Friday 21 December 2012

if tomorrow never comes


As I hear people talking around, is this the last day? Then what do I have? Memories Profound…

Am I living these moments left? Or carrying the baggage of Past, Do I even have time to think? Its running so fast.

Mom did I Say how much I love you, Oh my dear how did I miss to hug you.
You my friend are so dear, did I not tell you because of fear.

No one takes anything along, but what have I Given? Hope my deeds were not always selfishly driven..
Time that I wasted getting angry from you; I wish I was patient, would have smiled with you.

O-Lord!! Did I thank you enough for what I got in life, or did I keep cribbing, as if my life was on edge of a knife.

When I look into my heart, I find a wish list so long, they were small little things, what was I waiting for? I was so wrong.
Misunderstandings that we had and kept stuck like a glue, it was a mere game of ego, that kept playing between me and you.

You have asked for it or not, I have already forgiven you,
Forgiveness Is what I ask from all whom I hurt, sometimes knowingly sometimes I never even had a clue.

There is so much to write, I can never get thru,
If I get to live tomorrow, it would be a new Me for a ‘YOU’.. J

© Manisha Dawar

Thursday 13 December 2012

Jee Loon Zaraa


Naino Se jab Barsa saawan to yaad aya, kya maine hai khoya or kya paaya,
Doob he rahi thi jab is varsha main, tab achanak tera khayal aaya, jab mann ki ankhein kholi to tujhko sath he paaya.
Bhula k pichli kahani dil ne gun gunaya, bahut hua, bas ab main jee loon zaraa.

Jee loon unn sapno ko jinko ankho main hoon sanjoti, khayalo ke resham dhagey main piroti.
Jee loon in lamho ko ki tu mere sath hai, hath tham k kehta hai tu, main hoon na, darne ki kya baat hai.

Haan sach hai ye ki tu ab tak mere khayalo main hai, khuda se maanga hai tujhe, Gawah hai wo, ki hur dum tu mere sawalon main hai.
Jigyasa hain mann main ki tu kab aayega, par tab tak is intezar ko jee loon, bhavnao k is pyale ko pee loon.

Tujh sang to humesha chalega pyar ka mausam, par tab tak is kudarat k nazare ko jee loon.
Sardi ka akelapan, to garmi main chao ki talash, rim  jhim barish main akele he bheeg loon,

Jab aayega tu, to sath main bantengey, par tab tak, dukh k patt-jhud or sukh k basant ko akele he Jee Loon.

Tere intezaar main tujh sang sath rehna seeekh loon.

© Manisha Dawar

Friday 30 November 2012

Chanda teri Chandani


Mehsus kar rahi hu jitna, likh na paungi utna, par fir bhi koshish zarur karungi ki dewaana kiya hai aaj, Chanda Teri Chandani ne.
Ehsaas Hai wo Pehle pyar sa, Khuda teri Kudarat se Mohabat ke izhaar ka, Garam Sanso ko chuti thandi fizao ki takrar ka,

Kuch bol na rahi hai kudarat par sunn pa rahi hu ye khamoshi, Rom rom ko jugaa jati ye sheet ki sarghoshi.
Akela pann kabhi itna khushnaseeb na tha, ki pyar tu kabhi mere itne kareeb na tha,
Jhali main dhundh rahi thi tujhe kisi ek roop main, aaj to nazar aa raha hai tu har ek roop main.
Chanda Teri ye kesi hai maaya, Chandani ne teri aaj kehar hai dhaya.
Rait par bikhri hai jo, use apne tan se sparsh kar lu, lekar hathon main apne muthi main band kar lu,
Sheetal Jal par bikhri hai jo, usey pee apne andar samaa lu,
Asmaan main bikhri hai jo, uss chadar tale khud ko chupa lu.
Phulon par padhi oss main, hirey ki tarah ho chamak rahi, to kabhi gori k mang tike par ho Damak rahi.

Komal to tha he mann, par aaj kitna Komal bana diya hai tann,
Band ankhon se tujhe mehsus kar khud se he hoon Sharma rahi, aey ratiya teri aghosh main hu sama rahi.
Thandi hawaon ka kuch aesa hai sparsh, apne pyar ko gale lugane ka jesa hota hai harsh.
Ab likhu or kya? Bas in lamho ko jee lu, Aey chand tere mehkhane se iss chandani ko pee lu.

© Manisha Dawar

Saturday 24 November 2012

What Does Happiness Mean ??


Sitting idle on the floor, I wonder what is it? Every one is looking for.
There is an open world around, it’s only that our mind has closed eye's door.
Heart says you have so much, mind says just some more.

We are in a country with season’s great, but still when one comes, for another we wait.
We let pass present thinking of past and for future we wait, by the time we realize this there is nothing left in our hand it’s already too late.
Foreseeing years to come, we forget todays date.
Looking for what others have, we have ignored our on plate.
Rather than thanking God for what we have, cribbing for what we don’t becomes our trait.

World runs behind that single word ‘Happiness ’
How do we define happiness is our fate, for it can be as simple as we want or as difficult as our own minds state.

Ask the hungry, food is his happiness. Ask the thirsty, water is his. To the homeless shelter is bliss.
To the lonely child, parents kiss, job to an unemployed, hope to a destroyed, dream to a sleepless, new chance to a hopeless.
Partner too alone, there is nothing to morn. For ‘one’ is in everyone.
Few are your friends; they help you set new trends.
Rest is your family, with whom you live happily.

In office your colleagues, keep spirits high for the competition that retreats.
Just live that positive attitude, every difficulty it beats.

Have we ever satisfied our mind with our own deeds? Then why blame others for the expectations they couldn’t meet.
We are happy today as we have always been, for at one point or other we have lived most of we have wanted, our only mistake is, all we have is always taken for granted.

If we keep looking higher without ever looking straight, we would keep wandering behind closed doors, and miss the open gate.

© Manisha Dawar

Saturday 17 November 2012

Tujh Bin

Pichley pal to Yahi tha, Ab naa Jaane Kaha hai? Tujh Bin Soonaa Soonaa Sa Lugta Ye Jaha Hain.
Tann To mera hai Yaha, Par mann to mera tere waha hai, Sabrr ka mere Ye Zindagi le rahi imtihan Hain.

Waqt Guzarta ja raha hai, Kuch bhi to ruka nahi, Sab kuch waesa he Dikhta hain, par nazariya badal raha hain

Ki Tere bin Phul Khilte hai abb Bhi, par mujhe dekh muskurate Nahin,
Panchi gungunate hai magar geet mujhe koi sunate Nahin,
Nadiya behti hai abb bhi, par kal kal mujhe sunayi deti Nahin.
Shama Jalti to hai, par Roshni Mujhe Deti Nahin.

Yaad Main teri Guzarte hai Din, Sansein Chalti to hai par Jeeti Kaha hu Tujh Bin.
Ab to ye ankhen Lugti hai badi badi, or Sapna Chota, Kash har pal tu Bas mere kareeb hota.

Yaad main teri Sajna Sawarna Bhul gayi, Sunehri un galiyo main chadti Dhul gayi,

Laut aa Ki tujhe Dekhne ko ankhein tarasti Hain, Sapney dekhe hai jo sath unhe jeene ko Machalti Hain.
Waqt Kay sath Rishtey ki neev ko Mazbut Banayenge, Zindagi Ki har seedhi Sath Chadhte Jayenge.
Ek Dusrey ka hath thamey, Pyar Ki shauhrat Kamayenge

© Manisha Dawar

Thursday 25 October 2012

Choose to Move On..


I kept thinking from dusk to dawn, all that I knew was I have to move on. I don’t have to morn, for the past has already gone. If the moments that I trace were full of grace.. I wonder why is it? That nothing seems to be on its place? Then why does it hurt to give life a new birth? Gold of the sweet memories, and bad memories equivalent to dirt, all have to fly away like a migrant bird. What are you running for, and whom do you chase? It’s only you and the time that are at race. How long would you carry the baggage of past? Hope, not until there is nothing to last. Time is running, you have to move fast. Live in the present be the drain-mast of the past. Don’t worry for future for it would definitely be bright, only if your directions are right. Come hug the future and kiss it tight. Trash all your fears, look at your dears. That one person is waiting for you, happy moments are on its due. Open your palms and he will hold your hand; beautiful relation would start with a friendships band. Just keep the positive attitude, trust God you will express only gratitude.

© Manisha Dawar

Tuesday 23 October 2012

Khubsurat sa Ehsaas

Mausam Badal raha hai, bhagwan ka sahara hai, ik nayi kahani ki aur kudarat bhi de rahi ishara hai..
Geeli mitti ki khushboo fizaon main hai. Madhyam Sard si hawa chu kar chali jati, kaan main meethe bol hai gungunati.

Kesariya rang main sajta badal, Gauri ki ankhon main dhundhla sa kajal.
pato par wo bundh pyar ki, chodd jati hai dil main yadein yaar ki..

Mitti ki nami hotho par khilti, ek hone ki chah main tittli phul se hai milti,
Kudarat sari, dulhan si hai sajti, Fir sajan se milne sajni 16 singhar kar Doli main chali, Ab chain milega usey, sirf pritam ki he gali.

© Manisha Dawar

Monday 15 October 2012

Kashmokash

Jab Sath mere tu Har dum tha, Tab bhi ek anjana sa Ghum tha, par pyar main humare akelapan kuch kum tha.
Sath main humare, Main dhundhti Rahi apne aap ko; aaj jo pa liya apne aapko, to nazare dhundhti Hai aapko.
Itna Niswarth ho gaya hai aaj, ya shayad umeed he nahi hai baki, Jo sukun tu deta tha kabhi aaj teri parchayi hai de jati.
Tu paas na sahi tera ehsaas to hai, is janam main na sahi, agle janam ki aas to hai. Seekh is janam ki apne sath to hai.
Baandh k rakh paya hai kaun apno ko jo hum ek dusrey ko baandh pate, samay sima khatam hote he, apne hai bichad jatein. chah thi to bas itni, ki akhri Sans teri Chaow main guzaar jaatein, Zuban na bhi bol pati agar, to ankhen bol deti, humari tarasti aaho par pyar ka akhri ehsas chod deti.
Zindagi Bhar ka Sath na hua to kya, Pyare lamho ki Sogaat he Sahi, Teri Baarat nahi to kya, unn Sapno ka Sath he Sahi.

Baya karu kese apne jazbaton ko ki kahani he adhuri hai, kal tuk paas the jitne aaj utni he duri hai.
Aagey badti ja rahi zindagani bas waqt ki majburi hai, apne karmo k hatho maat khati, ye kashti kinare se badati ja rahi duri hai.

Paas ayenge na hum, ki darr hai ghum ka saya fir na gher le, Iss rishtey ka koi kinara nahi, Beech Majhdar main reh jayenge khade. doobne ka darr hai kise, bas yaad aati apno k prati wo zimedari jo abhi adhuri hai.

Jo likh na payi yaha usko tu padh lena, jo keh na paungi kabhi uss ko tu sunn lena...
Yaad rakhna agar jeene ka sahara milta ho ussey, Ghum na karungi agar khushi se bhula bhi dega mujhe..

Zindagi ki pathshala main aagey badh jaana, seekha jo inn panho se usey dobaara na dohraana..
Sath hua agar to fir milenge, ek dusrey ki raah ka kanta na banenge bas phul raho main bikher denge..

© Manisha Dawar
 

Tuesday 12 June 2012

Grand Pa


Purshottam in Hindi means, Pursho main Uttam, i.e. the best amongst men, and so was he, our loved eldest family member. Born on 26thOct 1926 he was the youngest son of Sriman Nathu Ram and Smt.Laiji, being the youngest amongst 10 brothers and sisters he was pampered by his 7 sisters and 2 brothers.

His high confidence could be seen for the first time, when he chose to become a commercial artist. He was chosen for his excellent work and won many scholarships that helped him in his artistic career. Amongst the various challenges that he faced one of the first one was partition of India and Pakistan, but as they say everything happens for a reason, so did this, here he met his beloved wife, partner for 61years and tied Knot with his adorable wife Smt. Sarita on 5th Sep 1951 and this wonderful couple of life time is blessed with 2 Caring Daughters and 3 Obedient Sons.

Glowing Personality:- He was a well-disciplined man with simple living and well defined principals. He was a believer of Punctuality and followed it without fail. He believed in the concept of maximum utilization of self-resources and never took loan or credit of any kind from any one. He greatly justified his responsibilities with his earnings and expenses within his pocket limits and set example in front of others as to how a person should live a dignified life. In the toughest of his time and to overcome it he followed a simple rule “Forget and Forgive”. He loved sharing his stories and learning’s of life with his grand children who listened to them with equal enthusiasm and patience

Career at Glance:- He completed his studies from Mayo College of Arts in the same college as MFHUSSAIN, he was a hard worker and thoroughly committed to his job delivery no matter even if he had to wake up all night and work in the light of oil lamp or a candle. His excellence in arts was proved by his fame in the field of arts and calligraphy. He was the only artist to win TBC awards for Logo designing thrice consecutively. Great people were never ashamed to look for his assistance and to enter his small office which had ambience of high creativity.

He never let his short hearing power affect his career; he rather collated his energies and diversified them on making art pieces.

Spiritual Beliefs:- He was a follower of Arya Samaj and practiced reciting The Geeta every Morning and following on one of the phrases from The GEETA he well proved that:-

(“Human life is the Supreme amongst all the 84Lac Yonis, attempt to be supreme in your actions as well.”)

 He believed and practiced taking a part of his monthly income separate to be utilized for needful people. His practices were simple and where not bounded with timings, starving or any other daily activities.

 Family Values:- He was more of a best friend than any other relation you would like to name him on. His niece and nephew didn’t hesitate calling him there best friend and Mentor. He loved his family from the core of his heart and always remembered every birthday and marriage anniversary of his kids. As he grew with age, his experience became richer with time, but he always remained a child from heart. He loved spending time with his family and celebrating all occasions. He would always be known for his support and care towards his extended family. After the loss of his elder brother he made the pillars of his family stronger than ever before by supporting them, mentally, physically and financially and not to forget unconditional Love.

He lives in our memories and surrounds us all the time with his overwhelming love and care even after leaving this materialistic world on29th May 2012.

His life is a leading example and his principals are the guidelines to lead a simple yet significant life.

He was and would always be our most adorable family member.

OM SAI RAM

© Manisha Dawar