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Chub raha raaz, koi dard

Commander in Chief (Mukhiya of the house) on Losing a Battle Chub raha raaz, koi dard, mere dil mein tha, Likh diya aaj, sabhi khuch, jo mere dil mein tha. Humne awaaz, lagane ki, bahaut koshsish ki, Fasala khud se, qayamat ka, mere dil mein tha. Ladhte ladhte, thaka khoon, sukhe zakhm mere, Hosala kitna, ladhaku sa, mere dil mein tha. Taras rahi thi, nighaein, koi rasta toh mile, Mujhe khabhar na-thi, naksha toh, mere dil mein tha.

Khabar ka khel charo aur

Media - Ek Kadvi hakikat Khabar ka khel charo aur, hummein tum kya sunaaogeh? Bhavar mein khud phase ho tum, hummein!! rasta dikhaaoge? Kaha tummein bachi hai sharm, ke tum sacchai ko kehdoh, Jo kabki loot gayi izzat, isse tum kya bachaaoge? Fakt paise ke tatto ho, manoranjan karo sabka, Kabhi gar hosh mein aayo, kya etna shor machhaaoge?

Life is a lesson: you must learn it like a child

Take a deep breathe, open up your eyes, now spread your arm and let life engulf you. Try to learn, constantly, try to experience each moment as an outsider. Ask, what should I learn now? Look at things differently. Don’t buy anyone’s opinion. Don’t believe in anyone’s theory. Trust your guts, your intuition. Stop remembering your past. Stop recollecting your memories and live in present, learn in the present moment. Respect learning, learning is important. Learning is similar to an endless road, in many ways, wherein, each lesson are its milestones. Since the time one is born, there are numerous lessons one ends up learning, until one reaches an end. Different people learn different things, so do not compare. Stop looking at others and stop secretly wishing that other people should follow you. Learn alone and learn persistently. Learning a new lesson will either bring “ content ” or an unpleasant discomfort.  The key lies in how one undertakes the process of learning itself....

Khat ko dou char dafa padhna

Letter of tears to the ungrateful beloved, after death Khat ko dou char dafa, padhna, padhke roh daina, Meri tasveer pe, joh daag ho, toh dho daina. Maine marte huye khuch aah likhi hai enmein, Koi tafleef ho toh shoukh se bigoh daina. Tumne jeete jee mujhe roz mitaya til-til,  Ab toh main mar gaya, mat mujse shikayat karna. Tumne jeete jee mujhe roz rulaya til-til,  Ab toh main mar gaya, tumbhi khud ko kho daina.

Comparison: Enticingly Slow and Sweet Poison

We compare on a regular bases. Our brain is hard wired to think relatively, so comparison is natural and an essential neuro-activity. I am not against comparison as it’s impossible to stop doing it completely, but rather I am making a case for us to be more conscious about this process and the pain involved when we don’t, willingly or unwillingly. To realize the dire importance of being conscious while activities related to comparisons are occurring in our brains, it requires a conscious comparison. So let’s just do some conscious comparisons together. Imagine there are two people and for the sake of it lets name them ‘Ram’ and ‘Shyam’. Ram was born in some remote village in India to a rice farmer. Its 1500’s so no schools and no electricity, so out goes all the electronic gadgets we so much adore. But anyways, imagine Ram turned 30 today with four of his boys farming along with him, aging 13, 11, 8, and 4. The little one is obviously just goofing around giving them a hard time. ...