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House Originally uploaded by prabhaJha Things that I see around and feel like writing about. Dogs in NY City obviously the pet dogs: very well cared 2 – 3 year old boys cruising on scooters and the chasing parents in NYC streets: Very confident The dull gray concrete, glass and steel sky scrapers: very fascinating All the brand name like Prada, Gucci and so on: very expensive I would even love to post pictures of how people splurge for them. Many sacrifices they make to keep those intact and undamaged. Finally I also want to write about my sudden urge of asking a total stranger, what is he/she thinking at the moment. As everybody everywhere is thinking all the time. Accumulating them sounds like a loud buzz to me and I wonder what the person standing/sitting next to me is thinking. He/she must be imagining, planning recollecting in the thought process. If there was certain way to chanelize these cumulative thought process what would we end up with up. Obviously ton of them would be th...

shapes2 Originally uploaded by prabhaJha Kitne khat Kitne hi khat , likhe pade hain Kitne panne range huye hain Naam tumhare Is kitaab me, us kitaab me Kab bhezungi, Kab pahunchenge Kitni baate, har mousam ki Likhi huyi hai , Bhari padee hain Meri yaade un shabdo se Pataa nahi hai, shayad ho bhi Lekin inko main, bhez do kaise Tumko tho khabar nahi hai Lekin ye mere dil ke tukde Kaise inko, kho jaane doo Tumtak shayad ye na pahunche Ya fir tum padhkar, na pehechano Kitni baate hain kitne hi prashan Bin jawab ke , likhe huye hai Naam tumhare Intezaar me ki ek din saath tumhare Inhe padhenge aur baatenge Wo khoye lamhe, jinhe guzaare Hamne pal gin-gin ke Likh likh ke ye khat

Hanuman1 Originally uploaded by prabhaJha I did close the year 2008 with a big bang. It started with my long vacation later on Dec 23rd .I left early and did Christmas shopping for myself, my friends and family, only to get home and receive roses in advance for my birthday. Birthday was also a big day as all my friends joined me for a surprise birthday at home. Nothing could be better than that. Early on 25th we left for the Great Wolf lodge resort in Pocono, PA for a small getaway. It was wonderful to get a glimpse and feel of summer during peak winter. We did not leave water until the skin got all pruney. While the kids enjoyed the bunk bed we sat around the fireplace after a soothing round in the Jacuzzi. We wrapped the trip with photo session around wonderful Christmas Decorations they had inside. Well this was not all, because we also had the Big Party planned for the New Year’s Eve. Party was awesome, until we left the host’s house and I slipped on the stairs to end up in Emerge...

street Originally uploaded by prabhaJha Kuch tho hogee baat nayee Kuch tho aaj milega aisa Jisse ghul jayega amrit Meri saari indriyo me Aaj hi tho wo din hai Bharkar isi utsaah me man ko Hamne aash lagayi tumhari Darwaje par lagake taktaki Bahut der tak bahut door tak Adhi pahar jab khabar nahi thi Hamne fir chadha ke shankal Dhul bhari galiyo me dhundha Tumko, tumhare padchinho ko Nahi dikhe tum, nahi mile tum Fir darte darte Galii tumhari pakdee hamne Dekhakar charo or Karke man ko ashwast Lage chadhne ghumawdaar sidhiya Jo jati thi shayad tumhare kamre ko Aaj tho shayad mil hi lungi Aaj tho shayad dekhungi main Ho kaise tum, kitne badle Sun lungi wo shabd tumhare adharo se Jisko sunne ko hai adheer man Aaj, abhi bas ab pahunchi ki tab Bas itni hi der ki khul gayi meri ankhe Tha ye sab ek swapan Kahin bhi nahi the tum Thi main aur meri bediyan Badlate karwat

Dance Originally uploaded by prabhaJha All I wish today All I pray to god To abandon my heart with all the love All the care I feel, deep inside For people, who belong to me. Or I believe that they do Love in the time of Cholera, a book by Gabriel Garcia Marquez a Nobel Prize Winner. It is a lyrical love story. A classic and I was compelled to compare with “The Gone with the Wind”, for the volume style and content. I borrowed this book some 5 weeks back after reading the review on some unknown blog. While I read other books I was having no intention to read as such. One fine morning I carried the book with me to work and I chose to doze off than read. It was sitting on my desk when Alta stopped by, commenting on the book. That evening I started reading it. It was a story of eternal love that I am very convinced does not exist, and if it does is of no good to anyone including the lovers. And the book winds a Nobel Prize, I wonder there are people who read these books and appreciate it....

Dance1 Originally uploaded by prabhaJha Abke saal Mana ki hain mushkilo se halat Nahi dikhate kuch bhi sudharane ke aasar Lekin fir bhi hai jindagi chalti apni chaal Gujarate jaate hain lamhe,sunakar apni taal Ayenge na fir ye pal Tho fir kar le kuch waade aaj Is din me aur har ik aane wale din me Aao dilo me diyo jalaye , utsav manaye Sahridayate ke Bhavnao se kar de roshan Kuche galiyaan, har ik man ke Andhkar ke Paas tumhare , paas hamare Jo bhi hain khushiya Aao milkar baate Utsaah badhaye Jeewan ke har pal me jeene ke Khaaye kasame Saath saath banaye mushkil ko asan Dekhe duniya ko apni aur sabki ankho se Rakhakar dil me bas pyar Nikale har ik durbhawna aur vikar Baandhkar ek gathri me usko Feke andhere kuye me Roshan ho jisase duniya Jalaye aise diye ham, aak dilon me Banaye naya sansaar Abke saal – utsav Manaye

Lotus Originally uploaded by prabhaJha Hmm…So I have hit that wall in blogging now. I do not know what I should write. And I found these Hindi poems I wrote long time back 7/17/2006 Duwidhaa Jo chaaha na paya Tho fir kyu chaah uski, jise paana nahi hai Chale the jis raah par Usse ana pada lout kar Fir kyu asaan lage badhaye Us raah ki, jispar kabhi jana nahi hai Sunkar jo labz Seekha jeena ka maksad Par fir karke ansuna use Chuna is raag ko Fir kyu duhraye un bhele suron ko Aaj fir jinko, gaana nahi hai Ek-ek lamhe ko agar jiya hai jee bhar ke Tho fir kare kyu vyarth wo lamha Jo chala jaa raha hai Baahe kholkarke, kyu tarsna us pal ke liye Jise lotkar ab kabhi, wapas yahan aana nahi hai Ruk- ruk ke chalati aur hai chal chalk e rukati Waqt ki leheren Takarate ham kabhi kinaro se Kabhi khichte hain sagar ki or Uske jhaag me khud ko lipatata chhodkar bhee Rukti kabhi saanse, ghtata dam Kinaro ke liye Aise jeene se tho mujhe jeena nahi hai 7/25/2006 Garv Garv mera Jhukta nahi mera sar Hai...

join hands Originally uploaded by prabhaJha Not a great day- seeing people letting go. Well Wanted to post this pictures after the Mumbai blasts. Joining hands !!

Dragon Originally uploaded by prabhaJha Long weekend, very long indeed. It started on Wednesday afternoon till Monday morning. We were mostly home as it is getting colder and I am getting heavier. We made a ginger bread house (wish I could post the picture) and did some painting in the basement; also visited my dr. for blood work, attended 1 birthday party and forgot all about Pratyush’s swimming class on Saturday. On the way back home on Wednesday, I was delivered the news of Bombay attacks. I called my friend who lives in Colaba and they mistook the blasts for a wedding procession. Good that they were safe and sound though the whole incident was heartbreaking and mind boggling. After all who gives them the right to kill the fellow beings and what reason can be justifiable enough to carry on such inhuman acts? It is beyond my understanding but I would want to know how they justify their satanic proceed against human race. I bet there has been enough talked about it and I am not going...

Shapes4 Originally uploaded by prabhaJha Two’s Day? Where is the other one? There is no sign oh well there is because it’s breathing – almost breathing or ready to be breathing in few, right inside me. And its pretty obvious now since somebody even gave me a seat yesterday in the train. Yeah – I thanked him but at the same time it did not feel so right. I am not sick or something, of course my back hurts worse than everybody else standing in the train, also the swift move offers me challenge to shift my weight and keep standing. And on top of that, I picked to get in that crowded train so that I do not have to miss the next train, even if I suffer little shifting and aching. My above comment should not ever stop you from offering seats to other pregnant women traveling. Always do that, they will thank you anyways. It is cloudy and gloomy outside today. I can witness all shades of grey. Blackish grey of roads, bluish grey of water, whitish grey of clouds, brownish grey of buildings, gr...