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Kuch iss tarah teri palkein mere palkoun se mila de
Ansoun tere, saare, mere palkoun phe sajade
Kuch is tarah teri palkein mere palkoun se mila de
Ansoun tere, saare, mere palkoun phe sajade?

Tu har ghari , har waqt, mere saath raha hai
Haan yeh jism, khabhi dur, khabhi paas raha hai
Jo bhi ghum hain yeh tere unhein tu mera pata de

Kuch is tarah teri palkein meri palkoun se mila de
Ansoun se teri saare mere palkoun phe sajade

Mujhko tau tere chehre phe yeh ghum nahin jajta
Jayiz nahin lagta mujhe ghum se tera rishta
Sun meri guzarish isse chehre se hatade
Sun meri guzarish isse chehre se hatade

Kuch is tarah teri palkein meri palkoun se mila de
Ansoun tere saare meri palkoun phe sajade
Kuch is tarah teri palkein meri palkoun se mila de

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He is slow, but sure

He is soft and pure,

Long journey,

He has power to acquire patience

He’s so cool, doesn’t mind any dent

Quite n calm not in hurry at all

I count the lines he makes upon the wall

I wonder always

How uncomplaining he is!!

He goes steadily with injured sheath

He finds himself decay everyday

He will buried here n there

He knows one day

Inside the shell he bore

He is sure

He wouldn’t let us know

That he is no more...

JasmineJ

I evaporated
And gradually dried
Clouds felt the weight
And earth of my soul felt
That emptiness..
Heat and pressure
Make every drop of desire
To disappear ?
One by one
Finally dreams had
Escaped the surface too

Now
How much

I will be defeated??
I tried

but cudnt freeze them
Wish! I cud get stronger
to change myself into solid
but what if I sublimate*
bcoz I ?wanted
That intermediate
Stage of free flowing river..
after that fight with whole chemistry of life

clouds remind me a promise
U made once…
to condense back
so that the earth of my soul
could feel that humidity
and able to cultivate new
seedlings
so that life could breathe
not only underneath

roots ?
but soft, shiny ,fresh tendrils of hopes

cud grow again….

Jasmine J

* transition from the solid to gas phase with no intermediate liquid stage

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Morning starts become paler

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Bowed moon goes leisurely

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Loose ends of sun rays

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Tie all lean, petty grass

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And shine all corners ,tips

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But middle of blades

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Cast deep shadow inside edges

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I love this game

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Dark green turns light green

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… turns florescent..?? wow!!

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Miscellany of dull rays

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Dies n flare again

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All over yellow curtains

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N rain drops drumming

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On window sill

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It's raining

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Out side my window

My world!!

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Birds chirp…?? then pause

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Untiring fog endorse

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Wild rose

?flourishing

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Looking upward

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Ready to touch n hug

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Yellow curtains

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Dancing, grooving, moving,

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Smiling and know

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Just after one week those tiny tendrils

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Will give that soft touch to window sill

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Ah!! Fresh wild rose

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Outside my window

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jasmineJ

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Dear all ,

i liked Think Tank (Rahul)’s imaginary kid Kittu very much thn I too thought to create? “Bittu” bcoz I love the way our lil ones put all life-size and undersized things in plain words J)))..

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Mai Bittu hu. mai char saal ka hu,Kittu meri best friend hai, wo Mumbai mai rahti hai,Di meri first girlfrnd hai Jwo doosri duniya mai rahti hai,(india mai nahi). Mumbai mai barish ho rahi hai..kittu kahti hai sadak mai ganda pani aa jata hai,mai Nainital mai rahta hu..yaha barish ke bad sab dhul jata hai ..sare pahad aur sadke ,sab aur bhi sundar lagte hai,Di ki city mai kya hai muje jayada nahi maloom? Lkyuki mai bahut chhota hu, lekin mai kabhi bhi poly bags use nahi karta,Jass ne muje sab bataya hai ki wo meri earth ko nuksan pahuchate hai ..bas ye hi batana tha..,Opsss!!sorry, aap sab to bade ho aapko to sab maloom hai..hai na!!

Kittu ko rang-birange chhate bahut pasand hai,aur muje remote control truck .jab Di India aayegi to mere liye ye sab layegi, abhi meri summer holidays hai..fir mai wapas Delhi jaonga mountains aur lake ko bahut miss karonga...aur aap sabko bhi kyuki tab shayad mai etna nahi likh paonga :)

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To love is to suffer.

To avoid suffering one must not love.

But then one suffers from not loving.

Therefore to love is to suffer,

?not to love is to suffer.

To suffer is to suffer.

To be happy is to love.

To be happy then is to suffer.

But suffering makes one unhappy.

Therefore, to be unhappy one must love,

or love to suffer,

or suffer from too much happiness.

I hope you're getting this down.

Phew!!!!!!!

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*Legendary Woody Allen

It was a special Sunday ? fog was giving blanket to me; lush green mountains were enveloping my vision. and honestly I wasn?t in the mood for writing poems and all ?lekin buri aadtein jaldi peechha nahi chhodti... hehehe J ??

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a date with nature??

                                              Fog speaks to me

With soft sizzling melody

Cool breeze writes its own parody

My eyes feel your might

Speechless my day and night

Spending hours and hours

On the lap of ur everlasting beauty

I wish if I could freeze the time

To feel u more

My love!!

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Picture Courtesy –www.CarotoonStock.com

I live with it
I breathe it
Often I do this, I seal
All leftover
Of unsaid words,
Unfinished pages
What my eyes try to write
Every night
Just one word
Unsaid

Just one word
I “do”
I reiterate
With every line
Falling like corn rows
On my mind
Disciplined.
I do. I do… I do........yes, I do
But hopes still disarray
Why do you seem unknown?
When I dream
I don’t find you
I tried to unpeel
One more wall of dreams
With hope, u were hiding there

They say
The heart sees
What is invisible to the naked eyes
But why
For me
U are still invisible
Many walls I have unpeeled

Now it pains
And rain denied
To drench my emotions for you
I know “I don’t”
Still they say
This is love
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Jasmine J

 ECONOMism

INFOSYSism

You have a 1000 poor cows. You put them on a nice campus, & send them one at a time to the US for milking.

WIPROism

GE has a cow. You take 49% of the milk.

SATYAMism

You have a cow. You have its milk. But don't know what to do with it!

DELLism

Intel has a Goat. Samsung has a Camel. Buy milk from both & sell it as Cow's milk.

IBMism

You have old stubborn cows. You sell them as pet dogs to innocent small businessmen.

MICROSOFTism

You have a cow. Force the world to buy milk from you. Spend a million dollars to feed poorer cows.

SUNism

You have a bull. It doesn't give milk. You hate Microsoft

ORACLEism

 You have a cow. You don't know which side to milk, so you sell tools to help milk cows.

SAPism

You don't have a cow You sell milking solutions for cows implemented by milking consultants.

APPLEism

 You have a cow. You sell iMilk.

 SONYism

You have a cow. You spend $50 mn to develop the world's thinnest milk.

 CITIBANKism

Welcome to Citibank. If you have a cow, press 1. If you have a bull, press 2...stay on line if you'd like our customer care to milk it for you.

HPism

You don't know if what you have is a cow. You sell complete milking solutions through authorised resellers only.

 GEism

You have a donkey. People think you have a 100-year old cow. If someone finds out, that's his imagination at work

 RELIANCEism

You don't yet have a cow. You sell empty cans to people for Rs. 501, because Dhirubhai wanted everyone to have milk

TATAism

You have a very old cow. You re-brand it as TATA Indicow.

Credit: The Economic Times