Kuch Afsaane Likhe

kuch mohabbat ke fasanay likhay,


kuch naay aur puranay likhay....

yaadon ka ek silsila likha,

khwab saray woh suhanay likhay....


hum nay ek mohabbat ki raat likhi,

aur kuch guzray zamanay likhay....

marmari banhon ko apna lika,

aur phir in kay nazranay likhay....


unki zulfon ko ghata sa likha,

saaye phir uss kay suhanay likhay....

khud ko phir unka Mussawir likha,

khwab phir kiya kiya najanay likhay....


kabhi kore kagaz pe salvatein likhi,

kabhi teri yaad main zamane likhay....


Keep Smiling
-- kalingaa...

Remember Good Times, Forget the bad ones ....

Always Have A Dream


Forget about the days when it is cloudy,

But don't forget your hours in the sun.

Forget about the times you've been defeated,

But don't forget the victories you've won.


Forget about the mistakes that you can't change now,

But don't forget the lessons.

Forget about the misfortunes you've encountered,

But don't forget the times your luck has turned.


Forget about the days when you have been lonely,

But don't forget the friendly smiles you've seen.

Forget about the plans that didn't seem to work out right,

But don't forget to always have a dream....

Keep the dreams blossoming
-- Kalingaa...

To phir kyun dil udas hai ..?

Hai pyaar bhi tere liye, Khayaal bhi tere liye

Yeh dil bhi tere paas hai, To phir kyun dil udaas hai ..?

Main sochta hun bas tujhe, Main dekhta hun bas tujhe

Jab mujh pe aitbaar hai, To phir kyun dil udaas hai ..?

Hai zindagi tere liye, Yeh dil, khushi tere liye

Yeh sab jo tere paas hai, To phir kyun dil udaas hai ..?

Tu neend mein, tu khwab mein, Tu mere dasht-o-aab mein

Har pal tu mere saath hai, To phir kyun dil udaas hai ..?

Har gulshan hain gul khile huye, Hain dost bhi mile huye

Har lamha pyaar hi pyaar hai, To phir kyun dil udaas hai ..?

Yeh dil, khushi or aitbaar, Yeh dost, khwab or yeh pyaar

Sab kuch tu tere pass hai, To phir kyun dil udaas hai ..?

Keep Smiling my Friend

- - Kalingaa…

It is never too late to learn and love

The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn't hard to master. I lost numerous cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

Even losing you... the joking voice, a gesture I love... I shan't have lied. It's evident the art of losing's not too hard to master though' it may look like...

Write it!... like disaster

-- Kalingaa...

The Silence of Love

Hello darkness, my old friend,

I've come to talk with you again,

Because a vision softly creeping,

Left its seeds while I was sleeping,

And the vision that was planted in my brain

Still remains Within the sound of silence…


In restless dreams I walked alone

Narrow streets of cobblestone,

Underneath the halo of a street lamp,

I turned my collar to the cold and damp

When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a Neon light

That split the night and touched the Sound of silence…


And in the naked light I saw

Ten thousand people, maybe more.

People talking without speaking,

People hearing without listening,

People writing songs that voices never share

And no one dare disturb the sound of silence…


Fools said i, you do not know

Silence like a cancer grows.

Hear my words that I might teach you,

Take my arms that I might reach you.

But my words like silent raindrops fell,

And echoed in the wells of silence…


And the people bowed and prayed

To the neon God they made.

And the sign flashed out its warning,

In the words that it was forming.

And the sign said, the words of the prophets…

Are written on the subway walls

And tenement halls.

And whispered in the sounds of silence…

Keep smiling
Kalingaa...

Happy Republic Day to India

This is a poem to all of you:
Tum Chalo to Hindustan chale
Phalak pakad ke utho
Aur hawa pakad ke chalo
Tum chalo to Hindustan chale

Lagao hath ki suraj subah nikala karein
Hathelion mein bharein dhoop aur uchhala karein
Uphak pe paon rakho

Aur chalo akad ke chalo
Phalak pakad ke utho...
aur hawa pakad ke chalo!
Tum chalo to Hindustan chale
-- India awaits you
- - Kalingaa...

Spirit of Untiring Courage

तूफानों की ओर घुमा दो नाविक निज पतवार ।

आज सिन्धु ने विष उगला है
लहरों का यौवन मचला है
आज ह्रदय में और सिन्धु में
साथ उठा है ज्वार

तूफानों की ओर घुमा दो नाविक निज पतवार ।

लहरों के स्वर में कुछ बोलो
इस अंधड में साहस तोलो
कभी-कभी मिलता जीवन में
तूफानों का प्यार

तूफानों की ओर घुमा दो नाविक निज पतवार ।

यह असीम, निज सीमा जाने
सागर भी तो यह पहचाने
मिट्टी के पुतले मानव ने
कभी ना मानी हार
तूफानों की ओर घुमा दो नाविक निज पतवार ।

सागर की अपनी क्षमता है
पर माँझी भी कब थकता है
जब तक साँसों में स्पन्दन है
उसका हाथ नहीं रुकता है
इसके ही बल पर कर डाले

सातों सागर पार
तूफानों की ओर घुमा दो नाविक निज पतवार ।

- शिवमंगल सिंह सुमन

-- Keep the spirit of courage against mightiest
- - Kalingaa...

Yeh Hum Nahin

किसी के इतने पास न जा
कि दूर जाना खौफ़ बन जाये
एक कदम पीछे देखने पर
सीधा रास्ता भी खाई नज़र आये

किसी को इतना अपना न बना
कि उसे खोने का डर लगा रहे
इसी डर के बीच एक दिन ऐसा न आये
तु पल पल खुद को ही खोने लगे

किसी के इतने सपने न देख
कि काली रात भी रन्गीली लगे
आन्ख खुले तो बर्दाश्त न हो
जब सपना टूट टूट कर बिखरने लगे

किसी को इतना प्यार न कर
कि बैठे बैठे आन्ख नम हो जाये
उसे गर मिले एक दर्द
इधर जिन्दगी के दो पल कम हो जाये

किसी के बारे मे इतना न सोच
कि सोच का मतलब ही वो बन जाये
भीड के बीच भी
लगे तन्हाई से जकडे गये

किसी को इतना याद न कर
कि जहा देखो वोही नज़र आये
राह देख देख कर कही ऐसा न हो
जिन्दगी पीछे छूट जाये

ऐसा सोच कर अकेले न रहना,
किसी के पास जाने से न डरना
न सोच अकेलेपन मे कोई गम नही,
खुद की परछाई देख बोलोगे "ये हम नही"

-- Keep the faith in Dreams
- - Kalingaa...

Dil Tod Ke Na Naa... Mukh Mod Ke Na Jaa...

Just randon thought about one of my favourite songs sang by Kishore Da -
Pal bhar ke liye koi humme pyaar kar le
Jhoota hi sahi
Do din ke liye koi ikraar kar le
Jhoota hi sahi
Pal bhar ...

Humne bahut tujhko chup chupke dekha
Humne bahut tujhko chup chupke dekha
Dil pe khichi hai tere kaajal ki rekha
Kaajal ke rekha bani laxman ki rekha
Ho Ho Ho Ho kaajal ki rekha ...
Ram mein kyun tune rawan ko dekha
Ram mein kyun tune rawan ko dekha
khade khidki pe ...
Khade khidki pe jogi sweekar kar le
Jhoota hi sahi
Pal bhar ...

La La La ... pyaar kar le

Jhoota hi sahi
Dheere se jade tere nain bade,
Jis din se lade tere dar pe pade
Dheere se jade tere nain bade,
Jis din se lade tere dar pe pade

Sun Sunkar teri nahi nahi
Jaan ... Apni nikal jaye naa kahi
Jara haan kah de meri jaan kah de
Meri jaan kah de jara haan kah de
Jab raain pade nahi chain pade
nahi chain pade jab raain pade

Mana tu saare haseeno se haseen hain
Mana tu saare haseeno se haseen hain
Apni bhi soorat buri tho nahi hai
Apni bhi soorat buri tho nahi hai

Kabhi tu bhi
O kabhi tu bhi humara deedar kar le
Jhoota hi sahi
Pal Bhar Ke Liye Koi hume Pyaar Kar Le ...
-- Keep the Heart open. Love Just Happens ...
- - Kalingaa...

Rabba main itna bura nahin hota

Evils of Success...

After getting information about conviction of Sanjay Dutt in Arms Act, once again I was stunned that Fame comes with a lot of tension and pity in Life. Rarely a person can survive ills and pitfalls of celebrity life. Life where you don’t have privacy, every single step is being watched by millions and no space for individual. Everyone wants to attain that fame, and glitterati with a lot of hard cash and assets, but everytime we achieve it, we unintentionally fall for its innovative wrong-ones and the moment we realize about it, we are a long way down the road. Turning back seems like trying to reach to Mt. Everest and eventually we see shame for us in eyes of our beloved ones.


I may not have been well-known person but I have seen few such moments where I was on opposite side of social norms and I can understand what emotional stress a person goes through in such situation.

"Be not afraid of greatness: some men are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them."
- William Shakespeare

"I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody."
- Bill Cosby

Yes, Sanjay Dutt did something which was against Unity of India and if his crime is big enough than hang him for his crime, But also we should look for reasons that why a person of such caliber and status do a crime against society? Kill the evils of society and criminals will be dead automatically.

Socha nahin tha taqdeer yahan layegi

Manzil pe aate hi jaan chali jayegi
O, yeh to Sikandar ne bhi nahin tha socha
Aane se pehle khushi laut jayegi
Humne socha tha kya, aur kya se kya hua
Jaa rahe hai aaj yeh zamane ko batake

Yeh kya ho gaya rama re, yeh kya ho gaya maula re

Tera kusoor tha ya mera kusoor tha
Tera guroor tha ya mera guroor tha
Rabba main itna bura nahin hota
Tu agar bewafa nahin hota
Itna bata mujhe, kya mila tujhe
Gham ke yeh kaante meri raahon mein bichhaake

Yeh kya ho gaya rama re, yeh kya ho gaya maula re

-- Keep the Society alive by killing Crime
- - Kalingaa…

P.S. – On the side note, Bring Dada in Indian Cricket team for revival of Titans

All I can do

An old man lived alone in Minnesota. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work. His only son, who would have helped him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his situation:

Dear Son,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year. I hate to miss doing the garden, because your mother always loved planting time. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me, if you weren't in prison.
Love,
Dad

Shortly, the old man received this telegram:

For Heaven's sake, Dad, don't dig up the garden!! That's where I buried the GUNS!!

At 4a.m the next morning, a dozen police officers showed up and dug up the entire garden without finding any guns. Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him what happened, and asked him what to do next.

His son's reply was: "Go ahead and plant your potatoes, Dad. It's the best I could do for you from here."
-- Keep doing whatever you can do for all your loved ones
- - Kalingaa...

Complex nature of English

Can you decipher this:

Two individuals proceeded towards the apex of a natural geologic protuberance, the purpose of their expedition being the procurement of a sample of fluid hydride of oxygen in a large vessel, the exact size of which was unspecified. One member of the team precipitously descended, sustaining severe damage to the upper cranial portion of his anatomical structure; subsequently the second member of the team performed a self rotational translation oriented in the same direction taken by the first team member

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Jack and jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water Jack fell down and broke his crown and jill came.

-- Keep complex nature away and be simple
- - Kalingaa..

Close All Schools

Following is an Article in Times of India written by Sauvik Chakraverti.
Individuals require less knowledge in order to survive in today’s complex world than they did in the far simpler past. Village life requires knowing how to grow your food, look after and milk your cows and build your own house. In a modern city, one can easily get by just knowing how to play the guitar well. A musician in the urban ‘division of labour’ can then happily rely on the specialised knowledge of others. His car is built by engineers, kept in good repair by mechanics and driven by a skilled chauffeur. His house is built by an architect and aesthetically furnished by an interior decorator. Farmers grow his food and this is cooked by a trained chef. In all these (and all other) areas, our musician is blissfully ignorant. Economists call this phenomenon ‘rational ignorance’: It shows how, as the economy diversifies, less real knowledge is required on the part of each participant. This has enormous implications on the sort of education system required in a modern ‘knowledge economy’.

The existing school system provides generalised knowledge of dubious quality. Even after 12 years of schooling, a student does not possess any knowledge
that could be useful in the market. Further, higher education is required. This generalised, broad education is difficult for students to assimilate: Many commit suicide. The only career open for those with this generalised education is the bureaucracy, who are the proverbial ‘jack of all trades’. This horrible school system should be closed down. All Indian children should be publicly informed that survival in the modern world requires fragmented bits of specialised knowledge, and that the search for such knowledge is simplicity itself. Apart from basic language skills, preferably in English, and knowing how to use a calculator, all that a young person needs is knowledge in one single field. He must, therefore, find a calling, and seek knowledge relevant to that calling alone. He can find this by apprenticeship. He can acquire it from a guru. Or from a specialised school. This will give the aspiring student hope. The search for knowledge will not seem such a long, uphill task as it is today. So close every school down, and let the knowledge economy explode.
-- Keep the knowledge Intact
- - Kalingaa...

"Die Every Day" - J. Krishnamurti

I am reading writings of J. Krishnamurti now-a-days and he is great philosophy writer. Following is a pharase from his book "A Book of Life". I am trying to grasp as much books as possible.

"What is age? Is it the number of years you have lived? That is part of age; you were born in such and such a year, and now you are fifteen, forty or sixty years old. Your body grows old - and so does your mind when it is burdened with all the experiences, miseries and weariness of life; and such a mind can never discover what is truth. The mind can discover only when it is young, fresh, innocent; but innocence is not a matter of age.

It is not only the child that is innocent - he may not be - but the mind that is capable of experiencing without accumulating the residue of experience. The mind must experience, that is inevitable. It must respond to everything - to the river, to the diseased animal, to the dead body being carried away to be burnt, to the poor villagers carrying their burdens along the road, to the tortures and miseries of life - otherwise it is already dead; but it must be capable of responding without being held by the experience.

It is tradition, the accumulation of experience, the ashes of memory, that make the mind old. The mind that dies every day to the memories of yesterday, to all the joys and sorrows of the past - such a mind is fresh, innocent, it has no age; and without that innocence, whether you are ten or sixty, you will not find God."

-- Keep the fear of death away and Njoi your life
- - Kalingaa...

Children and You


Its better to be a stupid child than to be a mean grown up.
Keep your child part alive and smiling because "Bachche Mann Ke Sachche".

Happy Children's Day.

Support CRY (Child Relief and You) at www.cry.org .
Your one step will make difference in someone's life.

-- Keep smiling
- - Kalingaa...

Gitanjali

I don't have to say anything about "Ravindernath Tagore" and his most known work "Gitanjali".

Its a part of this work -
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert of dead habit....
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my father, let my country awake.
-- Keep the free spirit of mind
- - Kalingaa..

A Tryst with Destiny of REPUBLIC

After reading speech by Mahasweta Devi, first speech which came in my mind was speech by Mr. Jawaharlal Nehru Delivered on August 14th, 1947. He gave this Speech in the Constituent Assembly of India, on the eve of India's Independence. This speech in important to remember the pledges which our forefather made to this country and we have to re-think why we fell short of our vision.

They had a vision and we as youth have will power so let's take the target of "One India, Only India".

Long years ago we made a tryst with destiny, and now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge, not wholly or in full measure, but very substantially. At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom. A moment comes, which comes but rarely in history, when we step out from the old to the new, when an age ends, and when the soul of a nation, long suppressed, finds utterance. It is fitting that at this solemn moment, we take the pledge of dedication to the service of India and her people and to the still larger cause of humanity.

At the dawn of history, India started on her unending quest, and trackless centuries are filled with her striving and grandeur of her success and failures. Through good and ill fortune alike, she has never lost sight of that quest, forgotten the ideals which gave her strength. We end today a period of misfortunes and India discovers herself again. The achievement we celebrate today is but a step, an opening of opportunity to the greater triumphs and achievements that await us. Are we brave enough and wise enough to grasp this opportunity and accept the challenge of the future?

Freedom and power bring responsibility. The responsibility rests upon this Assembly, a sovereign body representing the sovereign people of India. Before the birth of freedom, we have endured all the pains of labour and our hearts are heavy with the memory of this sorrrow. Some of those pains continue even now. Nevertheless, the past is over and it is the future that beckons us now.

That future is not one of ease or resting but of incessant striving so that we may fulfill the pledges we have so often taken and the one we shall take today. The service of India means, the service of the millions who suffer. It means the ending of poverty and ignorance and poverty and disease and inequality of opportunity. The ambition of the greatest men of our generation has been to wipe every tear from every eye. That may be beyond us, but as long as there are tears and suffering, so long our work will not be over.

And so we have to labour and to work, and to work hard, to give reality to our dreams. Those dreams are for India, but they are also for the world, for all the nations and peoples are too closely knit together today for any one of them to imagine that it can live apart. Peace is said to be indivisible, so is freedom, so is prosperity now, and also is disaster in this one world that can no longer be split into isolated fragments.

To the people of India, whose representatives we are, we make an appeal to join us with faith and confidence in this great adventure. This is no time for petty and destructive criticism, no time for ill-will or blaming others. We have to build the noble mansion of free India where all her children may dwell.


The appointed day has come -the day appointed by destiny- and India stands forth again, after long slumber and struggle, awake, vital, free and independent. The past clings on to us still in some measure and we have to do much before we redeem the pledges we have so often taken. Yet the turning-point is past, and history begins anew for us, the history which we shall live and act and others will write about.

It is a fateful moment for us in India, for all Asia and for the world. A new star rises, the star of freedom in the East, a new hope comes into being, a vision long cherished materializes. May the star never set and that hope never be betrayed!

We rejoice in that freedom, even though clouds surround us, and many of our people are sorrow-stricken and difficult problems encompass us. But freedom brings responsibilities and burdens and we have to face them in the spirit of a free and disciplined people.

On this day our first thoughts go to the architect of this freedom, the Father of our Nation, who, embodying the old spirit of India, held aloft the torch of freedom and lighted up the darkness that surrounded us. We have often been unworthy followers of his and have strayed from his message, but not only we but succeeding generations will remember this message and bear the imprint in their hearts of this great son of India, magnificent in his faith and strength and courage and humility. We shall never allow that torch of freedom to be blown out, however high the wind or stormy the tempest.

Our next thoughts must be of the unknown volunteers and soldiers of freedom who, without praise or reward, have served India even unto death.

We think also of our brothers and sisters who have been cut off from us by political boundaries and who unhappily cannot share at present in the freedom that has come. They are of us and will remain of us whatever may happen, and we shall be sharers in their good [or] ill fortune alike.

The future beckons to us. Whither do we go and what shall be our endeavour? To bring freedom and opportunity to the common man, to the peasants and workers of India; to fight and end poverty and ignorance and disease; to build up a prosperous, democratic and progressive nation, and to create social, economic and political institutions which will ensure justice and fullness of life to every man and woman.

We have hard work ahead. There is no resting for any one of us till we redeem our pledge in full, till we make all the people of India what destiny intended them to be. We are citizens of a great country on the verge of bold advance, and we have to live up to that high standard. All of us, to whatever religion we may belong, are equally the children of India with equal rights, privileges and obligations. We cannot encourage communalism or narrow-mindedness, for no nation can be great whose people are narrow in thought or in action.

To the nations and peoples of the world we send greetings and pledge ourselves to cooperate with them in furthering peace, freedom and democracy.

And to India, our much-loved motherland, the ancient, the eternal and the ever-new, we pay our reverent homage and we bind ourselves afresh to her service.

JAI HIND.

- Jawahar Lal Nehru

-- Keep the pledges to your heart
- - Kalingaa..