मेरी दिल्ली को मेरा सलाम है

थोड़ा झंझट है थोड़ा बबाल है, 
इधर उधर का सबको ख्याल है, 
मेरी दिल्ली तो एक कमाल है ।

कुछ आधा है तो कुछ अधूरा है
कहीं कहीं ही कुछ पूरा है
थोड़ा किस्सा है, थोड़ी कहानी है
मेरी दिल्ली में एक रवानी है ।

 सब कुछ दिखता है, कुछ भी बिकता है 
हल्का हल्का भुनता औ धुनता है
मेरी दिल्ली में कभी कुछ नहीं रुकता है ।

भीनी सी सुबह, महकी सी शाम है
अजब सा चहुँ ओर घाम है
मेरी दिल्ली एक ताम झाम है।

खुदा की तारीफ है , राम की बलिहारी है 
हर गली में राधा-श्याम की छटा न्यारी है 
मेरी दिल्ली में हर ख़ास -ओ- आम है
मेरी दिल्ली को मेरा सलाम है। 

मेरी दिल्ली को मेरा सलाम है। 

हुज़ूर

हुज़ूर ने सोचा, कि शायद उनके रुख से हम सहम जायेंगे,

हुज़ूर ने ये भी सोचा, कि उनकी खिदमत में हम रुक जायेंगे,

पर हुज़ूर, किसी के रुख की परवाह कब किसी तूफ़ान ने की है,

सहमा हो चाहे, कभी वो कुछ देर,
पर क्या उसने कभी रुकने की हिमाकत की है,

एक शेर बाकी है अभी...- २२/०२/२०१०
आज - १३/०८/२०१४ २:५० सुबह

हुज़ूर, सोचिये अब कुछ और, क्यूंकि हम बढ़ते आयेंगे,
हुज़ूर, अकेले  हम अब नहीं है, जो थक कर रुक जायेंगे,
साथ हमारे कुछ ऐसे किरदार हैं,
जो बने हैं तूफानों में, जिनका नाम दिलदार है

Middle of Night !!!

It's middle of night, and I am up again. This is happening since last couple of days, Damn !!!! Is it stress, Am I worried or just a coincidence ???

Well, actually this is 'coz #1 I retired to bed early around 9 PM, #2 - actual reason is severe cold - and damn !!!! it blocks, clogs and congests both of my nasal passages...grrr!!!!

Tonight I woke up at 1:30 AM, and I already completed to do list to get my nose decongested (is this a proper word ?) 

The nasal sprays, the menthol stuffs, tablets, steam, heated Ajwain (carom) and what not has already been tried. Folks !!! nothing works. I do not even happen to remember how I landed into this severe condition, 

Initially I thought it's allergy, took couple of anti-allergens, didn't worked then finally I am using homeopathy treatment - yes the cute little sugar coated spheres :) which everybody loved in their childhood. I was delighted to see my kids gleam with joy when I visited doctor. 

Anyways, this medical condition is full of benefits in disguise - I now have access to unimaginable number of hours of awake-ment which I intend to use for blogging solely. I had been missing the silence, the serene and calmness around me which in reality is the trigger for all the thoughts I get and write.

and I know, once the habit to blog re-inits, it continues and keeps gaining pace....

The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?

Mr. Keating: In my class, you will learn to think for yourselves again. You will learn to savor words and languages. No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world. I see that look in Mr Pitts' eyes like 19th century literature has nothing to do with going to business school or medical school, right? Maybe. You may agree and think yes, we should study our Mr. Pritcher and learn our rhyme and meter and go quietly about the business of achieving other ambitions. Well, I have a secret for you. Huddle Up...Huddle UP! We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. Medicine, law, business these are all noble pursuits necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, and love; these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman "Oh me, Oh life of the question of these recurring. of the endless trains of the faithless of cities filled with the foolish. What good amid these? Oh me, Oh life." "Answer...that you are here and life exists....You are here. Life exists, and identity. The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse."

The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.

What will your verse be?

Live your dreams....

In so many years I have seen all types of dreams...big small scary delightful ambitious quenching... and what not...

But its not long ago when I seriously started living those or began to create life simple to live those. Last week I realized how simple it is to actually simplify and live the dreams I saw...

Like the one - I used to dream to be spontaneous enough to simply walk in to the office of friend in tshirt and shorts on a working week day...have lunch...get guidance...and walk...simple...and that's exactly I did...

Thanks dear for being there ...and successfully building a company wherein friends can walk in without any hesitations what so ever.....

Then there was this uncontrollable desire to take time off from work midweek and play with both of my kids....Prakhar and Savitur....

This is bit tricky.... Its summer vacation time for Savitur and as always things are not as usual around ;) anyhow...I have to throw some weight around ...compromise on certain stuffs here ...and there I get a day squeezed...to take dual bath...enjoy carrom...play badminton...watch cartoons together... Run around the house...with Prakhar...or simply laugh aloud with Savitur....

Anyhow...folks...I only wanted to say...no dream is big ...no dream is small...it's only how one adds on efforts to live them...

Live long and live happy..here is one of the fantastic liner to end the post and summarize.. which I read on a good blog.... 'mast raho dilchasp raho'...

Park Avenue Beer Shampoo - Cheers to Man Hair

Wow...it smells as beer and foams like shampoo...truly a beer shampoo.

Today morning when I used it for the first time, and it tickled my memory with the jingle I sang so many times during early years...

O dear..O dear... 

Why to fear...why to fear
When there is beer...

So near So near....

Fear no fear..

drink another beer

No matter if life is out of Gear...
or you have lost your Pear...

No worry can ever worry you...
If you have enough beer...

Year on year..just keep adding beer...just keep adding beer...

My Dear Hirdu - Wishing you a very joyful happy birthday

!!!!...Many Many happy returns of the day Hirdu...!!!!

Today I complete many many years on the planet.., and frankly I am determined to spend many many more... :)

As I grew over the years, the desire to live more, be more alive has grown at large, more often, its the only desire left to fulfill...

Today I wish to live long enough to see my kids getting married, to see my dear wife grow old with me....to see my grandchildren, ..to be happy in future years.... to sing songs.....to tell tales.....to see new sights.....to smell new fragrances..to relish new mouth watering dishes (to hell with diabetes!!!!)......to vision new insights.....to just enjoy the joy....to just enjoy the joy..and..to just enjoy the joy....

....bless you Hirdu...you are one happy go lucky soul...enjoy the joy and live longer...