MAIN....

MAIN SAMJHA THA KI KHATAM MERI DAASTA HUI, VOH PALAT KAR OR BHI LAMBI KAHANI KAR GAYA......

SOCHA....

Socha nahi acha bura dekha suna kuch b nahi...

manga khuda se raat din tere siva kuch b nahi...

dekha tujhe socha tujhe chaha tujhe puja tujhe,

meri Khata meri wafa teri Khata kuch b nahi...

jis par hamari aankh ne moti bichaye raat bhar,

bheja wahi kaagaz use hamne likha kuch b nahi...

" EHSASA "

Kab Ho Qubuliyat Ki Ghadi Naa Jane

Tumhe Har Dua Me Maangna Chahti Hoon

Ho Jao Tum Mere Aur Mein Tumhari

Har Pal Bass Yahi Ehsaas Chahti Hoon

Tum Se Hi Ki Bass Mohabbat Mein Ne

Apni Saari Zindagi Sang Tumhara Chahti Hoon

Haq Ke Sath Kahoun Tumhe Mein Apna.......

Tum Se Bas Mein Aaj Yahi Raza Chahti Hoon.....

POORA CHAND....

Tanha Tanha lagta hai aadhi raat ka "POORA CHAND"
dil sey baatein karta hai aadhi raat ka "POORA CHAND"
us k pyaar me khoye hum us ki khatir roye hum
deikh k akser hansta hai aadhi raat ka "POORA CHAND"
Ek din thi tanhayi bahut yaad tumhari aai bahut
bilkul tum sa lagta haiaadhi raat ka "POORA CHAND

ANKHO ME....

Ankho me raha dil me utar ke nahi dekha,

Kishti ke musafeer ne samandar nahi dekha.

Jis din se chala hu meri manzil par nazar hai,

Aankho ne kabhi mil ka patthar nhi dekha.

Ye fool mujhe koi virasat me mile hain,

Tum ne mera kato bhara bistar nhi dekha.

Patthar mujhe kehta hain mera chahane wala,

Mai mom hu chukar nahi dekha.

HUNAR.......

Chehare badalne ka hunar mujh me nahi,

Dard dil me ho to hasne ka hunar mujh me nahi,

Mai to aaiena hu, tujh se tujh jaisie hi mai baat karu,

Tut kar savarne ka hunar mujh me nahi,

Chalte chalte tham jane ka hunar mujh me nahi,

Ek baar mil ke chod jane ha hunar mujh me nahi,

Mai to dariya hu, behta hi raha,

Tufan se dar jane ha hunar mujh me nahi.

TANHA CHOD KE.....

Tanha chhod ke chal diye jaane kyun

Dil ke tukre hazaar kiye jaane kyun

Najane kya khata huyi humse

Diya pyaar ka ye sila jaane kyun

Naadan dil madhosh hua nasha-e-pyaar mein

Kuch hosh na raha jaane kyun

Saare chitaayein jala di armaano ki

Par tasveer dil se na mita paaye jaane kyun

Tukre tukre huye sapne mere saare

Ashq na baha paaye jaane kyun

Yaadon ke saare chiraag bhuja diye humne

Phir bhi bhula na paaye use jaane kyun

Ab bhi hai intezaar ko unke laut aane ka

Dil ke kisi kone mein basi hai aas jaane kyun

KISI KI YAAD ME.....

Kisi ki yaad dil me hai, Koi ahsaas baki hai,

Badalte mausam ke darmiyan, Ek raj baki hai.

Abhi to mai safar me hu, Milengi manzile mujh ko,

Magar in rasto ke darmiyan, Ek sath baki hai,

Kahi par sham dhalti hai, Kahi par raat hoti hai,

Abhi to chandi hai, Chandni raat baki hai,

Chale aao kisi din tum, Humara haal bhi dekho,

Humara jism murda hain, Magar ek saans Baki hain,

Ye hi umeed hain fir bhi, Milega wo mujhe ek din,

Khuda par hai bharosa , Or khuda ki zaad baki hai.

YE AMAR RASMO RIWAZO...

Ye amar rasmo riwazo ki bagawat hai to hai, Hume tum se mohabbat hai to hai,

Sach ko sach kehna tha to keh diya, Ab jamane bhar ko mujh se shikayat hai to hai,

Jal gaya parvana to is me shama ki kya khta, Raat bhar jalna un ki kismat hai to hai,

Kab kaha maine ki tum mil jao mujhko, Gair na ho jao bas itani hasrat hai to hai,

Door the door hai zameen aasman, Fir bhi dono me kurbat hai to hai,

Ye amar rasmo riwazo ki bagawat hai to hai, Hume tum se mohabbat hai to hai,

MERA NASEEB....

Mai teri hatheli par gar mahkun, mera naseeb,

Chhkun, kabhi bahkun, kabhi bahkun mera naseeb!

Takleef meri tera sarokar bane kyon,

Mai apni hi aankhon se jo chhalkun, mera naseeb!

Tu meri taraf dekhe , jaroori to nahi hai,

Par mai tere is rang ko dekhun, Mera naseeb!

Apno ka bharam deke, parayo ki tarah mil,

Mai apne makadjal me uljhun, mera naseeb!

Jasbat ka rishta hain, tamasha to nahi hai,

Mai is ke samandar me dubun , mera naseeb!

Tum mujhko biyabaan ke sapne sa bhula do,

Mai apne biyabaan main bhatkun, mera nasseb!

Ukhda hua nakhoon hu kuch tees to dunga,

Mai toot ke agar dhul me liptun, mera naseeb!

TUm MUJHKO ACHCHE LAGTE HO...

Ek Baat Kahoon Jo Suntey Ho?

Tum Mujh Ko Achey Lagtey Ho.
Kuch chanchal se , kuch chup chup se

Kuch pagal pagal lagtey ho

Hain chahney waaley aur buhut,

Par tum mein hai aik baat Alag.

Tum apney apney lagtey ho,

Ek Baat Kahoon Jo Suntey Ho?

Tum Mujh Ko Achey Lagtey Ho.

Yeh baat baat pe kho jaana

Kuch kehtey kehtey ruk jaana

Yeh kiss uljhan mein rehtey ho....?

Kiya baat hai hum se keh daalo

EkBaat Kahoon Jo Suntey Ho?

Tum Mujh Ko Achey Lagtey Ho

HUM NAZUK NAZUK DIL WALE....

Ham nazuk nazuk dil wale, Kabhi hanste hain kabi rote he

Kabhi dil mein khwab perote hain, Kabhi mehfil mehfil phirte hain,

Kabhi rat mein gum ho jate hain, Kabhi geet labo pe ate hain,

Kabhi chup ki mohar sajate hain, kabhi lambi tan ke sote hain,

Kabhi shubah bhar jagte rehte hain, Kabhi sabka dil behlate hain,

Kabhi khod tnha ho jate hain. Ham nazuk nazuk dil wale busapne ap mein rehte hain.

MUDDTO BAAD...

Muddto Baad Mila To Mera Naam Puch Liya Us Ne..........
Bichharte Woqt Jis Ne Kaha Tha Ki Tum Bahut Yad Aaoge...

KYOON HAI..

Aankh se aankh mila, Baat banata Kyoon hai,
Tu agar mujh se khafa hai, To chupata Kyoon hai,
Gair lagta hai, Hai na apno ki tarah milta hai,
Tu jamane ji tarah mujh ko satata kyoon hai,
Woqt ke sath halat badal jate hain,
Ye haqeeqat hai , Magar mujh ko sunata kyoon hai.

ACHCHA LAGTA HAI...

Us ke bin chup rehna achcha lagta hai,
Khamoshi se ek dard ko sehna achcha lagta hai,
Jis ki yaad me aasoon baraste hai,
Samne us ke kuch na kehna ahcha lagta hai,
Milkar us se bichad na jaye darte rehte hai,
Isliye bas dur hi rehna achcha lagta hai,
Jee chahe sari kjushiya lakar us ko de du,
Us ke pyar me sab kuch khona achcha lagta hai,
Us ka milna na milna kismat ki bat hai,
Pal pal us ki yaad me rona achcha lagta hai,
Us ke bina sari khushiya ajeeb lagti hai,
Us ki yad me ro ro kar sona achcha lagta hai,
" MOHABBAT " ki numaiesh hum se ho na saki,
Bas itna jante hain ki use pal pal yaad karna achcha lagta hai.

KYA PATA.....

Ye safar kitna kathin hain rasto ko kya pata,
Kese - kese hum bache hai hadso ko kya pata,
Ek pal me rakh kar de wo kisi ka aashiyana,
Kaise ghar banta hain bijliyo ko kya pata,
Hawaein chalti hai to kuch bhi sochti nhi,
Tutte hain ped aandhoyon ko kya pata,
Judaie kitani mushkile bada deti hai zindagi ki
Wo do pal ka sath dene walo jo kya pata.

MERI YAAD....

Kabhi usse bhi meri yaad satati hogi,Apni aankhon mein mere khawaab sajati hogi,

Wo jo har waqt khayaalon mein basi rehti hai,Kabhi to meri bhi socho mein kho jaati hogi,

Wo jiski raah mein palkein bichhi rehti hai,Kabhi mujhe bhi apne paas bulati hogi,

Labon par rehti hai wo har pal hansi bankar,Tasawar se mere, wo bhi muskuraati hogi,

Wo jo shaamil hai mere geet mere naghmo mein,Kabhi tanhai mein mujhko gun gunaati hogi,

Jiske liye mera dil beqaraar rahta hai,Mere liye apna chain bhi gawanti hogi,

Jisse izhaar-e-wafa har pal karna chahoon,Kabhi iqraar to wo bhi karna chahti hogi,

Jiske liye meri har raat hai karwat karwat,Kabhi to use bhi neend na aati hogi,

Jiski ulfat ki shama se hai mera dil roshan,Meri chahat ke wo bhi deep jalati hogi,

Ghame-e-firaaq mera hi muqadar hai ya phir,Meri judaai use bhi yuhi rulati hogi..!!

Chup reh ke u saja na dijiyega.....
Na de sake khushi, to gam hi sahi.....
Par dost bana ke u bhula na dijiyega.....

Khuda ne dost ko dost se milaya.....
Dosto ke liye dosti ka rishta banaya.....

Par kehate hai dosti rahegi us ki kayam.....
Jis ne dosti ko dil se nibhaya.....

Ab or manzil pane ki hasrat nahi.....
Kisi ki yaad me mar jane fi fitrat nahi.....

Aap jaise dost jab se mile.....
Kisi or ko dost baabne ki jaroorat nahi.

Sapno ki handi me, nindo ke chulho par,

Mere andar ka main kuch sapne pakata hain,
Jis se kuch sapne kachche reh jate hai, or kuch jal jate hai,
Or is tarah mere andar ka mai humesha bhuka reh jata hai.

"We always destroys what we loves most.
In open field or in an ambush.
Some with the lightness of love,
others with the harshness of the word.
The cowards Destroy with a kiss,
The brave with a sword. "

LOVE IS...

Love is the force mightier than the world and has,
However the most humble you can imagine "

BEST FRIEND...

Best Friend !!!

"A friend is sweet when it is new.
And it is sweeter when it is true.
But you know what?
It is sweetest when it is u. "

DOST KEHNA HI DOSTI NAHI HOTI...

Mat intzar karao hume itana
Ki woqt ke faisale par afsos ho jaye.
Kya pata kal tum lautkar aao,
Or hum khamosh ho jaye.
Durion se farak padta nahi,
Baat to dilo ki nazdikio se hoti hai.
Dosti to kuch aap jaiso se hai,
Verna mulakat to jane kitano se hoti hai.
Dil se khelna hume aata nahi,
Isliye ishq ki bazi hum haar gaye.
Shayad meri zindagi se bahut pyar tha unhe,
Isliye mujhe zinda hi maar gaye.
Man lugin aapko ruthkar to dekho,
Jod lugi aapko tutkar to dekho.
Nada hu par itani bhi nahi,
Thaam lugi aapko chhutkar to dekho.
Log mohabbat ko khuda ka naam dete hai,
Koi karta hai to ilzaam dete hai.
Kehte hai paththar dil roya nahi karte,
Or paththar ke rone ko jharne ka naam dete hai.
Bhigi aankhon se muskurane me maza or hai,
Haste haste palake bhigne me maza or hai,
Baat keh ke to koi bhi samaz leta hai,
Par khamoshi koi samjhe to maza or hai.
Muskurana hi khushi nahi hoti,
Umra bitana hi zindagi nahi hoti,
Dost ko to roj yaad karna padta hai,
Quki dost kehna hi dosti nahi hoti...

KOI EK RISHTA BANA TO SAHI TUM SE....

Chupchap kahin rakha to hai,
Ek khwaab humne dekha to hai
Kal shaam yun hi tanha baidkar
Tere bare me socha to hai,
Doobte sooraj ugte chaand par,
Tere liye paigaam bheja to hai,
Behti hawa,saagar ki lehron par,
Tera hi naam likha to hai,
Aasman ko jab gaur se dekha,
Tera hi chehra dikha humko hai,
Karib ka nahi door ka sahi,
Koi ek rishtaa banaa to SAHI TuM sAy

KE LIYE MAT AANA....

Ab agar aao to jane ke liye mat aana
Sirf ehsaan jatane ke liye mat aana

Maine palko me tamannaye saja rakhi hai
Dil me umeed ki sau shamme jala rakhi hai
Ye hassi shamme bujhane ke liye man aana

Pyar ki aag me janjeer pighal sakti hai
Chahne walo ki takdire badal sakti hai
Tum ho bebas ye batane ke liye man aana

Ab tum aana jo tumhe mujhse mohabaat hai koi
Mujhse milne ki agar tum ko bhi chahat hai koi
Tum koi rasm nibhane ke liye mat aana.

IS DIL ME TU HI HAI...

Ye pyaar kya hai ye main na janu,
Yaad aye teri main manu na manu,
Koi chuye to ehsaas to tera hi hai,
Koi chahe to khayal tera hi hai,
Baat kisi se bhi karu,
vo baat teri hi hai,
Koshish jitni bhi karu tujhe bhulne ki,
Par bhulne ki baat to kuch aur hi hai,
Mere sapne main ane vale dilbar,
Is dil main tu hi hai tu hi hai.

AB DARD BAN KE PANAPTA HAI WO PYAR WALA PAL.....

Khali botal si hain ab ye zindagi meri,
Jis me tera nasha na ho aisa jaam na do.
Tum kya rakhoge apne paas un palo ko,
Unhe lauta do par u sare aam na do.
Q samjhoge tum gam e mohabbat ka lekin,
In chalakte aasu o ko pani ka naam na do.
Woqt woqt par badalte hain ye jo tere mijaz,
Pyar mera mausam to nahi aisa ilzam na do.
Parda to tab karu jab aabroo mehfuz ho meri,
Aaiene bhi muh chupaye, aisa anjam na do.
Tum nabz ho amiri jaisie jis me koi jazbat nahi,
Tum meri khamoshiyo ko aisie nabzo ka enam na do.
Hum gum bhi hain gumsum bhi tum kaho to gumnam bhi hum,
Chal pade hain gam - e - raah par hume ab koi payam na do.
Aisa pyar kya mumkin hain jo ho " AKSHAY " sa,
Bikau nahi hai merra pyar tum is ka daam na do.

KAVITA JO ADHURI REH GAY....

Kavita jo adhuri reh gay
Ye nahi ki mai puri nahi karna chahti thi.
Par baat agar bhavnao ke shoonya hone ki hoti,
Ya shabdo ke bhav - pooran sanyojan ki hoti.
Par ye sab to hai mere sath,
Nahi hai to bas tumhari upastithi mere vajood ke sath.
Jis se kavita puri honi thi,
Aisa bhi nahi ki tumhara vajood nahi hain Parantu....
Bhavnao ke samandar me tum mere sath nahi,
Shabdo ka sanyojan mushkil ho gya trumhare bina.
Tum aksar is kavita ki baat karte the,
Jo maine tumhare liye sanyojit karna chaha tha.
Par tum kabhi samaz nahi paye,
Kabhi pad nahi paye in aankon me us kavita ko......
Kabhi meri bhavnao ko aatam - saat nahi kiya,
Ek tarfa hi sahi par gustakhi ki thi maine.
Tumhe chahne ki tum se apni kavita puri karne ki,
Bhool ki thi maine tumhe man hi man apna sarvasva man ne ki.
Bhul jan tum mujhe theek us hi tarah,
Jaise parchaie bhul jati hain vajood apna raat me.
Jhar dena tum mujhe pustak me padi,
Dhool ki tarah apne yado ke gulsahn se.
Bas ek hi kamna hain khush raho jaha bhi raho,
Humesha kadam chume safalta tumhari.
Ye kavita to adhuri rahni thi quki gustakhi meri thi,
Tumhe shabdo me bandkar.

MERI PARCHAIEYA...........

Meri parchaieya har woqt mera sath deti hain....
Lekin andhero me bhi wo mera sath chod deti hai.... bevafa sathi ki tarah...
Lekin mayus na ho mere man...
Ek din aisa aayega
Parchaieya bhi tera sath degi har woqt tere saye ki tarah....
Ab mujhe na shikayat hai na koi shikva e.... zindagi.....
Ab to teri bataie huie raho par chalna hain mujhe meri parchaieyo ke sath...

KIDHAR JAOGE....

Ghar se nikale to ho socha hai kidhar jaoge,
Har taraf tej hawae hai bikhar jaoge.
Itna aasan nahi labzo par bharosa karna,
Ghar ki dehleez pukaregi jidhar jaoge.
Shaam hote hi simat jayege sare raste,
Bahte dariya se jaha hoge thehar jaoge.
Har shahar me kuch rate kali hoti hai,
Ghar se divare juda hogi to dar jaoge.
Pehle har chiz naraz aayegi bemani si,
Or fir apni hi nazro se utar jaoge.

ZINDAGI..........

Zindgi se hamne kabhi kucch chaha hi nahin
Chaha jise bhi kabhi paya hi nahin
Jise paya use kucch yun kho diya
Jaise zindgi me kabhi koi aaya hi nahin.

YE DIL UDAS HAI BAHUT......

Ye dil udaas hai bahut

Ye dil udaas hai bahut koi paighaam hi likh do
tum apna naam na likho chalo gumnaam hi likh do
Meri kismat me gham-e-tanhai hai lekin
tamam umr na likho magar ek shaam hi likh do
Ye janta hoon ke umr bhar tanha mujhko rehna hai
magar pal do pal, ghadi do ghadi mera naam hi likh do
Chalo hum maan lete hain saza ke mustahiq thehre
koi inaam na likho, koi ilzaam hi likh do.

TERA SATH....

Mujhe zindagi me kuch or nahi, Bas tera sath chahiye.
Hatho me kuch or nahi, Bas tera hath chahiye.
Tu deepak bankar jalta rahe, Mere is aagan me.
Tu khushboo bankar mehakta rahe, Meri in sanso me.
Paa kar tujh ko kho na du, Ye tera ekraar chahiye.
Mujhe zindagi me kuch or nahi, Bas tera sath chahiye.
Hato me kuch or nah,i Bas tera hath chahiye.

Teri bahon me seer rakhkar katoon , Sari rato ko.
Teri raho me duniya ko dekhu, Surmaie ankhiyo se.
Tera karu mai tujh ko arpan, To fir hoga mujh ko kya gam.
Bas tu hi mujh se muh mod na le, Ye tera vishvas chahiye.
Mujhe zindagi me kuch or nahi, Bas tera sath chahiye.
Hato me kuch or nai, Bas tera hath chahiye.

JO MIL JAO AGAR.....

Ettefak se jo mil jao agar
To mat puchna vahi ankahe sawal nigahon se......
Kyoki meri khamoshi fir tumhe tod degi
Or main bikhar jaoogin apne sawalo ko sametate sametate...................

APNE HATHO KI LAKEERO.....

Apne hatho ki lakeero me saja le mujh ko,

Main hu tera naseeb, apna bana le mujh ko.

TERI YAAD....

Yado me teri khoye hue,
Pata hi nahi chala kab shaam ho gaie.
Ek aahat huie thodi ghabrahat huie,
Fir socha, Ab to ye baat aam ho gaie.
Roj chalti hain ye purvaie aur
Akele reh jate hain mai or meri tanhaie.
Jee karta hai tujhe apna bana lu,
Par kya kare?? Rahe itani jo viran ho gaie.
Tera khayal jab bhi aata hain,
Dil me ek sailab sa lata hain.
Jis khushi par naaz tha hame,
Wo khushi hi hum se anjan ho gaie. Kya kahu ki kya fareb khaya hai?? Galtiya kar ke to dekho,,,,, mai bhi to badnam ho gaie. Tujhse koi gila nahi mujhe, Ab to ashqk bahati aankhen bhi pareshan ho gaie. Yado me teri khoye hue,
Pata hi nahi chala kab shaam ho gaie.

TUM YAAD BAHUT AAYE THE.....

kal yaad bohat tum aaye the

kal halki halki barish thi
kal sard hawa ka raqs bhi tha

kal phool bhi nikhre nikhre the
kal un main aap ka aks bhi tha

kal badal kalay gehray the
kal chand pe lakhon pehre the

kuchhtukrre apki yaadon k
barri dair se dil main thehre the

kal yaadain uljhi uljhi thein
aur kal tak yeh na suljhi thein

kal yaad bohat tum aaye the
kal yaad bohat tum aaye the

KOUN HU MAI

KOIE TUMSE PUCHE KOUN HU MAIN, TUM KEH DENA KOI KHAS NAHI, EK DOST HAIN KACHCHA PAKAKA SA, EK ZUTE HAIN AADHA SACHCHA SA, JAZBAT KO DHAKE EK PARDA SA, EK BAHANA HAIN ACHCHA SA, JEEVAN KA EK AISA SATHI HAIN, JO DOOR HO KE PAAS NHI, KOIE TUMSE PUCHE KOUN HU MAIN , TUM KEH DENA KOI KHAS NAHI, HAWA KA EK SUHANA JHOKA HAIN, KABHI NAZUK TO KABHI TUFANO SA, SHAKL DEKH KAR JO NAZRE JHUKA LE, KABHI APNA TO KABHI BEGANO SA, ZINDAGI KA EK AISA HAMSAFAR, JO SAMUNDAR HAIN, PAR DIL KO PYAS NAHI, KOIE TUMSE PUCHE KOUN HU MAI, TUM KEH DENA KOI KHAS NAHI, EK SATHI JO ANKAHI KUCH BATE KEH JATA HAIN, YADO ME JIS KA DHUNDHLA CHEHRA REH JATA HAIN, YU TO US KE NA HONE KA KOI GAM NAHI, PAR KABHI KABHI AANKHON ME AASU BAN KE BEH JATA HAIN, YU REHTA TO MERE TASAVUVUR ME HAIN, PAR IN AANKHON KO US KI TALASH NAHI, KOIE TUMSE PUCHE KOUN HU MAIN, TUM KEH DENA KOI KHAS NAHI.

VERY TRUE

" The person who loves U more, will fight wind U daily, but when U'll drop a singel tear he will fight with the whole worls to stop UR tear."

THE MOST CRITICAL MOMENT IN LIFE

When some one very special hurts u so deeply causes tears in ur eyes & ask WHAT HEPPAND? & u just reply " NOTHING ".

NICE ONE

Life dosen't provide Warranties & Guarantees. Its only Provides. Possibilities & Opportunities & Only those who DARE, can make BEST use of it.

NICE THOUGHT

Life is like a fingerprint that can't be changed, so make the best impression with it.

NICE THOUGHT

Life is not a C.D. player, where we can enjoy our favourite songs, but is like a radio, where we have to learn to enjoy whaterever comes.

GOLDEN WORDS OF HITLER

When u r in light , everything will follow u. But when u r enter in dark, even ur own shadow will not follow u.

A HEART TOUCHING EXPERIENCE OF A SAI DEVOTEE

DEVOTEE EXPERIENCE ( I wept reading the story)
How Shirdi Saibaba Helped in the Smooth Passing Over of My Dear SonThe hit and run accident and on the spot passing over of my 18 year old son on this years' Valentine day at a Flyover in Delhi left me in a state of shock. In fact, when I was rushing to the hospital after hearing about accident of my son I was sure nothing would have happened to him. But I was totally in for a shock when I found his body in the mortuary at AIIMS. First words that came out of my sobbing husband were 'Woh chala gaya. Tere SaiBaba jhoote nikle'. I could not believe how could Baba do this to me as I was always so devoted to Baba not only during crisis but even during happy times. I always chatted with him as if I were talking to a friend. I was always thankful and grateful to him and always felt that I must have done something very nice in my previous birth to deserve this kind of happiness. After looking at the lifeless body of my dear son, I hated Baba. What was the use of so much of devotion, belief and faith in Baba when he could not save my son's life. Maybe I was worshipping the wrong God. I was content with whatever I had, I did not crave for more but still Baba gave me this pain, which was so unbearable. Was there any Baba at all or not? If I have to suffer for consequences of my karma, in any case, what was the use of praying to Baba? He could not save my son's life. May be 'meri bhakti mein shakti nahin'. I don't know what type of devotion do you want, I asked Baba. If you do not like my way of devotion then I will not worship Baba or anybody, I resolved in my mind and was also vocal about it to other Baba devotees.Everyone coming to us for condolences was also wondering how could somebody who was religious, worshipped and had so much faith in Baba suffer like this. I also asked Baba how he was feeling - 'tumhari badnami ho rahi hai'. In fact, I had sent a letter to Baba on the day of this accident itself through my friend (incidentally called Shama and
(incidentally called Shama and a true Sai Baba devotee) who was going to Shirdi with a request to call my husband, our two sons and me to Shirdi. But my son passed over even before the letter reached Shirdi. My friend got my SMS when she reached Shirdi. She informed that this was the first time she forgot to take sweets for Baba with her from Delhi as was her normal practice. So she went to Samadhi mandir without sweets and she said Baba was looking sad that day. I knew I was crying and so was Baba. Later on, when I was little more composed and I reflected on the events that had happened a few months before my son's physical departure on 14th Feb, 07, I could sense all the things Baba had been doing for me. In my grief I was just not able to understand. I was wailing all the time as to why Baba did not save him. My son could have been hurt badly but he need not have left us forever like this. How will I worship Baba after this? But something in me was telling me that even Baba was shedding tears with me. But still my faith was shaking. Shradha and Saburi were just looking meaningless to me and I did not want to believe in any God for it seemed useless to me now.When I joined my duties in office, I took out my diary where I write down some important events of my life. The last note I had written was on 18th Aug, 06 which caught my eye instantly. As per my note, on the previous day i.e, 17th Aug, 06, a fibre murti of sitting posture of Saibaba (one of the two murtis I have) which I had been worshipping for a long time was accidentally hit by a ball by my younger son and it fell. Even though it was made of an unbreakable material, it broke. Baba's head was severed from rest of the body and I was shocked. I had recorded this in my diary note and written 'what problem of mine have you taken on yourself Baba'.
Incidentally, my elder son (who is no more now) went with us to the bank of the Yamuna to drown the murti properly, while all the time I was feeling so sorry at what had happened and kept asking for forgiveness. As time passed, the memory of this mishap faded.I was reminded of this mishap only after my son departed from this earth in Feb, 07. It struck me that Baba had perhaps given extension of life to my son by giving his head but still I was not so sure about it. But it did make sense somehow because my son had also succumbed to his head injuries. For the six months after breaking of 'murti' both my husband and I were spending a lot of time with our elder son without realizing that he was to pass over soon while Baba knew this all and the following records how he did this:• My husband holds a senior post in a central PSU. During Aug, 06 end, he had some altercation with the top most level following which he was suddenly transferred, posted and relieved immediately to join at a remote area in central India which was not even a family station. He left and joined there but after few days he fell sick suddenly. He said he never ever felt sick like this before.
My elder son went all alone (on his first trip) by a late night train to give support to his sick father. One week later, both of them returned to Delhi and my son told me not to send his papa back to that remote station as there was no work at all for him there and also that if he goes there he will fall sick. So in 25 years of his service, my husband was on leave for four months and stayed at home with his late son day and night. To give moral support to my husband I also took leave in between and stayed at home. All along my late son gave us moral support. He would encourage his father to quit his government job and join some MNC instead. Do not be scared of anyone Papa, he said.• All efforts to reverse these transfer orders, either politically or even administratively, were failing and we were wondering why this simple problem was not getting resolved. I used to pray to Baba to do whatever was good for us and also to make us strong enough to withstand this professional crisis. Those days my prayers to Baba had increased manifold. All the time I was doing 'naam jaap'. I could not sleep properly, so at night also, I would keep looking at Baba's picture in my bedroom and ask him why this was happening. My intensity had increased so much that I could now compose and even sing Baba's bhajans with zeal all the time, sure that something would work out and my husband would ultimately join his duties. All we needed was to have Shraddha and Saburi. Baba knows what is good for us and why He is doing this, for He only knows the whole plan of our life while we only see our life in bits and pieces. Our life had come to a standstill.•Both my husband and I were on leave, so we would go to various malls etc and every time we would end up purchasing things for my elder son only. His clothes, his shoes, his belt, his gloves etc. At home I would end up cooking his favourite food etc. Obviously, Baba had given us time to spend with our son.
My son who did not believe in God earlier began going to Gurudwaras with full devotion on every Sunday. He even changed password of his computer to 'saibaba'. He visited Saibaba temple also with us on the New Year. He said, he did that to make me happy. He became so attached to me in last few months that he began discussing everything under the sun with me, his smoking, his girlfriend and his after college activities. I was so happy at this special bond that we established with each other during his last few months. And to think today that Baba was behind all this.My son became so religious, calm, mature, helpful, compassionate and understanding in his last months. Baba was doing all this and internally changing all of us. He was keeping us together during the extension of life that he gave to our son. With Baba's blessings, my son had developed so much of wisdom that he knew how, when and where he would pass over. Of course, we came to know these details only after he crossed over to the spiritual world leaving us in tears. His favorite rock band is named 'Nirvana'. I have placed his small picture in the lap of Baba's 'murti' in my home because I know he is in Baba's light now. And how do I know this. Three things happened in the space of one month each.
. During the mourning period of 12 days, I was so upset that I would tell everyone that my praying to God did not help in saving my son's life so I have stopped believing in God. One unknown lady came to meet me especially in those days and told me that though she did not know me she wanted to meet me and tell my that my son was in a very happy and blissful state and that I should not mourn his passing over as he had been called to God's home for his further higher spiritual education. She referred to Yogananada's Geeta and some of its extracts that she had brought with her. I felt a bit comfortable and when she left I saw a SaiBaba sticker on the rear glass of her car and I thought how kind of Baba to have sent her to comfort me.2. One month after this, when I was alone, I wept bitterly in front of Baba's murti and prayed from the depth of my heart. I asked Baba, 'why did you not save my son Baba? He could have been hurt but need not have gone. Where were you? Unless you give me a reply to this question yourself I will not believe anyone. I compared myself to His devotee ' the doubting Hari Kanoba' mentioned in Satcharita. Half an hour later, my husband came and suggested that we see the SaiBaba serial on Star plus. I said that the serial must be over and I don't want to see it anyway. But he insisted that we see the last scene at least. So the TV was switched on. The scene was where Bhagat Mahalsapati is forced by Baba to go home and when he reaches there reluctantly, his sons dies in his arms singing Baba's aarti. Everybody around is surprised as to why Baba could not save his favourite devotee's son's life. SaiBaba tells Mahalasapati that even Krishna, God himself, could not save Pandavas sons. Your son was meant to be with you for this much time only. This all 'lena dena' is due to our 'rinanubandh'. Therefore, one should not grieve. If Baba had not sent him home he would not have been able to meet his son at the end.
Similarly, Baba had arranged circumstances in such a way that my husband spent his leave with his son during his last six months. Not to mention that my husband was lucky he kept away from that controversial posting because later on various enquiries were ordered and my husband was saved as he was on leave. Thanks to Baba.I had a dream around one week before my dear son passed away. In my dream, I saw pictures of mostly all the Gods – Shiva, Krishna, Rama, Bhagawati etc – but SaiBaba's sitting posture statute was lying on the floor with a white cloth all over it. Only the forehead was partially visible so that I could recognize it was SaiBaba. I could not understand this dream and I asked my dear friend Shama why I could see faces of other Gods while Baba's face was covered with white cloth. What did this mean? Even she could not figure out but felt that it meant that I had blessings of Baba and that Baba is with me. However, one week later when we went to the mortuary to identify my son's body, I saw a similar white cloth on his body. Only his forehead was partially visible and as he had long gold tinted hair, I could identify my son immediately. It looked similar to the way I saw Baba's statute covered with white cloth in my dream. Was Baba trying to tell me that there was no difference between Him and my son. In fact, I started looking up to Baba as my loving son there after. I feel that dream was Baba's message to me about my destiny.
One month after this, while meditating in the garden, I had a beautiful vision. I was meditating in my living room at home. Suddenly, my late son walked in wearing a red Nike T-shirt and asked me 'why are you sleeping Maa'. I replied that if I opened my eyes, he would go away. He said that he will not go away and that I should get up. As I opened my eyes I saw him standing there and he pointed towards, Sai Baba who was standing next to him. I was totally choked and cried, 'you have brought SaiBaba for me'. Then I fell down at Baba's feet and thanked him so much. I could distinctly feel Baba's off-white thick clothes. Baba said 'Now you can see that your son is with me. You were unnecessarily crying'. I thanked Baba and requested him to give my son what he wanted. Baba asked 'What'. I said 'Give him Nirvana'. Suddenly Baba produced a flame shaped bright light. My son walked into it and spread his arms in happiness once he was inside it and said 'Thankyou Maa'. The vision was over. I realized I was in garden still meditating. Today, my husband also believes that SaiBaba had actually given my son an extension of life for a few months. What was predestined had to happen and it happened ultimately. But by this vision, Baba showed me that my son was with Him. Of course, being a mother, I feel the pain of losing my teenage son but I am thankful to SaiBaba for taking him in his light. I am sure that my son has ultimately got his Sadgati, thanks to Baba. I feel blessed. My son, you are indeed very very lucky. Maa loves you forever.

AHSAAS...

" TUM SARVOCHCHA HO MERI ZINDAGI ME,

MAINE BHAVNAO K BANDHAN ME TUMHE BANDHA HAIN.

SABHI RISHTO SE PARE HO TUM, BAS YAHI BHUT HAIN KI,

MERE NA HOKAR BHI MERE HO TUM.

MAIN TUMHARE HONE K AHSAAS ME, TAMAM KHUSHIYA PA LETI HU.

UN TAMAM RISHTO KO CHOD, TUMHARE AAGE SEER JHUKA LETI HU.

LOG MERE IS APNEPAN KO SAMJHELE GALAT, LAGAYEGE ILZAM,

BUT TUM NA KBHI SAMJHNA GALAT, YHI HAIN MERA TUJARE LIYE AHSAAS.

AN GOOD POEM

"KITNA APNAPAN RAKHTI HO,
TUM CHAHAT KA FAN RAKHTI HO.
IS K AAGE OR KHU KYA,
GANGAJAL SA MAN RAKHTI HO.
DARPAN SA CHEHRA HAIN TERA,
SUNDAR, SAJAL NAYAN RAKHTI HO.
PATJHADH KA AHSAS TUJHE KYA,
KHILA KHILA YOVAN RAKHTI HO.
APNE SUNSAR SE HOTHO PAR
BATO KI DASTAK RAKHTO HO.
TUJH ME HAIN JO PREET SALONY,
US KI TUM DHADKAN RAKHTI HO.
HAR BAAR SE VAKIE HO TUM,
KJULA KJULA SA MAN RAKHTI HO".

THE BIGGEST SUSPENSE OF LIFE IS......

We know for whom we are praying but?....we never know the person who is praying for us?.

TU............mere liye

TERE HOTHO KI HASSI BAN NE KA KHWAB HAIN,
TERE AAGOSH ME SIMAT JANE KA KHWAB HAIN,
TU LAKH BACHA LE DAMAN ISHQ KE HATO,
AASAMAN BANKAR TUJH PER CHA JANE KA KHWAB HAIN,
AAJMAIESH U TO ACHCHI NAHI HOTI ISHQ KI,
TU CHAHE TO MERI TAKDEER BANANE KA KHWAB HAIN,
WO MAUT BHI LAUT JAYE TERE DARVAJE PER AAKAR,
TUJH KO AISIE ZINDAGI DENE KA KHWAB HAIN,
JEE BHI LEGE AGAR JINA PADE TERE BIN,
TUJH PER TO MAR MITANE KA KHWAB HAIN.........."

SAPNE.......

WO SAPNE JO HUMANE DEKHE THE,
WO LAMHE JO HUMANE JIYE THE KABHI,
KUCH BHULI BISARI YADE KUCH TUTE HUE WADE,
TERE MERE PYAR KI KUCH KHAMOSH MULAKATE,
WO CHUP REHAKAR BHI TERA SAU BATE KAR JANA,
BINA KUCH KAHE HI MERA SAB SOON JANA,
TERE BIN CHUE SE HI MERA SHARMANA,
MERI DHAKAN KA TERA NAAM GANA,
TERI SANSO ME WO MAHAK HAIN MERI SANSO KI,
DOOR REKAHAR BHI TERA MUJHE GALE LAGANA,
WO KAL JO HUMHARA HUA KARATA THA KABHI,
AAJ MUJHE YAD AAYA WO GUJARA JAMANA,
BHID ME BHI AAJ JAB MAINE MEHASOOS KI TANHAIE,
NA JANE KYON AAJ............. MERI AANK BHAR AAIE.

TERA MERE PAAS AANA.........

TERA MERE PAAS AANA , KAHI AUR TAL NA JAYE.
KAHI TU BADAL NA JAYE , KAHI RAAT DHAL NA JAYE.
HAIN LAGAIE AAG JIS NE , MERE MAN ME MERE TAN ME,
VAH BACHA LE KHUD KO , VERNA KHUD HI JAL NA JAYE.
HO KHAFA LAAKH DUNIA , MUJHE GAM NA HOGA,
JISE MAINE CHAHA , KAHI WO BADAL NA JAYE.
NAHI KOI BHAROSA , MERI ZINDAGI KA YA RAB !
KHUD HI KHUD SE LADATE - LADATE , KAHI UMRA NA DHAL JAYE.
BADI DURIA JO UNSE , TO YE DAR LAG SA RAHA HAIN,
UN KO YAD KARTE KARTE , KAHI DAM NIKAL NA JAYE.