A promise to the year ahead…

I’ll try not spending you crying over people,

I’ll try not spending you in crying over what’s wrong,

I’ll try spending you creating beautiful memories with those around me,

I’ll try spending you in being happy with those whom I have with me.

I’ll try not spending you in filling myself with sadness,

I’ll try not spending you cribbing over what I don’t have,

I’ll try spending you smiling and spreading smiles,

I’ll try spending you in making efforts to  achieve what I want to.

I’ll try not spending you in finding faults in others,

I’ll try not spending you in thinking and speaking bad for others,

I’ll try spending you in finding my own faults and rectifying them,

I’ll try spending you in forgiving so as to forget for for my mental peace.

Most importantly,

I’ll try not spending you in being other’s version of me, 

I’ll try spending you in being the best version of myself. 

 

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डिजिटल इंडिया

झोपड़ी में बैठा रामू आज भी कुछ पैसे के लिए रो रहा है,
वो आज भी पानी से पेट भर कर सो रहा है,
देश का भविष्य जहाँ अँधेरे में खो रहा है,
सुना है मेरा इंडिया डिजिटल हो रहा है।

फेरों की आग में फूक दिया जहाँ माँ बाप ने बेटी का बचपन,
दहेज की आग में जहाँ जल रहा है बेटियों का तन,
जिस देश की बेटी का भविष्य रो रहा है,
सुना है मेरा इंडिया डिजिटल हो रहा है।

रहीम स्कूल तो जाता पर मालिक के बच्चों को वापस लाने,
जहाँ मुनिया के आसमान छूने के सपने माँ बाप से हैं अनजाने,
काबिलियत नहीं पैसों के तराज़ू में जहाँ सपनों का तोल मोल हो रहा है,
सुना है मेरा इंडिया डिजिटल हो रहा है।

I had a dream

I had a dream…
A dream filled with happiness
I had a dream…
A dream filled with togetherness
I had a dream…
That reality wasn’t real
I had a dream…
That time had stopped
I had a dream…
Of hands held and smiling faces
I had a dream…
Of me with you
I had a dream…
A dream about the future
I had a dream…
A dream filled with you

The accidental friend

You never really know that when you will meet someone and they will start adding value to your life.

An unexpected beginning. A friend of a friend. That’s how Pari and Medhavi met. Soon the common friend vanished from the equation and it was both of them from there on. At times, when you need people and you count on the ones close to you, they leave but only to make way for better people.

A rough patch in Pari’s life was when they started talking. Pari wasn’t her real name. Medhavi was the only one who called her Pari and the it truly gave Pari an angelic feeling. Pari was better than Paro anyday. 😉

Medhavi had everything Pari would wish for in a friend. The best part which made Pari respect her was the fact that Medhavi didn’t just say that I’m there. She meant it. She proved it. EVERY SINGLE TIME. Never during those days could Pari understand what was happening with her but Medhavi understood. Always there like a pillar with her smile, she played the most important part in bringing Pari back on track.  Pari would always wonder that she doesn’t even know me that well, why is then she taking all the headache in listening to me.

Having sailed through that time. Now Pari knows she can bare her soul to Medhavi without any second thought.   Call it sisterly  or friendly, but there surely was something which clicked. Atleast for Pari it did. Cut to today and Medhavi is someone Pari doesn’t want to see leaving. She wants to explore with Medhavi that how far can the bond of their friendship take them in life. Completely aware of the fact that there is a lot that both of them still need to know about each other, Pari wants to enjoy this ride of exploring Medhavi and be there for her in her happy times and God forbid if any, in her sad times too. All Pari knows is, she will stand by the who stood by her always.

Yes, she was truly Pari’s accidental friend. The best part of Pari’s worst phase.<3

Some accidents aren’t that bad. 😛 :*

 

 

Pearls

Pearls of an ornament,
Once which were adorned with praise,
Praise for having added shine to their owner’s day,
Now lay scattered on the floor.
Their identity belonged to the ornament they had added shine to.
Now they lay on the floor,
And all that is talked about them is, “throw them in the bin”…
The pride of someone yesterday,
Lies in the bin today.
They don’t make noise,
They don’t cry,
They know that is the rule of this world…
They had done their job…
It’s time for them to be thrown away.