Do Line
उम्मीदो का सौदागर हूँ, सपनो में जीता हूँ।
जब दिल ना लगे तो थोड़ी सी पी लेता हूँ।।

"क्यूँ नहीं लौट जाते"

हे ऐकान्त के वासी,
ये सूर्य देश कहाँ है,
जिसका कोई सार ना हो,
ऐसा प्रदेश कहाँ है।

देखा, हाँ मैने भी देखा है,
क्षितिज से क्षितिज तक फैला,
नभ की विशालता को चीरता,
नितान्त ऍकान्त था वहाँ।

पर तुम कयूँ इतने चिन्तित हो,
क्यूं ये पीड़ा प्रण लिया है,
क्यूँ नही लौट जाते ऍकान्त मे,
जिसके तुम आदी हो।।

"मेरा अंडा"
और फिर भगवान ने मुझे इक अंडा दिया और कहा ये दुनिया का सबसे मजबूत अंडा है, हजार हाथी भी इसे नही तोड़ सकते। मैने जो भी किया अंडे ने मुझे सहारा दिया, मुझे पता था कि कुछ भी इसके पार नही जा सकता, मै अजेय होता गया...और जीतता गया....
आज जब सारी दुनिया मेरी है, ये लोग कहते है अंडा कुछ भी नही, ये इक मामूली सा आम अंडा है! मुझे पता है , ये सही में दुनिया का सबसे मजबूत अंडा है, इसिलिये तो मै राजी हो गया आज के इस शक्ति परीक्षण के लिये और दाँव पे लगा दी अपनी सारी कमायी। ये विशाल हथौड़ा सब कुछ तोड़ सकता है, हीरा भी.. लेकिन मुझे पता है ये मेरा अंडा नही तोड़ पायेगा...और तभी मुझसे कहा गया ... परीक्षण का वक्त आ गया है। क्या सही में परीक्षण का वक्त आ गया है, क्या मुझे थोड़ा भी और समय नही मिलेगा, मै डर क्यूँ रहा हूँ... ये तो दुनिया का सबसे मजबूत अंडा है जिसने जिन्दगी भर मेरा साथ दिया है, ये आज भी मुझे नीचा नही दिखायेगा... और मैने अंडा हथौड़े के नीचे रख दिया।
लेकिन इससे पहले कि परीक्षण पूरा होता मै अंडा लेकर वापिस आ गया और अपनी हार स्वीकार कर ली।

क्या मै डर गया हूँ, या मुझे अपने अंडे पे भरोसा नही? जो भी हो , हार गया हूँ पर फिर भी पता नही क्यूँ आज सब कुछ रंगीन दिख रहा है , हर जगह फूल खिल रहे है ..ऍसा लग रहा है जैसे की सारी सृष्टि किसी नवजात शिशु के जन्म की खुशी मना रही है।


दीपक

पुरानी यादें............

"कोई शीर्षक नहीं"

मर गये कुत्ते, सड़ गयी चीले।
यहाँ वहाँ बालू के टीले़।
कितने बंजर कितने निर्जन।
पल पल बदले, अपना तन।।

कोई है!
जिस तरफ भी रुख करुं,
हवा साथ देती नही,
जिस डाल कि तरफ बढ़ुँ,
है मुह मोड़ लेती वही,
बढ़ रहा अकेला पन है,
मिलती कोइ संगत नही,
जिसको भी साथ माना ,
छोड़ दूर चला गया वही।।

Awesome Chameli Song (Jaane - Soul of Chameli)
A must listen to everyone...

भीगी हुई कोइ शाम वो,
महका हुआ कोइ नाम वो,
बिन बात ही होती है नीलाम वो,
मशहूर है फिर भी बदनाम वो,
जाने ...हुआ है आज क्या हमें ना हम...
जाने... क्यूँ हमको याद आये वो.....

अब इस तरह उसको सोचता हूं,
गुजरे हुऐ वो पल रोकता हूं,
वो पल कही् खो गये हैँ जो अपने,
और साथ भी खो गये है जो सपने,
जाने... हुआ हैं आज क्या हमें ना हम,
जाने क्यू हमको याद आये वो......

वो रोशनी वो आग है
या फिर कोइ चिराग है
जिसे धीरे‍ धीरे है जलना
जिसे इस तरह ही है चलना
किसी मोड़ पे वो आज भी
कंडील सी जलेगी
शहर की धूप सी
बेवक्त ही ढलेगी
क्यूँ हमको याऽऽऽऽऽद....

भीगी हुई कोइ शाम वो,
महका हुआ कोइ नाम वो,
बिन बात ही होती है नीलाम वो,
मशहूर है फिर भी बदनाम वो,
जाने ...हुआ है आज क्या हमें ना हम...
जाने... क्यूँ हमको याद आये वो.....

यादेँ
खुशनुमा यादो के झोंके,
अतीत की दीवारो को पार कर,
हौले से आते है ,
और चुपके से,
कानो के पीछे सहला कर,
अपने सँग ले जाते है।

वो
छू गई मन्द मदमस्ती से,
उसकी गीली हँसी मुझे,
कहकहो मेँ उसके,
लगा जीवन का सार मुझे,
सँजो के रखना चाहता था,
हर उस पल का हिसाब मैं,
पर खो गयी यादो से,
वो भी, उसकी हँसी भी।

"काश"
कहता है दिल आज ये,
काश, ये काश ना होता ।
जो भी माँगा था जीवन से,
काश वो मेरा अपना होता ।।

Two Dogs
Two dogs came to the country town...
They were wearing their gown...
One was a pet dog .. one was stray...
one was..a ...pet dog. One...waaasss straaaayyyy
One was a pet dog .. one was stray...

Pet got every thing..... foood to bone...
no fear of a ocean.... the sheltered home
The gold bracelet on her neck
staring at you .. I am "jealous"....

The stary got nothing at alll...
no food .. no shelter na..anh around...
The smile on his face....bring cheers to crowd ...
he was the king...
he was a KING
he was a KING or just brightest in the lot...
NO Fooood... No Shelter...
just rain and the havoc...
dying people hunger and pain...
and you are dancing in the rain
stray has gotten a peice of bread...
which got a fungus with passing age....
Sray took .....a bite of it....
lost his life to the "TricK"....
The pet got an iron cage...
golden bone.. diamond cake
The pet die in a hurry ...
a mercedez just drove over him....
and Then....

Two dogs going from the counrty town
they were wearing their gown...
they had a plastic chair and a stool...
people gonaa pay them
for making them fool....

Deepak (The Drunk Song)

अतीत के पन्नो से

कहना है, आज मुझे ।
इन बदलते वक्त के पन्नो से।
तुम पर नये आरम्भ की।
पहली पन्क्ति मै लिखून्गा ।।

Why!!!

Why? Why sunrise is a compulsion…
Why can’t we have an ever prolonged night…?
Why there has to be light…
Why can’t darkness prevail…?
I am lost, lost in the dark…
Where I am? Who I am?
I don’t want to know me…
I don’t want to see me…
I just want to remain lost…
Can’t there be a never lasting night…
Can’t there be a darkness which can’t be replaced
I am crying out loud… I am shouting out louder…
Dear sun, please don’t... don’t arise today…
Let there be darkness at least for a few days….

"What Deepak Wants"
Tagged !!!

Today I have to answer a very important question of my life as what I want in my girlfriend (to be girlfriend)
Considering the important of the topic I will start right away without wasting another single second, don’t get me wrong I have already done the thinking part...so here what I want ….or say “ WHAT DEEPAK WANT”

1 – She should be a Girl.
--0 ----- Dimensions Does not matter ......
-/()\ --- Bank Statements , Complexion does not matter
--/\ ---- What ever is your caste , religion , Ethinity
--------- Who ever you are , what ever you DO , You just have to be a GIRL
2 – She should have one mouth and two ears.
3 – She should have two hands.
4 – She should have two legs.
5 – She should have two eyes.
6 – She should have one head with hairs outside and something inside.
7 – She should have ‘The Taste’, so that she can like me.
8 – Finally if she is pretty it’s an added Plus.

I think that’s all!
What a coincident you asked for eight and my demand list also ends at eight.

PS: Any girl who think that she can meet my requirements, please feel free to contact.
DOSTO: as you know there is a very slight possibly that any girl will ever read it (Reason’s Very low readership, Even more poor sex ratio of the readers), so friends if you find/know a girl who is right there satisfying my list, Please feel free to give her my contact. As for me
“Dil, Dhoondha hai aaj kahin”
“Phir wahi”
“Sapno se”
“Pal, Khushi bhare”


Now I have to tag eight more persons with same
“Find Eight Attributes for your loved one Tag”. …So all of you haven’t tagged yet please take put some time think about it , and then pen it down ….so for now my tag list is Empty …Looking forward to see your name in it.

This is all I want !!!

Men are of Three Types: Leaders/Followers/Losers
And this basic “TypeCasting” is able to answer many of my questions , Like why i am writing this stupid code here , Why i am not where i wanted to be, Despite of my wrecked condition i am considered as successful because i fall into category two ..I am the follower, i follow the path of success, some times i follow the path of dedication, sometimes i try to follow the path which can make me leader ...but in all i am always following some path. i am not the one who makes his paths himself ...and that’s why today i am confined to a 5/5 cubical and planning to move to an Institution which will make me a better fit for an expensive more prestigious cubical. Right now i am not thinking, i am just following the Trend which will lead me to a Better Life. (You know) the Reason behind my inclination? It’s nothing, other than the fact that others are doing well by following this path.
When? When i will be able to Break the rules and move into a line where i can term myself as a leader. What is the Basic fault which is stopping me .I don’t know how long i will be able to walk on this path of success. In am not sure when I will be able to come out of my cocoon to set my own roads, with a million of followers, following it with passion and compassion....

'QUIT HO'
I dont know why i have started bothering this much about the Grammer and spelling , No i am not saying that writing correct is a bad habit , but Instead of goingfor an improvement , i am choosing rather much simpler way which is 'QUIT HO'.It is an old friend indeed helped me a lot in the past also when i was struggling tofind a way out,and this 'QUIT HO' made me left the path itself. Confused !!! Yes i am also confused, Thats why i took the services of 'QUIT HO' , if youare reading it in the hope that you will understand what it is , then sorry you you are asking who was the ram just after the whole ramayana ...I am also not going to explain anything as for me it is very easy ,I will just have to say : 'QUIT HO'.

Take me down to the paradise city .......

They are coming ...every one is getting infected even the presumably most healthy and immune one found infected .. now there are only few left and i am luckily one them ...not sure how long i can avoid this....four of my very close are gone .. they are severly infected ...now there is no chance for them atleast , another one is playing with the limits ...even though he is a big time survivor but now i think his time is close ,
Is there a place to hide or I am safe , do i need to run fast and faster so that i can stay away from this disatrous disaster or I am safe...

when i see ...
when i see ...through ...
when i see into hospital ...
i found you giggling ...
you look happy ..
but you must be feeling down ..
you are hiding your pain...
i know you need sympathy...
you need my help ...
but this disease seems infectious ..
and i dont want to fall ..
fall into illness..
get down with the deasease...
i am happy outside.. ..
am i?

What next --
caution : not worth reading ...

I have decided to write again , Yes there was a pause if you haven't noticed yet , i was almost sure a few days ago that i 'll never write again , then i thought about a long break a really long break , but now here i am once again fighting with my eight fingers and two thumbs ,hitting hard on keyboard trying to come up with something something good and refreshing unlike my earlier posts all heavy and crap , but i cant kill my soul just for blog-sake , i have already done it many times the black cloud is disappearing , thanks to the heavy rain which made me walk 9 km in dark rainy night , but it also provides the oppurtunity of a long awaiting rendezvous with the self part of myself , it was 12 in the midnight i was walking alone thinking about every thing i could possibly think of , there was the time , there will be the time , is that all i wanted from this life , will i be able to get this , its going to be a failure , its all faith , god is behind every scene i witnessed , no the karma is one i should think about ....and here i missed a bus which could have ease my porblem a little bit , but doesnt matter "kya 6 aur kya 9 km" .... and then it begin again ....there were a lots of if and why ...it was like finding a new me full with if and why's , i was repenting for everything i couldn't get ... than again i was scoulding myself for repenting than comes the karma part .... and soon i realize my true potential ... it jalebi making ...i always do this to myself whenever i am stuck , i made chutia out of me ... i know the art how to fool yourself , how to confuse your self ... this karma and god are nothing but two major excuse classes i have been using since i was a child whenever i want to feel great i manuplate myself by thinking about society and its welfare ground reality is zero ..' not a single work on which i can feel proud ' no problem, i convinced myself that thinking about somethign is more important than doing it actually ...so all i do is just thinking and self conversation ... and i use it as a weapon , a weapon against myself ...." a stray dog sudddenly drag all my attention .. "dog bite hurts " ...i tried to act like hey u are just a dog , but inside i was feeling like standing in front of a lion in some sahara jungle...khair nothing happens .. and yes i was coming to the conclusion ... either i am smart .. i can make fool of anyone , or i am a dumb "jiska koi bhee kaat sakta hai" but whatever it is , this game ....is crossing all the limits ... even right now what i doing .. i am trying to feel great by saying all this , and on otherhand i am telling you about telling you to feel modest .
but one thing is sure ... there something is wrong .... somethign is really messy ... right now i can not find it ... but i am atleast sure about one thing " not to trust myself ... neither me nor myself are trustable ..both of them are juggler of the word they never mean anything ... and here is my problem i am not even sure about this sure fact , as it might be just another trick of this 'me'.....

run , as fast as you can ,
go , as far as you can ,
dig deep ...deeper ...
until you find a place to hide ...

cant find a place to hide ,
wanna change this whole life
a new start wiil be good enough
to take me high in the sky....

"toilet ....caution"
today i read something really funny on toilet shower ...one you use to wash after you are through .....
it says .....

"caution --
do not wash with acid or detergent
use normal water
to clean yout fittings ...."

बिन कहे चले जाते है जो
कभी बाद में याद आते हैं वो
दर्द की आवाज नहीं होती
वर्ना वापिस चले आते वो



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कहता है दिल आज ये
काश ये काश ना होता
जो भी मांगा था जीवन से
काश वो मेरा अपना होता

दूर कहीँ चला गया वो
लेकर सपनो की बारात
कह रही है रात अब
होगी सुबह मुलाकात