खुशी

सोचा करती हूँ मैं क्या होती है खुशी,
क्यों खेला करती है कभी होठों पर शरारत भरी हँसी ।

माँ की गोद में मिला सुकून है खुशी ,

तो दोस्त के गले लगने में भरा जज्बात भी है खुशी ।

सच्चे दिल से निकली प्रार्थना दे जाती है खुशी ,

तो नन्हे की एक मुस्कान भी आँखों में भर देती है खुशी ।

कभी प्यारी कली की खूबसूरती दे जाती है खुशी ,

तो सतरंगी गगन में स्वप्नों की उड़ान भी दे जाती है खुशी ।

सफलता के सोपान चढ़ते जाना है खुशी ,

तो झुककर गिरते को संभालना भी है खुशी ।

प्रकृति का अनुपम सानिध्य भर देता है सुकून भरी खुशी ,

तो अपनी कृति को अपलक निहारना भी है खुशी ।

दृढ़ता भरी जीत तो दे ही जाती है खुशी ,

पर मुस्कान भरी हार भी तो दे जाती है खुशी ।

बिछडे दोस्त को पाना है खुशी,

पर शत्रु के संग मुस्कुराना भी तो है खुशी ।

तिनका तिनका जोड़ रिश्तों का आशियाँ बनाना है खुशी ,

और अपनों के साथ वक्त बिताना भी है खुशी ।

प्यार पाना तो सभी को दे जाता है खुशी ,

पर प्यार लुटाने की सच्ची साक्षी है खुशी ।

झलका करती सिर्फ़ मुस्कान में ही नहीं ,

आंखों से निकले मोतियों का नाम भी है खुशी ।

क्यों भटका करते हैं हम खुशी की खोज में ,

जब ज़िन्दगी के हर पल में समाई है खुशी ....

The Mighty World of Righties

This enormous globe belongs to the righties, constituting 99% of the population among humans, having all the machines designed for their convenience. Did they ever stop and think about those 1% sinistrals who are just trying to adjust in their big world in their whole life.

From the smallest of the tool like a screw driver , to a motor and all those big and heavy machines are there to be used right handedly. And just imagine , a little computer mouse or a pair of scissors and a left handed child trying to hold them for the first time.....

I've experienced that inconvenience and I can really feel the way that child would think, realising , that all these things are not meant for him, for the way he works. And may be sometimes he's innocent enough to feel , that there might be some problem with him, even if there isn't.

And if he's a person like me, he would actually go for forgetting all these troubles and start working the way, NORMAL people would do.

Please give me an opinion , do you also think , being left handed, is something like a wonder, or any punishment or in general words any disability???

Well ahead, I have found some positive facts which may nullify some of the regrets...

Lefties have got their own creative ways of thinking and working. With all my knowledge of human analogy, the right and left portions of brain control the activities of opposite sides and its right segment is responsible for emotions, memory, creativity and things like that. May be that plays the part.

Well and good here I remember a few names like Albert Einstein, Leonardo da vinci, Amitabh Bachchan, Sachin Tendulkar and many more , who are the Gods of their fields, and offcourse have got a different way of thinking than the rest of the world.

And a real good advantage.... they learn to use both their hands in order to survive and grow.... including using all devices meant for righties, in the way world works and rest of their jobs in their way.........

But I still dont know why my mother would never like her daughter having meals with left hand.... and after a lot tough practice, i fulfilled her wish :)

Well Im here happily trying my level best to perform well, overcoming all the difficulties ppl like me always have to suffer..............

But i still have something to say...

" Didn't all these big men , ever realize the problems..... and try to sort them out? "

My place...

Aug 4,
Happy day after a long tough time, finally I am settled...
Settled in the sense of getting a path , for making my dreams come true...
" we are a BIT ahead..."
The motto of my new institution....BIT, which is more than a bit on my dream of studying in IIT. Chalo koi nai i'll adjust, just 'b' has replaced 'i'... :)
Whole day went in searching a familiar friendly face among lotta ones. Felt as if somebody has left an immature swimmer to survive in a ocean, felt as if I were a kid , again being admitted in Nursery... this time with some less supporters.
electronic equipments in lab seemed like toys,... tough toys, just wanted to play with them, like a kid. Only computer lab seemed somewhat mine, coz it had some familiar but advanced toys.
people said some had ragging last year, but didn't face anything like it.... on the contrary , the anchor in the introduction ceremony said " Ragging is prohibited in BIT..."
Rewarding them as polite supporting seniors...
Also went in library , didn't find more than 5- 10 books, with pages less than 500... All on engineering... psychology.... biotechnology...
I was scared no.... p . p . p
But seriously there I found class professionals, technocrats, all so cooperative. The way they welcomed us to bit family, was something that really insisted me to hold the prestige of this institution. The way these people stressed on all round development from the very first day in each discipline has really grown in me a lotta confidence to achieve my aim & a wish to have successful career and a self satisfying but peaceful life....
Luving this place....
My place...

A Mould That Transformed Me...

Hereby I'm getting the sweetest words ever listened,
"Friendship is a mould that transforms you..."
I must have not understood the meaning when i heard these, but my li'l mind somehow managed to remember these, may be for today, when i would understand these...
Well , can be fairly said, my friends made me what i am, and friends here not only include smarty teenagers like me, just mean everyone, who could understand me, who could change me. And yes i feel, every relation grows mature and beautiful with a friendship in it.
Its even hard to imagine what I had always been, a silly, moody, rude, short tempered, complicated, snobbish girl, from whom everyone was terrified ( I dunno why???) , no one would ever know what she would do... anytime... Who was always dissatisfied with herself, always unhappy, for no reason... Who considered herself responsible, as in everyone is sad 'coz of her.... Who always blamed God, for he had been unfair while writing happiness in her fate... even without realising that only she could bring it to herself.

And then things started changing........ Suddenly God started seeming more sweet and kind than ever, and suddenly world started appearing a happier place to live in..........
Know why???
'Coz friends made me realize that if I was happy the world would also be happy.
I don't know how it happened, how they became more special than ever , and started influencing me, more than they ever did......
And their fair and kind ways started transforming that silly girl into "ME"....
even though I am silly today also... but cuter than ever...
How can I just forget, those sweetest people alwayz reminding me that I was always good, but had just forgotten to realize the beautiful side of my heart, making me feel that they were and will always be there with me , for me ....
I can still not believe that they developed such positiveness in me, that now I always find happiness in everything. How could they manage to hold me, when I would shatter down with so many defeats together. I may be calling them defeats here, but now I strongly believe , that whatsoever happens is for good.
I never know , how they understand my silent tears and take no time to transform them into smiles. I dont know , why im not feeling bad about the fact, that we are now far away, cant even talk or meet that often...
even though I m missing them, but my heart says that distance or time would not separate us.
I dont know how it happens, my peaks of tensions, problems....... whatsoever , vanishes by just hearing a word from them. And that single word inspires me to do something that brings a smile to every face.
Well my friends inspired me to accept the ups and downs in life with the same spirit as life would never go straight, believing that everything has got something good in it, putting down my bi-i-ig ego , as they think one can never go with it, to smile ALWAYS , 'coz they would be happy if I am smiling , seeing dreams and making them come true...
They made me believe in myself ad ppl around me , to do what i think is right... just inspired me to do all those things, that otherwise I wont do... and yes they told me wenever I would be sad or gray, they would be there to listen to whatever i say...
And the sweetest of the things, they treat me like a "BACHCHI", and I luv that...
So in short, they always tell me to study ( even if they are not doing .p.) , to play , to enjoy the life, to miss them (otherwise they gonna kill me), to be happy, to smile and to make others smile, to eat fast ( main thoda dheere dheere khati peeti hoon lol), to make a lotta cards ( for them .p.), to write a lotta letters ( even though they dont reply : ( ...) , to grow up, to stop disturbing God for almost everything, they are there for that, to be patient, to be true.
But saale , hain bahut BUTTAMEASE, NAUTANKI bahut karte h,,, kuch kaho to FEEL karke rone lag jate h... Mujhko ulta-pulta bolna bhi sikha diya, thodi gaaliyan bhi sikha di, aur ab khud hi daante hain... rone bhi nai dete chen se, college k liye instructions dete rehte h, aur pata nai kya kya karte h!!!
Jokes apart, I really feel myself lucky, that I got them and became the one, whom everyone loves and many a get inspired... The way now I m treated, makes me salute them and I am not exaggerating while saying that they made me what I luv about myself.
I love u DOSTLOG and really really feel like giving u happiness if this li'l girl can actually do... but I m trying.

The Circle Of Life

We believe that life is for living to the fullest,

With hope,With joy,

but, above all , With passion.

We are born , We grow , We evolve,

We become the most we can ,

We pass on our role to the next generation,

And then the next.

And then the circle of life is complete.

The important thing , though ,

is to ask ourselves;

Will I make a difference?

Will I matter?

Will i leave the world

a slightly better place than I found it?

Will i have added my own momentum ,

however small ,

To turn the circle of life.