To mai keh rahi thi meri Diary mujse naraz ho gayi. Kahne lagi tumhare pas mere liye wqut hi nahi.Mani kaha ale Lo aaj tumhari shikayt du kar dete hai.Humne bhi diary kholi aur yeh entry yaha dal di. Dairy bahut kush hai (net per jo publish hui hai).

Batein bahut ho gayi meri next entry.

Intazar (wait)

Intzar => Ek ajib si Kashish ek ajib sa dard, ek ajib sa sunapan hai is shabd mai.

Kabhi is shabd per na jane kitna likha ja sakta hai aur kabhi likhne ke liye kuch bhi nahi hota.

INTZAR HAI MUJHE US PAL KA

JAB MERI ANKHE BAND HONGI

AUR

DUNIA KI ANKHE NAM HONGI

KASH! WHO MAZAR MAI DEKH PATI

KASH! AISA KUCH MAI KAR PATI

KI LOG KEHTE HAN WHO THI

WHO THI

Sorry it's in Hindi. Didn't wanted to traslate it in english.

Ok now what u r gona read is first ever written poem (sort of) by me (ok kush I am witting my first one & by the way why did u deleted ur's). I wrote this poem when mills & boons was use to be sort of holly book (Reading it was must) & while reading it butterflies was use to fly.......... Telling you the truth it's still like this.

So now no more talks. Here it comes.

Sorry to interrupt But pls don't laugh. I know it's kind of silly one.

Feelings

When the moon is on it's full grace

When the sky is full of Stars

When I feel lonely

Why I feel sad

Then I close my eyes

&

Try to sketch you in my mind

My heart beets so fast

I feel you are near to me

I want to tell you ; you are so dear to me

I open my eyes

&

Look every where

But you was not there; you was not there to share my loneliness, my sadness,

You was not there to share my feelings

Ohh! You was not there

I pass smile on my mad thought

Oh! But a lovely madness it was.

So there it was. Today I opened my diary after so much of time.

So what you think? Don't tell pls(no-no I was just joking)

Do let me know & if there is any thing which need editing don't hesitate.

They met & fall in love.

Isn't it something magical? For me it is.

Per who kehte hai na Jab Do Dilo ko Milna Hota Hai kahi bhi mil jate hai.

For you Divinity and Vicky Podiz

May God Bless You Both & may you have all the happiness you deserve

Meri Delhi

Meri Delhi Hum Sabki Delhi ya kahu Dil walo ki delhi.

Aaj elhi se kuch puchna hai mujhe. Mera hak banta haiki mai puchu usse ki delhi meri delhi tujhe yeh kya ho gaya? Tu to Dil walo ki delhi kehlati thi.Kitne faqar se hum kehte the AJI HUM DELHI WALE HAI JAHA DIL WALE REHTE HAI.

Ha maine kaha Hum kehte the.Sach hi to hai.Ab yeh kehne ko man nahi karta.Kahu bhi to kaise? Kaha hai delhi ke who Dil wale? Sab kahi koh gaye. Is charo taraf se umdi bheed mai jane kaha gum ho gaye.

Dili jane kite aye aur kitne gaye tu wohi ki wohi rahi.Mook khadi sab dekhti rahi.

Dilli meri payari Delhi kita saha hai tune.Mai to tere dard ka (us dard ka jo tu bina kuch kahe , bina koi ansu bahe sah gayi) andaza bhi nahi laga sakti.

Meri Dilli kitni mudat hui tere angan mai koi kushi ka thaka nahi hua .Dhamake to kai huae.

Meri Dili Laga tha ki Bismilla ki shenai kuch kushia laye gi. Per Kismat Bismilla bhi sehani sunaye bina hi chale gaye.

Meri dilli kyo aisa lagta hai ki tere sir pe jo kushiyo ka daman tha who hata ja raha hai. Chandani Chowk jo kabhi parathe wali gali ke liye jana jata that dilli ab who jama masjid mai hue bum dhamako ke liye bhi jana jata hai.

Dilli tere bazaro mai un tyoharo mai kitni bheedumadti thi Aur hai bhi.Per kisne socha tha tere bazaro mai un tyoharo mai dhamake bhi honge?

Meri dilli meri who hari bhari dilli tu kaha chali gayi? Kyu teri haryali kuch posh ilako mai sima ke ke reh gayi.Dilli tu tosabke liye hai (jo uthta hai nara laga hai dilli chalo).Meri dilli tu kaha chali gayi?

Teri who barish ,woh thithurati saradi ke din, hai dilli kaha chale gaye.Is bar to barish bhi kaha hui? Bhigane ki hasrat dil mai hi reh gayi.Is bar thand ka kya hoga? Last time bhi kitni kam thand thi.Dilli ab thand ke dino mai thand ice cream ka kya mazaa ayega?

Tumse kehne ke iye kitna hai dilli.Per.....

Meri Dilli I miss you a Lot.

Dekhe dilli kya jawab deti hai?

Baahute tumi maa shakti
hR^idaye tumi maa bhakti
tomaara i pratimaa gaDi
mandire mandire ||

TvaM hi durgaa dashapraharaNadhaariNii
kamalaa kamaladala vihaariNii
vaaNii vidyaadaayinii namaami tvaaM

Namaami kamalaaM amalaaM atulaaM
SujalaaM suphalaaM maataraM ||




ShyaamalaaM saralaaM susmitaaM bhuushhitaaM
DharaNiiM bharaNiiM maataraM |"

Mother, I bow to thee!
Rich with thy hurrying streams,
bright with orchard gleams,
Cool with thy winds of delight,
Dark fields waving Mother of might,
Mother free.

Glory of moonlight dreams,
Over thy branches and lordly streams,
Clad in thy blossoming trees,
Mother, giver of ease
Laughing low and sweet!
Mother I kiss thy feet,
Speaker sweet and low!
Mother, to thee I bow.

Who hath said thou art weak in thy lands
When the sword flesh out in the seventy million hands
And seventy million voices roar
Thy dreadful name from shore to shore?
With many strengths who art mighty and stored,
To thee I call Mother and Lord!
Though who savest, arise and save!
To her I cry who ever her foeman drove
Back from plain and Sea
And shook herself free.

Thou art wisdom, thou art law,
Thou art heart, our soul, our breath
Though art love divine, the awe
In our hearts that conquers death.
Thine the strength that nervs the arm,
Thine the beauty, thine the charm.
Every image made divine
In our temples is but thine.

Thou art Durga, Lady and Queen,
With her hands that strike and her
swords of sheen,
Thou art Lakshmi lotus-throned,
And the Muse a hundred-toned,
Pure and perfect without peer,
Mother lend thine ear,
Rich with thy hurrying streams,
Bright with thy orchard gleems,
Dark of hue O candid-fair

In thy soul, with jewelled hair
And thy glorious smile divine,
Lovilest of all earthly lands,
Showering wealth from well-stored hands!
Mother, mother mine!
Mother sweet, I bow to thee,
Mother great and free!

TEACHER : PAPPU, go to the map and find North America .
PAPPU : Here it is!
TEACHER : Correct. Now, class, who discovered America ?
CLASS : PAPPU!

TEACHER : PAPPU, how do you spell "crocodile"?
PAPPU : "K-R-O-K-O-D-A-I-L"
TEACHER : No, that's wrong
PAPPU : Maybe it's wrong, but you asked me how I spell it!

TEACHER : PAPPU, give me a sentence starting with "I".
PAPPU : I is...
TEACHER : No, PAPPU. Always say, "I am."
PAPPU : All right... "I am the ninth letter of the alphabet."

TEACHER : "Can anybody give an example of "COINCIDENCE?"
PAPPU : "Sir, my Mother and Father got married on the same day, same time."

TEACHER : "George Washington not only chopped down his father's Cherry tree, but also admitted doing it. Now do you know why his father didn't punish him?"
PAPPU : "Because George still had the axe in his hand?"

PAPPU : Daddy, have you ever been to Egypt ?
FATHER : No. Why do you ask that?
PAPPU: Well, where did you get THIS mummy then?

TEACHER : What a pair of strange socks you are wearing, one is green and one is blue with red spots !
PAPPU: Yes it's really strange. I've got another pair just like that at home.

TEACHER : Now, PAPPU, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating ?
PAPPU: No sir, I don't have to, my mom is a good cook.

TEACHER : PAPPU, your composition on "My Dog" is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy his ?
PAPPU: No, teacher, it's the same dog !

TEACHER : What do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?
PAPPU: A teacher

"I ALWAYS LIKE TO WALK IN THE RAIN AS NO ONE CAN SEE ME CRYING!!"

CHARLIE CHAPLEN

God ji has start drinking milk again. Yeh bhagwan ji bhi na waise badiya hai...Jab man karta hai he start drinking milk.

Aur meri mom aaj bhi agar mai bolu "ma today I won't drink milk "bas pucho mat ghar mai MAHABHRAT ho jaye . Kasam se...

Waise dukh bahut hua yeh news AAJ ki headline nahi thi.Aur bhagwan ji ka headline mai ane ka muka unke hath se nikal gaya.Kher....

Aaj humari maid servent bahut KUSH thi. Pucho kyo? Kyoki bhagwan ji ne phir se dudh pina start kar diya.

Waise mera mana hai humare desh mai 3 things u will get very easily.

• Neta




• Bhagwan




• Garib Insaan

Aaj jab mai apni kam wali ko samjha rahi thi ki dekh bhgwan ko dudh pila kar kya mile ga. Isse Acha hai kisi bache ko dudh pila do. Then my mom said beta aise nahi bolte.Who dudh jo bhagwan ji ko hum pilate hai who parshad hota hai.

Then I thought yar aise kaise chalega. Kyuki mere liye bhagwan ek chote bache mai baste hai.Who bacha jise is duniadari ki samaj nahi(uska man sabse jayada pavitar hota hai).

Agar aap mai se bhi koi meri mom ki tarah sochta hai then pls don't mind.

This is Kushi siging off for now.
May god ji bless all of us(specilly me after saying so much about him)

Bye

Thanks Thanks Thanks Thanks Thanks Thanks Thanks Thanks Thanks Thanks A LOT to all of you for your response to my blog I want to smile again (some pretty cool (thanks AJ) & some philosophical). Tell u all frankly I can stop smiling since then.

Hmm let's see I haven't introduced my self properly yet. Because I never thought I will write a blog. I am not a blog person I am much of a dairy person. So didn't know what sort of response I will receive.

Hi I am dream or if you want a name then you can call me kushi. Apart from watching dreams my hobbies are reading books & if the book is a romantic fiction then....(I am religiously romantic), then I like making friends (I have lots of friends) but keep making more & more. Because I believe friends & friendship are not god gifted like other relations.Its a gift which you give to your self.

I am a person who don't leave home without reading her horoscope & cartoons.

I am a person whose mood can swing. I am a person who loves to play pranks on others & when other's plays pranks on me then god help them. I am a person who thinks it's not necessary that to pray god have to go to Temple. Because I believe if it's somewhere god does not stay are temples.

I am person who talks too only 2 persons first is I me myself & another one is god. For me God ji is just like a friend.

I am a erson who read the end of the book when picks upa book to purchase.

I am a person who listens to her sister's all talks at 11:00 pm (that what happened in her office & all blah blah) when all I want to do is sleep (because tomorrow at office is going to be a hectic day). I am a person who has to listen to her friends like why my friend had a fight with her boyfriend or why a friend of mine's girlfriend is not giving him enough bhao.(God bless them)

You all might think I am crazy but as I say people who dream are often crazy.

Now I think I should stop because It's becoming like I am writing my autobiography. Or OH god I am getting a hang on blogs. Nahiiiiiiiiii

All right you don't have to read more. It's ALMOST over.(till my next blog)

Ok friends bye for now

MAY GOD BLESS ALL OF US.

But I want I want to smile again. I want to shout & say..........

Don't know what I want to say because words in my dictionary are so few. What will happen if I won't have them? I wish I knew why it's like this? But then it's life full of mysteries?