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Sunday, June 29, 2008

Naam.....



Meri Qismat Mein To Itna Bhi Haq Nahi
Ki Unkey Labon Pe Mera Naam Hi Aaye....

Aansu nahi thamte hain aankhon mein abhi tak
Jaate huye rota mujhe chhoor jata hai woh....

Armaano ki Duniya ke anmol se sapne
Pal mein mere saamne sab tor jata hai woh....

Din ki tanhayi ka gam, raaton ki udasi hamraah
Saare gamon se rishta mera jod jata hai woh....

Aey kaaaaash koi jaa ke us sey poochhey
Yahan kis ke sahare pe mujhe chhor jata hai woh..??

Khuda Se Bhi Jyada Main Poojta Hoon Ussey
Kyon Nahi Naam Mera Labon Se leta Hai Woh.....??

Hazaaron dukh pare sahna, mohabbat mar nahi sakti
Hai tum se bus yehi kahna, mohabbat mar nahi sakti

Jahan mein jab tak panchhi chahakte urte phirte hain
Hai jab tak phool ka khilna, mohabbat mar nahi sakti

Agar hum hasratoon ki qabar mein hi dafan ho jayein
Tu yeh kitabon pe likh dena, mohabbat mar nahi sakti

Gaye lamhaat fursat ke kahan se dhoond kar laoon
Wo pehron haath pe likhna, mohabbat mar nahi sakti...

Jo Peete Rahe Yun hi Aansuon Ko doston ,
Hum Kah Rahe Hain Jaan Ganwayenge Kisi Roz...


Naam.....SocialTwist Tell-a-Friend

Zindagi Hai Choti...


Zindagi hai choti, har pal mein khush raho...

Office me khush raho, ghar mein khush raho...

Aaj paneer nahi hai, dal mein hi khush raho...

Aaj gym jane ka samay nahi, do kadam chal ke hi khush raho...


Aaj Dosto ka sath nahi, TV dekh ke hi khush raho...

Ghar ja nahi sakte to phone kar ke hi khush raho...

Aaj koi naraaz hai, uske iss andaz mein bhi khush raho...

Jise dekh nahi sakte uski awaz mein hi khush raho...

Jise paa nahi sakte uski yaad mein hi khush raho


Laptop na mila to kya, Desktop mein hi khush raho...

Bita hua kal ja chuka hai, usse meethi yaadein hai, unme hi khush raho...




aane wale pal ka pata nahi... sapno mein hi khush raho...

Haste haste ye pal bitaenge, aaj mein hi khush raho

Zindagi hai choti, har pal mein khush raho
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Saturday, June 28, 2008

Kaash.......


woh phool si muskurahat mere liye hoti

woh masoom shararat mere liye hoti
main us zulf ki chaaon main soo jaata
woh kaali raat mere liye hoti
raat bhar woh ghomaati apna kangan
woh bechayni woh betaabi mere liye hoti
woh ek taara tha khuley aasmaan main
aey kaash woh roshni mere liye hoti
mere wujood main bhi zindagi ka suraagh milta
jo woh munawar nazar mere liye hoti
rishtaa kuch to ban jaata apna bhi
mohabbat nahi na sahi,nafrat mere liye hoti

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Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Little Boy !!!!!



THIS IS BEAUTIFUL ...AND YOU WILL CRY...


Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?"

The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it."

Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?"


The surgeon asked,
"Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university."

Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said
good-bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair.

"Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked
.

Sally nodded yes.
The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom." She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could."

Sally walked out of
Children's mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.

It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:

"Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? ! Jesus doesn't look like any of his pic tures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him?' "God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.

Oh, by the way,
Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm, sure the food will be great.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?
Signed with Love from: God, Jesus &Me.

Little Boy !!!!!SocialTwist Tell-a-Friend

Monday, June 23, 2008

Look Back......

When I look back on our days,
I look & see ur face,
Your tender touch I won't forget.
I can't leave It all behind,
Memories are crossing my mind
you where my sunshine thought the
Rain,
You were my SMILE thought my pain,
with You bad things feel tight,
that's one of a billion reasons why
I want you by MY SIDE..........................
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Maine Kaha .......



Maine Kaha Wo Ajnabi Hai
Dil Ne Kaha Ye Dil Ki Lagi Hai

Maine Kaha Wo Sapna Hai
Dil Ne Kaha Fir Bhi To Apna Hai

Maine Kaha Wo Mehkhana Hai
Dil Ne Kaha Ye Prekhana Hai

Maine Kaha Wo Ghadi Bhar Ki Mulakat Hai
Dil Ne Kaha Ye Sadiyon Ka Sath Hai

Maine Kaha Wo Meri Haar Hai
Dil Ne Kaha Yahi To Pyar Hai

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Saturday, June 21, 2008

Teri Khushi Ke Liye !!!!



Ghamon se bhar liyaa Daaman Teri khushi ke liye,
Main muskuraa ke jiyungaa Teri Khushi ke liye!!!!

Kabhi kabhi tu mujhe yaad kar to legi hi,
Sukoon itanaa hi bahut hai Mere Jeene ke liye!!!!

Waqt jo palat ke kabhii nahin aata,

Muraadon ka kya wo aai thi jaane ke liye!!!!

Vo mod jis ne hamein Ajanabi banaa Daalaa,
Us moD pe ab bhii Hoon gungunane ke liye!!!!

Fizayen chhaai hain fir aaj jin se ham Guzare,
Ghataayen jhukti hain Salaam Tujhe
karne ke liye!!!

Na kaho ki muhabbat se kuchh nahin payaa..
ye mere geet hi kaafee hain Mujhe rulaane ke liye!!!!

Tarasata raha Anjuman ki rangeeni ko,
Milee na koi bhi Mahfil Dil ko lagaane ke liye!!!!



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Izazat Dey Do . .. ... .... .....

Izazat Dey Do . .. ... .... .....SocialTwist Tell-a-Friend

Heavenly .......




I stood by the window as I waited for you,
Looked out into the darkness as it kissed the dew.
Your love fills my heart with desire,
Inside burns an eternal fire.
I close my eyes and feel your touch on my skin,
Soft and tender my body gently gives in.
Shivers flowing down my spine,
Your breath entangled with mine.
Passion takes over as my spirit flies,
Floating in your arms into the dark skies.
Mystic waltz in the magical mist,
Wanton embrace I cannot resist.
Your sensual kiss lingers on my soft lips,
Consumed with love my hand into yours slips.
Fallen into your magical charms,
Forever held in your gentle arms.
Fly me away to the last stars in the twilight,
A symphony of love plays softly in the night.
Gliding across the moonbeams in a trance,
Lost in your love as we silently dance
Intoxicated in my precious dream,
Mystical love we share it sometimes seems.
I feel the touch of your fingertips,
Invisibly caressing my lips.
My heavenly dream leaves a smile on my face,
Cherished love that I can forever embrace.
Contently I wait as I yearn,
For my love and heart to return.


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Thursday, June 19, 2008

Tumhara Naam Likh Likh Kar.....



Tumhara
Naam likh likh ker Mitana bhool jati hoon
Tumhein jab Yaad karti hoon, Bhulana bhool jati hoon

Bahut si aisi baatein hain jo Mere Dil mai rehti hain
Magar jab Tum se milti hoon, Sunana bhool jati hoon

Tumhare baad ab her pal badi Mushkil se Kat-ta hai
Mai aksar Tum ko Khuwabon mai, Batana bhool jati hoon

Main her Shaam kehti hoon Tum ko bhool jaoongi
Magar jab Subah hoti hai, Iraada bhool jati hoon

Tumhari yaadon se ab abaad meri jindagi hai
Tumhari yaadon mai aksar main sona bhul jati hoon

Tumhara Naam Likh Likh Kar.....SocialTwist Tell-a-Friend

Wo Paani Ki Lehron Pe......


Wo Paani Ki Lehron Pe......SocialTwist Tell-a-Friend

I Miss You .........



I miss you.

I miss your warm eyes,
the way you listen and care.
I miss your kisses
and all that we share.

I miss you.

I miss the touch of your hand,
so reassuring and sincere,
and the moments we spend together,
that I hold dear.

I miss you.

I miss all of the caring
things you do,
and spending the evening
alone with you.

I miss you.

I look forward to tomorrow
knowing that then,
I'll be one day closer
to seeing you again.

You must have
guessed it by now...
I miss you!
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Wednesday, June 18, 2008

YE KESA PYAR HAI ?


PALKE BHIGI-BHIGI SI HAI

HOTHO PE FARIYAD HAI

UFF YE KESA PYAR HAI ?

TUM BAR-BAR BHULATE HO

FIR WAPAS MAAN JATE HO

OR KABHI JO JYADA RUTHE TO

DIL BIKHER SA JATE HO

KASMO, WADO, PYAR, WAFA KA

YE KESA SANSAR HAI ?

UFF YE KESA PYAR HAI ?

MERE SINE MEIN BHI DIL HAI

HAA DARD MUJHE BHI HOTA HAI

TUMKO SAYAD NA HUA HO

PAL-PAL INTJAR MUJHE HOTA HAI

PAR JISAME DIL KI DHADKAN RUKATI

YE KESA INTJAR HAI ?

UFF YE KESA PYAR HAI ?

KYO SIHRAN SI HOTI HAI

KYO ANJANA DAR LAGTA HAI.

MUJHKO ITNA SANWARNE WALE

KYO TUJHSE AB DIL DARTA HAI

NAFRAT BHI TUJHSE NA KAR PAU

YE KESA AITBAR HAI ?

UFF YE KESA PYAR HAI ?

MERI PALKO PE KHAB SAJANE WALE

KYO ANKHO MEIN ANSU DIYE HAI

TUJHE MANAKAR HAR GAYA MEIN

KYO SARE WADE BHULA DIYE HAI

PAR MITKAR BHI TUJHE HI CHAHUNGA MEIN

HAA AISA MERA PYAR HAI

TUNE KYO BASA LI NAI DUNIYA

YE KESA TERA PYAR HAI ?

JAAN CHALI SI JAYE JISME

UFF YE KESA PYAR HAI ????????????

YE KESA PYAR HAI ?SocialTwist Tell-a-Friend


Mujhe Koi Ghum Na Hoga,

Tu Jo Gar Bhula De Mujhko !!


Teri Dhadkanen Hain Mujhse,

Mere Bin Jiyega Kaise !!


Main Wo Suraa Hun

Jiski aadat Padi Hai Tujhko !!


Jo Main Na Sang Rahun

To Yeh Jahar Piyega Kaise !!


Tujhse Hai Meri duniya

Yeh Tujhe Pata To Hoga !!


Jo Jakham Diye Hain Tune,

Wo Jakham Siyega Kaise !!


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Though you are not here

wherever I go or whatever I do

I see your face in my mind

and I miss you so...,

I miss telling u everything..,

I miss our eyes secretly giving each other confidence..,

I miss those times..,

though....,

I don't like missing you

It is a very cold

and lonely feeling

I wish that I could be

with you right now..,

But since I can't be

with you right now

I will have to be content

just dreaming about

when we'll be together again

I'm missing everything

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At night I miss you most of all
When darkness begins to fall,
It's then I reach into my heart
You are there never to depart.

Loving words you have said to me
Remains etched in my memory,
You vow your love so very true
Showing it in all things you do.

I need you in my life every day
To help me along a lonely way,
I must hear love words you say
Or my world will taint to gray.

In my dreams you are with me
In reality you are never to be,
Our deep love is pure and strong
Why then is it so very wrong.

As time passes on without you
My love will still remain true,
I pray for a day we will be free
To share eternal love in reality


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The Unspoken Honesty






I saw that glowing sun
Under which leaves fell
Your smile embraced me
My heart turned to you

Time is such a lovely thing
It brings joy
It brings pain
And we grow in between

In the crossroad we gazed
Just a while but I had your hands in mine
But there were words
The unspoken beauty

We met and said goodbye
You are so far, I realized
Don’t cry or sorry,
I feel blessed that you were here

Time is such a dear thing, don't you think?
It brings strangers close, you and me
Up to this distance
heartbeat can't cheat

I thank you for the warmth
I need it for tomorrow's winter
Though you won't be here to hear me say
The unspoken honesty
The Unspoken HonestySocialTwist Tell-a-Friend

Love Story of Narayana Murthy (Infosys Founder) and Sudha (From Sudha's Autobiography)





It was in Pune that I met Narayan Murty through my friend Prasanna who is

now the Wipro chief, who was also training in Telco
(TataMotors). Most of the books that
Prasanna lent me had Murty's name on them which meant that I had a
preconceived image of the man. Contrary to expectation, Murty was

shy,bespectacled and an introvert. When he invited us for dinner. I was
a bit taken aback as I thought the young man was making a very fast move.
I refused since I was the only girl in the group. But Murty was
relentless and we all decided to meet for dinner the next day at 7.30 p.m .. at
Green Fields hotel on the Main Road ,Pune.

The next day I went there at 7' o ! clock since I had to go to the tailor
near the hotel. And what do I see? Mr. Murty waiting in front of the

hotel and it was only seven. Till today, Murty maintains that I had mentioned
(consciously!) that I would be going to the tailor at 7 so that I could
meet him...And I maintain that I did not say any such thing consciously

or unconsciously because I did not think of Murty as anything other than a
friend at that stage. We have agreed to disagree on this matter.

Soon, we became friends. Our conversations were filled with Murty's

experiences abroad and the books that he has read. My friends insisted
that Murty as trying to impress me because he was interested in me. I kept
denying it till one fine day, after dinner Murty said, I want to tell

you something. I knew this as it. It was coming. He said, I am 5'4" tall.
I come from a lower middle class family. I can never become rich in my
life an! d I can never give you any riches. You are beautiful, bright, and

intelligent and you can get anyone you want. But will you marry me? I
asked Murty to give me some time for an answer. My father didn't want me to
marry a wannabe politician, (a communist at that) who didn't have a steady

job and wanted to build an orphanage...

When I went to Hubli I told my parents about Murty and his proposal. My
mother was positive since Murty was also from Karnataka, seemed
intelligent and comes from a good family. But my father asked: What's his job, his

salary, his qualifications etc? Murty was working as a research
assistant and was earning less than me. He was willing to go dutch with me on our
outings. My parents agreed to meet Murty in Pune on a particular day

at10 a. m sharp. Murty did not turn up. How can I trust a man to take care
of my daughter if he cannot keep an appointment, asked my father.

At 12noon Murty turned up in a bright red shirt! He had gone on work to

Bombay , was stuck in a traffic jam on the ghats, so he hired a
taxi(though it was very expensive for him) to meet his would-be father-in-law.
Father was unimpressed. My father asked him what he wanted to become in life.

Murty said he wanted to become a politician in the communist party and
wanted to open an orphanage. My father gave his verdict. NO. I don't
want my daughter to marry somebody who wants to become a communist and then

open an orphanage when he himself didn't have money to support his family.

Ironically, today, I have opened many orphanages something, which
Murty wanted to do 25 years ago. By this time I realized I had developed a

liking towards Murty which could only be termed as love. I wanted to marry
Murty because he is an honest man. He proposed to me highlighting the
negatives in his life. I promised my father that I will not marry Murty without

his blessings though at the same time, I cannot marry anybody else. My
father said he would agree if Murty promised to take up a steady job. But
Murty refused saying he will not do things in life because somebody wanted

him to. So, I was caught between the two most important people in my life.

The stalemate continued for three years during which our courtship took
us to every restaurant and cinema hall in Pune. In those days, Murty was

always broke. Moreover, he didn't earn much to manage. Ironically
today, he manages Infosys Technologies Ltd., one of the world's most reputed
companies. He always owed me money. We used to go for dinner and he

would say, I don't have money with me, you pay my share, I will return it to
you later. For three years I maintained a book on Murty's debt to me.. No,
he nev ! er returned the money and I finally tore it up after my wedding. The

amount was a little over Rs 4000. During this interim period Murty quit
his job as research assistant and started his own software business. Now, I
had to pay his salary too! Towards the late 70s computers were entering

India in a big way.

During the fag end of 1977 Murty decided to take up a job as General
Manager at Patni Computers in Bombay . But before he joined the company
he wanted to marry me since he was to go on training to the US after

joining. My father gave in as he was happy Murty had a decent job, now.

WE WERE MARRIED IN MURTY'S HOUSE IN BANGALORE ON FEBRUARY 10, 1978 WITH
ONLY OUR TWO FAMILIES PRESENT.I GOT MY FIRST SILK SARI. THE WEDDING

EXPENSES CAME TO ONLY RS 800 (US $17) WITH MURTY AND I POOLING IN RS
400 EACH.

I went to the US with Murty after marriage. Murty encourage! d me to see
America on my own because I loved travelling. I toured America for

three months on backpack and had interesting experiences which will remain
freshin my mind forever. Like the time when the New York police took me
into custody because they thought I was an Italian trafficking drugs in

Harlem . Or the time when I spent the night at the bottom of the Grand
Canyon with an old couple. Murty panicked because he couldn't get a
response from my hotel room even at midnight. He thought I was either
killed or kidnapped.

IN 1981 MURTY WANTED TO START INFOSYS. HE HAD A VISION AND ZERO
CAPITAL...initially I was very apprehensive about Murty getting into
business. We did not have any business background .. Moreover we were

living a comfortable life in Bombay with a regular pay check and I
didn't want to rock the boat. But Murty was passionate about creating good
quality software. I decided to support him.

Typical of Murty, he just had a
dream and no money. So I gave him Rs 10,000 which I had saved for a rainy
day, without his knowledge and told him, This is all I have. Take it. I give
you three years sabbatical leave. I will take care of the financial needs
of our house. You go and chase your dreams without any worry. But you have
only three years!

Murty and his six colleagues started Infosys in 1981,with enormous
interest and hard work. In 1982 I left Telco and moved to Pune with Murty.

We bought a small house on loan which also became the Infosys office. I was a
clerk-cum-cook-cum-programmer. I also took up a job as Senior Systems
Analyst with Walchand group of Industries to support the house. In 1983

Infosys got their first client, MICO, in Bangalore . Murty moved to
Bangalore and stayed with his mother while I went to Hubli to deliver
my second child, Rohan. Ten days after my son was b! orn, Murty left for the
US on project work. I saw him only after a year, as I was unable to join
Murty in the US because my son had infantile eczema, an allergy to
vaccinations.

So for more than a year I did not step outside our home for fear of my
son contracting an infection. It was only after Rohan got all his
vaccinations that I came to Bangalore where we rented a small house in Jayanagar and
rented another house as Infosys headquarters. My father presented Murty a scooter to commute.

I once again became a cook, programmer, clerk,
secretary, office assistant et al. Nandan Nilekani (MD of Infosys) and
his wife Rohini stayed with us. While Rohini babysat my son, I wrote
programs for Infosys. There was no car, no phone, and just two kids and a bunch
of us working hard, juggling our lives and having fun while Infosys was
taking shape. It was not only me but also the wives of other partners too who
gave their unstinted support. We all knew that our men were trying to build
something good.

It was like a big joint family,taking care and looking out for one
another. I still remember Sudha Gopalakrishna looking after my daughter Akshata
with all care and love while Kumari Shibulal cooked for all of us. Murty
made it very clear that it would either be me or him working at Infosys. Never
the two of us together... I was involved with Infosys initially.

Nandan Nilekani suggested I should be on the Board but Murty said he
did not want a husband and wife team at Infosys. I was shocked since I had
the relevant experience and technical qualifications.

He said, Sudha if you want to work with Infosys, I will withdraw, happily. I was pained to
know that I will not be involved in the company my husband was building and
that I would have to give up a job that I am qualifi! ed to do and love doing.

It took me a couple of days to grasp the reason behind Murty's
request.. I realized that to make Infosys a success one had to give one's 100
percent. One had to be focussed on it alone with no other distractions.

If the two of us had to give 100 percent to Infosys then what would happen to our
home and our children? One of us had to take care of our home while the
other took care of Infosys.

I opted to be a homemaker, after all Infosys was Murty's dream. It was
a big sacrificebut it was one that had to be made. Even today, Murty
says, Sudha, I stepped on your career to make mine. You are responsible for
my success.


Great, isn't it? .... That's the Power of Love.
Every man need a women to motivate him and to give him a reason to live....
Love Story of Narayana Murthy (Infosys Founder) and Sudha (From Sudha's Autobiography)SocialTwist Tell-a-Friend

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