KAB JEENA SEEKHEGA INSAAN??

Dil me khauf liye zinda hai har insaan, kab jeena sikhega insaan?

Dil me jal rhi law ko kab pehchaanega insaan?
Khawabo ke andhero me doobti apni parchhaii ko, kab pehchaanega insaan.?
Kab jeena seekhega insaan?

Safalta ki aarzoo me, peeche chhoote sapno ko, kab pura karega insaan?
Jugnu ki roshni ki tarah, apni zindagi ki jagmagaahat ko, kaise barkarar rakhega insaan?
Kab jeena seekhega insaan?

Zindagi ke har rang se, kab khelega insaan?
Taash ke patton ki tarah bikharti zindagi ko, kab sambhaalega insaan?
Kab jeena seekhega insaan?

Doston ki atkheliyon se, kab khush hoga insaan?
Kisiki muskuraahat dekh, apni zindagi se pyar krna, kab seekhega insaan?
Kab jeena seekhega insaan?

Kab jeena seekhega insaan?

P.S: After a very long time..I penned down my feelings into a poem with the help of my bestie. Truly hope you will like it. 

Your feedback is my ingredient. Do comment. :)

The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world

Blessings on the hand of women!

Angels guard its strength and grace,

In the palace, cottage, hovel,

Oh, no matter where the place;

Would that never storms assailed it,

Rainbows ever gently curled;

For the hand that rocks the cradle

Is the hand that rules the world.

                                                                        - William Rose Wallace

What an important and awesome job a mother has! Motherhood is just about the greatest calling in the world. The thing that makes a mother so wonderful is her sacrificing spirit. The will to sacrifice for her part of the soul, her time, strength, career and even her own health for the sake of her child.

 A roman Catholic once said,’ give us the children until they are seven years old and you can keep them the rest of their lives.’ He meant, of course, that the first years of a child are the most important, impressionable and once in a lifetime. The teaching, love, mannerism, etiquettes, understanding and care a child receives as a clad will never be forgotten. A child is like graphite in his/her initial years of growth, a mother does not only take care of her baby she governs the destiny of her race.

It is her hand that rocks the cradle and it is her hand that indirectly rules the world. The future of any nation, the future of the generations to come depends on the upbringing given to a child by the mother of the rising generation.

We all should remember that the greatest leaders, conquerors, politicians and many more of the world had been helpless and dependent babies once. Had it not been for the fond care of their mothers, they would never have grown up to mark their great presence on earth.

P.S: an act of praise for my mother who is preeminent force for change and love in my world.
On her birthday: 14^th February, 2013. Love u Mumma J

WHEN "NOTHING" IS EVERYTHING!!

Sitting there, on a golden cozy couch…smiling. When asked why you are smiling, answer is….NOTHING!

Time never waits, never stops for anyone. Heard this from old ‘n’ gold one’s of family. Days pass, years change. We change. Move away from close ones, life changes. Friends change, people change but heart…it’s the same. It’s the same old fumbler, having those treasured moments engraved in it, you want it or not.

You remember those days, think how idiotic you were, feeling King’s or Queen’s with your gang, your friends of life. You smile and when somebody asks the reason, you say….Nothing!