BEWAFAI

Bewafai ki yeh intehaan ho gayi,
ki tujhse juda ho kar bhi jeene ki aadat ho gayi
tum laut ke aaoge humse milne
roz dil ko behlaane ki aadat ho gayi

tere vaade pe kya bharosa kiya humne
ki shab bhar tera intezaar karne ki aadat ho gayi
khushi mein bhi hum kya muskuraate ki
teri judaai mein roney ki aadat ho gayi

kaafiley nikal gaye humen chhod ke
ki ab to tanha safar ki aadat ho gayi
har mod par mili ghum ki parchaaiyaan
zindagi se samjhauta karne ki aadat ho gayi

jaante the ki nahi ho sakte kabhi tum humaare
phir bhi khuda se tujhe maangne ki aadat ho gayi
paiman-e-wafaa kya hain humen kya maaloom
ki bewafaaon se dil lagaane ki aadat ho gayi"

Phir kisi yaad ne raat bhar hai jagaya mujhko
Kya saza di hey mohabat nay khudaya mujhko
Din ko aaram hai na rat ko hai chain kabhi
Janay kis khaak say kudrat nay banaya mujhko

Dukh to yeh hai keh zamanay main milay ghair sabhi
Jo mila hai woh mila ban ke paraya mujhko
Jab koi bhi na raha kandha mere ronay ko
Ghar ki deewaron ne seenay say lagaya mujhko

Woh diya hoon jo mohabbat ne jalaya tha kabhi
Gham ki andhi ne subah aur shaam bujhaya mujhko
kaisay bhoolon ga tere saath guajare lamhay
Yaad aata raha julfon ka hi saya mujhko.....

ab to umeed-e-wafa tum say nahein hai koi
Phir charaghon ki tarah kis ne jalaya mujhko
Bewafa zindagi ne jab chod diya hai tanha
Maut ne pyaar say pehloo main bithaya mujhko.

"Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay......"

worth a read if you haven't yet read....

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TREE SPEAKS

People call me "Tree".

I had dated 5 girls when I was in Pre-U. There is one girl who I loved a lot but never dared to go after. She didn't have a pretty face, good figure or an outstanding charm. She was just a very ordinary girl. I
liked her. I really liked her. I liked her innocence, her frankness, her intelligence and her fragility. Reason for not going after her was thatI felt somebody so ordinary like her was not a good match for me. I was
also afraid that after we were together all the feelings would vanish. Iwas also afraid other's gossip would hurt her. I felt that if she were my girl, she'd be mine ultimately & I didn't have to give up everything just for her. The last reason, made her accompanying me for 3 years. She watched me chase other girls, and I have made her heart cry for 3 years. She was a good actor, and me a demanding director. When I kissed my second girlfriend, she bumped into us. She was embarrassed but smiled & said, "Go on!" before running off. The next day, her eyes were swollen like a walnut. I did not want to know what caused her to cry. Later that day, I returned from soccer training to get something & watched her cry in the classroom for an hour or so. My fourth girlfriend did not like her. There was once when both of them quarreled. I know that based on her character she is not the type that will start the quarrel. However, I still sided my girlfriend. I shouted at her & ignored her feelings and walked off with my girlfriend. The next day, she was laughing & jokingwith me like nothing happened. I know she was hurt but she did not know deep down inside I was hurt too.
When I broke up with my fifth girlfriend, I asked her out. Later that day, I told her I had something to tell her. I told her about my breakup. Coincidentally, she has something to tell me too, about her getting together. I knew who the person was. His pursuit for her had been the talk of the School. I did not show her my heartache, just smiles & best wishes. Once I reached home, I could not breathe. Tears rolled & I broke down.
How many times have I seen her cry for the man who did not acknowledgeher presence?
During graduation, I read a SMS in my hp.

It said, "Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay"

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LEAF SPEAKS

People call me "Leaf".

During the 3 years of Pre-U, I was on very close terms with a guy as buddy kind. However, when he had his first girlfriend, I learnt a feeling I never should have learnt - Jealousy. Sourness to the extreme limit. They were only together for 2 months. When they broke up, I hid my happiness. But after a month, he got together with another girl. I liked him & I know he liked me. But why won't he pursue me? Since he loves me why he didn't he make the first move? Whenever he had a new girlfriend, my heart would hurt. After some time, I began to suspect that this was one-sided love. If he didn't like me, why did he treat me so well? It's beyond what you will normally do for a friend. I know his likes, his habits. But his feelings towards me I can never figure out. You can't expect me a girl, to ask him. Despite that, I still wanted to be by his side. Carefor him, accompany him, and love him. Hoping that one day, he will come to love me. Because of this, I waited for him. Sometimes, I wondered if I should continue waiting. The pain, the dilemma accompanied me for 3 years.
At the end of my 3rd year, a junior pursues me. Everyday he pursues me. He's like the cool & gentle wind, trying to blow off a leaf from a tree. In the end, I realized that I wanted to give this wind a small footing in my heart. I know the wind will bring the leaf to a better land. Finally, leaf left the tree, but the tree only smiled & didn't ask me to stay.

Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or cause Tree didn't ask her to stay.

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WIND SPEAKS

People call me "wind".

Because I like a girl called leaf. Because she's so dependent on tree, so I have to be a gust wind. A wind that will blow her away. When I first met her, it was 1 month after I was transferred to this newschool. I saw a petite person looking at my seniors & me playing soccer. During ECA time, she will always be sitting there. Be it alone or with her friends, looking at him. When he talks with girls, there's jealousy in her eyes. When he looked at her, there's a smile in her eyes. Looking at her became my habit. Just like, she likes to look at him.
One day, she didn't appear. I felt something missing. I can't explain the feeling except it's a kind of uneasiness. The senior was also not there as well. I went to their classroom, hid outside and saw my senior scolding her. Tears were in her eyes while he left. The next day, I saw her at her usual place, looking at him. I walked over and smiled to her. Took out a note & gave to her. She was surprised. She looked at me, smiled & accepts the note.The next day, she appeared & passes me a note and left. It read, "Leaf's heart is too heavy and wind couldn't blow her away."
"It's not that leaf heart is too heavy. It because leaf never want to leave tree." I replied her note with this statement and slowly she started to talk to me & accept my presents & phone calls. I know that the person she loves is not me. But I have this perseverance that one day I will make her like me. Within 4 months, I have declared my love for her no less than 20 times.Every time, she will divert away from the topic. But I never give up. If I decide I want her to be mine, I will definitely use all means to win her over. I can't remember how many times I have declared my love to her. Although I know, she will try to divert but I still bear a small ray of hope. Hoping that she will agree to be my girlfriend. I didn't hear any reply from her over the phone. I asked, "What are you doing? How come you didn't want to reply?" She said, "I'm nodding my head". "Ah?" I couldn't believe my ears. "I'm nodding my head" She replied loudly. I hang up the phone, quickly changed and took a taxi and rushed to her place & pressed her doorbell. As soon as she opened the door, I hugged her tightly.

Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay...


Moral
In love, we win very rarely, but when love is true, even if you lose,you still win just for having the tingle of loving someone more than you love yourself. There comes a time when we stop loving someone, not because that person has stopped loving us but because we have found out that, they'd be happier if we let go....
Why do we close our eyes when we sleep? When we cry? When we imagine?
When we kiss? This is because THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THINGS IN THE WORLD ARE UNSEEN.
There are things that we never want to let go of, people we never want to leave behind, but keep in mind that letting go isn't the end of the world.It's the beginning of a new life. Happiness lies for those who cry those who hurt, those who have searched and those who have tried. For only they can appreciate the importance of the people who have touched our lives.
A great love? It's when you shed tears and still you care for them, it's when they ignore you and still you long for them. It's when they begin to love another and yet you smile and say, "I'm happy for you." If love
fails, set yourself free, let your heart spread its wings and fly again. Remember you may find love and lose it, but when love dies, you never have to die with it. The strongest people are not those who always win but those who stand back up when they fall. Somehow, along the course of life, you learn about yourself and realize that there should never be regrets, only a lifelong appreciation of the choices you've made. Loving is not how you forget but how you forgive, not how you listen but how you understand, not what you see but how you feel, and not how you let go but how you hold on.
It's more dangerous to weep inwardly rather than outwardly. Outward tears can be wiped away while secret tears scar forever...

It's best to wait for the one you want than settle for one that's available. It's best to wait for the right one because life is too short to waste on just someone.

Keep loving.

Why am i the one to die?

>I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
>You told me not to drink, Mom, So I drank soda instead.
> I really felt proud inside, Mom, The way you said I would.
> I didn't drink and drive, Mom, Even though the others said I should.

> I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.
> Now the party is finally ending, Mom, As everyone is driving out of sight.
> As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
> Because of the way you raised me, So responsible and sweet.

> I started to drive away, Mom, But as I pulled out into the road,
>The other car didn't see me, Mom, And hit me like a load.
>As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I heard the policeman say,
>"The other guy is drunk," Mom, And now I'm the one who will pay.

>I'm lying here dying, Mom.... I wish you'd get here soon.
>How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
>There is blood all around me, Mom, And most of it is mine.
>I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.

> I just wanted to tell you, Mom,I swear I didn't drink.
> It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.
>He was probably at the same party as I.
>The only difference is, he drank.And I will die.

>Why do people drink, Mom?It can ruin your whole life.
>I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
>The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, And I don't think it's fair.
>I'm lying here dying, And all he can do is stare.

> Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.Tell Daddy to be brave.
> And when I go to heaven, Mom, Put "Daddy's Boy" on my grave.
> Someone should have told him, Mom, Not to drink and drive.
>If only they had told him, Mom,I would still be alive.

> My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared.
>Please don't cry for me, Mom.When I needed you, you were always there.
>I have one last question, Mom. Before I say good bye.
> I didn't drink and drive, So why am I the one to die?

SAZA DENE WALE RAZA PUCHTE HAI....
JEENE KI HUM SE WAJAH PUCHTE HAI....
DETE HAI KHUD HI ZEHER HUME....
AUR AAKAR FIR KITNA HUA HAI ASAR PUCHTE HAI

KISSI KE WAADE PAR ZINDAGI TABAH KAR BAITHE....
DIWANGI ME YE KAISA GUNAH KAR BAITHE....
EK CHAND KI AARZOO KE LIYE....
HUM APNI HASIN RAATON KO `FANAAH` KAR BAITHE....

WO DHUNDTE RAHE HUME DAGAR-DAGAR. ...
SHAYAD UNHE HUMARI TALASH THI....
PAR AFSOOS JIS KABAR PAR THE UNKE KADAM....
USSI ME HUMARI LAASH THI

APNI DHADKANO KI AAWAZ SUNI HAI MAINE....
APNI AANKHON SE KOI BAAT KAHI HAI MAINE....
BAS EK DIDAAR KE LIYE KHUD KO SAMBHALE BAITHE HAI....
NAA JAANE ISHQ ME KAUN SI RAAH CHUNI HAI MAINE.
KOI ROK NAA PAAYI JISE LAMBI DAGAR BHI....
AB THAKA DETA USSE ZARA SA SAFAR BHI....

MEHFIL NA SAHI TANHAI TO MILTI HAI....
MILNA NA SAHI JUDAII TO MILTI HAI....
KAUN KEHTA HAI PYAAR ME KUCH NAHI MILTA....
WAFA NA SAHI BE-WAFAII TO MILTI HAI

IT'S YOU

Hey guys,
here is something a friend of mine forwarded. TOO GOOD!!..chk it out...

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We fall in love once..the rest is just a compromise.

You see me walking the road with someone else.
Its not because I like her company,
Its because you're not brave enough to walk beside me.

If you hear me talking about her all the time,
Its not because she pleases me...
Its because you're too deaf to hear my heartbeat.

If you feel me falling with someone new,
Its not because I love her...
Its because you're not there to catch me fall.

If you feel lost, I too am nowhere.
I too don't know where the road is going...
Are we gonna cross each other's path? Or just completely turn around?
Will we just let go of what we had? Or go to the place where love is bound?

Don't let me walk with her... Its you I want to walk with.
Don't let me talk of her... Its you I want to talk with.
Don't let me fall for her...
Its you I want to fall in love with..............
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The OTHER woman

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said I love you but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.

That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.

"What's wrong, are you well," she asked? My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a sur prise invitation is a sign of bad news.

"I thought that it would be pleasant to be with you," I responded. "Just the two of us."

She thought about it for a moment, and then said, "I would like that very much."

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed t hat she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary.

She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's.

"I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed, "she said, as she got into the car. "They can't wait to hear about our meeting". We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips.

"It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small," she said.

"Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor," I responded.

During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation -nothing extraordinary, but catching up on recent events of each other's life. We talked so much that we missed the movie.

As we arrived at her house later, she said, "I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you." I agreed.

"How was your dinner date?" asked my wife when I got home. "Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined," I answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I could not do anything about it.

Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined.

An attached note said: "I paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son."

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: "I LOVE YOU!" and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than God and your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put
off till "some other time."

Cheers.


NOTE: this was just a forward i had recd...thought it was good to put it here ..

THE OATH

They say school days are probably the best days of one's life.
And how true it is....

I was not much into sports when in school. I was the nerdy types whose main purpose of life was to get very good marks and the 1st rank. Always used to be in the top three back then.
I loved books…. I loved studies……But somehow I still loved the SPORTS DAY.

We used to have the "March Past" as the opening ceremony prior to the commencement of the actual sport events. It's a kind of a parade...(if you are hearing the term for the first time.)

Athletes from 4 houses...Blue...Green...Red...Yellow.... dressed in the respective color all lined up basking in the afternoon heat. Their sports captain and the house captain leading them. But leading ALL of them was the HEAD BOY of the school, carrying the school flag. What an honor.

I always dreamed of being at that place leading the whole school.
But for that I had to be the head boy, which for me, at that stage was next to impossible. A head boy had to be active, had to interact with seniors, teachers, fellow students. He had to be good not only academically but in sports as well. A whole lot of Extra-curricular activities should be included in the package as well.

I....huh...I was good at only one thing back then....STUDIES...!!!

But still…. I dreamed.

( Just as in GURU. "Sapne mat dekho...sapne sach nahi hote...mere papa kehte the"....Abhishek uttering in his inimitable voice. This dialogue kind of reminded me of this dream I had once cherished. Not that my "papa" had anything to do with it.)

Anyways...coming back to the topic.....haan....dreams.....dream….”my” dream...had to achieve it ...had to do something...I forced myself to change. I started taking part in all those
activities I once shied away from, which eventually led to interaction with people around.
My studies were getting affected though. But somehow I still managed to keep myself in the top five at least.

I hardly won many competitions, but yes I made sure I took part and gave my best shot. Slowly, the tree I was watering had started bearing fruits.....bole toh……I started winning in some of them.

Days passed, I kept on gaining seniority and moving up the “standards” ladder.

Finally….the 12th standard…..the time when the heads of the schools along with the captains of the various houses were to be announced.

The P.T master came on stage to announce the names starting with the house captains. I was praying, praying hard.

My name did not feature in the captains list. That meant two things. Either I was so bad that I was no where close to being made a captain, vice captain or a sports captain for that matter. Or I was so good that I had a chance to be the HEAD BOY!!...

But alas….that was not meant to be. They announced the head boys name and it was not mine.

Jealous??….who me……well yes…of course I was jealous…I sacrificed my studies for that 8cmx3cm badge.

“And the assistant HEAD BOY is Sudhanshu Chindarkar!!”…..my PT teacher shouted on the mike.

“Whoa….what....who… why….”??...I looked up in disbelief, anger, happiness and many other feelings at the same time.

Noooooo…GOD!!!......Assistant Head Boy of all the posts!!!.. According to me, though this guy was the second post powerful person among the students in school, the post was as good as non existent.

Only in the absence of the head boy, did the assistant have any chance!!!

Nevertheless, I was happy that I had some badge on my left chest to show off.

Days zipped past faster than F1 cars after that and the SPORTS DAY was nearing.
How I wished this day never existed. So much for my dream of holding the school flag. Now all I had to do as an assistant head boy was to stand behind the head boy holding NOTHING!!! What a waste!!!

I was cursing God. Even if he had made me a captain, I would have got to hold the house flag at least. But look where he had put me now.

But then God is not all bad…is he now!!!

Five days to go for the sports day and I got the news that the head boy had to go to attend an international youth conference in Belgium!!!.....so much for the extra-curricular activities!!!........that meant…..that meant……….

The next person in power got to do whatever the head boy did…..the next person in power was the asst. head boy…….the next person in power was ME!!!!..............I love you God!!!!

SPORTS DAY!!!

I was asked to come to the staffroom. My PT master was waiting for me. “Always on time, this young chap”, he said to fellow teacher. How could I not be…..this was going to be one of the most important day of my life !!!

He gave me the school T-shirt with the logo on it. And then handed me the most precious thing I felt then….the SCHOOL FLAG!!!.....the moment I held the pole…..my chest pumped up with pride.

I walked out on the field. I saw all the houses assembled. I went and stood right in the front of the whole group.

The chief guests had arrived. The PT master beat the drum. That was a signal for me to give “THE” command.

“SCHOOL….FORWARD MARCH”…..i shouted at the top of my voice……letting out air as well as some of the pride filled in my chest!!!.....and then started marching……with everyone following me!!!! …marching to the beat of the drums….Left…right…left….

After doing one whole round of the ground, I had to come at the centre of the ground for the most important part of the day….THE OATH CEREMONY!!!

The drums had stopped; the whole school had come to a pin drop silence. I walked up to the centre of the ground. Raised my hand. Everyone followed. And then I began speaking in the mike placed on my collar, “WE…” I said. Everyone!!!( ..by everyone I mean EVERYONE..)from the students…..the teachers…..the whole school… repeated. “WE...…” in chorus…My chest had puffed up so much now that I could have given Arnold a run for his money!!!.... ”the students of Ideal Indian School………..solemnly pledge that we will take part in the 15th Annual Athletic meet……….. in true spirit of sportsmanship……….. for the honor of our school……….. and the glory of sports.” The crowd repeating my words after every pause. I felt like the king of the world. A feeling very few can experience. Its not everyday you get thousands of people following your orders and repeating your words!!!!

That day ….I realized …dreams do come true….all you have to do is give them your best shot and leave the rest to GOD.