When I Ramble...

a year gone by, a lot to tell in grand fashion, we will bid farewell (to the year) when he was born, he was tiny as a tadpole tiny fists, tiny toes, eyes and hair, black as coal full of questions, a distant sigh  for when i am gone, he wonders why twinkling eyes and a longing gaze  he welcomes me home with a warm embrace sit and stand, climb and crawl try he will to master them all sounds he makes, though words they are not full of expressions, he communicates a lot stealthy as a cat, he longs to throw everything in sight, high and low grown he has, a foot or more a long mane of hair, which we adore a year gone by, a lot to tell through my eyes fall memories, all pell mell

There are "your's" and there are "them's" the two of them get together, to make an "us" and this is how goes their story thus: Life is but a winding road it snakes through valleys, hills and meadows from dawn to dusk, and east to west it brings forth all hours of shadows Every now and then there comes a place, your mind wanders and heart starts to yearn, for something new and something old and then, the road ahead takes a turn One such bend is thus called Marriage its a friend, its a foe, a kind of truth and a lore its a fairy tale, its a dream, bits of it is cinematic and there is some from never before Its a peace and appease and then but its a piece of work its a train that takes us places heaven and hell, even New York Its a teacher and thy student its a playground without an end its a child without a clue what do you know! its a timeless errand! Its the bond between earth and moon seamlessly moving, endless secre...

so its been a while since i've been in here.. but occasion calls.. :) this yr is a celebration for papa and herez one for him..  sixty welcomes you, take a seat you walked all the way, such a wonderful feat *claps* lemme tell you of what i know in words few, nice n neat late to bed, early to rise, dad u've grown old n wise its a celebration today, so we'll behave pakka  promise i'll play nice *wink wink* wisdom n Wisden, Coffee n Cricket,  scores of runs u've made, wicket to wicket words flow as i think of you, for u show like a firefly amidst a thicket you greet mornings, you bid nights adieu when do u catch a wink dad? we ain't got a clue remember the days of yore when we felt like life was a bore you cracked up a wise joke n then it became a folklore :p at times we bugged you to no end times, you felt we needed a mend you made a noise that sounded like a thunder after which we didnt have a ear to lend u love to listen, less to talk u can't live wi...

Kehne ko daddi, lekin saheli, daddi ho toh aisi suniye aap, suno sab daddi meri yeh hai kaisi daddi aap se jaane naye bhagwan aapke haath khaye naye pakwaan aapke woh anokhe fundays aapke bina boring sundays aapke bhagwan ke bhale bhale lok unko patane aap kehte sadiyon purane shlok adhure aapke bina har tyavhar seekhe aapse saare reet vyavhar rishte nibhaane me aap sabse aage par pata nahi, mere ideas se aap dur dur kyun bhaage aap na khaaye lassun ande pyaaz aapke rasoi ke formulae, mere liye ek gehra raaz dekhte aap SUN Tv ke saare tragedy par banaye rakkhe aap ghar mein comedy aap mil jaaye google talk me mujhe online aapke tarkeeb rakkhe ghar me sabko inline aapke ghar mein hum kabhi na ho mehmaan aapko pataana mere liye bohot aasaan kahun mein aapse, mein aapke puliyodharai ki sabse badi fan aapke chakrapongal mein hai meri jaan kabhi kabhi yeh mujhe bulati hai 'fool' par daddi yeh meri hai badi 'cool'

muddat baad aaya yeh aalam phir man kiya ki pannon ko bhar dun zindagi meri kitab hai aur kitabon me hi meri zindagi har ek panne par likhna zaruri nahi har ek kahani ko nichodna zaruri nahi kabhi bas kahani ko jee lo tum us ehsaas ko kisi panne me utaarna mumkin nahi rang kayi hai pannon ke aur syahi ke bhi inme, inse, likkhe kayi rang ke kisse bhi duniya ke bhi kayi rang, tum farq na karo inme kabhi ke yeh kisse shabdon me na bayan honge kabhi yeh kitab aisi, jiske panne na khatm honge iske tajurbon se seekhe kayi sabak honge jiske kishton me samette kayi rishte honge jo khud jalen ke yun dil roshan honge iski surkhiyon pe bhi dhyaan de do kahin koi dabi raaz nikal aaye ya woh yaadein, jo bhul chuke ho tum koi purane rishte ke naya pehlu dikha jaye khushi ke palon me piche mod ke na dekha karo mushkilon me pichle sabak yaad kar liya karo kitab hai yeh andhe aur anpadhon ke liye bhi isse har makam par salah-mashavra kiya karo duniya ko khitabon me dekhne walon kabhi kitabon par bhi na...

pehli baar jab maine usse apni godh me liya tha laga jaise ye jannat se aaya koi behrupiya tha dekha palken utha ke prashn-bhari aankhon se 'toh aap bhi chale aaye aaj milne mujh se!' par kuch hi kshan me vo apne khayalon mein laut chala ke jaise soch raha ho 'kya inse manoranjan hoga bhala?' mein bolun, to meri aavaz usse kheenche jaise koi bhoola hua khwab phir usne seenche pal bhar me khel, pal bhar me hasi pal bhar ka ho bhram, pal bhar me udasi har pal ek nayi koshish, har baar ek nayi harkat man me jaise laakhon chahat, har pal liye ek naye karvat masti-khor ka khitab tha paya, dekhte hi dekhte phir buni maya, khushiyan thi jis pal se vo aaya sab ke khayalon me tha vo chaaya adharon par aadhi muskaan, jaise ham par hua tha vo meharban par soch liya tha usne aaj, ek muskaan ke liye karega pareshan apni aankhon se batiyaye koi nayi masti jinko kabhi na sujhti koi susti har baar jiske jaal mein phasti, jag mein, jug mein, kahin na dekhi ho aisi hasti jiski us pehli m...

woh mera dost hai jo har pal har din mere saath hai uski adayen aisi ke har koi kahe ki us mein kuch baat hai uske kayi dost hai par woh sirf mera humraaz rahega woh ek musaafir hai par jab mein chalun, toh mere saath chalega usme koi aag hai jo har pal mujhe thandak dekar kahega usme koi daag hai par woh mujhe hamesha bedaag dikhlaayega kabhi adhura kabhi pura par jab mein usse dekhun, woh sirf mujhe dekhta hai woh din mein sota hai, raat mein jaagta hai par surya ke kiranon me khud ko sekta hai main jahan bhi rahun, woh mera humkadam rahega main jo bhi karun, woh mera wafadar rahega mere har paighaam ko apne saath liye chalega mere har koshish ka nispaksh gawah banega woh na dikhe, to usse dhoondhe meri aankhen woh na rahe, to andhera har taraf se jhaanken mein ruth jaon, toh woh masti se mujhe ched jaaye mein muskuradun, toh khushi se woh chamak jaaye jisse mera purana rishta woh mera apna farishta mujhme jo hai jisme mein hun woh mera chaand hai jo mera dost hai