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This poem i s a heartfelt gratitude to all those Husbands who take a long time to prepare tea and serve it to their beloved wives on bed ,after her patience has completely exhausted .....but at last She says ..A Cup of Tea Before I Die…… A Cup Of Tea Before I Die   I woke up in the morning and looked at the side table, The table was empty only occupied with a book of fable.   Then looked at the clock that kept on ticking , The wait seemed endless ,when to get the chance for sipping?   Seconds became minutes, minutes changed in to hours, My patience exhausted ,and the idea of hot tea seemed sour.   I thought I could have made the tea on my own, Depending on others is silly, I should have known.   Oh! I wish I could get a cup of tea before I Die, But then comes my angel with a cup of tea and an apple pie,   I jumped on my bed, grabbed the tea and the pie, Sipped and uttered at last got the tea before I die.......... PS-This oft...

  एक जगह ऐसी भी हो, जहाँ ज़मीन भी मेरी और आसमा  भी मेरा हो, एक जगह ऐसी भी हो, जहाँ ना मै किसी की ना कोई मेरा हो, एक जगह ऐसी भी हो ,जहाँ सब शून्य  हो, एक जगह ऐसी भी हो....  जहाँ भू बने माँ का आँचल ,झरने  सुनाये मुझे लोरियां , जहाँ मंद बयार मुझसे बातें करे ,भवरे करे अटखेलियां , एक जगह ऐसी भी हो,एक जगह ऐसी भी हो ..... जहाँ सोच मेरा साथ  दे ,चित मेरी बातें सुने , उर्र में बसी भावनाये ,निश्छल होकर मुझसे कहे , एक जगह ऐसी भी हो ,एक जगह ऐसी भी हो.....  परियां रहती है जहाँ, उस लोक में मेरा वास हो , तितलियाँ जहाँ रंग बिखरे ,कलियों में उल्लास हो, एक जगह ऐसी भी ,एक जगह ऐसी भी हो.....  जहाँ कोई सीमा मुझको ना बांधे  ,में पतंग बनकर फिरू , इतलाऊँ ,लेहराऊं पर हाथ किसी के ना लागू , एक जगह ऐसी भी हो ,एक जगह ऐसी भी हो.... जा बना ले  तू घरोंदा ऐसी जगह जहाँ छल ना हो , जहाँ आज ही आज हो और जहाँ कल ना हो , एक जगह ऐसी भी हो ,एक जगह ऐसी भी हो।  

                                                                 My Life is a Cake For some life is a box of chocolates , For some it's utterly butterly shake, But for me life is beyond all these, It's a fruity cake. I grew like different layers one upon another, Butter cream and frosting are my binding, joining them together. Cherries and berries are my luscious moments, Crackers and nuts are seasoning for enjoyment. Chocolates and caramel remind me of my childhood, Jelly beans and sprinkles are liveliness, supergood. The softness of the cake is my tender heart, The sponginess is my laughter from which I can never apart. Fluffy is my mood, Fruits and nuts are my good friends and together we are glued. The absolute cake is my life, Feeling good about myself harnessing positive vibes.   PS-Life is short ,eat more cakes ...

                                 The Warmth of Winter The chill of the season keeps me warm, The crispy wind has its charm. The sun's heat has cozy delight, When it touches me that really excites. The shivering hands look for a blaze, The cold feet deny to chase. The red nose gets numb, The chattering teeth give aches to gums. Recalling the beauty of winter snow, Subsides the pain and gives a glow. Santa riding on reindeers, Wishing you Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.  

  Prelude- Who doesn't want to be called Mr.Perfectionist or Ms.Perfectionist....everyone ...rare are the people who believe in doing without bothering for being Don Quixote.Is perfection a frequent fear of being par excellent,fear of disapproval ,feeling of insecurity or inadequacy..let it be who cares ...go for goals ..go for satisfaction ...don't prove your worth before world b'coz you know your worth well . Recently read an article on Wabi Sabi -the Japanese philosophy for a Perfectly Imperfect life and Kintsugi. How realistic these philosophies are ..they  teach us to showcase the beauty of age and damage rather than hiding them ... accept the reality that the true beauty is not in concealing but in revealing. Tried to write a few lines ...what I have understood about these Philosophies.                          Imperfectly Perfect-My Mood Swings Who is Perfectly Imperfect ,I say it's me, I have re...

 Dew on a leaf is one of my long awaited poem , for which I longed to be amidst nature and write a few lines . Honestly,things become easy when they are done at the place where they yield their best.Sitting in the arms of Creation and create to give it back....a wonderful feeling of accomplishment This poem is my tribute to the Nature who gives us so much but doesn't want anything in return.                                                                Dew on a leaf Pearls are falling from the Paradise lying lazily on the grass, Do not touch them ,they are as tender as a glass. It seems as if nature has adorned itself with diamonds, The opportunity comes rare,behold the charm from zenith to horizon. Hold your breathe there is more to see, The boundless beauty and the ecstasy.  The best time  when Nature wakes up a...

माँ ने आज़ादी तो दी पर यह नहीं बताया, जंगल में भेड़िये भी है जिनका रहेगा हमेशा मुझ पर साया  , गिद्ध से मानव रहेंगे हमेशा मुझ  पर नज़रे गड़ाए,  नोच डालेंगे वो मुझे  जब भी उन्होंने मौके को पाया I  शिक्षित मनुष्य, असभयता फैलाएंगे , घृणा ,हिंसा ,दुराचार  करेंगे तांडव और अपना परचम लहरायेंगे I छोड़कर इंसानियत  हमने तर्रकी  बहुत  कर ली , अशिष्टता  में लेकर उपाधि ,हैवानियत की सारी हदें पार हमने  कर दी, पहले फूलों को थे मसलते ,अब कलियों को भी रोंदते हैं, अंधकार के दानव अब दिनदहाड़े घुमते हैं I माँ मैं तुझसे पूछती हूँ,मान मर्यादा का पाठ जो बचपन में  तू मुझको थी बताती , क्या वो पाठ भैया को तू ने भी  है सिखलाया ? तू बोलती थी लड़कियां घर की इज़्ज़त की ठेकेदार हैं , क्या आज भी लड़को के  लड़कियों से ज़यादा अधिकार हैं? जब रचना ने मानव को एक जैसा हैं बनाया I तो कौन है हम भेद करते ,मेरी समझ में ये ना  आया I माँ आज तुझे  बतलाती हूँ  मैं ,  वो समय दूर नहीं जब  नाग अपना फन फिर से  फेहलायेगा,   है...