SHUT MY MOUTH!!!

Did you hear about the blasts that happened..

No

It was totally gruesome to even watch...

I think they absolutely deserve it. I would have felt better if some more of them died.

i jus.......

chod do.....

Haazaron kwaashen aisi ke har khwaish pe dam nikle,
Bahut nikle mere armaan, lekin phir bhi dam nikle.

Thousands of desires, tantalizing one and all,
Many a wish have I realised; yet I yearn for more.

Nikalna khuld se aadam, ka sunte aae the lekin,
Bahut be aabroo ho kar tere kuche se ham nikle.

Often have we heard about Adam's exile from Eden,
Humiliating much more was my exit from your door.

Magar likhwae koi usko khat to ham se likhwae,
Hui subah aur kaan par dhar kar qalam nikle.

Those I thought would sympathize with my wretched state,
Turned out to be the victims of an even harsher fate.

Mahabbat mein nahin hai farq jeene aur marne ka,
Usi ko dekh kar jeete hain, jis kaafir pe dam nikle.

There is little difference in life and death when we are in love,
The same infidel sustains our life, for whom we pine to die.

Kahaan maikhana ka darwaaza Ghalib, aur kahaan waiz,
Par itna jante hain kal woh jaata tha ke ham nikle.

The preacher and the tavern door are things wide apart,
Yet yesterday I saw him enter, as I was coming out.

Haazaron kwaashen aisi ke har khwaish pe dam nikle,
Bahut nikle mere armaan, lekin phir bhi dam nikle.

Thousands of desires, tantalizing one and all,
Many a wish have I realised; yet I yearn for more.

Hmmmm... but then, Only "fools" dream of the one thing they can’t have.
Tho...

Me, myself and Narcissus!!!

A female colleague asked me what kinda cut have I got done for my hair..
Instead of me, a male colleague replied … "Hair cut"

Only if it just that…

I remember the days, long-long-ago-so-long-ago when i would be taken to get my hair cut short.. and volia.. it would be done for a meager amount.... oh yeah,, I forgot to mention.. it wasn’t a Beauty Parlour I went to.. but a barber shop..

Now if asked, SO!!!... Well, recently I got enlightened with the sheer magnitude of difference..

I’d heard about this up-market beauty parlour near my home and thought would check it out to find what the big deal was about..(i wanted to get pampered Period)

I pushed the door expecting to see loads of women , you know, getting "beautified".. But instead I had only reached the reception of the parlour.. At the reception desk was a computer, and products from Loreal, Garnier, etc etc. I told the lady at the reception that I wanted get a hair cut done.. She asked me if i had an appointment.. I replied, "Aaaaaa… no…"... She asked me to wait, but thankfully, a lady looking lovely in a yellow t-shirt and jeans came out from the room within and said she was free. So I was assigned to her…

I got into a room which seemed like a palace. It had a sweet fragrance and some absolutely hot chicks working there… (no, not a lesbo yet). Anyways, the lady whom I shall refer to here as my beautician asked me what kinds of hair cut I wanted.. I said.. jus make it short.

She looked at me thoughtfully.. Went and brought back a book with different hair styles… showed me what my cut was gonna look like.. discussed with me the length and from where she would curl it.. I nodded my head coz I felt it was better for her to decide these life making or breaking decisions…. Then i waited for her to take out her scissors… Instead she said ,"come, lets wash the hair…" She made me tilt my head into a basin… and washed my hair like it were a baby.. or guess until she was sure she had drowned all the lice on my head…. Once she was done cleaning my hair.. she draped an apron around me which read Loreal.. and boy.. me already felt like a super model…

And atlast she started doing what I had actually come for… "a hair cut"… She took nearly each strand of hair.. and artistically ran the scissors through it and shaped it.. Then she would have her moments of silence just lookin at it, as it were a piece of art she was creating….. she continued this until she was satisfied..

Jus when i thought my "hair-cut" was over.. she took a hair dryer and not only sucked out every single drop of water on head.. but eventually curled and styled my hair…

And at last as she made me look at myself in the mirror.. I was nearly in tears…
Coz now I know what Narcissus must have felt like…




He caught a glimpse of his own beauty
and that was his mistake.

No longer could he feel
thirst, hunger, pain or joy,
the only thing that stabbed his heart:
a longing for this boy
he saw reflected on the surface
of the magic pool.
And so it was that, like a fool,
he starved himself to death,

unable yet to see
that real love is to be found,
though imperfect it may be,
all over, all around us,
within us and without,
and in the smiles of those who care,
and love us beyond doubt.

One..

On his birthday today..... all news channels seem to ask the same question over and over and over...

Is it possible to SEE another "person" like him on the face of this earth...

Why do they all still doubt.... guess maybe its that tough then and gonna be all the more difficult... for me....

You may say that I'm a dreamer

But having seen what he has done makes me feel..

I'm not the only one.....

once again.....

From the "The power of the subconscious mind" -

The thankful heart is always close to the creative forces of the universe, causing count-less blessings to flow toward it by the law of reciprocal relation-ship, based on a cosmic law of action and reaction.

This made me feel lots of good things are gonna happen to me..... So... Thanks once again....