Hum ko to gardish-e-haalaat pe ronaa aayaa

ai mohabbat tere anjaam pe ronaa aayaa

 

kaise mar-mar ke guzaarii hai tumhe kya maalum

raat bhar taro bhari raat pe ronaa aaya.

 

kitane betaab the, rimjhim me piiyenge lekin,

aaii barasaat to barasaat pe ronaa aayaa .

 

kaun rotaa hai kisi aur ke Gham ki Khaatir

sab ko apni hi kisi baat pe ronaa aayaa.

 

A sangdil ye din to qayaamat ki tarah guzara hai

jaane kya baat thi har baat pe ronaa aaya.

 For a  long time, i kept loosing many important things and people in life,

once again i started something with the hope of getting chance to win again,

I put in best efforts, I tried, i struggled, n was almost there,

 

BUT .............. LOST AGAIN!!!!!!

 

It was not just another defeat for me, but actually defeat of my ideas,

I believed toooooo much in God, n never had faith in myself abt a few things,

Today things have crept up against me that, a small defeat set me back took my motivation away,

made me feel bad, made me QUESTION GOD.

If i ever did the right things then Y did u punish me everytime,  Y Y Y Y .

and i never got the answer.

 

 But today a good friend of mine made me believe again my purpose of being here,

my puspose of achieveing important things in life then getting attracted towards MATERIALISTIC things.

She made me actually see the GLASS HALF FULL side then cribbing abt wat i spilled.

 

Honestly, ne more that i would believe in God, i d rather trust myself, n understand that

KARMA is here, in doing it n letting it go but not EXPECT ne thing.

I am gathering all the scattered peices of my confidence, n fight with my life even Harder.

 

DOING SOMETHING AS THERE IS NO RESULT

 

BELIEVEING AS IF THERE IS JUST TODAY

 

N LIVING AS THERE IS NO TOMORROW.

 

 

 

 

 

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray for a man who’s not a creep.

One who’s handsome, smart N strong, he’s not afraid to admit when he’s wrong.

Who thinks before he speaks, when he promises to call, he doesn’t wait 6 weeks.

I pray that he is gainfully employed, won’t lose his cool when he’s annoyed.

Pulls out my chair N opens my door, massages my back n begs to do more.

Oh! Send me a man, who will make love to my mind,

Knows what to say when I ask, “How Fat is my behind?”

One who’ll make love till my body’s itching’,

 He brings me a sandwich too when he goes to the kitchen.

I pray this man will love me to end, and would never compare me with my best friend.

Thank You in advance, N now I’ll just wait,

 for I know you will send him before its too late. AMEN!

Capital Ex more like  a fare in summer in edmonton, where u ca find a lot of stalls to eat, drink, icecreams, n wat not, besides this there were games for for every age group, from crashing bottles to putting ring around ducks neck to win free giftssssssss, or the other in which i won a teddy it was water fight, there were also, games like casino and winning nos, it was so much fun.....

then abt the rides oh my god that was the fun part, such sky skraper rides, roller coaster, swings, n spinning cars,n the most dangerous was the boat kind of ride ...it was all fun just amazing  worth going once in a while.

 

one of the most intresting days after coming to edmonton, well the pictures of parade is the grand begining of this event n that was another day, it was all worth being there.

i enjoyed every bit of it .

 

u all tc

 

shikha

hey all residence pals

 

i m sure u all wld have enjoyed the barbeque n the pictures on my blog too. well dont u think such parties should be done more often? hahhahaha i know all would agree , well not forgetting to thank FRANK,CORRINE, n JEN ofcourse also all those who helped to make it good too.

 

it was just one of the times where u know n meet each other as well those who r new, so y not try na leave comments here on my blog about how u liked the barbeque, or if u liked some1 there or may be n e incident u wanna share...........

 

so wat u waiting for just add comment on the blog.

have fun n tc all

 

love shikha

 

 After long time n everybody's request, to talk about my experiences in Canada , I m writing on the blog.

Thanks a lot for all u lovely people's comments n appreciation for my writings n pics.

 

well I m from the land of culture, n tradition, where the first thing in the morning when we get up is get regards n blessings from our parents n elders, by touching their feet . Our traditions are just never ending; sometimes colors in festivals sometimes fire works, n sometimes delicious n amazing food, and all those small ceremonies n rituals which have their own significance.

 

Coming to Canada is a complete new experience, different whether, different culture, different color, different people, completely modern, n organized, where u cant find n e dirt or n e, pollution, or n e nuisance.

It’s really amazing. After it being almost a year of living here, now that I know n understand a few things here, seems this place is beautiful n the people here are just fabulous, always ready to help n understand that WE belong to different culture, n the most amazing thing in them is the way they respect n like our culture.

 

But when I look back at my childhood n the time n place I grew, then I realize that this place being wonderful, still cant make me forget those small lanes of my country, where those people sell ‘Gajre’, (garland of flowers), those road side ‘Paani puri’ (eateable),

People living in small houses, but still possess big hearts n to make their living possible, struggle each day.When it rains, the birds sing n those flowers of spring just look gorgeous, where the wet soil smells amazing, this all makes it heavenly

Right from the scorching heat for which we have ‘Lassi’, till chilly winters, when we make ‘Gajar ka halwa’, those colorful clothes, or traditional ones all look good.

 

Where people unlike Canada live for themselves, but they live for others n be together in all pain n sufferings.

Where children don’t leave their parents as soon as they turn 18, but then live with them to take better care of them. When they get older, they're not left in old age homes but are respected for their advices, n valuable teachings from their experiences.

 

For all the beliefs n culture I got from my family n ancestors, still preserving them with pride…….. n continuing the tradition of my country  INDIA

 

Shikha

 

 

 

 

 

 

aahat si hui to laga ki tum ho...... phir gaur farmaya to mehsus hua ki sirf khayal tha, tum to kahi dur ek aas ki tarah ho....

 

: dil kehta hai baar baar haath badhau par uljhan ye hai ki mujh pata hai mere bistar ki silwato me tum ho , par haath badhane pe gum jaoge

 

isliye apne haathon se apne hi tan ko sehlati hu apni aankhein bandh rakhti hu aur tumhe mehsus kar leti hu, kya pata shaayad yehi sukun de

 

woh din k baare me soch k dil baith jaata hai jab aapke saath bitane wale lamhe  k bare me sochti hu, woh sama woh mahaul woh mehek,woh raat.....

 

sab kuch bas abhi ki baat lagti hai, woh mujhe haulen se chune,phir dheere se gudgudana kabhi mere labon ko to kabhi kaano ko kaat khana

 

tadapa deta hai aapka sirf sapno me aana kya kahu kaise khwab dikhlata hai,woh ummeed se bhara aapka mere kareeb aana.

Kuchh pal saath chale to jaanaa,
Rastaa hai jaanaa pehchanaa .

Saanso ko sur de jaataa hai,
Tera yu sapano main aanaa.

Maine jatan kiye to lakho, par
Mann ne meet tumhi ko maanaa

Ab to haath thhaam lene do
Aur kaho na , NA .

Sau janam ka saath apna,
Sans ka dhadkan se jaise,
Aas ka jeevan se jaise,
Kaise kate saal solah,
Shyam ki jogan ke jaise.
Jhoot ke parde na dhoondo,
Sach kaho na .

 Jaanati hoon thak gaye ho,
Umr ke lambe safar se,
Saanp se dasate shehar se,
Aas se aur aansuon se,
Bheed ke gehre bhanwar se.
Waqt firta hai suno,

 Saans thi sehmi hui si,
Dhadkanon ko ek darr,
Itna tanhaa aur lambaa,
Zindgi ka uff safar.

 Pal se pal tak jee rahe hain,
Tum hi pal pal aas ho na,
Ek pal to aur theharo ,
Ek khwab dikhate raho na .

Kuchh kaho na !!

 

 

Dard kuch ghatata nahin hai , kya karain,
Dil kahin lagataa nahin hai , kya karain .

Raat   kalee syaah itnee der thee,
Din main kuchh dikhta nahi hai kyaa karain.

Baandh   tha   jo   sabr  ka barson talak,
baadh  aa  kar  dha  gayi  hai kya karain.

Khwab - khali   the , bahut khaamosh  the, Koi  chham se aa  gaya  hain  kya  karain.

 

Dekh  kar   ek  baar  unko   roo ba roo,
Khat  se  jee bharata nahin hai kya karain??///

Hichkiyan Saanson Ko Jakhmi Kar Rahi Hongi,
Mehsoos Kar Tujhko Yaad koi Kar raha hai.
Jis Waqt Hona tha tujhe Najdeek Mere,
Wo Waqt Mere Paas Se Gujar Raha Hai.

Samajh nahein payi Ki kis se naraj hoon, duniya se, apno se, begano se, ya fir APNE AAP SE? Laut ke aana bhi hua to unhi tanhaiyon ke daman main? Magar koshish karungi ki Aap se aamne saamne na sahi kam se kam dil hi dil main bat kar sakun aur ghamon ko kuchh palon ke liye hi sahi, sahi mayno main jee sakun...BAS AAPKE KUCHH SHABDON KI JURURAT HAI.

 

Tamanna