Niyati..

शक्ति अगर सीमित है, तो हर चीज़ अशक्त भी है,

भुजाये अगर छोटी है, तो सागर भी सिमटा हुआ है

सामर्थ्य केवल इच्छा का दूसरा नाम है, जीवन और मृत्यु के बीच जो भूमि है,

"वो नियति की नहीं मेरी है"...

- Kalingaa...

Jabse mile hain...

जबसे मिले हैं उससे तो सबसे मिलना-मिलाना छोड़ दिया...
मेरे लिए उस पागल ने भी सारा जमाना छोड़ दिया...

उसकी चाहत की खुसबू से महकी महकी रहती हूँ...
जबसे उसका साथ मिला है इत्र लगाना छोड़ दिया...

टूटी फूटी छत के नीचे उसके साथ बहुत खुश हूँ...
मैंने उसके प्यार की खातिर राजघराना छोड़ दिया...

heard from a youtube link...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=046ScO9AbRQ

-Keep Smiling
-- Kalingaa...

Kuch Afsaane Likhe...

Few Thoughts on Paper

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....

- Kalinga...

http://www.itgrowsonyou.net/

Luck by Chance :)

Was royalty bestowed on Warne by chance?

The best thing that happened to the Rajasthan Royals, the inaugural IPL champions, might have occurred by chance. They never intended to buy Shane Warne at the auction but ended up with him because he was the first player on sale - or so say the authors of an upcoming book 'IPL - an inside story'.

The book has what it says is an eye-witness account of the first auction by the CEO of a franchise. "Warne's was the first name that came up as the 78 players' names were picked up. But no one was willing to pick him up at the reserve price. The auction was headed for disaster within the first few minutes.

"Since [Lalit] Modi has some interest in the Jaipur team, he made eye contact with [Manoj] Badale and Co. and nudged them to start bidding. Jaipur raised the placard, hoping other teams would jump into the fray. But no other team bid for Warne. Jaipur, it seemed, was saddled with Warne." Less than four months later Jaipur had the last laugh, and the others were left looking foolish, as Warne reinvented himself with spectacular success.

http://blogs.cricinfo.com/thebuzz/archives/2009/04/was_royalty_bestowed_on_warne.php

Wishing second victory for Rajasthan Royals :)

-- Kalingaa...

Aarambh....

आरम्भ है प्रचंड,बोले मस्तकों के झुंड
आज ज़ंग की घडी की तुम गुहार दो
आन बान शान या की जान का हो दान
आज एक धनुष के बान पे उतार दो
आरम्भ है प्रचंड,बोले मस्तकों के झुंड...

मन करे सो प्राण दे, जो मन करे सो प्राण ले
वही तो एक सर्व शक्तिमान है...
इशर की पुकार है, यह भगवत का सार है
के युद्ध ही तो वीर का प्रमाण है...
कौरवो की भीड़ हो या पांडवो का नीड़ हो
जो लड़ सका है वो ही तो महान है...
जीत की हवस नहीं, किसी पे कोई वश नहीं
क्या ज़िन्दगी है ठोकरों पे मार दो...
मौत अंत है नहीं तो मौत से भी क्यों डरे?
यह जाके आसमान में दहाड़ दो...

आरम्भ है प्रचंड, बोले मस्तकों के झुंड

हो दया का भाव याकी शौर्य का चुनाव
याकी हार का वो घाव, तुम यह सोच लो...
याकी पूरे भाल भर जला रहे विजय का लाल
लाल यह गुलाल, तुम यह सोच लो...
रंग केसरी हो या मृदंग केसरी हो याकि
केसरी हो लाल, तुम यह सोच लो...

जिस कवि की कल्पना में ज़िन्दगी हो प्रेम गीत
उस कवि को आज तुम नकार दो...
भीगती नस्सो में आज, फूलती रगों में आज
आज आग की लपट का तुम बघार दो...

आरम्भ है प्रचंड,बोले मस्तकों के झुंड
आज ज़ंग की घडी की तुम गुहार दो...
आन बान शान या की जान का हो दान
आज एक धनुष के बान पे उतार दो...
आरम्भ है प्रचंड,बोले मस्तकों के झुंड

-- a song from movie GULAAL

Indian Republic: where does it stand....

Democracy is always temporary in nature; it simply cannot exist as a permanent form of government. A democracy will continue to exist up until the time that voters discover that they can vote themselves generous gifts from the public treasury. From that moment on, the majority always votes for the candidates who promise the most benefits from the public treasury, with the result that every democracy will finally collapse due to loose fiscal policy, which is always followed by a dictatorship. The average age of the world's greatest civilizations from the beginning of history has been about 200 years. During those 200 years, these nations always progressed through the following sequence:

• From bondage to spiritual faith;
• From spiritual faith to great courage;
• From courage to liberty;
• From liberty to abundance;
• From abundance to complacency;
• From complacency to apathy;
• From apathy to dependence; and
  
• From dependence back into bondage.

Not sure whether we are faster than the normal growth as stated by many... If yes, then the life of democracy will be over very soon...

A we ready of anarchy or we will prolong our freedom... freedom of everything we do... are we sure that we are free OR we just feel happy in believing so...????

- Kalingaa....

Waqt ki Baatein

Suna Tha Waqt Marham Hai, Har Zakham Bhula Deta Hai
Har Guzra Lamha Hum Ko To, Ek Zakhm Naya Deta Hai.

Raat Ki Rani Hai Ya Teri Yaadoon Ki Khushboo
Kuch To Hai Jo Aangan Mere Ehsaas Ka Mehka Deta Hai.

Agar Tere Khayaalon Mein Kho Kar, Neend Aa Bhi Jaaye
Aakar Khawaboon Mein,Tera Tassawur Hum Ko Jaga Deta Hai.

Khush Hote Hain Tassawur Mein Tumain Kareeb Dekh Kar
Shayad Mil Na Paayenge Hum, Yeh Khadsha Sehma Deta Hai.

Dil Bahut Nazuk Hai, Ghum Se Bhar Na Aaye Kalingaa
Patthar Pe Chot Lage To Woh Bhi Saza Deta Hai.

Dushman Hai Zamana Mohabbat Karne Walun Ka Azal Se
In Dooriyoon, Judaiyoon Ka Ehsaas Rula Deta Hai.

--- Kalingaa...

Dil Aisa Kisine Mera Toda....

After reading abt death of Shakti Saamtha, I checked abt the guy... I saw an incredible list of movies made by him... So one song from his movies which was immortalised by Kishore da...

दिल ऐसा किसी ने मेरा तोडा, बर्बादी की तरफ ऐसा मोडा
एक भले मानुष को अमानुष बना के छोडा

सागर कितना मेरे पास है, मेरे जीवन में फिर भी प्यास है
है प्यास बड़ी जीवन थोडा, अमानुष बना के छोडा

कहते हैं ये दुनिया के रास्ते, कोई मंजिल नहीं तेरे वास्ते
नाकामियों से नाता मेरा जोड़ा, अमानुष बना के छोडा

डूबा सूरज फिर से निकले रहता नहीं है अँधेरा
मेरा सूरज ऐसा रूठा देखा ना मैंने सवेरा

उजालों ने साथ मेरा छोडा, अमानुष बना के छोडा

Hate heals, you should try it sometime :)

Yaad Aaya Kuch to....

Got in mood to write something after a long time... But by the way I'm going to spend summers, a lot more seems in pipelines :)

जब तेरी धुन में जिया करते थे
हम भी चुपचाप पिया करते थे
आँखों में प्यास हुआ करती थी
दिल में तेरी तलाश हुआ करती थी

लोग आते थे कुछ ग़ज़ल सुनने को
हमारी जुबान हुम्हारा ही बयां करती थी
सच समझते थे तेरी वफाओं को
रात दिन तेरी खुमारी में रहा करते थे

किसी वीराने में तुमसे मिल कर
दिल में गुलशन खिला करते थे
घर की दीवारों को सजाने के लिए
हम तुम्हारे ही नाम लिखा करते थे

वो भी क्या 'कलिंग' दिन हुआ करते थे
तुम्हे भुलाकर तुम्हे याद किया करते थे
कल तुम्हे मुद्दत के बाद देखा तो
याद आया कभी हम भी मोहब्बत किया करते थे

Keep Smiling
- Kalinga...

All About Mumbai

All About Mumbai
www.pravsworld.com

Mumbai is the best!!! This Is Mumbai.
A CITY where everything is possible Especially the impossible.

Where lovers first love and then marry,
Where there is place for every Tom, Dick and Harry.

Where telephone bills make a person ill,
Where a person cannot sleep without a pill.

Where carbon dioxide is more than oxygen,
Where the road is considered to be a dustbin,

Where college canteens are full and classes empty,
Where Adam teasing is also making an entry,

Where a cycle reaches faster than a car,
Where everyone thinks himself to be a star,

Where sky scrapers overlook the slum,
Where houses collapse as the monsoon comes,

Where people first act and then think,
Where there is more water in the pen than ink,

Where the roads see-saw in monsoon,
Where the beggars become rich soon,

Where the roads are levelled when the minister arrives,
Where college admission means hard cash,
Where cement is frequently mixed with ash.

This is Mumbai my dear,
But don't fear, just cheer,
Come to Mumbai every year !

-- Keep Smiling
- - Kalingaa..

Ardhsatya.....

चक्रव्यूह में घुसने से पहले,
कौन था मैं और कैसा था,
यह मुझे याद ही ना रहेगा.

चक्रव्यूह में घुसने के बाद,
मेरे और चक्रव्यूह के बीच,
सिर्फ एक जानलेवा निकटता थी,
इसका मुझे पता ही ना चलेगा.

चक्रव्यूह से निकलने के बाद,
मैं मुक्त हो जाऊं भले ही,
फिर भी चक्रव्यूह की रचना में
फर्क ही ना पड़ेगा.

मरुँ या मारून,
मारा जाऊं या जान से मार डालूं.
इसका फैसला कभी ना हो पायेगा.

सोया हुआ आदमी जब
नींद से उठकर चलना शुरू करता है,
तब सपनों का संसार उसे,
दोबारा दिख ही ना पायेगा.

उस रौशनी में जो निर्णय की रौशनी है
सब कुछ समान होगा क्या?

एक पलडे में नपुंसकता,
एक पलडे में पौरुष,
और ठीक तराजू के कांटे पर
-- अर्धसत्य.

Keep your soul alive
-- Kalingaa...

Rajasthan!! Together we stand, Freedom isn't free....

Keep fighting against terror

-- Kalingaa...

Kaun tha Main....

Chakravyuh mein ghusne se pehle,
kaun tha mein aur kaisa tha,
yeh mujhe yaad hi na rahega.

Chakravyuh mein ghusne ke baad,
mere aur chakravyuh ke beech,
sirf ek jaanleva nikat’ta thi,
iska mujhe pata hi na chalega.

Chakravyuh se nikalne ke baad,
main mukt ho jaoon bhale hi,
phir bhi chakravyuh ki rachna mein
farq hi na padega.

Marun ya maarun,
maara jaoon ya jaan se maardun.
iska faisla kabhi na ho paayega.

Soya hua aadmi jab
neend se uthkar chalna shuru karta hai,
tab sapnon ka sansar use,
dobara dikh hi na paayega.

Us roshni mein jo nirnay ki roshni hai
sab kuchh s’maan hoga kya?

Ek palde mein napunsakta,
ek palde mein paurush,
aur theek taraazu ke kaante par
ardh satya.

Who was I, before I entered this maze,
Is not something that I will remember.

As I entered the war-maze,
there was only the life-threatening
closeness between the enemy and me.
Even this, I will not realize.

After getting out of the maze
Even if I earn my freedom,
The maze by itself, will not change. Unaltered.

To die or to kill,
To be killed, or to take someone’s life,
Even this will not be decided.

As a man wakes from his sleep,
and starts to walk, he can never
again, see the world of his dreams.

In this light, the light of choices,
Will all be equal?

Impotence on one side,
Manhood on the other,
And in the centre,
(tipping the scale) is the

Half-Truth.

Keep the questions alive

-- Kalingaa...

My Dear Darkness

Am I going into the darkness or coming toward light?

I feel a halo around the future which gives a illusion. The illusion which can be so dangerous that I will be in a hell of darkness from being a torch bearer. I want to be in the light but now afraid of the flames coming from the torch....

I am willing to sacrifice my fear if the world is willing to let me choose my dear :)

-- Keep fighting
-- Kalingaa...

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...