Hell Life...

Yu to aksar kitabo pe khud ko likh deta hu...
Baaya krni hoti h jo bat usse anjane sabdo m gooth deta hu...
Jese kise paheli  m bato ko pirodeta hu...
Anjane me ek khali kagaj pe khud ki ek tasveer se bana deta hu...
Bs Isi tarha kuch bat apne sabdo m daba kr unko unke anzaam tak pohochadeta hu...

Alag bat h...

Zindagi ka sabse acche kam...

Kisi k zakhamo pe malham lagana ek bat h...
Magar un takleef bhare lamho m uska sath nibhana alag bat h...

Kis ki khusi m uska sath nibhana ek bat h...
Magar pareshani m bhi uska sath nibhana alag bat h...

Kisi ki 1st aane ki Khusi ko manana ek bat h...
Kisi k last aane pe bhi uske try krne ki  khusi ko manana alag  bat h...

Kisi k chehere pe ek bar smile lana ek bat h...
Or kisi ko Zindagi bhar khus rehena sikhana alag bat h...

Kisi k gamo ko sunna ek bat h...
Un gamo ko bhulaga k use Zindagi zena sikhana alag bat h...

Ye aakhe itni nam kyu h....

Aaksar dil se hamesha bat nikalti h...
Is dharti pe itna gum kyu h...
or ye aakhe itni num kyu h...
Sochne pr majboor hu...
Ki konsi bat h jis se m jan k bhi kuch dour hu...
Din m sab se milta hu...
Pr najane koi h jis se m milne ki chaha m thora sa tarasta hu...
Ye silsila kab tak ka h iski kisi ko ittlaha nhi...
Kisi ko pata chale to batana ki khusiyo se kitna m dour hu...
Fr us duri bhare raste ko mitana bhi h...
Gamo ko aakho aakho se hata k khusiyo ko unpe bithana bhi h...
Koi or mile raste m to use bhi gale lagana bhi h...
Khud ki aakho k sath sath uski aakho se wo pani hatana bhi h...

Khusi...😊

Kabhi tumhe lage ki koi tumhe dekh k has raha h ...
To yar socho ki log tumpe nhi has rahe Tumhare sath has rahe hai...
Kabhi ye mat socho ki log Tumhare bare m kya soch rahe hai...
Soch ki hum khud k bare m kya sochte ho...  

Tum khud se kitna khus h... 

Apne kamse kitna khus ho...

apni life se kitna khus h...

Or soche hum ese kya kar sakte h jo oro k face pe smile le k aae...
Kyuki Zindagi ka kuch pata hi nhi ...
Aj zindagi hai kal ka kuch pata nhi...
Kya pata kal ho na ho...

To khus raho ... Khushi se jio or oro ko jine do...

Kya pata kal ho na ho...

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Relationship (Part 2)...

Kabhi kabhi kuch logo saath hote bhi h...
But saath ho kar k bhi sath nhi lagte...
But kabhi kuch log kabhi saath nhi hote h...
Din mahine saal beet jate h bina mile...
But Saath na hote hue bhi saath lagte h...

Relationship...

Chalo ek bat or batata hu...
Koi bhi relationship permanent nhi hoti... Even  andhere m bhi parchai  ka bhi sath choot jata h...
Or koi bhi relationship tym waste nhi hoti...
Har ek relationship se kuch na kuch  sikhne ko jarur milta h...
Or har relationship se ek bat or sikhne ko jarur milti h... Agar  usse wo nhi milta jo tum chate ho to  ek sabak jarur sikha deti h ki tum life m kya nhi chahate ho...

Think about the fitness now...

Agar abhi apni fitness or health k bare m nhi sochoge to bad m tumhe bimariyon k bare m sochna padhe ga...

Or jitna time or pese abhi restaurant or party m kuch bhi kha pi k bita rahe ho to bad m tumhe utha hi time doctor or bed rest m  tablet kha k bitana padhega...

Karm kr fal ki chinta mt kr...

Agar ap dil se kisi ki madat krna chate h to kar digiye rukiye nhi...
Kya pata kabhi apko kabhi kisi ki jarurat ho  to koi madat na kare...

Ye soch kr mt ruckiye ki m use janta bhi nhi usk bare m kuch pata bhi nhi to m uski madat kese karu or kyu karu...

For example:  kabhi kisi ka accident ho jae jo ki m chata hu ki kabhi na ho... But by chance ho jata h to ye soch kr mat ruko ki jante nhi h usk bare m kuch pata nhi h... Ya accident case h... Ki mujhe kahi party M jana h... Mere kapre  kharab ho jaenge ya m late ho jaunga...

Ye socho ki kisi ki zindagi  tumhari wajha se bach sakti h...
Or insaniyat sabse sabse badi chez hoti h...

Us party m bas apko bs khana milega... Wo to ap ghar pe bhi kha sakte h ...
Kapre gande hue to kya hua wo to dhul bhi jaenge ...Or kharab bhi ho gae to market m kami nhi h ....
But kisi ki madat karne se apk dil ko sukun milega...

Ki mene aj ek accha kam kia...
kisi ki madat ki...

" Kabhi bhi kisi ki bhi madat karo...
Usse tumhe kya milega ye mt socho...
Shrimad Bhagwat Geeta m bhi likha h ...
Karm kar fal ki chinta mt kr...
(Do your duty without thinking about results...)"

Thand ka asar...

Kitabo se nata abhi humne tor dia...
Rajai or kambal se nata jodh lia...
Ek masale ki chai ki ek chuski se hamara wo sama tham dia...
Or is bari m pakoro ne hamara din bana dia...

Ooo Yara Dil Hara... (Part 2)

TO READ THE FIRST PART LINK IS GIVEN BELOW...

Ooo Yara Dil Hara...(Part 1)

Now start second part




After 2 days...

Suryash or aarti dono gharwalo ka aashirwad le k college bapas aate h hostel allotment k liye. Dono k hostel aamne samne hi the or bich m ek library  or ek badi si canteen thi. Or pas hi m ek bargat ka bada sa padhe bhi tha jisne aadhi canteen ko cover kia hua tha...

Parthi bhi aati h... But ghar wale use waha padne nhi bejhna chahate the... Lekin wo us aamiri ki undiwaro ko par kar k bahar nikalna chahati thi...
Jaha log rehete sath h...
Khate bhi sath h...
Magar sath ho kar k bhi sath nhi h...
Nakli hasi has has k thk chuki thi wo...

Ghar m bs ek hi tha jisse wo khul k bat kr leti thi... Wo tha uska bhada bhai Aarav.  Jo har wakt usk sath khada reheta tha....
Usk sath wo fr college k liye nikal gai...
College khulne m bs 1 din bacha tha ab aarav ne parthi ka allotment kara k usk sath aas pas ki jagha ghuma ...
Kya kare bhai h bhen koi pareshani na ho is bat ki tasalli to karni hi padhti h...
College khule to aarti ne notice kia wo larki jine usk sath form submit kia tha wo nhi dikh rahi thi...
Suryash apni padhai m magan front seat pe betha teacher ki lecture ko note kare jara tha ... Period change hue... 

To joint classes k bacche bhi change hue...
To achanak ne aarti ko parthi dikhi... Oor usne use apne sath wali seat offer ki...
Parthi bhi waha aa k usk sath beth gai...
Baato baato m pata chala k uska admission CS m nhi hua balki IT m hua h... Dono ki class wese to alag alag hoti thi but mostly classes thi jo sath hoti thi...

Period nikalte gae fr lunch aaya ...

Aarti : bhai canteen chale...
Suryash : tum chali jao m library ja rha hu . Books issue karane...
Aarti: parthi tumhara kya plan h...
Parthi: abhi to kuch khas nhi...
Aarti: to chalo canteen chalte h kuch kha k aate h...
Parthi: ok...

Teeno chaldiye...

Canteen pe...

Parthi :  tum kaha se ho...

Aarti : m muzaffarnagar se hu..

Prati: oookkk... Yaha kaha ruki ho...

Aarti: yahi hostel m hu...A-14 m ruki hu...
Tumne apne bare m kuch nhi bataya...
Or tum kaha ruki ho...

Parthi: m Delhi se hu...
M bhi hostel m hi hu...A-17 m hu...

(Parthi apne bare m chupate hue... ki wo kis pariwar se h  isliye wo jada nhi bol rahi thi.... Wo nhi chahati thi ki uski family k bare m jan k usk  or aarti k beech family wealth difference aae...Isiliye wo apne sath normal cheeze hi laithi or average dikhne ki kosis kr rahi thi...)

Fir Aarti ne poucha...

Aarti: tumhare rumi aage...

Parthi: nhi abhi koi nhi aaya...  Tumhare m koi aaya...

Aarti: ha dono aa gai h... But wo dono dusri branch ki h...

Parthi sant rahi... Or hmm... Bol k chup ho gai...

Aarti: kya m tumhare room m shift ho jau...
Hum dono k mostly subjects same h...
To sath m padh bhi liya ka karenge...
Or assignment wagerah m bhi aasani ho jaya kara karegi...

Parthi: hmm.. thk h tum mere sath shift ho jao...

Fir piche se aawaz aati h...Haee..
Dono ne piche mudh k dekha...
Wo suryash tha...

Aarti: tum to library gae the books issue karane...

Suryash: ha gaya tha but waha bhi lunch time tha to wo band thi...

Aarti: ooo.... Hmm...
Ab kya karoge... Abhi 45 min h...

Suryash: kuch kha leta hu... Lunch k bad 2 class or h...

Aarti: aaarreee m tumhara introduction to karana yo bhul gai...

Parthi meat suryash...
Suryash meat parthi...

Parthi :hi...

Suryash: hi...

Aarti: Parthi  ye h mera cousin brother h suryash ek no. Ka padhaku h ye...
Or Suryash ye h parthi h IT m admission lia h  hamare sath hi form bhara tha isne mere piche hi bethi thi ye... Yad h tumhe...

Suryash : ha hoga... yad nhi mujhe thk se...

(Sakti dekh rahe ho londe ki...Hahaha... Chaliye aage dekhte h kya hota h...)

Piche se kuch senior aate h...

Hey you...

Kese honge ye senior...
Kya karenge ye...

To be continue....

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time change everything...

insan ek esi kitab h jise samajna muskil h..
wo har tym paristithi k according change hota h..
or apne ap ko change krta h...
jaruri nhi h ki abhi kuch bole or usi pe hamesha tika rahe...
tym k sath use us bat ko bhi change krna padhta h...
tym k sath use paristithi k according change hona hi padhta h...
jese koi rule ho jo tym k according jab uska use nhi hota h or to kuch changes karne padhte h conditions k according ...
wrna wo rule hamesha k liye khata kr diya jata h...

Boring lecture....

Ye story kuch tym pehle ki h ...
Or college bhi khulne wale the so usi pe ye ek funny sa blog...
Jab classes chalti h to students k man m kya kya khayal aate h wo kuch is tarha h ki....


Jab classes ho jae boring or teacher usse bhi jada boring  to neend bhi aati h or aankhe bhi khuli rakhni padhti h..,😴😴😕
To Ye lecture class kisi torture class se kam nhi lagti...
Or bate bhi teacher ki kisi lori se kam nhi lagti...
Jitna inke lecture se hume neend aati h utni hi  us 5 minute k break m hume chai or coffee pini padh jati h or ese hi aage ki class ho pati h...
Ab esa lagta h ki  ye chai or coffee nhi h piyare ye to ek dawai ya fir h ek kadha h jisne aage k lecture k liye hume thoda sa sambhala h...
Ab in teachero ko bhi koi kese samjae inki boring lecture ki sabji m thora hasi majak  ka choka to lagae jada nhi to lecture k bech m thora 2 min break dekar thora sa namak hi  dal jae...😂😂😂

Vaibhav...
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Imandari

Jo tumhe galat lag raha h use mt karo...
Kyu ki imandari kisi or se nhi khud se kari jati h...
Or ye har us cheez m honi chahiye jise ap apne dil se krte ho...
Kyuki ye kisi ki mohtaz nhi hoti...
Pese to ap beshak beimani se bhi se kama loge ..
Magar izaat khud k liye apni aankhon m tabhi dekh paoge jab wo pese imandari se kama kr apne ghar leki jaoge...

Zindagi lambi lagne lagegi...

Zindagi ko din mahine saal k sath mat napo...
Zindagi ko jina chahate ho to zindagi ko saaso se napo to zindagi lambi lagne lagegi...

Force mt karo...

Kabhi kisi ko kabhi bhi apne kam k liye force mt karo...
Agar wo sach m apki care karta h To wo khud tym nikal lega ...
Or agar koi kis kisi chez k badle apka kam krta h to use apki care nhi wo bas ek soda h jo wo pura kr raha h...

Ooo Yara Dil Hara...(Part 1)

Ye kahani completely hypothetical h iska meri ya kisi or ki zindagi se koi relation nhi h...

Ye kahani h suryash or parthi ki jo ek IIT college, Bombay  m padhne jate h...
Kahani shuru karne se pehele m apko in dono k bare m kuch bata deta hu...
Jaha ek oor suryash ek middle class family ka ladka h... jo Muzaffarnagar , UP se belong karta h or dusre oor parthi ek high class family se belong karti ladki jo South Delhi ki thi...
Suryash  ek esa larka tha jo padh likh kr  kuch bada krna chata  apne mummy or papa ka nam roshan Karna chata tha IIT m bhi uska selection usk marks or scholarship pe hua tha...
Or dusri oor parthi  jo ek ameer pariwar ki thi or ghar m sabki ladli bhi thi to thora sa attitude bhi tha usme but  bohot hi choti choti si khuwahishe thi uski jo wo bachpan se miss karti  or kabhi puri nhi kar pai just because of her family high class and status isi liye wo delhi se bombay padhne aa gai  jaha use koi nhi janta ho or wo bina kisi rok tok k apne dost khud chunsake or wo kr sake jo wo krna chahati h or kuch jo uski bachpan ki  khwahishe h jo apni dairy m likhi chupa k rakhti thi...
Suryash k sath uski cousin sister bhi usk sath padhne ko aai thi  jis ka nam tha "Aarti" jo ki padhai m thodi si weak thi but suryash use samjhta tha or bachpan se khud padh k use  padhata aa raha tha or usi ki wajha se uska bhi IIT college m usk sath hi admission ho gya tha. suryash or aarti dono cousin k sath bohot acche dost bhi the... dono ek dusre se kabhi koi bat nhi chupate the jab bhi koi problem hoti to dono sath mil k us problem ko aakele ho solve kar liya karte the kisi ko ghar m pata hi nhi chalne dete the...
Ab lotte h kahani pe...
Admission k tym aaya ...
Ye teeno baki logo ki tarha admission hall m apna apna form bhar rahe the ... Achanak parthi k pen kharab hogya or dusra usk pas tha nhi or wo aai bhi akeli thi to kisi ko bahar bej k pen bhi nhi manga sakti thi or wo pareshan ho rahi thi or apne bag m bar bar pen dhund rahi thi to achanak se aarti ki najar parthi pe padi  wo usi k pichhe hi thi to aarti ne apne bag m se ek pen nikal k parthi  offer krti h or  parthi use thanks bol k ...
teeno  apna form jaldi jaldi bharte hai ...
Fr ye teeno ek sath form submit krte h or fr end m  admission hall k bahar parthi ne aarti ko pen ko return kia or hath mila k thanks bola... Usi tym suryash bhi waha tha Aarti ko bola...
Aarti- meet my cousin suryash...
Suryash - parthi
Fr suryash unk taraf dekha or halke se apni gardan hila k 'hello' bola...
Suryash k dimag m ek tension thi ki use konsi Branch m admission milega...
Wo chahata tha ki koi acchi se branch miljae or fr wo dil laga k mehenat kare or aage badhe...
Thori der bad parthi ne Suryash ko dekh k parthi ne socha...
"Dikhne m to ye kafi handsome h... Height bhi 5'9"-5'10 hogi but ye itna pareshan  kyu h... Mujhe dekh k delhi m meri purani class k sare   larke  mere pichhe hi padhe rehete the or ye bina hase, hath milae bs sar hila k 'hello' bol dia...And  No more reaction... "
"Ye to wo hi bat ho gai ki... ye kon h jisne pooo ko mudh k nhi dekha...."
But parthi ko kya pata tha ki suryash k dimag m kya uthal puthal chal rahi h...
Fr suryash wahi admission hall k bahar idhar se udhar chakar katta raha... Or bar bar andar admission list k bare m andar poochta raha...
Fr thori der baad notice board pe dekh k suryash bohot khus ho gya  wo jo chahata tha wo  ho gya use wo hi branch mili  jo wo chahta tha 'computer science'
Or bad m pata chala ki aarti ka bhi usi ki class m admission hua h to wo dono double khus ho gae...
But tab tak parthi waha se chali gai thi... 
Fr dono fr bapas apne ghar ko nikal gae...
Kyu ki fr 5 din bad se hi unki classes shuru hone wali thi...
To wo bapas aane k liye apne saman ki packing  karne k liye apne ghar ko nikal gae...

After 2 days...

To be continue........

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The sun will rise again...

Second part of kyu roo rahe ho tum...
Kehe h ki subha k bhula agar ghar bapas aa jae to use bhula nhi kehete...
To  kya wo fir se ghar se nikalna band kr de...

Agar m galat nhi hu to ap soch rahe honge ki m kehena kya chata hu ...

M kehena ye chata hu ki agar kisi se koi galti ho jae  or up to the mark nhi pohoc pae to kya use har manleni chahiye...
Mere khayal se nhi kyu ki insaan galtiyo ka putla h...
Galti kar kar k hi sikhta h...
Fir chahe wo uski aadate ho ya koi invention...

Thomas Alva Edison ko bhi bulb ko bhi ki invention  m bhi 1000 bar nakamiyabi mili but unhone har nhi mani... Unhone 1001 bar fir try ki or finally unhe wo mila jisse puri duniya m unka nam hua...Or aj usi k karan hum log rat m bhi apne kam kr pate h...

To isse mujhe ek bat sikhne ko mili...
Ki insaan ko chahe kuch ho jae kabhi har nhi manni chaiye chahe koi kuch bhi kahe...

Kyu ki duniya ka sabse bada rog h...
"Kya kahenge log..."

Aaarreee Kyu in logo k bare m sochte ho logo ka kam h kehena...
Or is rog k sath  mt jio ...
Agar koi koi galti ho jati h to usse kuch sikho...
Or try karte raho...
Try krna mt chodo...
Kyu ki tum Kabhi na kabhi tum apni manjile ko pa hi loge...
Or is spirit k sath jio ki...

"The sun will rise again and I will try again"