Rain Walker Once Again.....

Lazy bones...these are mere two words but sufficient to describe me on my Monday mornings.
As usual, I felt drown into bed as I hate waking up on Monday mornings but I had to wake up and that's how my week started.

Well, it's late Saturday night and I am not at all feeling sleepy and writing this post. The week was not a very happening one. Just usual office, home, calls etc. But a very tasty thing happened this week and I again found my lost love for "Aaloo Samosa". The days are pleasant and the first thing I crave for with my first tea was Samosa. The tapari near my office serves delicious Samosa as far as Pune's Samosas are concerned. Another thing that happened to me during last week is me being a rain walker once again. While going back to home, I prefer to put on my Adidas jacket than carrying an umbrella. This allows me to stroll keeping both of my hands in the pockets of my jacket, putting my jacket hood on my head and listening to the 'tip' 'tip' sound made by rain drops.

Yup, on Saturday I cooked myself a very tasty Egg-bhurji. I guess it was the yummiest till date.
Recepie on demand :)

Now, signing off. Guess I can catch a nap now.

See you guys next week.
Till then keep making the earth a better place to live, love and long for.

Kya baat ho...

Kitabon ke panno ko palatate hue sochata hoon main kabhi,
Ye jindagi palat jaye to kya baat ho.

Khwabon mai roz jo aati hai mere,
Haqueeqat mein mil jaye to kya baat ho.

Matlab ke liye dhunte hai mujhe jo,
Bina matlab mil jaye to kya baat ho.

Lahoo bahaker to sab le jayenge dil mera ,
Koi nigahon se chura le to kya baat ho.

Jo sharifo ki sharafat mai baat na ho,
Ek sharabi keh jaye to kya baat ho.

Saanson ke rahne tak to khushi dunga sabhi ko ,
Kisi ko meri maut par mil jaye to kya baat ho.


~Inspired by one of my friends.

My winning DART

I stumbled and stumbled again and again,
Lost all hope and got no fair bargain,
Still HE wanted me to be a student in the school of life.
As many a times we fall at the other side of knife.

Now my grey hair know how right HE was, and I wrong,
Never understood, Night could be dark all long,
it might hamper my winning preparation
But the Day would be far brighter than my expectation.

HE wanted me to learn the access,
Failure is just the other side of success,
They added to my failure cart,
but silently they handed over me my winning DART.

Be my strength...Love

I am in sky of dreams, don't know what is real.
Know one thing for sure, you make me look my world clear.
Wise men said, the path is rough.
Walk only if you know, you are tough.
I am not tough, but want to walk down the road.
Would you like to be the strength, my humble goad.
Lets walk together, lets bask together
Let 'the Love' only reason, for our common node.

HUM

Zindagi ki daud mein, kyun kho gaye hum,
Apno ki bheed mein bhi, kyun tanha ho gaye hum,
Bhagte mann ko undekhi talash, Kabhi-
Poore hoker bhi; aaj, kitane adhoore ho gaye hum.

Walking down the Street

I’m walking down the street all day long,
Fucking idle, finding nothing to do,
Playing with pebbles, kissing the chilly wind,
Without you, this world is no more than a zoo.

No one is here to talk to, except my tears,
The day you left my love, Losing of anything doesn’t make me fear,
I am tired of being myself,
Come and make love my dear.

Finally, it rained ...

Gurgaon, a place where it is difficult or lemme say rare to find rain pouring down.
During my 3 months stay, I never found any sign of rain. But three days back, all of the sudden clouds and heavens made some conspiracy and filled the whole sky with a thick black lining of clouds in late evening . These clouds were roaring to deluge the badly planned GGN township.
But these chaos were nothing in front of the lovely weather we found in GGN after don't know how many months.
Past three days were terrific and made tea-pakoda combo a worth.
Chai..chai Garam.Enjoy!! You have pakodas too.