Is there any chance of my recreation?

I see the dark Clouds; the blurred imagination
Is there any chance of my recreation?

When I could walk, I went for sleep
I want to stand but now I even can’t breath

I want to shatter this wall, I need salvation
Is there any chance of my recreation?

The ways were ruined, I found me dead
I fall many times, but eradicate that threat

I am waiting for that flash to get a clear vision
Is there any chance of my recreation?

I have that glow I know, I have that shine
I can even cross horizon and can reach the divine

I need some path to spoil abomination
Is there any chance of my recreation?

'You've got to find what you love" - Steve Jobs

Some awesome lines by Jobs at Harvard :

Connecting the DOTS
You can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever.

Love and Loss
An awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needs it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't Settle.

 Death
If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

- Jobs

Yet again... zindagi !!

kaise kaise khel khelti hai ye zindagi


jaane aaj sab kuch dohra rahi hai kyu ye zindagi

aane lage dil dhukhane wale log aaj phir ye zindagi

chot bahut gehri de rahi hai dil par ye zindagi



tuta tha dil...tuta tha aashiaana mera

aaj tez hawayon se bhikre pal bhi uda le jaa rahi hai ye zindagi

kuch rehne hi na diya mere paas isne

sab kuch cheeney jaa rahi hai ye zindagi

Challa.......

Wanderer, mad with love,

what do you search for?

Asking people far and wide,

where the one does reside

You roam the streets, end to end,

You Laugh, You Cry,

You urge evry passerby,

Hiding the hurt in your smile,

That you belonging to all the world,

Yet no one is yours to hold,

The colours of the rainbow

Converge in her eye,

Her voice is as pure

as the Bulbul's cry,

She walks in the fiery sun

But shadows cover her,

Through every blackened cloud you try,

To found the furtive white moonlight,

You even heard a gentle lilt,

In the soundless stirring of the wind,

You tell all those looking on

That your lover lives close by

Your gaze deceives itself you say,

Never pausing along your way,

Her scent is wrapped around your soul,

You wear it knowing every day

The one you search for desperately,

will come to love you someday.

TAKE ME AWAY

Take me away, to a secret place, to a sweetest shed, to a hiding place, to an intense pace


Take me away to Smile, to life, to those days, to get surprise
Take me away to the blue, to joy, to fly, to love to imply


Take me away to verve, to serve, to feel what I really deserve


Take me away to the world of your eye, to the Dream of your own,

your tears and to your sigh.

Take me away to him, to perfect habitat, to you, to God, to a peaceful and an immortal death

I Hate You Cancer

I hate you I hate you

Oh why can’t you see?
How you took my heart and broke it
When you took her from us!

She was my favorite Aunt you see
For only a short time
And then you came and took her
While she was in her prime

She was there to lend a hand
When you thought you had no one at all
But that was until the day
That YOU came to call !

She suffered for so long
And was always in pain
You took a beautiful woman
And made her die in vain.

And after years now again came across this devil,
When awaiting the news, they feared the worst and hoped for the best
Life was about to put him through an unforgettable test

I didn't sleep that night, that night was one of the worst
My baby's best friend was in pain
Baby is upset, so am I.

I pray to God that he will come out as a fighter and
win his life back.

The Salty Coffee

I am at home these days..., kind of low in energy and high in thinking about anything and everything important and not so important...huh! I came across a touching story which is actually worth reading... I can kind of relate to it and its a real beautiful story giving a vague idea of what "true love" can be..! though I still feel that there is a long way to go for me to understand exactly what loving someone truely means and I'll keep exploring it ma whole life this janam so that I will be into action next janam ;) living the better half character in d typical "true love" next janam :)

Most of us have attended Delhi ki marriages atleast once in our lifetime, I am a delhite , and I'm lucky to attend many so far :) Decently dressed sone sone munde, which you hardly see other wise,guys you don't really know how big turn on youbecome when dressed in smart formals especially in black for me :) the story started at one of the same kind of marriage in Delhi where there was a good stock of fabulously polished and painted beauties with the big brand tags on their limited clothes. Na I m not jealous nor do I hate such beauties till they are decent enough and know how to talk atleast in a resonably intellegent manner if required at times.

My heart always go towards the cutest of the delhi girls... I'm completely normal choo by saying this what I mean is all the beautiful ladies I have in my life, whom I connect with, are exceptionally cute, charming and wonderful human being.... may it be my best friend Alka, Parul or my Cousin Vidhi. I won't mention my mom here coz mummas to sabki great hoti hain yaar :) love u all mummas of the world who make this world an awesome place to born, grow and live.

So moving forward with my story, in one such party there was a very charming angelic girl [yes the ones I fall for and the one I know and believe that I also am ;) but that wasn't me. Its not my story guys ;) hold your horses and read me] . She was like so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, she was looking damn cute in a peach n chocolate brown lehnga with henna in her hands. There was a handsome guy, looked like te groom's friend but was kinda shy and standing in corner not interacting with much of the crowd tho seen him helping some old ladies getting on the stage ( where the bride n groom were sitting) several times. The girl did noticed him twice or thrice and have had a positive kind of impression. By that time the guy had allready fallen for her... She was moving all around talking to the crowd but the guy was standing and just watching her.At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she agreed.

They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she was feeling like let me go home.. and suddenly he asked the waiter: "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to putit in my coffee."Everybody around stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but, still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.
She asked him curiously: "Why you have this hobby?"He replied: "When I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the tasteof the sea , just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of mychildhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there".
While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.
That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A girl feels that the man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home..
Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.
They continued to date. She found that actually he was the man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance,was kind hearted, warm and caring. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life...And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked
it.
After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest wife, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you -- The Salty Coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication and relation this way! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything.. Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I telling you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a
strange bad taste..ehhhhh
But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you and I never feel sorry for anything I do for you.Having you with me has been my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, I would want to know you and have you for my whole life they same way, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again :) "
Her tears made the letter totally wet.

Since then she started drinking the coffee with salt and someday, her grandson asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee?
It's my life and it's very sweet. She replied.

Is is not an awesome story ?? :)

My piece of words :

Live and love! Get highly committed to life.., its just one life and so may dreamz n desires!!

God bless!!!