Rafaaqat

Aapki har adaa mein itni nazaakat kyon hai…

Aapki har soch mein itni masumiyat kyon hai…

Mujhe aapki itni inayat kyon hai…

Aapki evergreen smile ki mujhe itni aadat kyon hai…

Aapko har dafaa dekh mujhe itni raahat kyon hai…

Aapke saath pal pal rehne ki mujhe chaahat kyon hai…

Aapko yaad karne ki mujhe itni fursat kyon hai…

Kyon aakhir kyon…mujhe aapse itni rafaaqat kyon hai…<3

Morning Sun & Love – A Prayer

Hold my hand, take me into your dream or come into mine,
And never depart, so that I see you shine;
In the morning sun, fall deeper into your love,
As I wake up with your face in my sight
And my first words to God while watching you be
‘Grant him today everything he aspires
And to me…
…Bless me with his all day long company!’

fall in love!

Why I LOVE Social Networking!

Recently I came to know of a memorial service for a neighbor of a locality I used to live in before. This information had been put up on a networking site!

Had it not been for the network of mutual friends on this site, I’d have never come to know of the sad demise of this wonderful person I had the fortune to meet.

Internet has made the world a smaller place and these sites act as a great free means of keeping in touch with friends and family even across seven seas. Our regular updates matter to our close ones.

These sites are a boon to people who are not so expressive in public, but are confident of voicing their opinions on the platform provided by these sites. The informality of these sites is what is most desired.

Mass movements have been conducted successfully by spreading information through leading social networking sites, which by the conventional means like the television, radio or the newspaper wouldn’t have reached out to so many, especially the youth.

In this era of competition, these sites keep us updated about the world, so we can retrospect ourselves and can build up on our shortcomings.

Networking sites are a free means of advertising ourselves our talents, as it is very easy to display our works of art and literature. It is like a database — a personal profile of who or what we are and what we do. Our work can be accessed by our friends and family and they get to learn more about our interests.

It is almost not possible to remember special occasions like birthdays and (MQUTEDBJGA75) anniversaries of all our colleagues. I believe many of us are dependent upon social networking sites for the same. After all what is more desired than a timely greeting or appreciation for an achievement?

Not everyone is fortunate enough to meet celebrities personally, social networking site enable us to interact with them and it’s fascinating enough to be in touch with a celebrity you only see on the silver screen or in movies.

Talking about stalking, well take it in a better sense, for a change it means, knowing about the person you have lost contact with or getting to know a person better, before meeting face-to-face.

Lay down privacy aside, are we forgetting that happiness increases by sharing, let our close ones join us in our joys, by using the resource of social networking sites well.

Social networking sites were created for a sole purpose of information sharing and entertainment purpose. It’s our own thinking that brings in the sophistication into things, let alone stalking.

As a consumer you must know your stuff well like how to defend yourself from any imminent threat, these sites are for people with a higher sense of self security and firm belief in oneself. People must have high emotional quotient about what to share and with whom to share and not feel invaded or encroached upon.

With what you like also comes what you don’t, so people brace yourself!

…Cause I Just Love You

You are my reason to smile,

Dazzled I am by your style,

Everything you say, so much it charms,

And I shall breathe my last in your arms;

Your love and affection seems so true,

To make you happy anything I can do,

Because beautiful it makes you look,

A moment to charm me is all you took!

“Love can conquer everything in this whole wide world, except of-course love of a greater intensity . . . “

The Unspoken Words

Spoken were all feelings
There were joys upon all yearnings
Let out were all secrets
From pristine heart-shaped lockets
But what was purposely left out
Was something to loudly shout
Were the three words of craze
Any mortal they could daze
All was said
All was appraised
Everything was laughed at
Every giggle was about that
But the unspoken was only felt
The hardest rock it could melt
Of all that remains
It gives the deepest of strains
Of all it takes
Is nothing compared to what it makes
To all that it has led
To say what hasn’t been said
In the warmth of a glove
The unspoken words of love
“I LOVE YOU”