It was a great day

Yesterday "25th Dec 08" was a very specail day as we were on stage once again.Our play "Rustum-o-sohrab" did very well. Everybody appreciated it & it was a great feeling to hear all those applauds.............. I was sooooooooooo happyyyyyyy as our efforts worked out.just to have that one day of success we all worked hard. Here in this blog I want to give my special thanks to all my SRC "classmates", Our Dear "Naushad Sir" & "Hema Singh" Mam (without whome this production would not have been there).

" One more year of life "

" It's 12th Dec again . one more year of life has gone and some more experineces of life are added in my life's book. learnt new things,seen new people,felt bad,felt good,something left behind,something is waiting ahead,many things have changed,few things are still same,trying to move ahead with this stupid philosophy of
" ACCEPT THE CHANGES IN YOUR LIFE ".

Apart from this is my next productin "RUSTAM-SOHRAB" on 24th Dec and I dont have time to think about anything else right now, but then my thought process has got that dominating nature like the Indian male has got in our society. and I am continously fighting with this dominator in my life...........
Life goes on as it is going on and you forget everything, but there are certain things which you never forget, it might be a good thing or bad thing.

At last here we are keep on smiling, living a life without undersatanding it completely.

" खूबसूरत धोका "

" ज़िन्दगी ग़मों की इक धुप है और हम छाँव ढूँढ रहे हैं,

शहर की इस भीड़ से दूर हम तेरा गाँव ढूँढ रहे हैं, "

हर चेहरे पे इक शिकन दिखयी देती है,

हर इक आवाज़ में इक सिसकी सुनाई देती है,

कश्ती डूब रही है हमारी, ये मालूम है हमको,

फिर भी हम आज आवाज दे रहे हैं तुमको,

मरने का खौफ नहीं पर, तेरे दीदार के बाद मरना है,

और हर शक्श ये कह गुजरना है,

कि मोहब्बत नहीं ये धोका है,

" पर आज धोका ही तो सबसे खूबसूरत है "

"PARSI THEATRE"

"PARSI THEATRE" not many people know about it. it's a treasure for india.But now a days it's dying out because very few people are equipped with this art............... Our next productin with " HEMA SINGH " is "Rustam-Sohrab " and I feel very fortunate that I am getting a chance to work in such a great play.Hema mam says that in PARSI style you have to perform larger then life, which we are trying............ but truely speaking, To learn this style is like climbing "Everest " for our entire class................ well let's hope for the best. 24th Dec is the opening day of the play and we all are very scared and excited but trying our best................... few beautiful lines by "Aga Hashr Kashmiri "from this play............

"कल बुढापा भी न होगा जवानी की तरह !
साथ दुनिया के बहे जाते हैं पानी की तरह !
किस तरफ को जा रहे हैं हम पता कोई नहीं !
इस सफ़र की इब्तेदा है इन्तेहा कोई नहीं !"

I hate

I hate...............................................................

"Neutral"

People live, people die,
people laugh, people cry,
but No One gets to know,
why someone laughs,
and why someone cries...............

I have read so many times that if we become neutral to things around us, to people around us,then we can reach to true happiness, but is it possible to become "neutral" ?
How come it's possible for a mother not to cry if her son dies.our desires follow us everywhere and it's not easy to find a place where desires can not reach. but try, try and try.......... you will succeed one day. that's what I am doing.

Love, Happyness, sadness............

" Now a days I am away from sadness...... because when I am happy I laugh and when I am sad I laugh more " I am not able to make out the difference between happyness and sadness. Everything and everyone is same for me...........

I still want to research on love. what is "love" ? why do we love someone ? why do we love only those who have got a relation with us?............. why dont we love a begger who is sitting on the roadside?

I feel that the word " love" has not got it's own meaning, we use this word to give a reason to our desires........... Is that tru? Someone has got the answer?......... I will find the answer one day.

दिल की खुशी

"अपने दिल की खुशी , अपना गम आप हैं

हम जिसे ढूँढ़ते हैं, वो हम आप हैं "

What's "WRONG" ?

What kind of pleasure a person can get by "killing" or rather call it "Destroying".........God gives us life and we are trying to get best out of it, but very few of us are able to do so and rest are just trying to be happy by doing all those things which might not seem right to us but we say that we have a reason behind it.
If we talk about the blasts in last two days in Ahemdabad and Banglore, then it seems that those who have a justification for their wrong doings do not believe that it's wrong or may be they know it's wrong but they believe that "what's wrong in doing wrong". who did decide in the very first place that what's wrong and what's right? why killing is wrong?..........
I dont find answers to many such questions but I believe in one thing that If I do something to others which I would never like to do with myself I would call it "wrong".

Quite possible

One day all dreams can come true, who knows quite possible,
One day all bad things can go away , who knows quite possible,
One day there is no confusion in life,who knows quite possible,
One day that has yet to come , might come soon, quite possilble.............

Trying to write something******

Life goes on smoothly, if you dont argue with it. but the problem is it becomes dull and unmeaningful (for me at least) if you dont argue with it........... some times it is really a mystry and i get irritate when i dont find any clue to solve it...... Some peaople hurt you sweetly, so sweetly that till the time you realise that you are hurt the person is gone....... so write now I want to write somthing for those people who hurt someone and go away without even realising that they hurt someone,Uhhhh but I think some other time.............
Well I know I am mixing up so many things here....................... so leave it here.
let's start something new......
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''Aaj , kal or aane wala kal,
itne alag se kyon hain?
ye samaa or wo beeta hua pal,
itne alag se kyon hain?''
''Yun to tanhaai me bhi ek
alag sa maza chupa hai,
par ye mazaa aur wo saath
bitaye huye pal,
itne alag se kyon hain?''
''zindagi tu kubsoorat to hai ,
par kahin na kahin ek shikayat
hai tujhse,
ek gareeb ka ghar
aur ek raja ka mahal
itne alag se kyon hain?''
''jab aasma ko nahi choo sakti ,
toh kyon uthati hain lahren
samander mien,
ye na lahro ko pataa hai,
na smandar ko, par samnadar
ki khamoshi or lahron ki kal- kal
itne alag se kyon hain?''

I dont find a definition for anything

If god created heart then why did he created mind, if he created mind then why did he gave it capability to fight with heart, if he gave this capabilty to mind then why he did not created a third entity in us which can control both of them without letting us know that..........
How would the life be if this heart is made up of stone which can not have any desire , but if there is no desire then how would this life be.
Sometimes it's so easy to decide things for others and when the same thing comes to you it becomes an equation which does not have any solution.
In this enoromous cosmos when i think of myself I am not able to define myself and I am trying to find me, the real "I".

Not sure how to start

Welcome to Manju's world ........ first of all start ignoring the spellings if you have to read my blog ..... yeah now we can proceed...............

I am not sure how to start but i want to say just few lines to everyone including me.........
'' Live the life the way you want till the time it does harm others"
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"Neither I am happy, nor I am sad,
Neither I am peaceful, nor I am mad
Whatever that those moments had,
I dont know it was good or bad"

"A large thought comes to my mind,
That nomatter how but i have to find
That how come life became so kind,
And how come now it has left behind"

"If it was a dream, then i want to sleep,
If it was a part of life, then i want it to keep
And i want to think about it in very deep,
But if it was a joke, then i want to weep"

"But the tragidy is that life is still playing,
It's still not telling that where it's going
It's hot outside but inside it's snowing,
And so many doubts are there which life is throwing"

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