This is written in the Hebrew Talmud, the book
Where all of the sayings and preaching of
Rabbis are conserved over time.

It says: "Be very careful if you make a woman
Cry, because God counts her tears . 

The womanCame out of a man's rib.   Not from his feet to be
Walked on.  

Not from his head to be superior, but
From the side to be equal.  

Under the arm to be Protected,  and next to the heart to be loved."

Pass this on to all exceptional women that you know..
And to men so they know the value of a woman.

उस को मेरा हल्का सा एहसास तो है 
बे-दर्द सही वो मेरी हमराज़ तो है......... 
 
वो आए ना आए मेरे पास लेकिन 
शिद्दत से मुझे उसका इंतेज़ार तो है......... 

अभी नहीं तो क्या हुआ मिल ही जाएगी कभी 
मेरे दिल में उस से मिलन की आस तो है....... 

प्यार की गवाही मेरे आँसुओं से ना माँग 
बरसती नहीं आँखें मगर दिल उदास तो है........ 

एक दीन मेने तनहाई से कहा....कि हे तनहाई.... 

धीरे धीरे सभी दोस्त साथ हमारा छोड़ गये, 
हम तो अकेले ही थे, फिर अकेले ही रह गये, 
खता क्या थी हमारी की वो खफा हो गये, 
ना उन्हो ने कहा कुच्छ और हमें अकेला छोड़ गये..... 

तब तनहाई ने कहा की.... 

मुजे महशुष करोगे तो कभी ना पाओगे अकेले 
में वो तनहाई हूँ की रहूँगी सदा संगे तेरे 
देती हूँ आखो मैं आसूँ ओर मन मे किसी की आस, 
फिर क्यो होता है तू उदास,यह भी तो है संग तेरे...... 

अब ना समझना खुद को अकेला, 
हम रहेंगे हमेशा संग तेरे, 
हम जाएंगे छोड़ के तभी तेरा साथ, 
जब कोई दोस्त थामेगा तेरा हाथ......... 

चाँद उतरा था हमारे आंगन में,
यह सितारो को गवारा ना हुआ,
हम भी सितारों से क्या गिला करें,
जब चाँद ही हमारा ना हुआ.......

भूल सकता है भला कौन यह प्यारी आँखें 
रंग  में डूबी  हुई  नींद से  भरी आँखें............ 

मेरी हर सांस ने,हर सोच ने,चाहा है तुम्हें 
जब से देखा है तुम्हें,तब से सराहा है तुम्हें 
बस गई हैं मेरी आँखों में तुम्हारी आँखें........ 

तुमज़ो नज़रों को उठाओ तो सितारे झुक जाएँ 
तुमज़ो पलकों को झुकाओ तो ज़माने रूक जाएँ 
क्यूँ ना बन जाए  इन आँखों की पुजारी आँखें......... 

जागती रातों को सपनों का खज़ाना मिल जाए 
तुमज़ो मिल जाओ  तो जीने का बहाना मिल जाए 
अपनी क़िस्मत पे करें नाज़ हमारी आँखें.......... 

 

 

 

EIGHT LIES OF A MOTHER

 

This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn't enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say "Eat this rice, son! I'm not hungry." This was Mother's First Lie.
 
As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit more nutritious food for my growth. Once she had caught just two fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat the what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten, My heart was touched when I saw it. Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, "Eat this fish, son! I don't really like fish."   This was Mother's Second Lie.
 
Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes, which she filled with fresh matchsticks. This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candlelight. So I said, "Mother, go to sleep; it's late: you can continue working tomorrow morning." Mother smiled and said "Go to sleep, son! I'm not tired."   This was Mother's Third Lie
 
When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun. When the bell rang, I ran to meet her..  Mother embraced me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mother's love, Seeing Mother covered with perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said "Drink, son! I'm not thirsty!".   This was Mother's Fourth Lie.

After Father's death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our family's life was more complicated.  We suffered from starvation. Seeing our family's condition worsening, my kind Uncle who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small.   Our other neighbors saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again. But Mother refused to remarry saying "I don't need love."  This was Mother's Fifth Lie.

After I had finished my studies and gotten a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a few vegetables. I kept sending her money but she was steadfast and  even sent the money back to me. She said, "I have enough money."   That was Mother's Sixth Lie.
 
I continued my part-time studies for my Master's Degree.  Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didn't want to bother her son; she said to me "I'm not used to  high living."   That was Mother's Seventh Lie
 
In her dotage, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bedridden after an operation. Mother tried to smile but I was heartbroken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said, "Don't cry, son!  I'm not in pain."   That was Mother's Eighth Lie.
 
Telling me this, her eighth lie, she died.
 YES, MOTHER WAS AN ANGEL!
 
 M - O - T - H - E - R

 "M"        is for the Million things she gave me,

"O"        means Only that she's growing old,

"T"          is for the Tears she shed to save me,

"H" is for her Heart of  gold,

"E"        is for her Eyes with love-light shining in them,

"R"        means Right, and right she'll always be, Put them all together,

 

they spell "MOTHER" a word that means the world to me.

For those of you who are lucky to be still blessed with your Mom's presence on Earth, this story is beautiful. For those who aren't so blessed, this is even more beautiful.  

10 things God won't ask

One day I decided to quit...I quit my job, my relationship, my Spirituality. .. I wanted to quit my life.

I went to the woods to have one last talk with God. God, I said. Can you give me one good reason not to quit His answer surprised me...

Look around, He said. Do you see the fern and the bamboo

Yes, I replied.
When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them.

I gave them light. I gave them water. The fern quickly grew from the earth.

Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed.

But I did not quit on the bamboo. In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful. And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed.

But I did not quit on the bamboo.

He said.
In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit. In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would not quit. He said.

Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant. ..But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.

It had spent the five years growing roots.

Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive. I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle. He said to me.

Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots

I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you.

Don't compare yourself to others. He said. The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern. Yet they both make the forest beautiful.

Your time will come, God said to me. You will rise high

How high should I rise I asked.

How high will the bamboo rise He asked in return.
As high as it can I questioned

Yes. He said, Give me glory by rising as high as you can.

I left the forest and bring back this story. I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you.

He will never give up on you!

Lesson from the story: In life never lose hope and never give up or quit in life and Success will come to you later in life

सर जुकाओगे तो,पत्थर भी देवता हो जाएगा, 
इतना मत चाहो उसे, वो बे-वफ़ा हो जाएगा.....  

हम भी दरिया हैं हमे, अपना हुनर मालूम हैं, 
जंहा भी चल पड़ेंगे, रास्ता हो जाएगा ..........

मैं खुदा का नाम लेकर, पी रहा हूँ दोस्तों, 
ज़हर भी इसमे अगर, होगा दवा हो जाएगा....... 

रूठ जाना तो मोहब्बत की, अलामत है मगर, 
क्या खबर थी मुझ से वो, इतने खफा हो जाएगा 

यह शायरी मैने अपने खास दोस्त के लिए लिखी है ! 
बहोत प्यार है हम दोनो के बीच....मेरी आप लोगो से इल्तिजा है की आप इसे संजीदा ना ले.

आज ग़ज़ल लिखूँ या कलाम लिखूँ, 
सोचा एक खत दोस्ती का आपके नाम लिखूँ........ 

लिखना तो बहोत चाहता था हमराज़ तेरे बारे मे, 
पर नहीं चाहता हूँ ,की सरेआम लिखूँ.......... 

हम इतने अच्छे कभी ना थे दोस्त तेरे लिए, 
इसलिए सोचा ये दोस्ती का खत गुमनाम लिखूँ........ 

अब तो जमती है अक्सर हमारी महफिल, 
क्या लिखूँ कल की दुश्मनी का कोहराम लिखूँ.... 

शिकायत तो बहोत थी तुम्हे लेकर ए दोस्त, 
लेकिन सोचा अंत मे दुआ सलाम लिखूँ.....