Tuesday, 3 July 2007

beauty of corruption

Corruption is a much discussed problem in the entire phase of both the worlds. As observed it is a basic interesting element that drives the keen interest to revitalize the scene. Living in a developing country, interestingly developing from past 60 years gives you a good scope to understand it much better. Its generally the most talked constituent. The country follows the turtles track to development and winning in an era of night over transformations.

Poverty is the subjected cause, is it actually? Admiringly corruption is the promoter, now this seems to be an endless cycle if seen from the outpost. Actually the mother cause is greed – the wants of those already obsessed with what they already have, huh human nature, just a want for more as they all say—ye dil mange more, now that’s the perfect example of a dead crab paper piece given value can speak, or say at least makes the “dumb on grounds” speak.

Let’s understand this beautiful cycle and origin in detail

The seeds yup contradictory but ya they are always true

Get the right person on job- how? See the paying capacity and demand.

Ok so now we have a fine job how I got that -----interview was good?? Na na its all about my good negotiation tactics.

Yup I offered them my first salary base and ya -------remember its less coz it’s a private company.

So now I got more money for the same work

I wanted to acquire a land of poor farmer and I came up with a middle man “agent” some what like matrix he is fully loaded with his guns of hooks and crooks and he makes me win my dream. After all we alive to make our dreams come true.

And I get it and now I want more by paying less and demand more again, and ya why not I have got the agent and he knows the pipeline where money needs to drip in order to get my greed seed germinated, at the end he too is a man of wants.

Friday, 29 June 2007



Thursday, 28 June 2007

yaad

bhoolkar tumko kahan jayenge
teri duniyaa hai yahin aayenge
zannat ki baat karte hain tere aashique
ham to dtere didaar mein yehi payeen ge

Saturday, 23 June 2007

WHY DONT I FEEL LIKE I A M ALIVE


some times this is a big question
it dosent feel like i m here
here in this world---still--- lonely world

i was born and i breathe
coz its metabolic and i cant stop it
i was born and i eat
coz its metabolic and i cant stop it

i never wanted--never wanted to be alive
i never wanted--never wanted to come in this world
you'r soo still you'r soo lonely world
this still ya ya ya this lonely ya ya ya this world ya ya ya

every time i bleed i feel so happy to find
to find just a sign that i am not dead
come on lets realize the mistake
cant we talk it over again
cant we live it over again
we r not dead lets realize
we r not dead lets see this fullsize

how long can we fight with the foe
and how much of or generation will have to face the row
the row of tentions and the war
war that we her wage
in insides and on the front
making mother of all tention and the poverty
poverty of not just money but thoughts too
seeing all the things in hearts too
we are burning all world in thirst
in thirst of power
lets realize coz its peak time
realize i am u r every one out here in this world in this still lonely world
we r human we r human ya ya ya we r we r say it we r feel it we r ya ya ya

rip all the boredom apart
let all dividing lines in the mind fall
let the blood flow out of the heart
let us mix it all-- the jelousey the frown and hurt that makes us fall
lets be one again
lets be one again
lets be human again again again

tu itna hai haseen

tumsa haseen hamne dekha nahi
phooloon ki hi zaban kehte hain
jis daali se hai meri zindgani
us se alag ho ke ye bayan karte hain

aks dekh kar tera tahera hai ye pani
itne itminaan se jismein toofan uttha karte hain
pad gaya surk baraf ke jaisa achanak un
lehar rook kar khubsoorti ka ehtaram karte hain

jo tu aa jaye meri mehfil mein isi tarah
bin pilaye khoomar ka intazaam karte hain
zaanat ke us noor gali ki hai tu mallika
ye kabhar to ab jahan ko aam karte hain

rookar dhadkan leti hai ab bas tera naam
aur ham bas so kar jaag kar tera hi naam karte hain
lahoo sang ho jaye dekh kar jo tujhko
in nazroon se use pehle hi benaam karte hain
bhale hi ruk jaye dhadkanen meri
ham to din raat ab tera hi farmaan padhte hain

wada to nahi hai tujh ko dekhen ge
par maut ke baad saath dene ka daam barte hain
rooz haram pe karenge ham tera sajdaa
iske bare main ham poora intazzam karte hain

bana denge teri yaad mein ek taj ham ye nahi kehte
par aae dharti ki chandnni - jan le
taj mahal ki har eent tere naam karte hain
apne lahoo se kar doonga use is kadar surkh
tere hoothon ko chooke pyale ke jaam dhal te hain

umeed

raat bahr shama jalye baithe rahe
aas dil se lagaye baithe rahe
na wo aye naa hi aai koi khabar
phir bhi ham nazren bichaye baithe rahe

logon ne to pehle bahot samjhaya
ham phir bhi diye jalaye baithe rahe
tere aane ki itni ki khoarish
ki apna daman chowk pe bichye baithe rahe

ham hue sare baazar be aabroo tere liye
aur us naumeedi ke toofan mein aas lagaye baithe rahe

bewafa ho tum ye to nahi kehte
par hum kudh ko bhoolate hue baithe rahe
sahe saare sitam teri yaad mein
aur sisakti aankhon se umeed lagaye baithe rahe