PRAY FOR ALL

God has given us this life to love and to stay together but we selfish people are misusing the blessings of god.Each of us is so busy in ourselves and in our Family that we are not taking care of the creation of god and destroying it....
Nature is taking its own coarse to make balance in the world. We are destroying the means of nature and because of it we are suffering from floods and earthquakes and other natural calamities. We should respect our environment and the sources provided by Almighty God to make our and others life healthy and happy.
Instead of thanking and staying happy with whatever god has given ,many of us are hurting and killing each other because of evil purpose. They are spreading hatred and negativity amongst each of us. All of them are thinking that they are more stronger than god and whatever they are doing is right but they don't know the POWER OF GOD. They are more foolish themselves as they think that they are fooling 'GOD'. Spiritually they are so low that they cant listen to their sub-conscious mind and doing Rubbish.

We all should pray so hard that the motive of these people get failed and our prayers help us to be more positive and stronger.


COME ON LETS ALL PRAY FOR OUR WORLD TO GOD ALMIGHTY SO THAT WE STAY TOGETHER AND HELP EACH OTHER.

ALWAYS SAY A PRAYER

Ever wonder about Abbreviation
'ASAP'?????

Generally we think of it in terma of even more hurry and stress in our lives.may be if we think of this abbreviation in a different way,we will begin to find a new way to deal those ROUGH DAY along the way.

"There is work to do,deadlines to meet;You've got no time to spare;But as you hurry and scurry-A.S.A.P
" ALWAYS SAY A PRAYER"


In the midst of family chaos "QUALITY TIME" is rare.Do your best, Let 'GOD' do the rest-A.S.A.P
"ALWAYS SAY A PRAYER"

It may seems like your worries are more than you can bear. Slow down and take breather. -A.S.A.P
"ALWAYS SAY A PRAYER"


TODAY I AM SAYING A LITTLE PRAYER THAT 'GOD' WILL SMILE ON YOU AND SEND YOU ALL THE SPECIAL BLESSINGS YOU DESERVE.

A.S.A.P

Bachpan aur Yaadein.....!!!

ye daulat bhii le lo, ye shoharat bhii le lo
bhale chhiin lo mujhase merii javaanii
magar mujhako lautaa do bachapan kaa saavan
vo kaagaz kii kashtii, vo baarish kaa paanii

muhalle kii sabase nishaanii puraanii
vo budhiyaa jise bachche kahate the naanii
vo naanii kii baaton mein pariyon kaa deraa
vo chahare kii jhuriryon mein sadiyon kaa pheraa
bhulaae nahiin bhuul sakataa hai koi
vo chhotii sii raaten vo lambii kahaanii

kadii dhuup mein apane ghar se nikalanaa
vo chidiyaa vo bulabul vo titalii pakadanaa
vo gudiyaa kii shaadii mein ladanaa jhagadanaa
vo jhuulon se giranaa vo gir ke sambhalanaa
vo piital ke chhallon ke pyaare se tohafe
vo tuutii hui chuudiyon kii nishaanii

kabhii ret ke unche tiilon pe jaanaa
gharaunde banaanaa banaake mitaanaa
vo maasuum chahat kii tasviir apanii
vo kvaabon khilaunon kii jaagiir apanii
na duniyaa kaa gam thaa na rishton ke bandhan
badii khuubasuurat thii vo zindagaanii

Whenever i listen these lines i fall deep into the beautiful memories of my childhood. Days when BHAABU ( my grand maa) use to tell us different stories.. Chidiya and chida ki, Shaikchilli ki aur bhi bahut saari.. and we all used to sleep in between without listening the whole part. The way she used to take us for Chaats and Pakori's. The way we she used to fight with us for movies and other things. Whenever i use to get scared at night she used to say "Dont worry i m here" . The way she used to argue with Dad for us whenever Dad got angry on us. I miss her alot but i know wherever My Bhaabu is, she is with me always and still protecting us.

I still remember the times when I used to play with DHRUVATA, always wanted her to play the way I want to. We both loved to Dance . So we played roles and danced on songs like Khambe jaisi khadi and Khudh ko kya samjhti hai. She always wore Jeans and T-Shirt as she had to dance as a boy and I ofcourse as a girl . We both used to wash utensils not because we love to but because we both

had so many things to talk about we found that work the safest to sit and chat. I still remember our figths and then give chits to each other... That was our way to patch up. I love her Alot. She was and is my best friend.

I still remember my maggie and tea parties at night in Rishikesh and our mitti ke ghar in Pushkar. Our gangaji ki masti and our small small fights. I miss my Bachpan as we all are grownups now and are busy in studies and works. I hate it...Grrrr...As now we all cant meet the way we use to meet in summer holidays( For two months) but ya whenever we meet its always like a great party. We always wait for marriages at our place so that we all can meet and dance together and play A to Z and Chaukari. I love all my Brother and sisters and Specially my Nani, Nana, Bhaabu and all elders because of them we are in this world and are together and respect eachother.. (Touchwood).
Thank you to all of u.. Muaaahhhh

Waking Life

NOTE: DO NOT PAY ATTENTION TO WHATEVER I SAY OR SUGGEST.

Being an early blogger i dont seem to have the drive to put things onto the paper. Its my first post. I desperately want to write something funny and insightful and delightfully readable, but I can't. Then i read a few other's blogs and i find the drive. But the drive isnt enough. Anything literary or for that matter anything creative needs motivation.. for soul (like energy!) can neither be created nor destroyed. Which makes me think… If a soul can neither be created nor destroyed it means that there are a finite number of souls in this world. So in a way we always borrow a part of a soul for a new creation. Nothing new will come to life till something else loses its…at least a part of it. Even a new thought will kill an old one in order to find its place in you. And if doesnt contradict something you thought of before it it simply replaces the thought where "you never thought of it" before. The population of the world has doubled in the past couple of centuries. So if the number of souls is the same then we are only a part of a soul. But who knows what a soul is anyway. Whether any such thing exists. I do though. It doesn’t have to be a ghost. A soul doesn’t even have to be a spirit. It might just be a thought. That makes me think again. How is it that I am writing about this. I certainly am not “intellectual” enough. If a soul is a thought then how is it that I have a new one? I think about it hard and realize I don’t. Its borrowed. Sub consciously though. From a conversation between two characters in a movie called Waking Life. So I haven’t created a soul but certainly borrowed a part of it. It was something created somewhere sometime by someone. But I have a part of it and if you have read this far then so do you.

"I keep thinking about something you said.
- Something I said? - Yeah.
About how you often feel like you're observing your life...
from the perspective of an old woman about to die.
- You remember that? - Yeah. I still feel that way sometimes.
Like I'm looking back on my life.
Like my waking life is her memories.
Exactly.
I heard that Tim Leary said as he was dying...
that he was looking forward to the moment...
when his body was dead, but his brain was still alive.
They say that there's still 6 to 8 minutes of brain activity after everything is shut down.
And a second of dream consciousness, right,
well, that's infinitely longer than a waking second.
- You know what I'm saying? - Oh, yeah, definitely.
For example, I wake up and it's 7 :12
and then I go back to sleep and I have those long, intricate,
beautiful dreams that seem to last for hours,
and then I wake up and it's... 7 : 13 .
Exactly. So then 6 to 8 minutes of brain activity,
I mean, that could be your whole life.
I mean, you are that woman looking back over everything.
Okay, so what if I am? Then what would you be in all that?
Whatever I am right now.
I mean, yeah, maybe I only exist in your mind.
I'm still just as real as anything else.
Yeah.
- I've been thinking also about something you said. - What's that?
Just about reincarnation and where all the new souls come from over time.
Everybody always say that they've been the reincarnation...
of Cleopatra or Alexander the Great.
I always want to tell them they were probably some dumb f*** like everybody else.
I mean, it's impossible. Think about it.
The world population has doubled in the past years, right?
- So if you really believe in that ego thing of one eternal soul, - Mm-hmm.
then you only have a 1 % chance of your soul being over 100 .
And for it to be over 100 years old, then it's only one out of six.
So what are you saying then? Reincarnation doesn't exist...
or that we're all young souls like where half of us are first-round humans?
No, no. What I'm trying to say is that somehow I believe...
reincarnation is just a--
a poetic expression of what collective memory really is.
There was this article by this biochemist that I read not long ago,
and he was talking about how when a member of a species is born,
it has a billion years of memory to draw on.
And this is where we inherit our instincts.
I like that. It's like there's, um,
this whole telepathic thing going on that we’re all a part of,
whether we’re conscious of it or not.
That would explain why there's all these, you know,
seemingly spontaneous, worldwide, innovative leaps in science, in the arts.
You know, like the same results poppin' up everywhere independent of each other.
Some guy on a computer, he figures something out,
and then almost simultaneously, a bunch of other people all over the world...
- figure out the same thing. - Mm-hmm.
They did this study. They isolated a group of people over time,
and they monitored their abilities at crossword puzzles...
in relation to the general population.
And then they secretly gave them a day-old crossword,
one that had already been answered by thousands of other people.
Their scores went up dramatically, like percent.
So it's like once the answers are out there,
you know, people can pick up on 'em.
It's like we're all telepathically sharing our experiences "
- Waking Life