दिल की बातें, सीधे से

Kisi roz kahin par Jab tumko paya tha tab khud ko paya tha Kuch pal aur kuch ghadee ke liye hi Mahsus huyi thi, is dil ko chahat Tumhe chaahato ki thi, khud se muhabbat Khokhli ummide aur swaarth ki doriyaan Swapan marichika aur samajo ki bediyaa Baandh Ankho pe patti Kar ansuni atma ki wedna Khoya bhi maine khud ko Wahi par kahi tha.

It was around Thanksgiving of 2009 that I took oath to lose my baby weight. I set a target for myself to lose 12 Lbs in 6 weeks. Well being as competitive as I am, I lost 14 lbs of it. This resulted in fitting into old jeans and many T-shirts which were hidden in the darkest corners of my closet. (Not to mention I put 6 lbs back on by the end of March). That is the diet people usually talk about, well mostly talk about. Especially on weekends when you meet up with friends and sit around the dining table or look at that skinny girl dancing on the big screen. We just find excuses to talk about that diet. With obesity as an epidemic, there are 100s of diet program which help you lose weight. Promise you to get your life back on track, save marriages, prevent cancer and what not. During the day time, when I try to catch some breaking news I surf through at least 27 channels talking about various diet or exercise program. And that’s not something I wish to talk about here today as I leave i

Aaj Sakale Sakaale , daadiye janlaar dhaare dekhlaam neeche, choti pore - niye haathe cha Taktak kare, takiye aamar deeke se ki tumi chile?

वो दिया हू मै जिसे दिन मे जलाया सुरज को दिखाया गया जला भी , बुझा भी हो कर के खाक भी बस रह गया मै बन के मजाक कि मैने रोशनी भी नही की

Today is a perfect day to just rant about things. It is bright and sunny morning while it was quite cloudy yesterday. To me, things are blurred then ever. Ok - how does it sound like when the father of your children leaves house for the day in crisp white shirt, black suit and blue tie (I know people expected red - no that’s too bold for him), holding a toasted bagel in one hand the laptop bag in other. At the door he says good bye saying “Be calm and be good". Should that reduce me to the wild 6 year old creature sleeping hopelessly in his captain bed and dreaming about all the DSi games he is going to own? Or, should it bring smile to my face thinking, how thoughtful and caring the comment is and I must follow through...Deep breath...another one and sit in Padmasan with eyes closed and keep the posture for the rest of the day because it has been advised to me? The next thing that bothers me today is people keeping 2 last names in their names. It makes me feel as if they are not