Nazaar na laage...

Rishto pe naaz nahi karna chahiye,
Nazaar laag jaati hai…

From My Name is Anthony Gonsalves

Couldn’t have agreed more on that one..

Though not too many people liked the movie I quite liked the story. Amrita Rao should not try to act hot :)

Naam Gum Jayega...

Naam gum jayega,
chehara ye badal jayega
meri awaj hi pahechan hai,
gar yaad rahe....

waqt ke sitam kam haseen nahi,
aaj hain yahaa kal kahee nahi
waqt ke pare agar mil gaye kahi,
meri aawaaj hi...gar yaad rahe....

jo gujar gayi, kal ki baat thi,
umar to naheen ek raat thi
raat kaa siraa agar fir mile kahi,
meri awaj hi...gar yaad rahe....

din dhale jaha raat paas ho,
zindagi ki lau unchi kar chalo
yaad aaye gar kabhi jee udaas ho,
meri aawaaj hi...gar yaad rahe....
gar yaad rahe....

gar yaad rahe....

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL !!!

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Rishto ki umar nahi hoti…

Zindagi Mukhtasar nahi hoti,
Kyuki rishto ki umar nahi hoti,

Mausam se bhi jaldi badalte hai rishte,
Kabhi kabhi bevajah bemaar yeh rishte…
Chahe jitna bhi samet lo,
Pal pal bekharte rishte….

Har saath ek rishta,
Khamosh tanhai ek rishta…

Kabhi pak kabhi napak yeh rishta,
Mashhoor kabhi, kabhi badnaam yeh rishta….
Rishta benaam kabhi,
Kabhi naam hai yeh rishta….

Kabhi bhudha, kabhi jawaan yeh rishta
Kabhi masoom kabhi shaitan yeh rishta….
Yeh rishta zindagi kabhi,
Kabhi maut hai yeh rishta

Ek ek rishte se baanti hai zindagi,
Ek ek zindagi se baanta hai rishta….

Tumse toh aaj mile hai,
Toh yeh rishta purana kyu lagata hai…
Voh jo barso se saath hai,
Begana kyu lagata hai…

Ek ek rishte se baanti hai zindagi,
Ek ek zindagi se baanta hai rishta….

Phir bhi zindagi mukhtasar nahi hoti,
Kyuki rishto ki umar nahi hoti….
Rishto ki umar nahi hoti…
Rishto ki umar nahi hoti…

Zindagi ya Maut

Maut ko gale lagana aasaan hai,
Zindagi se bhag jaana aasaan hai…
Par, Jinke ankho mein manzil ki roshni ki chamak,
Haatho mein umeed ki dor ho…
Voh zindagi se muh chupaya nahi karte,
Adhuri jung chod...
bhag jaaya nahi karte
Maut toh aani hai par,
Yun usse apne haatho bulaaya nahi karte...

Aao hum saab mil kar thame haath,
Aao hum saab mil kar thame haath…
Madaath kare apni aur unki jinhe,
Jarurat hai uski…


Ke tanha zindagi kaati jaati hai,
Saath ho gar kissi ka toh
bus Yun hi guzaar jati hai….


Aur phir koi kaheta hai.....

Kabhi aati hai nazaar zindagi,
Aarzuo se bataar...
Toh kabhi Maut,
Sapno se behetar...

Mujhe maat roko…

Mujhe maat roko,
Yeh manzil nahi hai meri...
Shayad tum nahi jaate,
Tamana bulandiyo ko chune ki hai meri.....

Mujhe maat daraao,
Dekhakar mushkile...
Shayad tum nahi jaate,
Pashano se druthta hai meri......

Samjho na apni jeet,
Deekhakar kuch parajay meri...
Khel abhi aadhura hai aur,
Josh mujh mein abhi hai baaki.....

Khel abhi aadhura hai aur,
Josh mujh mein abhi hai baaki.....

Santa Claus is coming....

I don’t know what is it about Christmas but I just LOVE the festival. I love everything about the festival. The whole Christmassy feeling is sooooo good. X’mas tree, Santa Claus, Crib, Cakes & pastries, Cold weather, lovely gifts and even the Mass. Though it’s been years since I have attended the Midnight Mass but I still eagerly await Christmas every single year.

Maybe it’s got to do with the fact that my dad started it all when I was a kid we were asked to hang our socks on Christmas Eve and anxiously wait for our gifts and walk to the Church at Midnight for a small prayer and the some cracker show too. Its wasn’t like the gifts were something big or anything , it could be anything from a toy that I have been longing for to a fountain pen that I like in the store during our last visit or maybe a comic book but it was the surprise that mattered. We would make loud wishes and prayers before Christmas for our gifts from Santa to ensure that my dad had a hint of what to get.

I love the late night dinner with family and friends (and the off late fancy for wine just adds to the longing)

And with Christmas just round the corner I am getting all excited. I can’t wait for it to come.