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Hello everyone , Like last week here is another one that you might like .. it is a slow song .. enjoy.


Ki hall hai tera mudat pichon takri hain

main v Badliya howanga par tu v vakhri hain

dooron-2 takda reha bula vi nahin sakia

main kam dil jeha tere nede aa v nahi sakia

likh ke tera naam mein sajde karda rehnda san

tu mera naam likh ke kade mitaundi c k Nahin

How are you – we met after ages

I will look changed and you look different too

Kept looking from far- could not call you

Me a No-one could not come near you either

I would write your name and look at it 

DID you ever write my name and erase it

mere baare hun ki tera kheyal main nahi puchda

ohna dina ch dasde mainu CHAHUNDI C K NAI

I am not asking what you think of me NOW

 BUT did you ever love me or wanted me THEN

Chutti vele appo apne pinda nu Jaana

Tera pata nahin par mere dil ghatda hi jaan

jehri thaan ton apne pind ne raah nikharde c

jehri thaan te o v apne vaang vicherde C

Bulliya vich muska ke tera mur k dekhna oh

Jaande jaande nazar aa de naal matha Tekna Oh

Ki daassa k pedal kinni parre lagde sun

Cycle hauli mere vang chalaundi c k nahin

School finished we went to our own villages

Dont know about you but my heart kept sinking

The place where the roads to our village parted

The place where like us -they parted too

A smile on your lips when you looked back at me

As you went the way your eyes said Bye

What can I say how hard the Pedals Felt 

Did you Too ride your Bicycle slowly like me

mere baare hun ki tera kheyal main nahi puchdaohna dina ch dasde mainu CHAHUNDI C K NAI I am not asking what you think of me NOW BUT did you ever love me or wanted me THEN
Kho Kho volley ball te pid vich firdiya mell diyanVehle period de vich bharah(12) taani khel diyaMainu yaad hai mere vaal eshare hunde cSach dassi ki charche mere bare hunde c

Tere naa te yaad hai menu cherreya kaiyaan ne

Mere naa te tenu koee bulaundi c k nahin

In the games fieldIn the free class ,we went to play outsideI remember your friends would point at meTell the truth what did they say about meMany teased me with YOUR NAME DID anyone call you by my NAME
mere baare hun ki tera kheyal main nahi puchdaohna dina ch dasde mainu CHAHUNDI C K NAI I am not asking what you think of me NOW BUT did you ever love me or wanted me THEN
Paadan likhan veele de zindagi changi hundi haiCharri na latthi na fikar na tanggi hundi haichutkalla ya kahani ya kuch hor sunaude neClassroom de vich student gaane gaaunde neMere jo kalaam OH bahute tere naam ne…Ni tu koi gaana mere bare gaaundi c k nahin Student life is very niceNo fuss,no end of moneyWe tell jokes and all to each othersSinging songs in the ClassroomsMy most writings are all in YOUR NAME Did you Ever sing any song for me
mere baare hun ki tera kheyal main nahi puchdaohna dina ch dasde mainu CHAHUNDI C K NAI I am not asking what you think of me NOW BUT did you ever love me or wanted me THEN
Khaabare tu aakhe o pyaar nahi kuch hor hi cCharhi jawani di bhul c kuch chir di lod hi cPar aishque shayer bachpan vaang masoom hi rehnde neEk paase vishwas ch hi zindagi kad lainde ne“DEBI” ne kai saal tera naam likhiya taariyan teTu v dass kade hawa ch ungalla vaundi c k nahin Maybe U feel it was not love but something elseA wrong doing because of YOUTHBUT poets-writers-lovers remain naïve like a Child in childhoodThey can live life on a one sided loyaltyI wrote your name on stars for a LOT OF YEARS Did you EVER write my name with your fingers in AIR
mere baare hun ki tera kheyal main nahi puchdaohna dina ch dasde mainu CHAHUNDI C K NAI I am not asking what you think of me NOW BUT did you ever love me or wanted me THEN


Right from the last almost two weeks I have been trying to keep it hidden, But today is the day when I can Finally say I GOT IT.. as of 1st april I shall be transferred over to a department which I have been longing to do for the last 4 years (will start work on 16th april over there).

As with the line of work I can’t disclose what it is , I am sure many of you would have already guessed it.

Due to the some of the problems I had two years ago ( The time when I should have actually got this) , I ended up messing up everything thanks to the person who put me into that SHITE at that time.  Life is funny but I do think that if one pursues what one wants with all heart and hard work  you can achieve what you want, Even if  other people (especially the ones who say they care for you and love you) do their best to ruin it for you. 

But anyway Thanks to THE ONE, for putting me through this, hope you realise one day what you have done, I also wish and pray that God DOESNOT give you the opportunity to Repent it too.

Hard work always pays , maybe late but it does pay, No matter how much, people do their best to make your life miserable and leave you standing alone knowing pretty well that they have let you down or MAYBE doing it deliberately at that precise moment was their sole Motive … BUT that has gone , Bad times have gone waving way to good times fingers crossed..

So Let me take this opportunity today to thank god almighty, Family and Friends who stood by me when the times were not good, to all the beautiful – lovely people who visit this blog. Making me smile all the time

A special Thank you to the one who listened to my Rants, Enquiring about me when I did not even know them properly , telling me all will be fine, You know Who you are. (let me be Sarcastic here , even though you don’t come to my blog often or comment in spite of me harassing you he he he he 🙂  )

Put it this way ladies and gentleman that all those whom I keep saying come to uk,  Let me say this to you that if you land near where I live, I might just be standing at the door of the plane to receive you If  I am working that day 🙂

I need all your best wishes and prayers please, So do send them my way, I need them all.

and shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh  Keep it hush… 🙂

I have been  reading a few posts the last few days, so much wrong is happening in this world. On my post about the 10 month old baby being sodomised, I got a comment from  Kiran  asking ” Isn’t this the same planet where our ancestors lived with, less sickening morale & societal issues?”  to which my I nodded profusely.  It is so sad that we are just not developing as Human’s , rather it is a like Running Downhill, and we will not leave any  stone unturned to show how cruel we have become.

And it’s not just in India this happens its becoming quiet common everywhere else too, Recently there is a case here in UK where a couple Ilyas Ashar and his wife Tallat Ashar from Eccles, Greater Manchester trafficked a deaf girl of the age of 10 into Britain and kept her as a slave for nearly a decade.  During her ordeal living as a servant and slave, she was repeatedly raped as well as beaten and locked in the basement every night.  The basement served has her sleeping place, with no bed just a concrete floor.  Without access to either water or a toilet in the basement, she suffered mentally as well as physically, despite having disability she received no sympathy from her ‘owners’  (I am quoting my friend The British asian blog ).

As you read the article it makes you angry, frustrated, helpless thinking what the hell, how can one human do this to another human.. About 4 weeks ago I had a similar situation, I can’t discuss much on that case, a girl had been smuggled from an eastern european country for prostitution, The look on her face , the way she looked at us questioning eyes, as if asking “WHY ME”,  she did not know much english so it was becoming difficult to understand what she was saying. She would not accept to talk to an interpreter too , she was so afraid.  No documentation , No money, No ID on her, It is moments like this that I feel helpless and then the animal instinct wakes up to pick up a weapon and shoot those who did this to her. (Please don’t ask any questions as I will not be able to reply to any of them ) .. Sorry

Another post by Ria, who I read regularly  tells the same story about how a girl was betrayed by her so-called boy friend, who spiked her drink , taking her to a friend’s place where the girl was raped by friends. Such incidence of drink being spiked are getting very common these days, I wonder who are these people who spike the drinks with the motive of raping a person, If sex is the only reason then there are a lot of places that one can buy sex, whats wrong in that .. rather than spoil someones life , buying sex seems to be fair in comparison to such act of mindless ruthless madness.

The reason why I sat down writing this post is to have a think where is our society going, what are we doing to rectify it , It is becoming more and more complicated to try to imagine the reasons of why is this, PLEASE lets not bring this all man-woman thing into it , I am sure a lot of people are raring to write its all MEN fault.  I am sure there are a lot of reasons that need to be addressed. I know a man is responsible and he is at fault but then what about the same crime done by women.

I say so because a friend of mine was in relation with this girl,  it went on for four years , with all those promises of living life together, making plans , parents agreed to their marriage, suddenly one fine day she wants out and that too when the time they had decided to wait was about to finish in a month of so , when the time had come to tie the knot, Yes the girl might have had her reasons to do so, Yes she has the right to break a relation as and when she wants to, YES to everything anyone is going to ask. BUT did it not matter to her at all..

They had spent 4 years of life together through ups and downs, been sleeping together .. Now don’t you think this is RAPE too ?   Although it was consensual but it was an act performed with all the promises which in the end was a betrayal, a TRUST broken.   I have given this example because as I mentioned it’s not always a MAN who does this to a woman , women too do such acts. If  in this story it was the guy who had said his good-bye and moved on to another girl a lot would have said all men are like that.. Hence me using the word mankind, humans..

How does anyone expect this man to trust anyone anymore.

I have been thinking (which is a laugh I know), where is mankind going to, Trust is one thing that is being questioned all the time , I mean after hearing the above incidents I would not trust anyone, The girl trusted her boyfriend look what he did to her, My friend trusted the girl look what happened,  Trusting a friend who would bring her to UK  for a better life made a girl a prostitute. Trusting an elderly couple made a kid live like a slave and go through such horrific times at a tender age of 10.

Why have we become so trustless ?

Why are we not happy or satisfied with what we have?

Why do we always keep looking for something else ?

Why can’t we keep our LUST in control ?

Why has our HEART BECOME BLACK ?

This reminded me of some beautiful words written by another blogger friend   Sh@s.. I am quoting the line .. I hope you don’t mind, (if you do let me know I will remove it, sorry)

जीने की लत थी हमे
शुक्रिया आपका,
उसे तोड़ने के लिए
I was addicted to life.
Thanks to you,
For de-addicting me.
I don’t know why I am writing this post or what I am trying to say .. I guess its one of those thoughtless posts which I write to waste the time of all the readers who read .. So I am sorry for that.

It’s the lack of sleep I think playing tricks on my mind.

PS:- sorry I have not replied to all you lovely people in the last article Will come to it soon .. just rushed off my feet at the moment. THANK you all for the lovely views on DAAN. 🙂

Main Haale Nahin Marda

Posted: December 6, 2011 in Abuse, Badla, Cheaters, Die, Hate, Love, Loyalty
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Tutde rishte zakham bahut doonge de jaande
Par Zakhman di peed nu sehna aa hi Jaanda

                          Breaking of relation give deep bruises
                          But one learns how to deal with them

Tere Dhokiyaan te Jhoote waadiyan ne kita hai adhmoya
Tute te ujade dil  de pathar lagde ne pyare hun

                          Your cheating and false promises have left me half dead
                           But broken and ruined stones in my heart I like now

Sochan which hain mangdi saadi maut da farmaan
Ik gal da hai yakeen Tere wangu Rab nahin karda dhokha
Mann ne haale nahin marna

                          You probably wish for me dead
                          I do KNOW for sure that God is not going to betray me
                          Mann (me) is not gonna die so soon

Duavan haan Teri lai mangda..
Rab kare dil tere diyan pooriyaan hon har muradaan

                          I wish for your happiness 
                          May god give you and grant every of your wish

Door kadi jad akali tun hain baithen
Chees tere dil which waar waar eho Uthe
Das ni rakaane tun idan kyun kita..

                        
                          Far away when you are alone sitting
                          let there be this pain in your heart which keeps saying to you
                          Why oh Why did you do this

Hi Everyone.. Its been two years writing stuff on this space.. It started as a constant pestering from someone , why i write in a diary , why not make a blog, So one fine day I opened an account to start with it … 16th october 2009 … and from then on it has been a roller coaster ride The very post i wrote was Life is all about ass

In these last two years I have had a lot of experience, Been called good-bad and Ugly,

The most recent being I have been manipulative and I write to Sulk and beckon public sympathy and how I rant once every month on this blog about my relations..  Its been a complete roller coaster …

I have also been called a Traitor and a few have written on their blogs about me , sadly they did not have the guts to take my name in spite of asking them a few times to come out in the open, I  try my best that if I have a qualm with someone I tell them quiet openly..

But this is a Happy Post and a happy day , where I want to take the opportunity to Thank that lovely person who introduced me to blogging.

There are so many beautiful people out there who have been coming over to this blog every time I write something. I have so many people to thank and wish all the best in their Life. God bless you all..

Over years I have made some very good friends Even if we have not met , or chatted maybe talked once or twice over the years, But It does seem that I know them very well reading there articles. I have some favourites too, and for some I am favourite.. Let me please Take this opportunity to say THANK YOU to everyone who clicks on the link knowingly or unknowingly .. Thank you for all the comments, a lot of you know and I have been blamed with that too, That I am comment hungry.. OH YES no denying that I love the comments coming , But If I have forced you to come then please I am sorry.

Some of you have stood by me in my personal problem times and Good times .. Some of you hate me , some love me .. What I have found is its true things change.. Change in Inevitable , Some have just brushed past, Some who stood by me THEN have turned their back now… hence my writing that it has been a roller coaster ride.

Thank you for all the emails you have sent, The phone calls and Sms Messages.

So this post is dedicated to All the people who read what I write.  The ones who are younger than me let me say I love you all , All who are elder to me I respect you all.

Over the time I am sure I have offended a lot of you out there Let me take this opportunity to say Sorry to anyone and everyone who I let down for any reason..

I am sorry

Please let By gones be By-gones and let’s be friends again, life is too short to hold grudges of any kind.  I am sorry VERY SORRY.

Chaman main ikhtilat rangon boo se baat banti hai
hum hi hum hain to kya hum hain
tumhi tum ho to kya tum ho

I would like to Extend my hand of friendship to all those who are there..  God bless you all, have a good day and Thanks for reading this.

I had written a post on Farmers of our nation, had used some of the lyrics from this song in there

Peedha naale jammiya ne saadi dhur to kismat maadi
Saadiyan fasalan da kaato launde mul wapari
Peedha naale jammiya ne saadi dhur to kismat maadi
                      We grow crops with difficulty from day one we have bad luck
Saadiyan fasalan da kaaton launde MUL vyapari
                      Why does a trader put a PRICE on our crop
Aakho sarkaran nu ni saanu beche laake boli
                     Tell the government to sell us by an AUCTION
Assi kachche rang jehe sohniye saadi kaadi holi
                    Our colour is very poor , what shud we celebrate and why Holi
Assi kachche rang jehe sohniye saadi kaadi holi

Haalat uss maa wargi bachcha jamman te suk jaave chaati
                 Our life is like that mother, who gives birth to a child and finds she  has no milk in her for him
Palle panda khaka diyan ik palli te ik daati
               All we have is our crop and a sickle
Meeh pave paharan te saada kotha cheyon lag janda
              Rain falls on hills and our roof starts to leak
Barsat di holi nu ni das ki maane sukka tanda
             The holi played by rain how we gonna stop it
Assi tukhde marr jaana kamaliye je na agg faroli
              WE WILL JUST DIE a SLOW DEATH Unless someone comes and lights the FIRE
Assi kachche rang jehe, sohniye saadi kaadi holi
Assi kachche rang jehe, sohniye saadi kaadi holi
            Our colour is very poor , what shud we celebrate and why Holi

Fasalan te sprayan pittheyan de utte hi pump tike ne
                    Crops depend on fertilisers that we carry on our backs
Iss vari holi te pata ni kinne jatt vikey ne
                     This YEAR ON HOLI god know how many farmers have sold themselves
Hathayar hi suttey ne ajay chalaune nahin assi bhule
                  We have only put our ARMS DOWN.. havenot forgotten how to use them
Rafalna diyan naala de rakhe ne muh ajay tak khule
                   The mouths of our RIFLES are still open
Jit ke ja wardi ae pata ni kitteh thuggan di toli
                   Dont know where the looters/cheaters/thugs go after Winning the ELECTIONS
Assi kachche rang jehe sohniye saadi kaadi holi
Assi kachche rang jehe sohniye saadi kaadi holi
                 Our colour is very poor , what shud we celebrate and why Holi