life as a game

July 9, 2009 at 11:13 am (Myself & I, future, past, present)

Imagine in which you are juggling five balls in the air. You name them – work, family, health, friends, and spirit – and you’re keeping all of these in the air. You will soon understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. But the other four balls – family, health, friends, and spirit are made of glass. If you drop one of these, they will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged, or even shattered. They will never be the same. You must understand that and strive for balance in your life.

Brian Dyson, CEO of Coca Cola Enterprises from 1959-1994

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mujhe apne zabt pe naaz tha

July 8, 2009 at 9:17 pm (poetry)

mujhe apne zabt pe naaz tha, sar-e bazm raat ye kiya howa
meri aankh kaise chalak gai, mujhe ranj hay ye bura howa

meri zindagi k charagh ka ye mizaaj koi naya nahi
abhi roshni abhi teergi, na jala howa na bujha howa

mujhe jo bhi dushman-e jaa.n mila, wohi pukhta kaar-e jafa mila
na kisi ki zarb ghalat pari na kisi ka teer khata howa

mujhe aap kiyu na samajh sake, kabhi apne dill sey bhi pocheye
neri dastaan-e hayaat ka tu waraq waraq hay khula howa

jo nazar bacha k guzar gay merey saamne sey abhi abhi
ye mery hi shehr k log they, merey ghar sey ghar hay milaa howa

humain is ka koi bhi huq nahi k shareek-e bazm-e kholoos hon
na humarey paas naqaab hay, na kuch aastee.n main chupa howa

merey aik gosha-e fik’r main, meri zindagi sey aziz tar
mera aik aisa bhi dost hay, jo kabhi mila na juda howa

mujhe ik gali main para howa, kisi badnaseeb ka khat mila
kahee.n khoon-e dill sey likha howa, kahee.n ansoo.n sey mita howa

mujhe hum-safar bhi mila koi tu shikasta haal meri tarha
kai manziloo.n ka thaka howa, kahee.n raaste main luta howa

humain apney ghar sey chaley howe, sar-e raah um’r guzar gaii
koi justuju ka sila mila, na safar ka huq hi ada howa
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Realize that now, in this moment of time, you are creating. You are creating your next moment. That is what’s real.

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Na Raha

July 3, 2009 at 12:14 am (Uncategorized)

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Zihale-e-Miskeen

July 2, 2009 at 7:54 pm (My poetry, love)

Kafir-e-ishqam musalmani mara darkaar neest
Har rag-e mun taar gashta hajat-e zunnaar neest;…..
Az sar-e baaleen-e mun bar khez ay naadaan tabeeb
Dard mand-e ishq ra daroo bajuz deedaar neest;
Nakhuda dar kashti-e maagar nabashad go mubaash
Makhuda daareem mara nakhuda darkaar neest;
Khalq mi goyad ki Khusrau but parasti mi kunad
Aarey aarey mi kunam ba khalq mara kaar neest.

by Ameer khusro

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Unhain G Se Main Kaisay Bhula’oon Sakhi…!!!

July 2, 2009 at 7:39 pm (past)

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selfish people

July 1, 2009 at 8:30 pm (friendship)

Saying that I dont want anything return would be a lie, but a bit of understanding would be great! I have come to the realization that some person in my life are selfish which makes them sucky people. I have no expectations for these people and accept them for who they are-selfish.

One person take everything from his best friend, and then kill his best friend. just to full fill his requirements. if a person saying you his best friends, and sending you to shutter deaf. the person is lying.

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Change

June 30, 2009 at 5:52 pm (Myself & I, silence, thought)

Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things better. – King Whitney Jr.

It is easy to love the people far away. It is not always easy to love those close to us. It is easier to give a cup of rice to relieve hunger than to relieve the loneliness and pain of someone unloved in our own home. Bring love into your home for this is where our love for each other must start. mother teresa

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مت چاہو ايسے لوگوں کو

June 28, 2009 at 6:04 pm (Myself & I, future, past, poetry, present)

مت چاہو ايسے لوگوں کو
جنہيں رشتوں کا احساس نہ ہو
جنہيں جزبوں کا کوئ پاس نہ ہو
اس حرس و حوس کی دنيا ميں
جنہيں پيار مہبت راس نہ ہو
زنگار ہو جن کے زہنوں پر
جو بات بھی اپنی کہہ نہ سکيں
ہو جن کو فکر سود و زياں
جو سچ کی اذيت سہہ نہ سکيں
مت سوچو ايسے لوگوں کو
مت پوجو ايسے لوگوں کو
کيا حاصل پيار عقديت سے
جب ان کو ميرا اعتبار نہيں
اس شخص کی خواہش کيسے ہو
جس شخص کے کچھ اطوار نہيں
کيا اس سے مل کر راحت ہو
جس کا کہ کوئ کردار نہيں
کل جن کو ديکھ کر جيتا تھا ،
مجھے آج ان سے بھی پيار نہيں
اب ميری سلگتی آنکھوں ميں اک غم کا بھی اظہار نہيں
اک کھو کر سو مل جائيں گے ، ميں جينے سے بيزار نہيں
سچ بول کر افسوس ہوا ، ميں جھکنے پر تيار نہيں
گر اس کو تلخ حقاءق سے اخماز ہے اخماز رہے
ميں حرف انا سے واقف ہوں ، ناراض ہے وہ ناراض رہے
مت ديکھو ايسے لوگوں کو
مت چاہو ايسے لوگوں کو
مت سوچو ايسے لوگوں کو
مت پوجو ايسے لوگوں کو

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THEY DON´T CARE ABOUT US

June 26, 2009 at 12:43 pm (present)

Superstar: The Incredible Life of Michael Jackson 1958-2009

http://www.people.com/people/package/article/0,,20287787_20287810,00.html

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know what it knows

June 24, 2009 at 6:32 am (Myself & I, future, history, past, present)

Remember, the mind likes to assume it “know what it knows” but often its perceptions are just not accurate. Yet strong judgments are made all the time based on limited information…When we judge someone and then adopt an attitude toward them, that shuts down other possibilities and locks us away from the insight of our hearts.

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