever created.

Under estimated..!!

I have always been under estimated, under rated and people never skipped any chance of finding any fault in me. Earlier, I used to think that I never got the chance to proof myself but now with the passing time I came to realized that life never gives any chance to anyone, but we have to grab it, snatch it and make it a way into it for our self. There's always a possibility in everything but due to our ignorance we just let it go and later on we curse God. The Almighty not only provides us an opportunity but also pass a signal to us to let us know about that chance. And now I think I am decoding all those signals right. Everything going in a best possible way. But this 'but' word hasn't left me, sometimes it resurfaces itself. I do all the work, take all the tension, make all the arrangements and then at the last moment someone else get all the applause. I am not saying that I run after material gain but it felt bad at times. You need some sort of recognition to boost up your morale. Even I am also a human being. I think my nature of being self satisfied is the root cause of it, the nature of not asking the favours and unnecessary public service may have taken the limelight from me.

Your poor nerd

Hi my life, my angel
I am nothing more than an average boy,
Neither a hero; nor a villain
I can’t promise you a luxury life,
But, a life full of happiness, full of love
Because, I am not Sharukh, I am not Amir,

I am just your poor nerd!

Angel , I can’t gift you a golden ring,
But promise to gift you a life full of lovely swing,
I can’t promise a lunch in the Oberoi,
But my fully burned pizza’s are all for you,
Angel, I can’t promise you a mertz ride,
But yeah,
we can have a long silent walk, speaking with only our eyes
because, I am not Birla, I am not Ambani,

I am just your poor nerd…!

Love will be the only thing between us,
Only words spoken will be love, love and love,
This lines aren’t like DDLJ,
Because, I am not Guljar, I am not Javed,

I am just your poor nerd !

This post ( poem) is dedicated to the mania of single-sided love stories.



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Zindagi

zindagi ek juan hain,
isse jee lo, khul ke khel lo,
darna bekar hai, ek chah bana lo,
zindadali ko apni fitrat bana lo,
zindagi ek sugandid mahak hai,
apna vatavaran khus gavar ker lo,
logo ki pervah chod, apni zndagi apni ker lo,
kaaton pe chalne ka zajba rakhna dill mein hamesha,
jindagi babul hain, koi varsch chandan ka nahi,
kal pe kam na tal, zindagi badi choti hai,
aaj hi kerle saare kam, ek pal hi bahut hain,
duniya ek rang munch hai, hum katputliyan,
iska lekak koi aur hai, hum sirf abhineta,
isse bhi puri tarah filmalo!

zindagi ek sach ki khoj hai, isse khoj lo,
verna kai aaye aur kai gaye, kya fark pada,
dur kerle agyan ke andare, gyan ki roshni mein jholo,
verna andkar ke rakshak kehloage, kabhi sukh na paoge!

aaj ke itna hii, milenge phir kabhi,
jaate jaate ek baat jaruur kahunga,
zingadi ek pustak hai
isse padna jaan lo..!

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Yaadein

kuch ulji, kuch sulji, yaadein
kuch kahi, kuch ankahi, yaadein
kuch suni, kuch unsuni, yaadein
kuch samjhi, kuch na samhji, yaadein
kuch bhuli bhishri yaad aayin hui yaadein!

yaadein woh school ki,
yaadein ab un beete hua dinno ki,
roote roote papa ka haath chodna aur miss ka thamna
aur, ek din bahut saalo baad phir se woh haath thamna chahna,

woh bachpan ke sache dost yaad aana,
woh pencil chabana aur rubber khana,
subah subah pratna mein ghanto line mein kahde rehna,

10th ke board, 11th ki masti , aur 12th ka pehla pyar yaad aana,
kuch khatti, kuch mitti, yaadein,
kuch suni, kuch unsuni. yaadein,
woh nukkad ki chai. khaste aur samsose,
woh coaching ka bunk kerna, kabhi kabhi laga bhi lena,
bagal ki seat wali ladki ka manchitr banana,
woh residency aur bhul bhulaiya ghumna,
kuch samhji, kuch na samhji, yaadein
kuch bhuli bhishri yaad aayi hui yaadein!

kya karein, kay na karein,
ghanto ispe sochna,
aur roj ek lamba sa action plan banana,
aaj bhi in yaado mein jeene ka dil kerta hain,
ek haseen si jindagi jeene ka dil kerta hai,
sayad hamari yaad kisi ko na aaye, toh kya?
apni yaadein yaad kerne ka toh jee kerta hai!!

INCLINATION

Inclination never was so hard,
It never was so swift,
free from jerks and full of faith!

Inclination towards perfection,

towards the excellence!

It hadn't been so grown up,
hadn't been so personal.

It never had the zeal to flourish,
never had the love for triumph,
Neither, it involved the feeling of togetherness,
nor the joy of being alone!

Surprisingly, it aroused from rust,
peeked in from the mud.
Creating Ruthenium in me!

Dastan 1400 panno ki....!!!

huan kuch yun, ajeeb tha, gajab tha
hamein utani padi apni kitab
mokka bhi bada sangeen tha,
mausam bhi bada rangeen tha,
kitab thi networks ki,
jisme they hum jaraa kamjor.
aisa na tha ki aata na tha kuch,
bus mauj masti ke alam mein kabhi utha na paye they hum buk,

sessional hote to chod bhi dete ek bar,
per tha semester, kerte bhi kya yaar,
lagai humne theory-- merta bhi kya na kerta ka
kholi apni buk,
kholte hi hua hamara bheje fry.
kehne ko sirf the 4 chapter's per 1400 panno mein vo the ekatrit yaar,
iss tarah mbd se chakraborthy, aur chakroborthy se mbd mein ulje,
ki din se raat, raat se subah ho gai ,
kuch bhi palle na pada hamar.

Hillary bhai ko hui na Everest fatah kerne per itni khushi
jitni hui hame filter aur foster form padne per,
superposition aur laplace ne hila ke rakh dia humein,
per jaise taise course kiya khatm maine

socha kitna acha hota,
khol sakte parisha mein kitab
per kerte bhi kya janab,
na bhaddal aur na ptu rakta tha humse itifaq,

dosto le lo ek salah
agar nahi jagna chahte ho ullu ki tarah,
toh padha karo roj, ache vidyarti ki tarh..!!!!

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