Sing your song... Dance your dance ... Tell your tale...

Not a tale of two cities but a tale of two lives .... Sing your song ... Dance your dance .... Tell your tale.
The dance of the Love Birds ... The dance of the Millennium ... A beautifully orchestrated music and dance session for your eyes only ... The dance choreographed by the Supreme Being ... A melody to be heard ... Movements fluid and blissful.

Two hearts living in one mind ... Two souls blessed by the Universe... A parody of errors by someone up there .... a catch 22 situation ... But, what the heck! Live on ... Love on .. You only live once ... Live it in a loving relationship ... Sleepless nights yet energetic days full of enthusiasm .. Days filled with yearning for the Lover ... Nights talking endlessly unaware of the time .... till Sunrise just deeply engrossed in lovers talk .... a dialogue that never ends.

No promises ... No commitments ... yet there for each other. Day in and Day out ... Two hearts waiting upon each other ... wanting nothing but lovers smile .... so innocent ... a regal love .... a love incomparable and unfathomable by others. Singing their song ..... Dancing their dance .... Telling their tale..... Untold.

Jaane kahan gaye woh din ...

Jaane kahan gaye woh din kehte thei teri raah mein nazaron ko hum bichaiyengey .. chahey kahin bhi tum raho chahengey tumko umraa bhar... Tumko naa bhool payengey.

Whew! What a rendition ... Soulful music ... straight from the heart. Men, women alike, falling in love ... separating and singing or humming this song .. over the years right from the Seventies to today. the melodies of the bygone era still resonating in homes and hearts of people and making a mark in the current generations emotional quotient. Nothing can match the melancholy notes or the lyrics... the music awesome .... Where are those geniuses today?

Those were the days of Great singers and songwriters ... now all you get is trash... but still the hopes not out ... as long as people remember the classics ... music won't die ... art will vanquish all the inhibitions any one feels.

Long gone are the traditions of days of yore ... long vanished are etiquettes... manners... every jilted lover sings these for whom? Straight faced rascals who leave them for greener pastures. Ah ! The bane of falling in love. A curse for hearts ... A satire on love... A parody of errors ... Nothing but negativity personified.

Where have those days gone? Oh where, Oh where... 

Leap of Faith ...

We all come to a point in life when we need to trust our instincts and take that particular leap of faith. To trust the one who opens up to you trusting you completely. No oddities come in between if you trust the one you open up to.

A leap of faith can open up the vistas of newer you in the new dawn ... a surge of energy to better yourself for that one person who has put his faith in you.

The journey may be troublesome, full of potholes yet at the end of it is someone you can trust your life with. All your secrets unfold before the one who has suddenly appeared out of nowhere in your life. All the rest aside ... you move forth with renewed vigour and vitality ... The travel notwithstanding. You won't get the desired fruit but it's not the desire that you crave for; it's the warmth and comfort in the knowledge that there is someone who cares, who feels and who is no exception but a human after all.

It's the path you have taken that matters the most ... not the end result ... The starting point and the end are clearly marked but not the map of the route you take. It could be treacherous terrains or smooth roads or desert sand ... a vast ocean to cross, a river in turmoil just like your thoughts ... but a heart rendering soulful music fills the confines within and you march ahead smiling and energetic.

All it takes is a leap of faith .... a road winding through falls and ridden with creepy crawlies you may loathe but proceed further you must ... there is no stopover ... there is no turning back .... just the leap you have taken and where you land.

Along the journey ... make sure you don't hurt anyone .... It hurts to be hurt. Have faith and all will be fine ... Else it was never meant to be undertaken ... take it as it is ... with a pinch of salt ... That's what life is all about ... A pinch of Salt... A leap of faith.

Yeh Ishq nahi aasaan ...

Ek chehre pe qayi chehrey lagaa lete hain log ... Jaani ... Yeh Ishq nahi aasaan ... Ek tedaa medaa zokhim bhari raah ... raah mein kaante hazaar ... Rakht ki behti dhaar ... Aansoon ki bharmaar.

Yaa toh raho taiyyar ... kaaton pe paaon chilwane ko .... Ya ghar betho beemar ... aansoon mein doob jaaney ko.

Par kisi ka dil na todo apni vaasna ki bhook mitaney ko ... kyunki jab dil tootta hai awaaz nahi hoti ... par jis tarah toofan apne aaney ka aagah nahi deta ... toota dil apne wajood ko paaney ka sila nahi deta. sab mit jaata jai ek pal mein ... jo premi rooth jaye ... duniya nasht ho jaati hai barbaad mohabbat mein.

Jo koi aashiq bann jaye haiwaan ... toh ashiaaney toot jaatey hain ... mitti ke gharondey paani mein pighal jaatey hain ... tinka tinka jodaa hua ghoslaa bikhar jaata hai ... phir kuch nahi bachta mohabbat ki pehchaan bataney ko ... sab bikhar jaata hai jo koi saathi rooth jaata hai.

Yeh ishq nahi aasaan .. mere dost ... aag ka dariyaa ... aansoon ka samundar ... yaa aar yaa paar.

Tol mol ke bol, varna khul jayegi teri pol ....

Chuppi ... Ghor Sannata... Ek patta bhi nahi hil raha... Naqli duniya ke naqli log ... Bolti bund... Ya aur kuch baki hai bolne ke liye ... Long story cut short ... Want snapshots?

Dost bann kar aaye thei ... dost bann kar rehna chahiye tha ... told you panga naa le ... but you don't understand simple language ... This is the language you seem to understand I guess ... Tol mol ke bol ... varna khul jayegi teri pol. Understood?

Insaanon ki tarah behave karo, varna pinjara bhi naseeb naa hoga. Aisa hashra hoga ki duniya kaanp uthegi ... Jaag utha insaan. Tol mol ke bol, varna khul jayegi teri pol.

Doodh ka doodh aur paani ka paani hoga jab dharti pe pralay aayegi ... kya sach hai kya jhooth phir sab ko khud hi pataa chal jayega. Tol mol ke bol, pralay aayi toh khul jayega tere paapon ki potli ...zara sambhal .. zubaan ko lagaam de varna ... you know what... I don't need to specify, do I?

Aatey mein se tel nikaalna aata hai hamein .... piss ke reh jaogey apni hi chakki ke aatey ki tarah ... phir naa kehna maine nahi kaha tha. Tol mol ke bol ... ghehoon, chawal ke daam bol ... varna teri khul jayegi pol.

Love is in the AIR? .... Infidelity not LOVE ...

Air your hearts ranting out in Public .... That's not my kind of Style .. In fact, it ain't no style ... just cheap publicity gimmick by people brought up with little or no etiquette's at all... masses with no sense of direction ... Sic!

Much sicker is married people seeking solace elsewhere in public forums .... openly flirting with strange men and women; with husbands and wives waiting upon them at home ... yet these imbecile infidel bastards carry on their nefarious activities in open forums and feel proud when others have a laugh at their expense; not realizing what a fool they are making of themselves. Down with such creepy mangled brain people of the society.

What would transpire if their families came to know of their affairs in the Electronic medium? Sigh! Hurts to even think of Husband's and wives coming to know of their spouses infidel longings for other partners. Sad, but true ... banes of technology .... under the wraps relations ... leading to breaking of homes ...innocent children and family members victimised.

Down with such imbecile Bastards and Bitches!!!

It's not LOVE Darling .... IT IS INFIDELITY .... BLASPHEMY ... Nothing Else.... Who am I to advise you .... you are but consenting adults ... Responsible employees, Husbands, Fathers, Mothers, Wives and Daughter in Laws from respectable families .... Think of your Families. Period.

Run the race ...

Run... . Run as fast as you can ....This is a race you ought to win .... Dunno how many more moments you are gonna live .. live those moments in ecstasy ... a life filled with happiness and joy .... No regrets ,,,, never look back ... Catch up on lost time .... live ... Just live .... Run .... Sprint across the field ....But don't take short cuts ... do it on your own mettle .... You have it in you to be the best and maintain the position always ... all you need to do is keep pace with the fast moving life .... just keep moving .... brisk steps .... take in the smells wafting throughout the path ... from homes.... from gardens of fresh leaves in spring ... dry leaves in autumn .... the fresh chilled air of winter.... The smell of the soil from the first rain .... the smell of babies ... the little nuances of life that make a big difference .... Catch up on life ... There is life beyond the four walls .... Jump over the fence .... Roll on the grass... look behind the hedge .... you will find life everywhere .... I found life in every sphere and walk .... I am deeply satisfied ... a satiated feeling ....  a feeling of being full .... I embraced life and life embraced me.

Run the race but don't take short cuts ... go the whole winding pathway.... jog along the ocean .... walk by the river .... soak in the mist of the hills ... Just go ... leave the humdrum of hectic fast paced life behind you and mingle with natures best ... You are made to enjoy life .... celebrate life ... procreate and be happy .... not feeling brazen or barren but fertile and young ... full of life.

Run .... Enjoy the rhythm of your heart beat ... enjoy life ... the music of the chirping of birds ... flight of the Albatross.... wing spanned high and low .... the sweet smell of the ocean breeze .... Enjoy it ....feel it ... Plunge in... swim away into the horizon ... coz' that is your destiny .... melt away into the Sunset .... The next dawn welcoming the mortal left behind .... The gulls hovering above ... but the soul merged into eternity.

That's life well lived ... On my own terms.

Kissa Khatam ... No ways ...

Picture toh abhi baaki hai mere dost .... Kissa khatam nahi hua hai ... woh Geet ab bhi meri zubaan se nikalte hain ... Jo tum gungunatey thei.

Chehra badal jaata hai ... par andaaz wohi purana hai.

Kissa khatam nahi ... shuru hua hai ... ek lambe safar ka .... kahani ek aurat ki ... uski munhzubaani.

No ways can you just go away and let the one who hurt you live happily .... Your story is still untold ... a mystery ... make your stand clear ... prove that you were innocent ... a victim of the evil mind.

Kissa yuun hi khatam na karna ... Picture abhi baki hai ... No way are you going to keep quiet ... apney alfaz sunao .. apne geeton se apni kahani batao.