Last month I went to Vaishno Devi to seek blessings of Maa Vaishno Devi. Usually I go alone and this time was not an exception either. Weather was awesome and so was the journey right from the start till end that is back to chandigarh. Nevertheless whatever happenned in between, the weather gods were very kind on me.
In Gurgaon and settling down…..
Will update sooon…. So far so good is what I could say !
Manzilein unhi ko milti hain, Jinke Sapno mein Jaan hoti hai,
Pankhon se kuch nahi hota ae dost,
Hauslon se udaan hoti hai
Never been a day dreamer as such though love to dream whenever I could….rather if I could. Heard these lines so many times yet never thought of getting into details until now. Whom so ever had written these lines must be an optimistic. Hard to find such people these days.
Hauslon se udaan hoti hai 
Though he called it off before I was born however it is a well known fact the Field Marshal never retires and the rank is conferred for life. I guess in Sam Maneskshaw’s case it will be till eternity.
I have heard so much about him that getting to know that he is in comma and subsequently parted ways with life left me sad. Indeed a hero he was or rather he is. We will surely remember his contribution forever to what we are at present. Thanks Sam. I will miss you.
The local bar was so sure that its bartender was the strongest man around that they offered a Rs 5,000 bet. The bartender would squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran into a glass, and hand the lemon to a patron.
Anyone who could squeeze one more drop of juice out would win the money.
Many people like weight-lifters, wrestlers, body builders, etc had tried over time, but nobody could do it.
Recently I had a chance to read some of the work of Khalil Gibran……
Amazing ! How beautiful a person could think and write. I read Ghalil Gibran’s The Prophet. He simply portrays his belief in the overwhelming power of love in human nature. Outstanding indeed. One of his poem that I liked a lot was on Children. Indeed worth reading and relating …
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
For me taking out time for myself is a luxury which I cannot afford at any cost. I believe it is for anyone who is into too many roles at the same time and trying to do justice to each one. Aadat ho gayee hai ab to.
After such a long time I listened to sufi kalam… I do not have words to express the feelings. bahut hi badiya.
Check this out.
Parh parh ilm hazaar kitaaban
qaddi apnay aap nou parhiya naee
Recently I happened to see an email which I found quite good….hey before you guys reach at a conclusion…please for god sake do not read this thinking me in mind …. mera hansta, khush aur abbad ghar barbaaad ho jayeeega….
Here it goes
Before Marriage - - -
31st of May is celebrated as the World No Tobacco Day. It is not a special but basically just another normal day when we think about the well being of the mankind. We think about our children and we think about our next generation which is yet to see this beautiful world. A quote I read from a site
“The world is beautiful, but has a disease called man”
Just yesterday my spouse narrated a small story, out of nowhere and there I was speechless and busy with my thoughts after the story ended. She smiled and sensing that it will take me some time to get back in future, she just vanished with her usual household chores. It made me think again and again how taking up somebody else’s responsibility or rather burden lands you in a troublesome situation sooner or later. Piling up additional tasks/responsibilities is always good for an individual’s growth however before taking it one should be aware of the limits one may have.