OK, I did read a novel after avoiding them for donkey’s years.. And Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts (GDR) it was.
I had picked up my copy mid June, but was so intimidated with the voluminous book, running into almost 950 pages, I just could not let myself to begin reading it for months…
In the words of a gent who reviewed it “Books that can double as pillows or sitting stools almost invariably scare the hell out of me. The fear of being buried under a tower of words, lines and pages can be quite overpowering” So true…
To those who haven’t read it – the story in brief.
The narrator is a man called Lindsay (GDR himself), who escapes an Australian jail and arrives in Bombay on a fake passport. Here he befriends tour guide Prabakar Khare, who becomes his best friend, shows him the good and bad side of Mumbai, takes him to his village in rural Maharashtra and when he is robbed of his money, Prabu (as Lin calls him affectionately) finds him a place to live in a slum away from the eyes of the law. This slum is to be the home of Linbaba, as Lindsay is called, for the next few years. While he runs a makeshift first-aid center in the slum, he also engages in criminal activities like smuggling and counterfeiting, and eventually starts gun-running to Afghanistan. Lin’s experiences in Bombay range from falling in love with the beautiful Karla, who introduces him to the world of prostitutes, to meeting the motherly Rukhmabai of Sundargaon, who christens him “Shantaram”, or man of peace. Interspersed amid the numerous characters are the sweat and grime, dirt and squalor, disease and fire and extreme poverty - all narrated with genuine affection, passion and generosity. This love and generosity towards the characters and circumstances is what sets Robert’s work apart. What could have been a mere narrative of poor people’s lives is transformed into an extraordinary piece of fiction.
For more: visit the official site www.shantaram.com
The book is being made into a movie to be directed by Mira Nair and the lead role of Lin will be played by Johnny Depp. (Amitabh plays the role of Kader Khan, the then Don of Mumbai underworld).
The book does not mention the name of the Slum – its Ganesh Murthy Nagar. (CNB right???) Having stayed in Navy Nagar around the time – 1982-84, I do vaguely recall the fire mentioned in the story. Do remember that many people lost lives when a huge portion of the slum was gutted. Also, remember the blue men with bear who would emerge from the adjoining (and legal) slum of Geeta Nagar to entertain people around Gateway, Marine Drive, VT, Chowapatty etc. I had a few friends in Geeta Nagar, and they in turn, had a lot of enemies in Ganesh Murthy Nagar. (Is depicted in the novel as a fight scene)
During the end of the decade (1989 to be precise), I had returned back to Bombay and that’s where the novel ends… I would often pass through this slum, pick up a cigarette on way to Afghan Church bus stand on my way to college, and had a couple of friends from there studying in our college. The sounds and sights of the long seafront adjoining Ganesh Murthy Nagar came alive while I was reading the novel! And so did the areas behind Sasoon Dock (where my school was located in the early 80s)…
And yeah, who can forget Leopold! (Though I preferred visit Gokul, in the lane behind Leopold for the ‘quarter’ system and cheaper rates, till a friend told me it was a gay pick-up adda.. ha ha ha ha ha)
Especially liked the way the author picked up the otherwise very Indian habits! Like nodding the head he learnt as a gesture and used it so effectively during his train journey from Bombay to Sunder Village. Or the habit of simply telling friends, “Come with me” without informing where we are actually headed, and the friends ‘trust’ you and just come along!
Also, enjoyed reading the takes of Khader Khan and later Lin (Now GDR’s philosophical teachings – Revolutionary ) on philosophy and religion. Mixing with wise words from various religions with science – quantum physics to astronomy needs a rare skill and understanding that the author has shown. (Though, I should admit, these narratives slowed down the pace of the book whenever they appeared).
Here's what fellow blogger Chandra had to say... thought, should add it here since he has met GDR personally!
http://freegeek.livejournal.com/tag/shantaram...
The link also goes to say - "Kishore aka Prabhakar is alive and kicking... Good to know! Though, gives me some nasty ideas on how the author and Kishore would have actually met!! NOW NOW.. LOL
Nov 21, 2007
Nov 5, 2007
khamoshi
mein yaadon ke mazar per
ik jalte bujhte diya sa
timtima rah hoon
yeh jante huye ki
hawa ka ik tez jhonka
mujhay bhi ik yaad bana kar
gujar jay ga
phir bhi
jale ja rah hoon mein
aur khamosh unn yaadon jaise
jo seene mein dafn hain ab
ik jalte bujhte diya sa
timtima rah hoon
yeh jante huye ki
hawa ka ik tez jhonka
mujhay bhi ik yaad bana kar
gujar jay ga
phir bhi
jale ja rah hoon mein
aur khamosh unn yaadon jaise
jo seene mein dafn hain ab
Oct 28, 2007
Crazy Boys At Achool 4
Teachers wants to know if any of the guys have been smoking.
Vincent: No, mam. I just pass my smoking skills to those who pay the bills. Am a tea-totaller.
Natty: I warned Warne. He agreed. Issued statements. And could not control his urge. Am now trying to control my urge to .... smoke him out.
Musten: Cigar is what I like best. Those interested in something that burns long, would be cut short.
Don: Fumigation of lungs mam. I do it in 'moderation'
Rajesh R: Oxygen is life. Can you live without breath.
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The Most Romantic Way to Make Love
Vince Style: "outsource it, and sit back with a beer and popcorn and watch the cricket on telly:D:D "
Musten Style: " pink satin sheets...strawberry cream...pink kohinoor....and in tune to the music of 'Return of the Pink Panther' "
Natty Style: In the 'members' enclosure at Lord's, following their hallowed undress code to the 'hilt' :-))
DON Style: make her lie down...pou rum all over her...lick it all off...and send the b---h to go get more rum
Cornflake Gal: "with the right 'lyrix' playing in the background ( ouch..ouch...guys u pliss ask her what it means b4 i get scalped)
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BOIL
Anu teacher walks in and says - Am told someone gots a boil? Who is it?
DON (In a pained voice): Ahhh, Maaam, Yeah, I got one.
VINCENT: Mam, to change from a liquid to a gaseous state, producing bubbles of gas that rise to the surface of the liquid, agitating it as they rise.
YAMINI: Boil two cups of water...
ANU TEACHER: Yamini, I dont want you to get real!
YAMINI: OK,
SHALAKA:I wanna explain but "The kettle is boiling. The vegetables are boiling."
NATTY: One boils when the form of Sehwag is compared with Robin, you know why.
RAJESH R: Returning from his latest client meet - "The sea boiled in the storm and was called Tusnami, am tempted on my own ISMS: No.. thats not me.. ITS RAJESH SAAR!!
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MEHFILS
Anu Teacher - What is this MEHFIL going on in Delhi?... and that gayfil in Bangalore?
Tasneem: Protest Protest, (ties a black band on her arm) cheating cheating
Yamini: I heard, there's only GAYFIL on nukkad and it happens in Bangalore. I support Tasneem.
Gurpreet: Uh, Tasneem, Yamini, you gals were never my friends, you dont know, but I organised Mehfil secretly with Vijay Nair and Amrit.
*The whole class looks at the trio in last bench*
Amrit: Why you guys suddenly looking at me. I was part of this class for so many days.
Ashwath (with a sweet smile) - No worry Amrit, am here with my Murali. And no one beats my choice of venue. I take a U turn to be with you and not the moderators of Nukkad.
Vincent: You mean Nukkad mixers without me? See you in the club Ashwath.. I thought you are friends and you ditched me.
Natty (gettin restless): You peepals are getting too personal. Let me tell you, when you have a team of fifteen guys selected to live on beautiful carry-bean islands, with beauuuttiiifffull glass, sowrie, girls, the point of view will change na!
Pradeep (Paddy) - Panditji, aap aaj class le rahe ho, hum le kya.
Vijay Nair: Meri khwaish hai, yeh case yahin radd kiya jaye.
Musten: radd.. what is radd.. red or no red. lets have a discussion on whether red or radd.
Ashwath 'Muralidhar' starts playing a tune on his flute - a mix of godfather and lady in red.
Don: Yeh raddi aur radd karne ki baat, tells me one thing - Gimme Red (jumps for his bottle of OM).
Anu Teacher - Yeh Lo, Baat thi mehfil ki, aur sab log OOMMMMM - meditation arne lage!
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Vincent: No, mam. I just pass my smoking skills to those who pay the bills. Am a tea-totaller.
Natty: I warned Warne. He agreed. Issued statements. And could not control his urge. Am now trying to control my urge to .... smoke him out.
Musten: Cigar is what I like best. Those interested in something that burns long, would be cut short.
Don: Fumigation of lungs mam. I do it in 'moderation'
Rajesh R: Oxygen is life. Can you live without breath.
~~~~~
The Most Romantic Way to Make Love
Vince Style: "outsource it, and sit back with a beer and popcorn and watch the cricket on telly:D:D "
Musten Style: " pink satin sheets...strawberry cream...pink kohinoor....and in tune to the music of 'Return of the Pink Panther' "
Natty Style: In the 'members' enclosure at Lord's, following their hallowed undress code to the 'hilt' :-))
DON Style: make her lie down...pou rum all over her...lick it all off...and send the b---h to go get more rum
Cornflake Gal: "with the right 'lyrix' playing in the background ( ouch..ouch...guys u pliss ask her what it means b4 i get scalped)
~~~~~~~~
BOIL
Anu teacher walks in and says - Am told someone gots a boil? Who is it?
DON (In a pained voice): Ahhh, Maaam, Yeah, I got one.
VINCENT: Mam, to change from a liquid to a gaseous state, producing bubbles of gas that rise to the surface of the liquid, agitating it as they rise.
YAMINI: Boil two cups of water...
ANU TEACHER: Yamini, I dont want you to get real!
YAMINI: OK,
SHALAKA:I wanna explain but "The kettle is boiling. The vegetables are boiling."
NATTY: One boils when the form of Sehwag is compared with Robin, you know why.
RAJESH R: Returning from his latest client meet - "The sea boiled in the storm and was called Tusnami, am tempted on my own ISMS: No.. thats not me.. ITS RAJESH SAAR!!
~~~~~~~~
MEHFILS
Anu Teacher - What is this MEHFIL going on in Delhi?... and that gayfil in Bangalore?
Tasneem: Protest Protest, (ties a black band on her arm) cheating cheating
Yamini: I heard, there's only GAYFIL on nukkad and it happens in Bangalore. I support Tasneem.
Gurpreet: Uh, Tasneem, Yamini, you gals were never my friends, you dont know, but I organised Mehfil secretly with Vijay Nair and Amrit.
*The whole class looks at the trio in last bench*
Amrit: Why you guys suddenly looking at me. I was part of this class for so many days.
Ashwath (with a sweet smile) - No worry Amrit, am here with my Murali. And no one beats my choice of venue. I take a U turn to be with you and not the moderators of Nukkad.
Vincent: You mean Nukkad mixers without me? See you in the club Ashwath.. I thought you are friends and you ditched me.
Natty (gettin restless): You peepals are getting too personal. Let me tell you, when you have a team of fifteen guys selected to live on beautiful carry-bean islands, with beauuuttiiifffull glass, sowrie, girls, the point of view will change na!
Pradeep (Paddy) - Panditji, aap aaj class le rahe ho, hum le kya.
Vijay Nair: Meri khwaish hai, yeh case yahin radd kiya jaye.
Musten: radd.. what is radd.. red or no red. lets have a discussion on whether red or radd.
Ashwath 'Muralidhar' starts playing a tune on his flute - a mix of godfather and lady in red.
Don: Yeh raddi aur radd karne ki baat, tells me one thing - Gimme Red (jumps for his bottle of OM).
Anu Teacher - Yeh Lo, Baat thi mehfil ki, aur sab log OOMMMMM - meditation arne lage!
~~~~~~
Crazy Boys At Achool 3
Bolon bachchon, says the teacher. What is URANUS
Vince: Thats the planet in the solar system which we are unable to see with naked eye as yet.
Musten the prankseter: Eh No Vincy, its that ugly girl who joined the class and we know shes URs all the time.
*Vince gets furious*
Natty (idiots these guys expression): Its a "cold" ball that a bowler bowls from really off the stumps when he is bored of crciket him self. It does not reach the batsman and drops dead in the middle of pitch.
Don: Eh no guys, take a mirror, pull the pants down, put the mirror below, lift your leg and your can see UR-Anus.
Rajesh R: Donny, pull up your pants, tighten up your belt, we know U R an ASS
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Have you visited a Bank? What was your experience.
Vince: Yes, I was delighted that the dollars were wired.
Yamini: Nah, I trade in bullions... not cash!
Rhea: Yes, and the guys there are horrible. They gave a statement that looked like a non-veg platter - so many fish, chicken and mutton purchases on it!!
Natty: Yes, and they said, now we deliver latest updates on SMS.
Musten: No, I was with my... eh... er.. *looks around the class* do I have to name her.
Don: Yes, I know the Bunk-ing experience, I know, I know. (makes a gesture of drinking something and being on high)
Rajesh: Teacher, isn't that present tense of bunk. I want to experince it too. *Winks at gals, gets ready to move out of classroom*
Anshie: Cheating, Cheating, Cheating...
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Teacher: Who has the most creative idea on Nukkad
Aa@rti: I started Twist and Tumble, without thinking, but lotsa creative people crashing into each other mam!
Rajesh R: Talking about crashes, I turned from right to left, not politically, physically. My vote is still with Nukkad... aah!!
Natty: There are so many batsmen and bowlers who are so crafty. Like lyke.. he is the best till date and the world and nukkad has to discover him NOW.
Vince: IC, my next story will be an reveal all.
Rhea: No Vince, please do not reveal the secret of my recipies. Kurush will kill me.
Lapsi: Mam, am more creative than Rhea. She cooks and then delivers. And me, delivers and then cooks.
Class looks at Lapsi, and clarifies - I meant creativity in serving foods. I take left overs from Rhea and rest whatever, I ask my maid to cook.
Yamini: Oh Lapsi, that's why you are not on the cover of my magazine. OK. The latest Portugese restaurant I went to review, methinks, it was the most genuine Portugese food. Creative display, but who cares, I had a nice dinner.
Shalaka: Yamini asked me review the Belgaum Kunda, but DON ate it even before I could open my tiffin. :((.
Teacher: But what's creative about it.
Shalaka: I taught entire Belgaum how to survive on Kunda when there is no rain. Now, they have now desrted me. Please mam, register a complain.
Amit (Rain Man): No worry Shalaka, its DRY RAIN in India also. We look up, soak the bright sunlight, enjoy the heat, and call it DRY RAIN. And DRY ICE is also being manufactured here now.
Venkat Iyengar - But it was supposed to COLOURED ICE not DRY. I painted them CUZ..
Vijay Nair: Bhai, thand rakh, Be cool. creativity is mehfooz with me.
Kunal: My only homework is to make designs. But, dekho itna design banaya, mera homepage bhi ulta ho gaya. lekin, teacher keeps saying, YE ULTA KYUN HAI!!
Gurdeep: Chup kar rona Kunal. Hanu ki dress aur 'mala' dekh, my idea is best!
Musten: Mala, kahan hai yeh bala. Mujhe nahi dikh rahi. I want one for my next play
Tasneem: Muah, mujhe dekhta nahin, aur bala chahiye. Am I not the heroie of you next play?
Teacher: Yeah kaisa school hai
Aswath: I wil play the entire story on my fulte mam.
Sandip Kundu (makes a small noise) Flu - ooooooh - twoooo
Mukesh Tanwani (roaring): get into me car and I will show ya creativty. I have discovered new ways to drive it over pedestrian and yet avoid them, politicians, and yet avoid them, policemen, and yet avoide them - writing a book on 101 ways to avoid police.
DON - Why am I exempt from this game :((
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Vince: Thats the planet in the solar system which we are unable to see with naked eye as yet.
Musten the prankseter: Eh No Vincy, its that ugly girl who joined the class and we know shes URs all the time.
*Vince gets furious*
Natty (idiots these guys expression): Its a "cold" ball that a bowler bowls from really off the stumps when he is bored of crciket him self. It does not reach the batsman and drops dead in the middle of pitch.
Don: Eh no guys, take a mirror, pull the pants down, put the mirror below, lift your leg and your can see UR-Anus.
Rajesh R: Donny, pull up your pants, tighten up your belt, we know U R an ASS
~~~~~~~~
Have you visited a Bank? What was your experience.
Vince: Yes, I was delighted that the dollars were wired.
Yamini: Nah, I trade in bullions... not cash!
Rhea: Yes, and the guys there are horrible. They gave a statement that looked like a non-veg platter - so many fish, chicken and mutton purchases on it!!
Natty: Yes, and they said, now we deliver latest updates on SMS.
Musten: No, I was with my... eh... er.. *looks around the class* do I have to name her.
Don: Yes, I know the Bunk-ing experience, I know, I know. (makes a gesture of drinking something and being on high)
Rajesh: Teacher, isn't that present tense of bunk. I want to experince it too. *Winks at gals, gets ready to move out of classroom*
Anshie: Cheating, Cheating, Cheating...
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Teacher: Who has the most creative idea on Nukkad
Aa@rti: I started Twist and Tumble, without thinking, but lotsa creative people crashing into each other mam!
Rajesh R: Talking about crashes, I turned from right to left, not politically, physically. My vote is still with Nukkad... aah!!
Natty: There are so many batsmen and bowlers who are so crafty. Like lyke.. he is the best till date and the world and nukkad has to discover him NOW.
Vince: IC, my next story will be an reveal all.
Rhea: No Vince, please do not reveal the secret of my recipies. Kurush will kill me.
Lapsi: Mam, am more creative than Rhea. She cooks and then delivers. And me, delivers and then cooks.
Class looks at Lapsi, and clarifies - I meant creativity in serving foods. I take left overs from Rhea and rest whatever, I ask my maid to cook.
Yamini: Oh Lapsi, that's why you are not on the cover of my magazine. OK. The latest Portugese restaurant I went to review, methinks, it was the most genuine Portugese food. Creative display, but who cares, I had a nice dinner.
Shalaka: Yamini asked me review the Belgaum Kunda, but DON ate it even before I could open my tiffin. :((.
Teacher: But what's creative about it.
Shalaka: I taught entire Belgaum how to survive on Kunda when there is no rain. Now, they have now desrted me. Please mam, register a complain.
Amit (Rain Man): No worry Shalaka, its DRY RAIN in India also. We look up, soak the bright sunlight, enjoy the heat, and call it DRY RAIN. And DRY ICE is also being manufactured here now.
Venkat Iyengar - But it was supposed to COLOURED ICE not DRY. I painted them CUZ..
Vijay Nair: Bhai, thand rakh, Be cool. creativity is mehfooz with me.
Kunal: My only homework is to make designs. But, dekho itna design banaya, mera homepage bhi ulta ho gaya. lekin, teacher keeps saying, YE ULTA KYUN HAI!!
Gurdeep: Chup kar rona Kunal. Hanu ki dress aur 'mala' dekh, my idea is best!
Musten: Mala, kahan hai yeh bala. Mujhe nahi dikh rahi. I want one for my next play
Tasneem: Muah, mujhe dekhta nahin, aur bala chahiye. Am I not the heroie of you next play?
Teacher: Yeah kaisa school hai
Aswath: I wil play the entire story on my fulte mam.
Sandip Kundu (makes a small noise) Flu - ooooooh - twoooo
Mukesh Tanwani (roaring): get into me car and I will show ya creativty. I have discovered new ways to drive it over pedestrian and yet avoid them, politicians, and yet avoid them, policemen, and yet avoide them - writing a book on 101 ways to avoid police.
DON - Why am I exempt from this game :((
~~~~~
Crazy Boys At School 2
The teacher stood in the front of the class and said, "Children, if you could have one raw material in the world, what would it be?"
Don raised his hand and said, "Madam, I would like to have gold, because, its lotsa money and is the same colour as my favourite drink. I can buy a supply of a lifetime!"
Rajesh R sneers, "I would want diamonds, because its worth more than gold and diamonds are a woman's best friend." The teacher smiled.
Vince, "I would want platinum because platinum is worth more than gold or diamond and I could buy a BPO." The teacher smiled again.
Musten stood up and said, "I would want Silicone."
The teacher said, "Silicone? Why silicone, Musten?"
"Because my neighbour has two bags of the stuff and you should see all the sports cars outside his neighbourhood!"
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As the class was going on, some said OM... and there apeared Yaksha!! The one who asked questions to the pandava's eons ago, and for some 'godly' reasons, had descend on to this crazy boys school!!
Yaksha: Who helps the sun to ascend (rise)? Who moves around it? Who sets the sun? Where is the sun established?
Natty: I know you are talking about Sachin. He fixed everything already. We will fix you too.
Rajesh R: Are we talking about Sunny - Sunil Gavaskar!!
Yaksha: Bad boy Natty and Rajesh.. How does a man become 'Shrotriya' (One who studied the vedas)? How does he attain greatness? Who is man's second companion? How does a man become intelligent?
Musten: Narayana, Naryana, I am shroitriya. I give gyan, people give hits on my home page and attain greatness. My second companion, (looks around to find Tasneem blushing) and the answer is 'understood'). I also ask old-people to just give hits and make no comments.
Yaksha: What is 'divinity' in the brahmins? What is the quality like a virtuous person in him? What is his human-like quality? What is the conduct like a non-virtuous person in him?
Anu: The self-study of the Vedas is the divinity in the brahmin. Penance is the quality like a virtuous person in him. Death is human like. Condeming others is his conduct like a non-virtuous person.
Vince: What about me Sumanth??
Anu: What you, and pinches his arm!!
Yaksha: Keep quite Vince & Anu. What is the divinity in a Kshatriya? What is the quality like a virtuous person in him? What is his human like quality? What is the conduct like a non-virtuous person in him?
Lapsi: The art of shooting PMs or members out of Nukkad is the divinity called Kshatriya like ME. Oblation is the quality like a virtuous person in me, Fearing me is a human like quality of yours.
Yaksha: Stop getting aggressive Lapsi. Now, What is that object which is like a song in the performance of oblations (Yagya)? Who is the performer of religious rites during oblations? What is that object which accepts oblation? What is that which even (Yagya) can not transgress?
Vijay Nair: 'Breath' (Life) is like a song in the performance of oblation (Yagya). 'Mind' is the performer of religious rites during oblations. Only aphorism of the Veda (richa) accepts oblation. It is richa which even oblation can not transgress. And the Laws prrove it!!
Musten: When did richa join this class??
Yaksha: Vijay, keep your lawlessness away and Musten, stop flirting arounf. Next questions - What is the most important thing for a person engaged in agriculture? What is the best thing for a person wanting to 'Sow'? What is best for an honourable prosperous man? What is best for a person having desire of an off spring?
DON: The best culture theses days is agriculture. No Prank this, but am going to practice it straight away, after leaving this school. Rain, Seed and 'Sowing' the cows is the best says wikipedia. A 'Son' is best for a person having desire of an off spring - mean from cow.
Class laughs as DON looks around!!
Yaksha: Who is not alive inspite of being intelligent, honourable among the people, respected by men, who even enjoys the sensual pleasures and breaths?
Anu: Vince!
Vince: *Trying to hide his face*
Yaksha: What is heavier than the earth? What is higher even than the Sky? What is faster even than the wind? What are innumerable than the straws?
Shalaka - Joy it is! Heavier than the earth, cant lift him and its faster than golf balls.
Yaksha : Who keeps his eyes open even during his sleep? Who does not make an effort even after taking birth? Who is devoid of a heart? Who increases by force?
DON: Can we put Sudheendra, the most eligble boy, here!!
Yaksha asked: Who moves around alone? Who has a rebirth after his first birth? What is the medicine for cold? What has the greatest area?
Pallavi Bhatttacharya: I move around alone. I set questions after questions. The medicine for cold is in the 'day of the year' list. Who has the greatest area is my next question!
Yaksha asked: What is the thing which after abandoning a man becomes dear? What is the thing, which after abandoning a man does not become sorrowful? What is the thing after abandoning which a man becomes wealthy? What is the thing after abandoning which a man becomes joyous?
DON: The girl friend.
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Teacher: OK children, I will give you one half of a proverb and you people have to come up with the rest.
Teacher: People in glass houses shouldn't
Don: Drink Rum.
Teacher gives an angry look...
Don: Sorry mam, it should be "People in glass houses shouldn't run around naked."
Teacher: Your first warning. If you answer again, I will throw you out of the class.
Teacher looks around the class to ensure the message is clear to all.
Teacher: Next proverb - Strike while the
Natty: WHile the ball is rising.
Teacher - This is not a cricket class...
Anshie shouts - I know I know
Teacher: OK, Anshie, tell
Anshie: Strike while the bug is close.
Teacher: What a crazy class, do you people ever study anything? Now, all will get only one chance and you are out! Understood, Next questions - Better to be safe than...
Natty: Punch the 10th grader.
Teacher is fuming. Tells natty to leave the class. Natty, nodding innocently, "This is not fair. I did not speak about cricket. It was boxing this time."
Teacher: Vince, good boy, tell me - It's always darkest before...
Vince: Daylight savings time.
Teacher, being cosiderate: you get one extra chance, becuase this is India and not the US. Complete this, "Where there is smoke, there is...
Vince: Pollution.
Teacher - aaargh, go out a kneel down. These guys are bunch of jokers. I want the girls to answer now. You can't teach an old dog...
Rajesh R: Maths
Teacher, pulling her hair: Girls I said.
Rajesh: Sorry mam
Aarti: I love dogs, can I answer the next one please.
Teacher: Good Aarti, (goes through the book looking for another proverb on dog), Now, complete this, If you lie down with dogs, you...
Aarti: Will stink in the morning.
Aarti becomes the first girl to leave. The girls feel sad.
Yamini: I will answer the next question mam. Can we get Aarti back if I give you the right answer.
Teacher: OK Yamini, else, you join her outside. Now complete "No news is.."
Yamini (jaw drops): Impossible!
Teacher screaming - OOOOUUTTTTT
Yamini: I only meant you will favour the girls and give an easier one...
Teacher: Next one... You can lead a horse to water but
Rajesh R: how?
Teacher: Dont say how, I want an answer Rajesh.
Rajesh (thinking if the answer was wrong, scratches his hairs): Sorry Mam, I forgot
Teacher: OK, another one, Don't change horses
Rajesh Jumps: Until they stop running.
Teacher can't believe this. throw the book to the ground and sits back in her chair. Tasneem and Shalaka bring water. She relaxes a bit, and tells Tasneem to continue the proverb session.
Tasneem: Don't bite the hand that
Musten: looks dirty.
Tasneem looks at teacher. Teacher makes a gesture to continue. Musten is very excited to give the nest answer.
Tasneem: A miss is as good as a
Musten: Mister
Tasneem looks at teacher again. The teacher gestures Musten to leave the class. Tasneem is disappointed.
Tasneem: Can we give him one more chance mam.
Teacher, totally resigned, nods. Musten is happy and does a Hi5 with Tasneem. Teacher gives a disgusting look.
Tasneem: Happy is the bride who
Musten: Gets all the presents.
Teacher gets up: Enough is enough. You rogue, leave the class now and bring in your mother tomorrow.
Teacher snatches the book from Tasneem Next question: OK, whoever left, The pen is mightier than
Tasneem, gives a wide grin and: The pigs... (and runs out of class, kneels down next to Musten and gives another Hi5) Musten grinning: "Our plan worked, now, we can spend some time out of the boring class"
Teacher: An idle mind is
Shalaka: The best way to relax. (and walks out herself)
Teacher: A penny saved is
Rhea: not enough.
Teacher, with Jaw dropped: Rhea, you too!! With this crazy bunch of guys and gals... aaargh... call you mom tomorrow. Hmmm.. make it now...
Teacher looks around the class... Only Don and Anshie left...
Teacher: Don, how come you are still in the class.
Don: You never appreciate my answers. So, am not talking. Am not answering.
Teacher looks at Anshie: OK Anshie complete this, Laugh and the whole world laughs with you, cry and..
Anshie: you have to blow your nose.
Teacher: One last chance for you Anshie... Children should be seen and not
Anshie: Spanked or grounded.
Teacher, resigned look, hands barely lifting, gestures Anshie out.
Teacher looks at Don: Better late than...
Don: Am not answering!! Put a finger on his lips.
Teacher: I repeat, Better late than,
Don: OK, Musten told me once about this one - it goes. Better late than get pregnant.
Teacher faints....
~~~~~~~~
Teacher: If you have 12 Chocolates, and you give
5 to Leena
3 to Teena
4 to Meena
then whom much do you get.
VINCE: Not fair, why should all chocolates go to girls
MUSTEN: I get three girl friends
NATTY: Going by the scores on the board, it looks like the entire team is out, but how come even the 12th man got a chance?
RAJESH R: The Girrrls do make an interseting proposition, but its still mathematics dammmit.
DON: If they are rum chocolates, I would keep them all.
~~~~~~~~~
Ahhh.. the teacher is here... and she has posed a question!! Let the kids answers.
Anu: What is a washing machine.
Vince: That thing at home which is used to wash clothes... and undergarments as well. *smiles*
Musten: (trying to remember) What..She...Machine..!!! Yes madame, she is there in my next play. And she grinds so well!
Amit: (jumps) Wow, Singing Machine?? But, am happy with Bansoori, never liked the techno instruments. Danda bahut hai.
Natty: (relaxed) When the stakes are high, Dawood calls Sangeeta, and she orders Ajju to wash the machine. After that, no evidence of match fixing is found.
Rajesh R: (interpreting) Madame, wah's in mach these days are not in. they are out. These days, people talk about mach +
DON: Wah kya machine. Daag achche hain.
Don raised his hand and said, "Madam, I would like to have gold, because, its lotsa money and is the same colour as my favourite drink. I can buy a supply of a lifetime!"
Rajesh R sneers, "I would want diamonds, because its worth more than gold and diamonds are a woman's best friend." The teacher smiled.
Vince, "I would want platinum because platinum is worth more than gold or diamond and I could buy a BPO." The teacher smiled again.
Musten stood up and said, "I would want Silicone."
The teacher said, "Silicone? Why silicone, Musten?"
"Because my neighbour has two bags of the stuff and you should see all the sports cars outside his neighbourhood!"
~~~~~~~~
As the class was going on, some said OM... and there apeared Yaksha!! The one who asked questions to the pandava's eons ago, and for some 'godly' reasons, had descend on to this crazy boys school!!
Yaksha: Who helps the sun to ascend (rise)? Who moves around it? Who sets the sun? Where is the sun established?
Natty: I know you are talking about Sachin. He fixed everything already. We will fix you too.
Rajesh R: Are we talking about Sunny - Sunil Gavaskar!!
Yaksha: Bad boy Natty and Rajesh.. How does a man become 'Shrotriya' (One who studied the vedas)? How does he attain greatness? Who is man's second companion? How does a man become intelligent?
Musten: Narayana, Naryana, I am shroitriya. I give gyan, people give hits on my home page and attain greatness. My second companion, (looks around to find Tasneem blushing) and the answer is 'understood'). I also ask old-people to just give hits and make no comments.
Yaksha: What is 'divinity' in the brahmins? What is the quality like a virtuous person in him? What is his human-like quality? What is the conduct like a non-virtuous person in him?
Anu: The self-study of the Vedas is the divinity in the brahmin. Penance is the quality like a virtuous person in him. Death is human like. Condeming others is his conduct like a non-virtuous person.
Vince: What about me Sumanth??
Anu: What you, and pinches his arm!!
Yaksha: Keep quite Vince & Anu. What is the divinity in a Kshatriya? What is the quality like a virtuous person in him? What is his human like quality? What is the conduct like a non-virtuous person in him?
Lapsi: The art of shooting PMs or members out of Nukkad is the divinity called Kshatriya like ME. Oblation is the quality like a virtuous person in me, Fearing me is a human like quality of yours.
Yaksha: Stop getting aggressive Lapsi. Now, What is that object which is like a song in the performance of oblations (Yagya)? Who is the performer of religious rites during oblations? What is that object which accepts oblation? What is that which even (Yagya) can not transgress?
Vijay Nair: 'Breath' (Life) is like a song in the performance of oblation (Yagya). 'Mind' is the performer of religious rites during oblations. Only aphorism of the Veda (richa) accepts oblation. It is richa which even oblation can not transgress. And the Laws prrove it!!
Musten: When did richa join this class??
Yaksha: Vijay, keep your lawlessness away and Musten, stop flirting arounf. Next questions - What is the most important thing for a person engaged in agriculture? What is the best thing for a person wanting to 'Sow'? What is best for an honourable prosperous man? What is best for a person having desire of an off spring?
DON: The best culture theses days is agriculture. No Prank this, but am going to practice it straight away, after leaving this school. Rain, Seed and 'Sowing' the cows is the best says wikipedia. A 'Son' is best for a person having desire of an off spring - mean from cow.
Class laughs as DON looks around!!
Yaksha: Who is not alive inspite of being intelligent, honourable among the people, respected by men, who even enjoys the sensual pleasures and breaths?
Anu: Vince!
Vince: *Trying to hide his face*
Yaksha: What is heavier than the earth? What is higher even than the Sky? What is faster even than the wind? What are innumerable than the straws?
Shalaka - Joy it is! Heavier than the earth, cant lift him and its faster than golf balls.
Yaksha : Who keeps his eyes open even during his sleep? Who does not make an effort even after taking birth? Who is devoid of a heart? Who increases by force?
DON: Can we put Sudheendra, the most eligble boy, here!!
Yaksha asked: Who moves around alone? Who has a rebirth after his first birth? What is the medicine for cold? What has the greatest area?
Pallavi Bhatttacharya: I move around alone. I set questions after questions. The medicine for cold is in the 'day of the year' list. Who has the greatest area is my next question!
Yaksha asked: What is the thing which after abandoning a man becomes dear? What is the thing, which after abandoning a man does not become sorrowful? What is the thing after abandoning which a man becomes wealthy? What is the thing after abandoning which a man becomes joyous?
DON: The girl friend.
~~~~~~~~~~
Teacher: OK children, I will give you one half of a proverb and you people have to come up with the rest.
Teacher: People in glass houses shouldn't
Don: Drink Rum.
Teacher gives an angry look...
Don: Sorry mam, it should be "People in glass houses shouldn't run around naked."
Teacher: Your first warning. If you answer again, I will throw you out of the class.
Teacher looks around the class to ensure the message is clear to all.
Teacher: Next proverb - Strike while the
Natty: WHile the ball is rising.
Teacher - This is not a cricket class...
Anshie shouts - I know I know
Teacher: OK, Anshie, tell
Anshie: Strike while the bug is close.
Teacher: What a crazy class, do you people ever study anything? Now, all will get only one chance and you are out! Understood, Next questions - Better to be safe than...
Natty: Punch the 10th grader.
Teacher is fuming. Tells natty to leave the class. Natty, nodding innocently, "This is not fair. I did not speak about cricket. It was boxing this time."
Teacher: Vince, good boy, tell me - It's always darkest before...
Vince: Daylight savings time.
Teacher, being cosiderate: you get one extra chance, becuase this is India and not the US. Complete this, "Where there is smoke, there is...
Vince: Pollution.
Teacher - aaargh, go out a kneel down. These guys are bunch of jokers. I want the girls to answer now. You can't teach an old dog...
Rajesh R: Maths
Teacher, pulling her hair: Girls I said.
Rajesh: Sorry mam
Aarti: I love dogs, can I answer the next one please.
Teacher: Good Aarti, (goes through the book looking for another proverb on dog), Now, complete this, If you lie down with dogs, you...
Aarti: Will stink in the morning.
Aarti becomes the first girl to leave. The girls feel sad.
Yamini: I will answer the next question mam. Can we get Aarti back if I give you the right answer.
Teacher: OK Yamini, else, you join her outside. Now complete "No news is.."
Yamini (jaw drops): Impossible!
Teacher screaming - OOOOUUTTTTT
Yamini: I only meant you will favour the girls and give an easier one...
Teacher: Next one... You can lead a horse to water but
Rajesh R: how?
Teacher: Dont say how, I want an answer Rajesh.
Rajesh (thinking if the answer was wrong, scratches his hairs): Sorry Mam, I forgot
Teacher: OK, another one, Don't change horses
Rajesh Jumps: Until they stop running.
Teacher can't believe this. throw the book to the ground and sits back in her chair. Tasneem and Shalaka bring water. She relaxes a bit, and tells Tasneem to continue the proverb session.
Tasneem: Don't bite the hand that
Musten: looks dirty.
Tasneem looks at teacher. Teacher makes a gesture to continue. Musten is very excited to give the nest answer.
Tasneem: A miss is as good as a
Musten: Mister
Tasneem looks at teacher again. The teacher gestures Musten to leave the class. Tasneem is disappointed.
Tasneem: Can we give him one more chance mam.
Teacher, totally resigned, nods. Musten is happy and does a Hi5 with Tasneem. Teacher gives a disgusting look.
Tasneem: Happy is the bride who
Musten: Gets all the presents.
Teacher gets up: Enough is enough. You rogue, leave the class now and bring in your mother tomorrow.
Teacher snatches the book from Tasneem Next question: OK, whoever left, The pen is mightier than
Tasneem, gives a wide grin and: The pigs... (and runs out of class, kneels down next to Musten and gives another Hi5) Musten grinning: "Our plan worked, now, we can spend some time out of the boring class"
Teacher: An idle mind is
Shalaka: The best way to relax. (and walks out herself)
Teacher: A penny saved is
Rhea: not enough.
Teacher, with Jaw dropped: Rhea, you too!! With this crazy bunch of guys and gals... aaargh... call you mom tomorrow. Hmmm.. make it now...
Teacher looks around the class... Only Don and Anshie left...
Teacher: Don, how come you are still in the class.
Don: You never appreciate my answers. So, am not talking. Am not answering.
Teacher looks at Anshie: OK Anshie complete this, Laugh and the whole world laughs with you, cry and..
Anshie: you have to blow your nose.
Teacher: One last chance for you Anshie... Children should be seen and not
Anshie: Spanked or grounded.
Teacher, resigned look, hands barely lifting, gestures Anshie out.
Teacher looks at Don: Better late than...
Don: Am not answering!! Put a finger on his lips.
Teacher: I repeat, Better late than,
Don: OK, Musten told me once about this one - it goes. Better late than get pregnant.
Teacher faints....
~~~~~~~~
Teacher: If you have 12 Chocolates, and you give
5 to Leena
3 to Teena
4 to Meena
then whom much do you get.
VINCE: Not fair, why should all chocolates go to girls
MUSTEN: I get three girl friends
NATTY: Going by the scores on the board, it looks like the entire team is out, but how come even the 12th man got a chance?
RAJESH R: The Girrrls do make an interseting proposition, but its still mathematics dammmit.
DON: If they are rum chocolates, I would keep them all.
~~~~~~~~~
Ahhh.. the teacher is here... and she has posed a question!! Let the kids answers.
Anu: What is a washing machine.
Vince: That thing at home which is used to wash clothes... and undergarments as well. *smiles*
Musten: (trying to remember) What..She...Machine..!!! Yes madame, she is there in my next play. And she grinds so well!
Amit: (jumps) Wow, Singing Machine?? But, am happy with Bansoori, never liked the techno instruments. Danda bahut hai.
Natty: (relaxed) When the stakes are high, Dawood calls Sangeeta, and she orders Ajju to wash the machine. After that, no evidence of match fixing is found.
Rajesh R: (interpreting) Madame, wah's in mach these days are not in. they are out. These days, people talk about mach +
DON: Wah kya machine. Daag achche hain.
Crazy Boys at School 1
Ah Merlin, Dont tell me Don's gonna have a special apearance!!
Teacher - Who's DON and how do you catch him
MUSTEN - Leads a gang who demands money from me to host plays! And is a pain in you know... aaah, Ignore.
RAJESH - I had an identity crisis because of this devil. Wanna capture him, in films. You got claws, eh clues?
NATTY - He slipped, was a bad catch anyways!
VINCE - You never knew the catch. I call him officially on Nukkad
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Teacher - What are the seven wonders of this world. OK, one by one...
Vincent: "The Chain Smoker's Triglycerides" - its the story of wonderful Diana-Sore who smoked pot and had seven sibblings that ruled the earth!
Musten: "Beat-Over-Oven" - most celebrated song in the kitchen. You beat the eggs, over and over again and then put them to oven. What music - drrrring, draaang, and fluff fluff!!
Amit: "Saat-Asur-Kul-Karni": - at every music session he has to deal with 7 demons, with no karma of his own!
Teacher - "The Chain Smoker's Triglycerides", "Saat-Asur" and "Beat-Over-Oven" what are these!!
Class - ha ha ha ha ha,
Teacher (Embarrassed with the new WONDERS" ) - What is the fourth one..
Chautha Vijay Nair - You dont know madame still???
Pancham Lapsi - *performs a bird dance* and shouts, "chat room mein milte hain. main uda"
Teacher - You scoundrel, get up and let me know what's going on.
SAAAAARI - DON - Madame, since rajesh saar is not there, am just supporting him - smacks his lips and shouts - order confirmed.
Shankar - Thanks Don, it was quicker than my own gooogly. But yeah, if the pitch is straight, am willing to put my bouncers!! Game buddy?
(AT THIS NATTY SCREAMS - BOYS IF YOU HAVE DECIDED, AM GOING BACK, I DONT WRITE ON SUCH SCANDALS)
Vince: Don't worry, cricket lovers like Natty are now being converted to sports lovers at SportsHut now!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was the graduation ceremony. The school had invited all the parents and Alumni and every generations is sharing their experiences. The current students and Alumni are called to speak out what they learnt through the year in one statement...
Some of the responses
VINCY, THE SCHOOL CAPTAIN @ (Age unrevealed, cuz he wants to be captain all his life) - *Does a 'Vincie' jig and screams* GALZ N BOYZ - Time Gets Better With Age
BABY SUZZANE @ Age 5 - I've learned that I like my teacher because she cries when we sings "Silent Night".
AA@RTI @ Age 7 - I've learned that our dog doesn't want to eat my broccoli either.
RESHMI SARKAR @ Age 12- I've learned that just when I get my room the way I like it, Mom makes me clean it up again.
HALIMA SURIYA @ 15 - I've learned that when I wave to people in the country, they stop what they are doing and wave back - *THIS LOOKS SO INDIAN*.
CHEERFUL @ 18 - I've learned that if you want to cheer yourself up, you should try cheering someone else up.
RAJESH R @ 20 - I've learned that making a living is not the same thing as making a life.
CNB Age 22 - I've learned that silence is a company,
.ANI The Virus @ *&&^^% - I've learned that you can make some one's day by simply sending them a little note.
ANSHIE @ 25 - I've learned that you can tell a lot about a man by the way he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
SUMA @ 27 - I've learned that if someone says something unkind about me, I must drive faster so that no one will believe it.
LAPSI KAKA @ 29 - I've learned that wherever I go, the world's worst drivers have followed me there. AM THE BEST DRIVER IN THE WORLD.. :DDDD
AMIT KULKARNI - RAINMAN @ 31 - I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
DON @ 33 - I've learned that someone should post this on jokes thread. Sometimes peepals just need a little smile.
MANISH LAPSIWALA @ 35 - I've learned that keeping a vegetable garden is worth a medicine cabinet full of pills.
VIJAY NAYAK @ 40 - I've learned that singing "Amazing Grace" can lift my spirits for hours.
MUSTEN @ 42 - I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But if you focus on your family, the needs of others, your work, meeting new people, and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
NATTY @ 42 - I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.
RAVINDER BHAN @ 62 I've learned that there are so many people I love dearly but they just don't know how to show it like I can!.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The school now sends the homework over e-mails. And as the children planned there summer vacations, they came up with innovative out-of-home Auto Responses to avoid any homework.
Vince: You are receiving this automatic notification because I am out of home. If I was in, chances are you wouldn't have received anything at all.
Rajesh R: Your message has been added to a queuing system. You are currently in 352nd place, and can expect to receive a reply in approximately 19 weeks. A crate of ginger beer can make the mail jump 24 paces.
Musten: I've run away to join a different circus that has some new female Monkeys
CNB: I'm not really out of home. I'm just ignoring you.
Anshie: Sorry to have missed you but I am getting brain transplant done so that I can straight-away go to college.
Karana: Thanks for the recipe that you have sent. I will cook up something and revert.
Shalu: Silence... I Write
Yamini: I am currently out of country and will reply if I fail to get admission outside India.
.ani: Your computer is infected by the .ani virus and therefore, my server is unable to verify message. Please restart your computer and try sending again.'
Viji: Please sms all your messages to 9812345670
Don: Hi. I'm meditating over what you've just sent me. Please wait by your PC for the response.
Vijay Nair: Thank you for your email. Your credit card has been charged $5.99 for the first ten words and $1.99 for each additional word in your message.
Asheeth: Noted the content of your mail. Am busy preparing my own set of questions.
Merlin: I will be out of home for the next 2 months for medical reasons. When I return, please refer to me as 'Merlin - The Man' instead!
Teacher - Who's DON and how do you catch him
MUSTEN - Leads a gang who demands money from me to host plays! And is a pain in you know... aaah, Ignore.
RAJESH - I had an identity crisis because of this devil. Wanna capture him, in films. You got claws, eh clues?
NATTY - He slipped, was a bad catch anyways!
VINCE - You never knew the catch. I call him officially on Nukkad
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Teacher - What are the seven wonders of this world. OK, one by one...
Vincent: "The Chain Smoker's Triglycerides" - its the story of wonderful Diana-Sore who smoked pot and had seven sibblings that ruled the earth!
Musten: "Beat-Over-Oven" - most celebrated song in the kitchen. You beat the eggs, over and over again and then put them to oven. What music - drrrring, draaang, and fluff fluff!!
Amit: "Saat-Asur-Kul-Karni": - at every music session he has to deal with 7 demons, with no karma of his own!
Teacher - "The Chain Smoker's Triglycerides", "Saat-Asur" and "Beat-Over-Oven" what are these!!
Class - ha ha ha ha ha,
Teacher (Embarrassed with the new WONDERS" ) - What is the fourth one..
Chautha Vijay Nair - You dont know madame still???
Pancham Lapsi - *performs a bird dance* and shouts, "chat room mein milte hain. main uda"
Teacher - You scoundrel, get up and let me know what's going on.
SAAAAARI - DON - Madame, since rajesh saar is not there, am just supporting him - smacks his lips and shouts - order confirmed.
Shankar - Thanks Don, it was quicker than my own gooogly. But yeah, if the pitch is straight, am willing to put my bouncers!! Game buddy?
(AT THIS NATTY SCREAMS - BOYS IF YOU HAVE DECIDED, AM GOING BACK, I DONT WRITE ON SUCH SCANDALS)
Vince: Don't worry, cricket lovers like Natty are now being converted to sports lovers at SportsHut now!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was the graduation ceremony. The school had invited all the parents and Alumni and every generations is sharing their experiences. The current students and Alumni are called to speak out what they learnt through the year in one statement...
Some of the responses
VINCY, THE SCHOOL CAPTAIN @ (Age unrevealed, cuz he wants to be captain all his life) - *Does a 'Vincie' jig and screams* GALZ N BOYZ - Time Gets Better With Age
BABY SUZZANE @ Age 5 - I've learned that I like my teacher because she cries when we sings "Silent Night".
AA@RTI @ Age 7 - I've learned that our dog doesn't want to eat my broccoli either.
RESHMI SARKAR @ Age 12- I've learned that just when I get my room the way I like it, Mom makes me clean it up again.
HALIMA SURIYA @ 15 - I've learned that when I wave to people in the country, they stop what they are doing and wave back - *THIS LOOKS SO INDIAN*.
CHEERFUL @ 18 - I've learned that if you want to cheer yourself up, you should try cheering someone else up.
RAJESH R @ 20 - I've learned that making a living is not the same thing as making a life.
CNB Age 22 - I've learned that silence is a company,
.ANI The Virus @ *&&^^% - I've learned that you can make some one's day by simply sending them a little note.
ANSHIE @ 25 - I've learned that you can tell a lot about a man by the way he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
SUMA @ 27 - I've learned that if someone says something unkind about me, I must drive faster so that no one will believe it.
LAPSI KAKA @ 29 - I've learned that wherever I go, the world's worst drivers have followed me there. AM THE BEST DRIVER IN THE WORLD.. :DDDD
AMIT KULKARNI - RAINMAN @ 31 - I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
DON @ 33 - I've learned that someone should post this on jokes thread. Sometimes peepals just need a little smile.
MANISH LAPSIWALA @ 35 - I've learned that keeping a vegetable garden is worth a medicine cabinet full of pills.
VIJAY NAYAK @ 40 - I've learned that singing "Amazing Grace" can lift my spirits for hours.
MUSTEN @ 42 - I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But if you focus on your family, the needs of others, your work, meeting new people, and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
NATTY @ 42 - I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.
RAVINDER BHAN @ 62 I've learned that there are so many people I love dearly but they just don't know how to show it like I can!.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The school now sends the homework over e-mails. And as the children planned there summer vacations, they came up with innovative out-of-home Auto Responses to avoid any homework.
Vince: You are receiving this automatic notification because I am out of home. If I was in, chances are you wouldn't have received anything at all.
Rajesh R: Your message has been added to a queuing system. You are currently in 352nd place, and can expect to receive a reply in approximately 19 weeks. A crate of ginger beer can make the mail jump 24 paces.
Musten: I've run away to join a different circus that has some new female Monkeys
CNB: I'm not really out of home. I'm just ignoring you.
Anshie: Sorry to have missed you but I am getting brain transplant done so that I can straight-away go to college.
Karana: Thanks for the recipe that you have sent. I will cook up something and revert.
Shalu: Silence... I Write
Yamini: I am currently out of country and will reply if I fail to get admission outside India.
.ani: Your computer is infected by the .ani virus and therefore, my server is unable to verify message. Please restart your computer and try sending again.'
Viji: Please sms all your messages to 9812345670
Don: Hi. I'm meditating over what you've just sent me. Please wait by your PC for the response.
Vijay Nair: Thank you for your email. Your credit card has been charged $5.99 for the first ten words and $1.99 for each additional word in your message.
Asheeth: Noted the content of your mail. Am busy preparing my own set of questions.
Merlin: I will be out of home for the next 2 months for medical reasons. When I return, please refer to me as 'Merlin - The Man' instead!
Oct 10, 2007
Gitika 22
२९. १. ९२
तुमसे यह जुदाई अब सही नही जाती
क्या दिल की हालत है कही नही जाती
तन से जुदा सही, दिलों में नही है दूरी
तुम्हे पाने की तमन्ना भी नही सही जाती
ख़ुद से ज्यादा मुझको तुमपर रहा है यकीन
यह आग ना लगाते तोह, बेखुदी नही जाती
ख़ुद को तुम्हारे पास आने से रोक लेता हूँ
पर उफ़ तुम्हारी यादें... बस यही नही जाती
दिल का सौदा कर पछताना कैसा 'पंकज'
डरता है मोहब्बत से, और आशिकी नही जाती.
तुमसे यह जुदाई अब सही नही जाती
क्या दिल की हालत है कही नही जाती
तन से जुदा सही, दिलों में नही है दूरी
तुम्हे पाने की तमन्ना भी नही सही जाती
ख़ुद से ज्यादा मुझको तुमपर रहा है यकीन
यह आग ना लगाते तोह, बेखुदी नही जाती
ख़ुद को तुम्हारे पास आने से रोक लेता हूँ
पर उफ़ तुम्हारी यादें... बस यही नही जाती
दिल का सौदा कर पछताना कैसा 'पंकज'
डरता है मोहब्बत से, और आशिकी नही जाती.
Gitika 18
८.१.९२
एक ज़माना बीत गया है, तुमसे मुलाकात किए
आ जाओ सुनो आँगन में, सावन की बरसात लिए
रंग बरसों, नूर बरसों, ज़िन्दगानी तर जाए
मरने का भी गम न हो, इतना हर लम्हा जिए
पल भर तुमसे दूर रहना, मुश्किल है बहुत मुश्किल
तनहा दिल हो जाता है, यादों की तूफ़ान लिए
पत्ता पत्ता, बूटा बूटा, हँसता है मेरे पागलपन पे
क्या हो जाता है 'पंकज' तुमसे यूंही बात किए
एक ज़माना बीत गया है, तुमसे मुलाकात किए
आ जाओ सुनो आँगन में, सावन की बरसात लिए
रंग बरसों, नूर बरसों, ज़िन्दगानी तर जाए
मरने का भी गम न हो, इतना हर लम्हा जिए
पल भर तुमसे दूर रहना, मुश्किल है बहुत मुश्किल
तनहा दिल हो जाता है, यादों की तूफ़ान लिए
पत्ता पत्ता, बूटा बूटा, हँसता है मेरे पागलपन पे
क्या हो जाता है 'पंकज' तुमसे यूंही बात किए
Gitika 15
१३.११.९१
किया तुमने, शर्मिंदा मैं हूँ, और सिर उठता नहीं
क्या चाहा था क्या मिला, क्यों मैं मरता नहीं
दुनिया खेलती है नाटक ऐसे, जो सच्चे लगते हैं
अब मैं झूठे लोगों पर, भरोसा करता नहीं
मेहरबानी, मोहब्बत या मज़ाक किया यह तुमने
बस कशमकश में हूँ, दिल को सूझता नहीं
एक मुश्किल से निकाला, दूसरे में डाल दिया
वोह ज़ख्म दिया है तुमने, जो कभी भरता नहीं
बहुत भोला है तू 'पंकज', तेरा गुजर कैसे होगा
पानी में रहकर मगर से, तू क्यों डरता नहीं
किया तुमने, शर्मिंदा मैं हूँ, और सिर उठता नहीं
क्या चाहा था क्या मिला, क्यों मैं मरता नहीं
दुनिया खेलती है नाटक ऐसे, जो सच्चे लगते हैं
अब मैं झूठे लोगों पर, भरोसा करता नहीं
मेहरबानी, मोहब्बत या मज़ाक किया यह तुमने
बस कशमकश में हूँ, दिल को सूझता नहीं
एक मुश्किल से निकाला, दूसरे में डाल दिया
वोह ज़ख्म दिया है तुमने, जो कभी भरता नहीं
बहुत भोला है तू 'पंकज', तेरा गुजर कैसे होगा
पानी में रहकर मगर से, तू क्यों डरता नहीं
Gitika 7
तुम न मिल सके तोह क्या गम है
तुम्हारा अरमान हमें हर दम है
हमें ठुकराने का अंजाम सोचो ज़रा
तुम से हमारी दुनिया कायम है
यह किस मक़ाम पर ले आई जिन्दगी
जख्म तोह हज़ारों हैं, मरहम कम है
हमारा आशियाँ जलाकर तुम्हे रौशनी मिली
शुक्र-ऐ-खुदा, सफल मेरा जीवन है
कैसे कैसे लोग बस गए हैं शहर में
सच्ची बात कहना भी अब सितम है
यह चीज़ भी किस्मत वाले ही पाते हैं
तुम्हारी नफरत ही सही, क्या गम है
तुम्हारा अरमान हमें हर दम है
हमें ठुकराने का अंजाम सोचो ज़रा
तुम से हमारी दुनिया कायम है
यह किस मक़ाम पर ले आई जिन्दगी
जख्म तोह हज़ारों हैं, मरहम कम है
हमारा आशियाँ जलाकर तुम्हे रौशनी मिली
शुक्र-ऐ-खुदा, सफल मेरा जीवन है
कैसे कैसे लोग बस गए हैं शहर में
सच्ची बात कहना भी अब सितम है
यह चीज़ भी किस्मत वाले ही पाते हैं
तुम्हारी नफरत ही सही, क्या गम है
Sep 19, 2007
A Visit
10 Apr 2007
You and me, hand in hand
Within city, but dreamland
Reach our own secret spot
Dreamily build our future plot
Today, when I see the place
Without you, in disgrace
The home and the dreams gone
A future, thats now bygone
I think of a new den
And pick up my pen
You and me, hand in hand
Within city, but dreamland
Reach our own secret spot
Dreamily build our future plot
Today, when I see the place
Without you, in disgrace
The home and the dreams gone
A future, thats now bygone
I think of a new den
And pick up my pen
Wait
02 Apr 2007
Its ahead I wanna look
But her thoughts are on hook
There's a wish to look back
But the courage she lacks
Together we may not be
Am not free, and you are not free
So alone I got to play
And wait for another day
The wait goes up in smoke
And eons later, you meet this bloke
I am itching for eye contact - say hi
You have decided on good bye
So, I write...
Its ahead I wanna look
But her thoughts are on hook
There's a wish to look back
But the courage she lacks
Together we may not be
Am not free, and you are not free
So alone I got to play
And wait for another day
The wait goes up in smoke
And eons later, you meet this bloke
I am itching for eye contact - say hi
You have decided on good bye
So, I write...
To Pushpa
To My Friend Pushpa Moorjani on 19 Mar 2007
Pushpa, tears I hate
When they dont relate
A know you want to impress
But are unable to express
Dont understand and force
Refusing to have discourse
Like I walked-in in your life
But there would be no strife
Without wanting to know you
We shall be ever-happy too
The story is incomplete
Without...
I don't know what to to write
Here's what Pushpa wrote..
hello! hello! ji...
Gulp..er..
what I mean to say is.....
listen! er....excuse me!
Ahhh! Nevermind!
I'll write.
:)
Pushpa
happy to be here!
Pushpa, tears I hate
When they dont relate
A know you want to impress
But are unable to express
Dont understand and force
Refusing to have discourse
Like I walked-in in your life
But there would be no strife
Without wanting to know you
We shall be ever-happy too
The story is incomplete
Without...
I don't know what to to write
Here's what Pushpa wrote..
hello! hello! ji...
Gulp..er..
what I mean to say is.....
listen! er....excuse me!
Ahhh! Nevermind!
I'll write.
:)
Pushpa
happy to be here!
What Is Love
March 14, 2007
What is love, I ponder
Why it fails, I wonder
The completeness of life
Incomplete without strife
Should it lead to break
Or was the expression fake
Togetherness, holding hands
Bitterness, as twilight lands
Forgetting the moments spent
Cribbing about those not meant
Some moments love's impressive
Others makes me depressive
When depressed am quite
When expressive, I write
What is love, I ponder
Why it fails, I wonder
The completeness of life
Incomplete without strife
Should it lead to break
Or was the expression fake
Togetherness, holding hands
Bitterness, as twilight lands
Forgetting the moments spent
Cribbing about those not meant
Some moments love's impressive
Others makes me depressive
When depressed am quite
When expressive, I write
She Left
10 Mar 2007
In the classroom, I get a telepathy
At my thought, people have sympathy
I run to the bus-stop in the rain
Expecting my inner fight to drain
With watery eyes I see her
And observe her wonder
She's leaving for good
I have understood
On this rainy day,
I let my tears away.
In the classroom, I get a telepathy
At my thought, people have sympathy
I run to the bus-stop in the rain
Expecting my inner fight to drain
With watery eyes I see her
And observe her wonder
She's leaving for good
I have understood
On this rainy day,
I let my tears away.
At School
10 March 2007
As the Sun soars,
As the wind roars,
I lie down on the mountain rock
In a corner, my favourite block
Eyes blinded by heat
Flesh burninglike meat
Mind crowded by thoughts
Heart tied in knots
Limbs refusing to move
Trying somethign to prove
As the Sun soars,
As the wind roars,
I lie down on the mountain rock
In a corner, my favourite block
Eyes blinded by heat
Flesh burninglike meat
Mind crowded by thoughts
Heart tied in knots
Limbs refusing to move
Trying somethign to prove
some ramblings
12 Jun 2007
Kya kuch kah gayee ankhoon ki suroor
Mohabbat ho na ho, Quatl tha zaroor
Ab haal-e-ishq main kya sunao huzoor
Apne hi zulm ka dhoondh raha kasoor
~~~~
16 Jul 2007
Woh gubaar jo peeche chhod aaye hum
Koi Khuski ho, Chashme-deeda na honge num
Dhool jitni bhi ude, Sailaab aaye toh aaye
Toofan meri seene mein, dafn aaj, hurdum
Kya kuch kah gayee ankhoon ki suroor
Mohabbat ho na ho, Quatl tha zaroor
Ab haal-e-ishq main kya sunao huzoor
Apne hi zulm ka dhoondh raha kasoor
~~~~
16 Jul 2007
Woh gubaar jo peeche chhod aaye hum
Koi Khuski ho, Chashme-deeda na honge num
Dhool jitni bhi ude, Sailaab aaye toh aaye
Toofan meri seene mein, dafn aaj, hurdum
Asli Naquli
11 Mar 2007
Kaun Husn, Kaun Ishq, Kya inke darmiyan
MOHabbat ya MOOHabbat, kya bataye jahan
Aaj Mehboob dekhti hai 'Ishq' Husn Mein
Aur Mashooq dhondhta 'Husn' Ishq Mein
Baat zabaan ki hai, yah Dil se Nikali
Husn-o-Ishq, kaun asli, kaun nakli.
Kaun Husn, Kaun Ishq, Kya inke darmiyan
MOHabbat ya MOOHabbat, kya bataye jahan
Aaj Mehboob dekhti hai 'Ishq' Husn Mein
Aur Mashooq dhondhta 'Husn' Ishq Mein
Baat zabaan ki hai, yah Dil se Nikali
Husn-o-Ishq, kaun asli, kaun nakli.
जन्मदिन
9 Jun 2007
तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो
तुम्हारा जन्मदिन था कल मैं विकल
तुम विदेश, उपाय अनेक, पर विफल
टूटे ख्वाबों के क्षण, ना हुए सफल
फिर भी तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो
तस्वीरे विवाह की देखी तुम्हारी
घायल दिल को है कसम हमारी
प्यार के पौँध रहेंगे कुँवारी
फिर भी तुम हो सबसे प्यारी
अब हमारे हैं अलग रिश्ते
नये जीने के मिले वास्ते
तोह क्या अलग हैं अब रास्ते
अब भी तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो!
तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो
तुम्हारा जन्मदिन था कल मैं विकल
तुम विदेश, उपाय अनेक, पर विफल
टूटे ख्वाबों के क्षण, ना हुए सफल
फिर भी तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो
तस्वीरे विवाह की देखी तुम्हारी
घायल दिल को है कसम हमारी
प्यार के पौँध रहेंगे कुँवारी
फिर भी तुम हो सबसे प्यारी
अब हमारे हैं अलग रिश्ते
नये जीने के मिले वास्ते
तोह क्या अलग हैं अब रास्ते
अब भी तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो!
The Silence Deepens
28 May 2007
Don came
looked around
Found 206 bones
In every living being
broke none
The Silence Deepened
Don came
looked around
Found 206 bones
In every living being
broke none
The Silence Deepened
Wait
20 May 2007,
That beautiful girl next door
Life couldn't have asked more
For years love brew in Silence
Sadly, never had my heart pour
Then came a day she left when
Realised importance of love then
Heart still locked in Silence
A life burried in a silent den
That beautiful girl next door
Life couldn't have asked more
For years love brew in Silence
Sadly, never had my heart pour
Then came a day she left when
Realised importance of love then
Heart still locked in Silence
A life burried in a silent den
I Apologize
30 Jun 2007
I apologize... for all the mean things I might have said.
I apologize... for all the things I did or didn't do.
I apologize... if I ever ignored you.
I apologize... if I ever made you feel bad or put you down.
I apologize... if I ever thought I was better than you.
I apologize... for everything wrong I've ever done.
What if there's no tomorrow? I apologize today...
I apologize... for all the mean things I might have said.
I apologize... for all the things I did or didn't do.
I apologize... if I ever ignored you.
I apologize... if I ever made you feel bad or put you down.
I apologize... if I ever thought I was better than you.
I apologize... for everything wrong I've ever done.
What if there's no tomorrow? I apologize today...
my kid
29 Jun 2007
When on knee I saw a scratch
I did lot of significance attach
Scolded her in fit of rage
Scared she was from my image
Went she crying to her mother
I screamed, I don't bother
When I returned in night
Found my baby very quite
She had wept the whole day
'Bad papa', all she would say
Kids bring energy all around
Play, and at times, fall aground
Held her in arms, said 'I am sorry'
Tearful burst and she said 'dont worry'
A lesson learnt, dont shout at kid
Even when hurt, dont throw the lid
When on knee I saw a scratch
I did lot of significance attach
Scolded her in fit of rage
Scared she was from my image
Went she crying to her mother
I screamed, I don't bother
When I returned in night
Found my baby very quite
She had wept the whole day
'Bad papa', all she would say
Kids bring energy all around
Play, and at times, fall aground
Held her in arms, said 'I am sorry'
Tearful burst and she said 'dont worry'
A lesson learnt, dont shout at kid
Even when hurt, dont throw the lid
I Write
First few years, it was a flight
With understanding, came fight
Grew ugly, with sleepless night
We didn't know, wrong from right
Both then decided to depart
And as part of moving apart
A blame game was played
In public at college rampart
Today, wise because of age
I can understand what is rage
Love and Relationships are not adage
I now turn a new page....
And
I write...
With understanding, came fight
Grew ugly, with sleepless night
We didn't know, wrong from right
Both then decided to depart
And as part of moving apart
A blame game was played
In public at college rampart
Today, wise because of age
I can understand what is rage
Love and Relationships are not adage
I now turn a new page....
And
I write...
तुम्हारा जादू
तुम्हारा जादू
२०.०६.९२
फंसा हूँ जिसके फेरे में, है क़यामत का जादू
दिखा रहा है अब असर, तुम्हारे हुस्न का जादू
गुज़र रही थी जिन्दगी, अपनी बड़े आराम से
नींदें उड़ा गया मेरी, दिलकश अदाओं का जादू
ज़ख्म-ऐ-दिल धुल गए, तेरा चेहरा खिलने से
दिल गया तो समझा, मुस्कुराने का जादू
मैखाने सब बंद करो, अब इनमे क्या रक्खा है
चढ़ रहा है ख़ूब नशा, चस्म-ऐ-हैरां का जादू
दरिया-ऐ-मोहब्बत में, दे दे डूब का जान "पंकज"
उन्हें भी खींच लाएगा, यह मोहब्बत का जादू
२०.०६.९२
फंसा हूँ जिसके फेरे में, है क़यामत का जादू
दिखा रहा है अब असर, तुम्हारे हुस्न का जादू
गुज़र रही थी जिन्दगी, अपनी बड़े आराम से
नींदें उड़ा गया मेरी, दिलकश अदाओं का जादू
ज़ख्म-ऐ-दिल धुल गए, तेरा चेहरा खिलने से
दिल गया तो समझा, मुस्कुराने का जादू
मैखाने सब बंद करो, अब इनमे क्या रक्खा है
चढ़ रहा है ख़ूब नशा, चस्म-ऐ-हैरां का जादू
दरिया-ऐ-मोहब्बत में, दे दे डूब का जान "पंकज"
उन्हें भी खींच लाएगा, यह मोहब्बत का जादू
तुम्हारा प्यार
तुम्हारा प्यार
२८.१०.१९९२
मैं क़दमों का धूल था, नही शान-ऐ-महफिल
तुम्हारे प्यार ने मुझको बना दिया है काबिल
उजाले थे दुश्मन मेरे, दर्द मेरे साथी
तुम्हारी आए जीवन में, आसान हुई हर मुश्किल
तुम्हारे कमाल को मैं, बयाँ नही कर सकता
तूफ़ान से उबार कर, दिला दिया है साहिल
तुमने जो कर दिया है, बस खुदा ही कर पाता
वर्ना जिंदा लाशों से, क्या हुआ है हासिल
"पंकज" मिजाज़ का अपने, ख़ुद न था भरोसा
तुम्हारे सहारे मिल जायेगी, अब मुझे भी मंज़िल
२८.१०.१९९२
मैं क़दमों का धूल था, नही शान-ऐ-महफिल
तुम्हारे प्यार ने मुझको बना दिया है काबिल
उजाले थे दुश्मन मेरे, दर्द मेरे साथी
तुम्हारी आए जीवन में, आसान हुई हर मुश्किल
तुम्हारे कमाल को मैं, बयाँ नही कर सकता
तूफ़ान से उबार कर, दिला दिया है साहिल
तुमने जो कर दिया है, बस खुदा ही कर पाता
वर्ना जिंदा लाशों से, क्या हुआ है हासिल
"पंकज" मिजाज़ का अपने, ख़ुद न था भरोसा
तुम्हारे सहारे मिल जायेगी, अब मुझे भी मंज़िल
तुम्हारा इंतज़ार
तुम्हारा इंतज़ार
२३.१०.१९९१
तुमसे मिलने की आस लिए नज़रें बिछाए हैं
टूटे हुए खिलोनों से यहाँ हम जीं बहलाये हैं
तेरी ग़ैर-हाजिरी का वोह उठा रहा है फायदा
बादलों से झांक कर, चन्दा मुहँ बनाये है
तडपाया, दिल बुझाया, नींद उडाया, रुलाया
जिन्दगी ने इन दिनों, तमाशे बहुत दिखाए हैं
शेरों में वो बात कहां के दर्द उभर आए
मत पूछो हमसे हमने, कैसे दिन बिताए हैं
गैरों का भी सुना है वो ख्याल रखते हैं
मान भी जाओ "पंकज", हम कहाँ पराये हैं
२३.१०.१९९१
तुमसे मिलने की आस लिए नज़रें बिछाए हैं
टूटे हुए खिलोनों से यहाँ हम जीं बहलाये हैं
तेरी ग़ैर-हाजिरी का वोह उठा रहा है फायदा
बादलों से झांक कर, चन्दा मुहँ बनाये है
तडपाया, दिल बुझाया, नींद उडाया, रुलाया
जिन्दगी ने इन दिनों, तमाशे बहुत दिखाए हैं
शेरों में वो बात कहां के दर्द उभर आए
मत पूछो हमसे हमने, कैसे दिन बिताए हैं
गैरों का भी सुना है वो ख्याल रखते हैं
मान भी जाओ "पंकज", हम कहाँ पराये हैं
अब नही होता इंतज़ार
अब नही होता इंतज़ार
१६.१०.९१
चले आओ प्रिय, अब नही होता इंतज़ार
दुनिया मुझे जाने क्या सिखाती है
कभी ये, कभी वो राह दिखाती है
इधर मेरी जान निकली जाती है
कैसे हो मिलन अपना, कैसे करूं प्यार
चले आओ प्रिय, अब नही होता इंतज़ार
तुम दरिया हो मैं तुम्हारा किनारा
मैं हूँ नज़र तो तुम मेरा नज़ारा
चुपके से ही सही. कर दो इशारा
हर पल जीवन का, बन जाए त्यौहार
चले आओ प्रिय, अब नही होता इंतज़ार
सीने में तेरे मेरा दिल धड़कता है
पलकों से मेरे तुम्हारा आँसू बहता है
ज़माना इस रिश्ते को क्या कुछ कहता है
प्यार पर करो भरोसा, क्या है संसार
चले आओ प्रिय, अब नही होता इंतज़ार
यादों में मेरी है तुम्हारी ही तस्वीर
जानता हूँ तुमको भी सताती एही पीर
साथ अपना छोड़ दे चाहे ख़ुद तकदीर
हम मिलेंगे देखना, तोड़कर हेर दीवार
चले आओ प्रिय, अब नही होता इंतज़ार
चाँद, सूरज, तारों से भी टकरा जाऊँगा
मैं तेरे लिए नयी दुनिया बसाऊंगा
प्यार का मन्दिर होगा, तुम्हे खुदा बनाऊंगा
और कई ख्वाब मुझको, करने हैं साकार
चले आओ प्रिय, अब नही होता इंतज़ार
१६.१०.९१
चले आओ प्रिय, अब नही होता इंतज़ार
दुनिया मुझे जाने क्या सिखाती है
कभी ये, कभी वो राह दिखाती है
इधर मेरी जान निकली जाती है
कैसे हो मिलन अपना, कैसे करूं प्यार
चले आओ प्रिय, अब नही होता इंतज़ार
तुम दरिया हो मैं तुम्हारा किनारा
मैं हूँ नज़र तो तुम मेरा नज़ारा
चुपके से ही सही. कर दो इशारा
हर पल जीवन का, बन जाए त्यौहार
चले आओ प्रिय, अब नही होता इंतज़ार
सीने में तेरे मेरा दिल धड़कता है
पलकों से मेरे तुम्हारा आँसू बहता है
ज़माना इस रिश्ते को क्या कुछ कहता है
प्यार पर करो भरोसा, क्या है संसार
चले आओ प्रिय, अब नही होता इंतज़ार
यादों में मेरी है तुम्हारी ही तस्वीर
जानता हूँ तुमको भी सताती एही पीर
साथ अपना छोड़ दे चाहे ख़ुद तकदीर
हम मिलेंगे देखना, तोड़कर हेर दीवार
चले आओ प्रिय, अब नही होता इंतज़ार
चाँद, सूरज, तारों से भी टकरा जाऊँगा
मैं तेरे लिए नयी दुनिया बसाऊंगा
प्यार का मन्दिर होगा, तुम्हे खुदा बनाऊंगा
और कई ख्वाब मुझको, करने हैं साकार
चले आओ प्रिय, अब नही होता इंतज़ार
Sep 7, 2007
रोते हुए देखा है.
आज मैंने अपना, दीदा-ऐ-तर देखा है
आंखों में अश्कों का, पहला जशन देखा है
आइना था और मैं था, आमने सामने
बिन तेरे ख़ुद अपना, हाल-ऐ-परेशां देखा है
तनहाइयों में भी शोर होता है बहुत
उजालों में फैला हुआ अँधेरा देखा है
दीवानगी और दिल का रिश्ता है पुराना
जो फक्त मोहब्बत हो, वो दीवानापन देखा है
जुदाई दो वक्त की अब सह नही पाते "पंकज"
आज पहली बार तुझे, रोते हुए देखा है.
आंखों में अश्कों का, पहला जशन देखा है
आइना था और मैं था, आमने सामने
बिन तेरे ख़ुद अपना, हाल-ऐ-परेशां देखा है
तनहाइयों में भी शोर होता है बहुत
उजालों में फैला हुआ अँधेरा देखा है
दीवानगी और दिल का रिश्ता है पुराना
जो फक्त मोहब्बत हो, वो दीवानापन देखा है
जुदाई दो वक्त की अब सह नही पाते "पंकज"
आज पहली बार तुझे, रोते हुए देखा है.
दिल्लगी न कीजिये
१६. ४. ९२
दिल्लगी न कीजिये, दिल से दिल मिलाइए
रूठना यह छोड़कर, बाँहों में आ जाइए
तुमको देख जीने की, आदत बुरी लगी मुझे
यूं न मुहँ फेरिये, एक झलक दिखाइए
दिल चुराया, कुछ न बोले, तडपाया पर चुप
मर न हम जाएँ कहीं, अब तो लौट आइये
चश्मे खास के नशे में, डूबने को हैं बेचैन
आ जाए दिल को करार, नज़रें तोह मिलाइए
दो जिस्मो में अलग, कब टॉल्क रह पाएंगे
फर्क हममे न रहे, क़रीब इतना आइये
मोहब्बत तुमसे की "पंकज", यह जहाँ को है पता
हम तुम्हारे हैं सदा, रूठ कर न जाइए
दिल्लगी न कीजिये, दिल से दिल मिलाइए
रूठना यह छोड़कर, बाँहों में आ जाइए
तुमको देख जीने की, आदत बुरी लगी मुझे
यूं न मुहँ फेरिये, एक झलक दिखाइए
दिल चुराया, कुछ न बोले, तडपाया पर चुप
मर न हम जाएँ कहीं, अब तो लौट आइये
चश्मे खास के नशे में, डूबने को हैं बेचैन
आ जाए दिल को करार, नज़रें तोह मिलाइए
दो जिस्मो में अलग, कब टॉल्क रह पाएंगे
फर्क हममे न रहे, क़रीब इतना आइये
मोहब्बत तुमसे की "पंकज", यह जहाँ को है पता
हम तुम्हारे हैं सदा, रूठ कर न जाइए
प्यार इतना कीजिये
१६.४.९२
आप जो चाहें अगर, जान मेरी लीजिये
पहले हुआ न हो कभी, प्यार इतना कीजिये
महफिल-ऐ-दिल में, बस आप ही से रौनक है
दिल यह झूम झूम जाए, बात ऐसी कीजिये
राँझा मेरी मुट्ठी में, मजनू क़दमों में होगा
बस एक प्यार से, नाम मेरा लीजिये
चुराया है इस प्यार के भूखे को पर जानिये
दिल यह टूट जाए कहीँ, गम न ऐसे दीजिये
"पंकज" किरण उम्मीद की, आंधियां बुझा न दे
मेरी चाहतों का कुछ फैसला तो कीजिये
आप जो चाहें अगर, जान मेरी लीजिये
पहले हुआ न हो कभी, प्यार इतना कीजिये
महफिल-ऐ-दिल में, बस आप ही से रौनक है
दिल यह झूम झूम जाए, बात ऐसी कीजिये
राँझा मेरी मुट्ठी में, मजनू क़दमों में होगा
बस एक प्यार से, नाम मेरा लीजिये
चुराया है इस प्यार के भूखे को पर जानिये
दिल यह टूट जाए कहीँ, गम न ऐसे दीजिये
"पंकज" किरण उम्मीद की, आंधियां बुझा न दे
मेरी चाहतों का कुछ फैसला तो कीजिये
Sep 5, 2007
Main Apni Aakhon Main
तुम्हारी धड़कनों को, दिल में बसाना चाहता हूँ
मैं अपनी आंखों में, तुमको बसाना चाहता हूँ
फूल से चहरे की रौनक, हसीं रंगत लायेंगी
सजीले बदन की खुशबू, बहारें संग ले आएँगी
खुशियाँ जीवन में होंगी, उमंगे जवान हो जाएँगी
सदा के लिए उन पलों को, मन में छुपाना चाहता हूँ,
मैं अपनी आंखों में, तुमको बसाना चाहता हूँ
मेंहदी से मोहब्बत की, हाथों पर सजाऊंगा
बिंदिया चाँद की बनाकर, माथे पर सजाउगाँ
गज़ारा हसीं गुलाबों का, जुल्फों में लगाऊँगा
सरगम से तेरी बातों में, डूब जाना चाहता हूँ
मैं अपनी आंखों में, तुमको बसाना चाहता हूँ
तुम्हे बाहों में भरने का, अभी अरमान बाकी है
दिल, नज़र, और ज़ुबा, करनी बात काफी है
अरमान-ओ-दिल दे दिए, जान हमारी बाकी है
मांग में सिन्दूर सजा कर, अपना बनाना चाहता हूँ
मैं अपनी आंखों में, तुमको बसाना चाहता हूँ
मैं अपनी आंखों में, तुमको बसाना चाहता हूँ
फूल से चहरे की रौनक, हसीं रंगत लायेंगी
सजीले बदन की खुशबू, बहारें संग ले आएँगी
खुशियाँ जीवन में होंगी, उमंगे जवान हो जाएँगी
सदा के लिए उन पलों को, मन में छुपाना चाहता हूँ,
मैं अपनी आंखों में, तुमको बसाना चाहता हूँ
मेंहदी से मोहब्बत की, हाथों पर सजाऊंगा
बिंदिया चाँद की बनाकर, माथे पर सजाउगाँ
गज़ारा हसीं गुलाबों का, जुल्फों में लगाऊँगा
सरगम से तेरी बातों में, डूब जाना चाहता हूँ
मैं अपनी आंखों में, तुमको बसाना चाहता हूँ
तुम्हे बाहों में भरने का, अभी अरमान बाकी है
दिल, नज़र, और ज़ुबा, करनी बात काफी है
अरमान-ओ-दिल दे दिए, जान हमारी बाकी है
मांग में सिन्दूर सजा कर, अपना बनाना चाहता हूँ
मैं अपनी आंखों में, तुमको बसाना चाहता हूँ
Sep 3, 2007
Khamoshi
Aaj phir baithe sunsaan lamhon ke sang
Yaad aayi us navjaat shishu ki umang
Kilkari hai, rona hai, thapkiyon mein sona hai
Kahmoshi ke dinon ke kitne haseen rang
Yaad aayi us navjaat shishu ki umang
Kilkari hai, rona hai, thapkiyon mein sona hai
Kahmoshi ke dinon ke kitne haseen rang
Aug 27, 2007
ऐसी दुआ करो
१०.१०.१९९१
9.00 pm
रूठ कर मुझे न सताओ, हंसा करो,
कुछ मैं झुकता हूँ, कुछ तुम झुका करो
मैं उन दिनों को याद कर तड़प रहा हूँ
गुस्सा छोड़, अब तो प्यार से मिला करो
मुस्कुरा कर दिल का चमन महका दो
सुंदर सा खिल कर गुलाब छुआ करो
उदास हो कर क्यों मुझको रुलाते हो
दिल की बात हमसे दिलसे किया करो
यह दर्द ना सह पाऊँगा, मर जाऊंगा
हमे थम लो, कुछ दवा करो
यह बहस ख़त्म करो तुम पंकज और
वोह मान जाए जोई ऐसी दुआ करो
9.00 pm
रूठ कर मुझे न सताओ, हंसा करो,
कुछ मैं झुकता हूँ, कुछ तुम झुका करो
मैं उन दिनों को याद कर तड़प रहा हूँ
गुस्सा छोड़, अब तो प्यार से मिला करो
मुस्कुरा कर दिल का चमन महका दो
सुंदर सा खिल कर गुलाब छुआ करो
उदास हो कर क्यों मुझको रुलाते हो
दिल की बात हमसे दिलसे किया करो
यह दर्द ना सह पाऊँगा, मर जाऊंगा
हमे थम लो, कुछ दवा करो
यह बहस ख़त्म करो तुम पंकज और
वोह मान जाए जोई ऐसी दुआ करो
Aug 26, 2007
तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो
१४.९.१९९१
तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो
क्या रिश्ता मेरा तुम्हारा?
तुम मेरे दिल का सहारा
मैं तो एक अमानुष था
तुमने यह जीवन संवारा
रिश्ता है यह जन्मों का
तभी तुम जान हमारी हो
तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो
प्यार हमसे तुमको कितना?
नीर सागर में है जितना
हर पल है एहसास तुम्हारा
जीवन तुम्हे समर्पित इतना
साथ कभी ना चोडूंगा मैं
दुश्मन चाहे दुनिया सारी हो
तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो
साथ दोगे तुम कहाँ तक?
इस ज़मीन से आस्मान तक
फिर भी चैन नही पाया तो
अओंगा मैं उस जहाँ तक
अब शिक़ायत क्या हमको जब
प्यार की बाजी मारी हो
तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो
तुम कहती हो पछ्ताऊँगा
फिर भी बाज़ नही आऊंगा
तेरा साथ अगर छोड़ा तो
फिर कहाँ पर मैं जाऊंगा
जीवन तुम हो मृत्यु तुम
तुम सब खुशियों पर भारी हो
तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो.
तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो
क्या रिश्ता मेरा तुम्हारा?
तुम मेरे दिल का सहारा
मैं तो एक अमानुष था
तुमने यह जीवन संवारा
रिश्ता है यह जन्मों का
तभी तुम जान हमारी हो
तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो
प्यार हमसे तुमको कितना?
नीर सागर में है जितना
हर पल है एहसास तुम्हारा
जीवन तुम्हे समर्पित इतना
साथ कभी ना चोडूंगा मैं
दुश्मन चाहे दुनिया सारी हो
तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो
साथ दोगे तुम कहाँ तक?
इस ज़मीन से आस्मान तक
फिर भी चैन नही पाया तो
अओंगा मैं उस जहाँ तक
अब शिक़ायत क्या हमको जब
प्यार की बाजी मारी हो
तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो
तुम कहती हो पछ्ताऊँगा
फिर भी बाज़ नही आऊंगा
तेरा साथ अगर छोड़ा तो
फिर कहाँ पर मैं जाऊंगा
जीवन तुम हो मृत्यु तुम
तुम सब खुशियों पर भारी हो
तुम मुझको सबसे प्यारी हो.
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
कौन हो तुम?... नही संशय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
तुम मंज़िल हो मेरे मन चंचल की
भूत, भविष्य और आज
तुम ही दिल की आवाज़
जीवन मुल्य जो न क्रय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
सूखे वयक्तित्वा पर जो बरसी बादल सी
तुम ही मेरा आचरण
तुम हे मेरा अलंकरण
तुम जय, तुम ही पराजय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
तुम आकाश और मेरा धरातल भी
तुम अंदाज़ जीवन का
तुम तुलसी आँगन का
तुम मेरा भाग्योदय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
मुझ मुसाफिर को तलाश तेरी आँचल थी
तुम वीराना, तुम ही घर
तुम नज़ारा, तुम नज़र
सैशव, युवा या फिर वय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
मेरा इमान और आंखों का जल भी
तुम बुद्धि, तुम ही शक्ति
मेरी सर्वश्रेष्ट संपत्ति
जीवन भर का संचय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
तुम बिन जीवन नैया थी पागल सी
तुम हो सपन सलोना
तुम हँसी, तुन्हीं रोना
सिवा तुम्हारे, किस्से भय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
तुम मंज़िल हो मेरे मन चंचल की
भूत, भविष्य और आज
तुम ही दिल की आवाज़
जीवन मुल्य जो न क्रय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
सूखे वयक्तित्वा पर जो बरसी बादल सी
तुम ही मेरा आचरण
तुम हे मेरा अलंकरण
तुम जय, तुम ही पराजय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
तुम आकाश और मेरा धरातल भी
तुम अंदाज़ जीवन का
तुम तुलसी आँगन का
तुम मेरा भाग्योदय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
मुझ मुसाफिर को तलाश तेरी आँचल थी
तुम वीराना, तुम ही घर
तुम नज़ारा, तुम नज़र
सैशव, युवा या फिर वय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
मेरा इमान और आंखों का जल भी
तुम बुद्धि, तुम ही शक्ति
मेरी सर्वश्रेष्ट संपत्ति
जीवन भर का संचय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
तुम बिन जीवन नैया थी पागल सी
तुम हो सपन सलोना
तुम हँसी, तुन्हीं रोना
सिवा तुम्हारे, किस्से भय
तुम ही मेरा परिचय
Jul 18, 2007
Yaad
Yaad mein teri mere jan-o-jahan
Hum bhatakte phiren kahan se kahan
Kadam kyon badh ke ruk jaate hain
Sochta hoon jalan, hoti hai kahan
Haath uth kar bhi nahi rok paate tumhe
Jane kya samjhon tum, isharon ki zubaan
Aankhon mein jo dhooan dikhta hai
Dikhti hai kya aag lagi hai kahan
Hum bhatakte phiren kahan se kahan
Kadam kyon badh ke ruk jaate hain
Sochta hoon jalan, hoti hai kahan
Haath uth kar bhi nahi rok paate tumhe
Jane kya samjhon tum, isharon ki zubaan
Aankhon mein jo dhooan dikhta hai
Dikhti hai kya aag lagi hai kahan
Jul 17, 2007
Smoke Challenge
At the Nukkad
I light
Bad match
I light
No fire
I stike
No smoke
I look around
The ceiling fan
Throws a challenge
I look above
I strike
I light
Exhale a clowd
At the fan
I write..
I light
Bad match
I light
No fire
I stike
No smoke
I look around
The ceiling fan
Throws a challenge
I look above
I strike
I light
Exhale a clowd
At the fan
I write..
Gubaar
Woh gubaar jo peeche chhod aaye hum
Koi Khuski ho, Chashme-deeda na honge num
Dhool jitni bhi ude, Sailaab aaye toh aaye
Toofan meri seene mein, dafn aaj, hurdum
Koi Khuski ho, Chashme-deeda na honge num
Dhool jitni bhi ude, Sailaab aaye toh aaye
Toofan meri seene mein, dafn aaj, hurdum
My Nukkad
Sowrie Mukesh Bhai - Missed last one... but here my impromptu blabbering
There
Where children don't go to school
I want a nukkad
To educate the next generation
There
Where sick can't afford treatment
I want a nukkad
To help them back earn two square meals
There
Where women can't walk free
I want a nukkad
So they can laugh along
There
Where artists want to express
I want a nukkad
So they can get an audience
There
Where people expect lasting relationships
I want a Nukkad
So they have a support system
There
Where people want to succeed
I want a Nukkad
So people can chart their growth
There
Where people want love
I want a Nukkad
To get more from life!
There
Where children don't go to school
I want a nukkad
To educate the next generation
There
Where sick can't afford treatment
I want a nukkad
To help them back earn two square meals
There
Where women can't walk free
I want a nukkad
So they can laugh along
There
Where artists want to express
I want a nukkad
So they can get an audience
There
Where people expect lasting relationships
I want a Nukkad
So they have a support system
There
Where people want to succeed
I want a Nukkad
So people can chart their growth
There
Where people want love
I want a Nukkad
To get more from life!
Jul 16, 2007
Mumbai Local - 1
“Bhaayaain, kanl raant mein tunsi aunr unski saans mein bahut tooon tooon maain maain huin.” Shouted a familiar shrill voice. The whole compartment burst into laughter.
The 7.44 am local was special. Not because, it got me to office on time. But, because of one special guy who kept us travelers entertained.
His enthusiasm was special. He was probably amongst the few privileged Mumbaikars, who could reach home on time to watch Kyunkii Saas Bhi Bahu Thi, live with his wife. And he would narrate the story next day, as the packed Mumbai Local left Mira Road.
The almost one hour journey to Churchgate would be packed with his nasal voice narrating the story of the serial’s episode night before. And of course, funny comments from other passengers and his out of box remarks.
“Toh Bhaayaain,” he screamed one day, “Tunsi ki ladkin keen shaadeen kaan sceene thaan. Loung keeyan keeyan drenss pahen kar ayenle then.”
Another passenger screamed – “Tu bhi tha kya”
He responded, “Haan, kachcha baniyaan mein” and the whole compartment burst into a laughter. Nothing could be so entertaining while riding a Mumbai local. That too, in peak hours!
First couple of months, I would reach out my hand to someone or other and say, “thanks – because of you, the one hour ordeal is so enjoyable.” And the response would be in a normal voice, “You got the wrong guy buddy, it wasn’t me.” In that crowd in the train, no body got to know who this guy was.
That day, as I reached the platform, I realized it was already 7.45 am, and I could see the tail of the 7.44 local leaving the platform. Stomping my foot, I cursed myself – if only I had ran a bit than brisk walking.
The next train was in another 7 minutes, and like all Mumbaikars, I was sure of the time. But then, it was a slow local, and will be more crowded than my 7.44 one. It carried the crowd that wanted to get down at ‘in-between’ stations and would reach 19 minutes late when compared to the fast local that I missed. Which means, overall delay of 26 minutes – a full half an hour.
I decided to take a chance. I had an hour while traveling to think of some excuse for being late to office. And then cursed myself. Wish I had not taken that extra peg yesterday. I would have been home early and got up early as well. And no problem being on time at station and then at office which started at 9 am sharp.
I waited at the platform, watching the indicator and the clock. What a time pass it is, watching the seconds and minutes hand tickle by.
The slow local came, and was over crowded. Not unexpected, even for a first class compartment. I jumped in – as I was used to it. Got hold of a rod on the window nearest to the door to hang myself while another searched for a grip.
It was raining that day. And I saw my neighbour jump into the train, in the second class compartment next to me.
Even as he struggled to keep himself hanging, I heard screams of a fight in the next compartment and while the Local Train crossed a small bridge four minutes away, three men were seen falling out. I told myself, good chance to get into the compartment and excuse for being late, since, people will jump out to rescue the three and the train will be stranded for a while.
When I returned in the evening, my wife informed – “Our society has organised a mourning for our neighbour. You remember you used to tell me about this guy who entertain every morning in a nasal voice? Its him! Unfortunately, he was late today morning and got pushed out of train when some brawl happened.” Cuddling she said, "am glad, you were late, but are alive"
The 7.44 am local was special. Not because, it got me to office on time. But, because of one special guy who kept us travelers entertained.
His enthusiasm was special. He was probably amongst the few privileged Mumbaikars, who could reach home on time to watch Kyunkii Saas Bhi Bahu Thi, live with his wife. And he would narrate the story next day, as the packed Mumbai Local left Mira Road.
The almost one hour journey to Churchgate would be packed with his nasal voice narrating the story of the serial’s episode night before. And of course, funny comments from other passengers and his out of box remarks.
“Toh Bhaayaain,” he screamed one day, “Tunsi ki ladkin keen shaadeen kaan sceene thaan. Loung keeyan keeyan drenss pahen kar ayenle then.”
Another passenger screamed – “Tu bhi tha kya”
He responded, “Haan, kachcha baniyaan mein” and the whole compartment burst into a laughter. Nothing could be so entertaining while riding a Mumbai local. That too, in peak hours!
First couple of months, I would reach out my hand to someone or other and say, “thanks – because of you, the one hour ordeal is so enjoyable.” And the response would be in a normal voice, “You got the wrong guy buddy, it wasn’t me.” In that crowd in the train, no body got to know who this guy was.
That day, as I reached the platform, I realized it was already 7.45 am, and I could see the tail of the 7.44 local leaving the platform. Stomping my foot, I cursed myself – if only I had ran a bit than brisk walking.
The next train was in another 7 minutes, and like all Mumbaikars, I was sure of the time. But then, it was a slow local, and will be more crowded than my 7.44 one. It carried the crowd that wanted to get down at ‘in-between’ stations and would reach 19 minutes late when compared to the fast local that I missed. Which means, overall delay of 26 minutes – a full half an hour.
I decided to take a chance. I had an hour while traveling to think of some excuse for being late to office. And then cursed myself. Wish I had not taken that extra peg yesterday. I would have been home early and got up early as well. And no problem being on time at station and then at office which started at 9 am sharp.
I waited at the platform, watching the indicator and the clock. What a time pass it is, watching the seconds and minutes hand tickle by.
The slow local came, and was over crowded. Not unexpected, even for a first class compartment. I jumped in – as I was used to it. Got hold of a rod on the window nearest to the door to hang myself while another searched for a grip.
It was raining that day. And I saw my neighbour jump into the train, in the second class compartment next to me.
Even as he struggled to keep himself hanging, I heard screams of a fight in the next compartment and while the Local Train crossed a small bridge four minutes away, three men were seen falling out. I told myself, good chance to get into the compartment and excuse for being late, since, people will jump out to rescue the three and the train will be stranded for a while.
When I returned in the evening, my wife informed – “Our society has organised a mourning for our neighbour. You remember you used to tell me about this guy who entertain every morning in a nasal voice? Its him! Unfortunately, he was late today morning and got pushed out of train when some brawl happened.” Cuddling she said, "am glad, you were late, but are alive"
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