Love urges.. (Aaj Jane Ki Zid Naa Karo...)

Today,morning started with the song, tuning in my mind. I couldn't resist myself even in office..I put on head phones..and then....I felt the moment, when one entreats someone,like a dying body to it's soul..'Do not go away..some more time..just be with me..'

The real romantic feel. Thanks to Mira Nair, she is the one who thought about making this Song a part of bollywood.
Originally it's a Pakistani Gazal, by Fayyaz Hashmi.

Every single word flys you in the clouds of emotions and excitement. "Haaayy mar jayenge..hum to lut jayenge.." Farida Khaum, who has sung the song.. made it an immense urge. The word 'Haaayy..' depicts everything, every single thought in lover's mind before losing her love.
Seems very simple though hard to justify in reality. The beauty of lyrics and the yelling but still hoping voice. Ahhhahha perfect. One must ride on the magical ecstasy in the evening time..the twilight..the breeze..and the settling down thoughts.....only thing stays alive inside..the Love and the Divine Call..Aaj Jane Ki Zid Naa Karo..

I am sure you'll have the splendid experience.

:)

When I try to start my day the new way..I get one more..

अन्धाराताही तो एक क्षण प्रकाशलेला

अन्धाराताही तो एक क्षण प्रकाशलेला

हजार विचारांची गुम्फन घालत,
संगीताच्या तालावर स्वप्ना रंगवत,
वाऱ्याच्या वेगाने हा प्रवास चाललेला..
अन्धाराताही तो एक क्षण प्रकाशलेला

प्रत्येक वेळी तेच तेच प्रश्न,
त्यांची उत्तरेही माला ठाउक अस्ना,
तरीही मनाशी उजलान्या रंगलेल्या..
अन्धाराताही तो एक क्षण प्रकाशलेला

खिडकीत मी वलले एका कुशीवर,
नज़र स्थिरावली बाहेरच्या अन्धारावर,
कलोखात जरी मी, हजार आशा लख्ख दाटलेल्या..
अन्धाराताही तो एक क्षण प्रकाशलेला

When it happens....Suddenly

I think Saturday should be spelled as sleeper-day, at least for IT people. But as usual exceptions are there.Many envious mentors engage neophytes on weekends too with no extra wages. ;)
On such special Saturday/sleeper-day, I woke up at around 12 o’clock. But mentally I was stumbling in the bed only.Well the noon went with the usual delicious food by our expert chefs.

We three netizens were dwelling on our favorite sites. Meanwhile.. at one moment I just glanced at our window. And I couldn’t resist my steps…. I kept all sites on hold to have somewhat different, interesting, obsessing, catchy, tempting ..he he..i mean romantic sight. Whole sky..little cloudy..little bluewish..very unusual shed. Even a painter wouldn’t be able to seize. But was prompting something..i don’t know what was that but I was damn curious what would be it’s next shed it would tern into.
As I said above everyone’s Saturday is not necessary to be sleeper-day. Yes we had been summoned by the court of Victoria Park so that we germinate some exercises with the hope the they will release their judgment in favor of us..it’s all for Mumbai transfer yaaar..pata hai kya kya paapad belne padte hai…!!?
We left for office at around 4.30pm.. Kolkata’s wide roads…. Inundating autos.. and the crazy sky.. at one side and India-Bangladesh commentary on the other. Clouds ..about to deluge and Indian batsmen already enjoying runs’ gully washer. Hmmmmm..I wished the road won’t end and it make me keep blowing like The cool breeze. As intensely I wished…. that soon we reached office. 
Done a little work there. As clock was poking me to leave office..at 8.30pm. We left the victoria park.... again the breeze blew. Again I was running over clouds though with only three wheels. ;) Till the moment India had set the target of 370 runs across rivalry and Bangladesh was marching towards that unbelievably. But I was more interested in the game happening outside. It was raining at that time. The ever busy roads were given a break to exhale some stress and inhale some droplets..producing the fragrance of the first rainfall.. the same wish.. this jaunt should never end……….
A sudden jerk.. driver stopped auto before ‘Hayat’….it’s 5 star hotel nearby our colony. It’s still raining, so much decently..one would fall in love with it.. enjoy the privilege to play with the drop on the empty streets. I stood at the corner for some time then I saw my friend was rushing home. I moved. I entered main gate of our colony and wanted to stand there for some time. Run on the street freely in the rains.
I saw up…. Widen my hands.. and then closed my eyes..with blank thought.. as if I would embrace the sky.. that magical moment filled me with extreme zeal..
When I reached home heard that India won the match as expected. I went in the balcony and..stood squeezing the raindrops..The rain made my eve and the match made my day.
Ohh god sometimes I love sudden climate changes.

1+1 = 11

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Democracy is the program executed from people, for people and on the people, who are in politics. Yes, my dear friends.. please don’t take me wrong way. This is the new definition edited by our so called deserving leaders. Recently we all have celebrated year end and marching into the new one…It’s almost a decade we have been in a new era of economy …politics..technology.. oriented life. But if we have a glance at the last and the hottest year, then you will find list of profound deeds with a thick boarder of allegations. Everyone made a big money and also earned number of controversies prefixing their political career.

Right from Common welth’s Uncommon scam by Mr. Suresh Kalmadi to the comparatively small but considerable Citibank, Gughgaon issue by Mr. Puri, bank manager, none having even a little shame on their faces or sort of fear in mind.

The index is growing high, Indian rupee is dwindling before US dollar, big powers and UN members have become aggressive to make a beeline to the country playing a vital role in international economy. Almost all the dignitaries were the members of UN and tending to give India a permanent membership. That’s what we are from worlds perspective.

A Raja..Karunanidhi, Kalmadi, Ashok Chavan and many more like them alleged their ways, but none of the is behind bars yet. Directly or indirectly this quest resides within all of us in spite of the party. But the common man is still in a bed.

Yesterday I read one article “Adding values to the life” by our favorite writer Mr. Chetan Bhagat saying that, the word India depicts family, relationships, religion. Indians never thought in a bigger scale. ‘Lack of good values is why scams happen, nepotism exists and the government doesn’t care about it’s people. Core values are vital to any society’.

More or less we are responsible for the nasty govt. When the goal use to be in your court, you quit the play. If we check voting for any election since last ten years statistically, then you’ll find awful numbers reflecting the public stagnancy. 55% in Maharashtra ..40% voting in Bihar.. Is that a count? What the hell remaining 60 -50 % do on that day? Everyone knows, 70 - 80% of those 40 – 55% votes are bribed. Some party celebrates the predicated victory. And play with the given powers. You provide them with the rights..the authority and here it introduces Their Democracy.

As India emerging into a wide powerful nation, right from little villagers to a metro citizens should behave with their values. My home, my bank loans, my shares, my insurance policy.. this attitude won’t work any more and if it’ll, though not for long time….would be purely volatile. Your stability should bolster country’s stability. Every individual should enlarge there area of thinking and must consisting of some thoughts for country’s infrastructure..economy..development.. important projects and of-course their betterment. Now while leaving, let’s take an example of Jaitapur Nuclear Energy plant. NCP supporting or it’s happening under NCP govt. so oppositions must oppose that project… purposefully ignoring the genuine necessity.. for Maharashtra..for Konkan to be independent for electricity like north states. Along with this independence the project will burgeon employment, lifestyle in that area and consequently on Maharashtra. But just because of these political discrepancies, the noteworthy file is still floating. Now here is the responsibility of the people residing in near areas to seize or avail the project and take actions for their development and security as well. But who the hell cares for?

None else can come and save us from ourselves. It’s we and our thinking, if these colluders can show us 2+2 = 5, then it’s time to make them realize 2+2 = 4, moreover to trigger a new start with 1+1= 11, 1^st day of 1st month for year 11.