Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts

Monday, October 10, 2011

Manzile

(Picture Given By Ratul Upadhyay)-Viga Versa Photography

Manzil yaad nahi hai kya thi ,
Aur tum khete ho aage chaloo....
jo soch kar chalna shuru kiya tha,
wo raaste main kahin bhool gaye..
aur tum khete ho ki aage chaloo...

hum samay ke mohtaaj nahi rahe ab...
wo bhi kheta rheta hai,
abto chalo, abhi chalo, ab nahi to kab chaloge.....

(kabhi kabar raaste main ruk kar ,
chaye bhi pee leni chahiye,
chaye ke saath pakode bhi kha lene chahiye :D)
PS I wanted to have tea at that time but due to minors was not getting it...

Sir , abhi to minors hue hain,
aur aap khete ho tut* karo...tut karoo.... :D
lo ek aur assignment karo...

Har manzil ko paane se phele,
kya insaan khota hai,
aur kya insaan hota hai,
wo sochne ke liye ruk lena chahiye,
jo khoya kya wo manzil thi...
ya manzilo main insaan kho jaata hai...
kyunki Manzil paane ke baad insaan,
wo nahi rheta jo usse paana chahta tha......

PS 1.tut is referred to the Tutorial Assignments we get every week....




Saturday, September 17, 2011

To Kya Baat Thii....

Agar Koi, mujhe Samajh Sakta to kya baat thi.
Koi phechaan kar jaan sakta to kya baat thi.
Hasate to bohat hain ,
Koi khush kar sakta to kya baat thi.

Marne ki baat to bohat karte hain ,
Koi kuch pal aur jee sakta to kya baat thi.
Kal aane par to sab kuch paa lunga main,
Wo sab aaj mil sakta to kya baat thi.

Pyaar to bohato se karta hun main ,
Koi mujh se karta hota to kya baat thi.
(PS: these lines are in this poem, so that i get a comment from gvsparx.blogspot.com :D :P)
Haan to bohato ne ki, jab na kari
To laga ladki main kya HI baat thi .:D

Padhkar ank to bohat log laate hain,
Bina padhe ank bhi bohat laate hain,
Nakal karkar bhi ank bohat log laate hain,
Saali pariksha na hoti , to kya baat thi..

Mazaak mazaak main kavita likh di maine,
Is kavita main koi baat hoti ,
To kya baat thi.... :D


Har pal apne andar , kuch aisa karne ki chaah rakho,
Ki log yaad rakhe aur kahein ,ki us Insaan main ,
Kuch to Baat thi ...
To kya baat thiii....
To kya baat thii...
To kya baat thii...



PS add one your own To Kya Baat Thi....

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Kavita


कविता लिखना !!!
हमारी आदत नहीं,
मजबूरी नहीं,
शौक नहीं,
ये एक हसीन मोहब्बत है .
और ये बताना सही रहेगा की 
कविता किसी  नारी का नाम नहीं है .
और सची मोहब्बत है ..

कलम तो किसी कोयल की गीत की तरह ,
अपने आप लिखती चली  जाती है ,
कागज़ तो अम्बर की तरह ,
कोयल को पनाह दिए जातें हैं .

कवी का प्यार सो ज़रूर जाता है ,
कम होता नहीं है ,
थमता नहीं है,
और  कभी मरता नहीं है.

और हर कविता के लिखते ही,
खिलते ही,
झलकते ही,
इश्क कागज़ के रंग की तरह
घेरा होता चला जाता है ...






Friday, December 18, 2009

What can i say-It Was My First Time...

Our life is being represented on a time line,
On which there are marked our very first times.

I had a thirst to get first,
Never worked hard to get it printed on my score card,
This time to get first was destined,
was board class twelfth and i was determined.

It was my Birth day i failed,
due to which the party got delayed,
I was laughing because it was physics i flunk,
people thought at that time i was totally drunk.

The first time I m....bate,
seriously guys don't remember the exact date;
some say they did it o their b day,
I ask u guys do you remember that amazing day.

My mom says the first day in school,
I cried out a water of pool;
Nothing changed fourteen years after;
i left it , crying yet in laughter.

First day i came to kumaon
was terrified and deeply drowned;
by a roomie named alok,
who shouted abruptly beneath the cloak.

Few days back i wrote my first poem,
people were like "ahem ahem ahem" ;
Tushar was not that bright,
that he could actually write.

First time i drove a two wheeler ,
I jammed it into a office of property dealer;
the moment i was about to fell
My brother came shouting what the hell.

First time i drove a car ,
It was mruti 800 next to a sardar;
He had a habit of saying"go slow go slow",
honestly either his or mine head was about to blow.

Yet don't have my very first girl friend,
yet don't have my first kiss,
yet don't have my ..................,
don't ask about crush,i let it flush.

At night the sound of waves were loud and clear,
first time it was then i drank beer,
twelve people,on beach,with amazing sea,
the beer was actually disgracing me.

There are many things lefts unsaid,
there are many thing left undone,
I 'll definitely write ahead,
about the things i ll do ahead.

Now don't say the poem wasn't better that the first,
because it didn't had the charm of being first.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Arbit Feelings

I wasn't feeling right,
thought today i must write.
just to throw some light,
on the future which doesn't seems bright.

Without any aim,
not taking much pain.
nothing will i gain
will end in bane.

success felt good,
where i stood.
but had nothing to achieve,
which is hard to believe.

It was so much fun,
with no work done.
To finish we had to run,
before the last bell rung.

The scoldings i got,
i cherish them a lot.
As i was bold,
it doesn't matter how much you scold.

I miss the school,people trying to be cool;
who usually got cold,with all respect sold.
now people think they are cool,rest all are fool.
Oh! god i have to pray,to give them some matter specially grey.

I miss my friends,
the invented laughing trends.
everything ended with a 'lol',
just had to call.

everywhere there is abdominal lull,
with all peace in my skull.
I wish i get a new aim in my head,
or i'll continue to write ahead.

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