Its you Sam

Thy tiny fingers
the lullaby you sing
are the power
to handle myself
wrapped in a tears



Though you sing
the song of love
it's really unheard dear
still I am with you

The stars lies around you
and my warmness questions
the silence to break
because it's you
who is Jesus for me.

Woman

"Woman " is the term always which  confuses me? As a student , I got chance to learn multiple aspects of womanhood but in practical life it is seen woman are being limited to household aspect.As Simon De Beuvior states :" women are second sex" depicts the social reality .But I am unable to explore the exact meaning where womanhood lies ,the exact definition carries which perspective or just we have to  be in puzzle in between the words and meaning.The mdledia has been highlighting,the bulky books defined a lot but the meaning of woman is still searchable in google's cursor.The  older definition is questioned newer one but vagueness has not ended yet.I must say I fear to define myself woman.

Music

Music , music ,music ,this term has been running around my eyes ,I have no idea  why my little son also get so calm when he listens music ,he begins to shake hands when he listens songs .Though he is just seventeen months older ,his habit of dancing with music ,playing with mobile is quite amusing.I am a regular visitor to cyber in search of job nearby location.But there I find children playing facebook and other games,listening music which makes me curious about the children's  interest in latest technology.We used to play in mud ,sand,water and used to swim in nearby ponds and Sunday morning used to be fixed schedule to listen songs.

There used to be lots of musical competitions and where we used to participate with interest .Music is today defined as proper balance of beat,rhythm and time .By using drums in different rituals we try to create music which has melodious sound.There are various genres of music such as rock,rap,    blue,jazz,classical and country music.Even there is the different categories of audiences who listen music old aged people prefer classical and young generation run after pop music.Anyway the variety of sounds,rythms,duration makes music more interesting to listen.

Kick

His definition of kick'
made me rethink
was he representing the self
or making my life horrible

The song about street children
the drugs used by them
are asking me same
making my life horrible


sad sad the sky here reveals'
the song of trauma'
hanged by the rude hands
making my life horrible

MY Answers

The answers you are seeking from me
cannot be found any day dear
I do not stand behind you
and my position is no more.

The sadness of my life
has darkened my heart too
this panic situation makes me
serious about death


I begged many times
for your questions but they fell
I did not have the answer yet
they are changeable to my mood

My Favorite Delhi Food

                                                 Food are parts of our daily lives and it's obvious the food 

   lovers are always in search of the food which their tongue seeks    and the search of tastier food makes one visit nearby restaurant to get the desired one.Today, I am going to discuss various food which we Delhi people regularly enjoy.The most famous food here is Chhole Bhature .It is a Punjabi Dish ,chole stands for a spicy curry made with white chickpeas and bhatura is fried leavened flat bread.It is a spicy, tasty and a heavy dish and I love it so much.

Another food I want to describe is Kulchhe,from the street to restaurant it occupies very good market .It is North Indian Food ,curd and baking soda and baking powder are used to leaven the bread.I love to have it with chhole and pickle .We can have it with special curries like paneer tikka,chicken masala.

Panipuri  is  a North Indian Food found in each street of Delhi.It is so yummy and made of flour,spiced water,onions,potatoes,chickpeas.It is also said gol goppa,puchka,gup chup and pani ke batashe in different places of India.  It consists of a round, hollow puri, fried crisp made of flour  and filled with a mixture of flavored water tamarind chutney, chili, chaat masala, potato, onion and chickpeas.It is so tasty to have because the sour,salty,hot and sweet taste of imli pani makes the mouth watering when it is filled inside the puri after being stuffed with potato and chhole .

As I described above another food which I want to mention is Masala Dosa which is one of  famous South Indian Dish.The soaked lentils and rice are finely ground and fermented overnight and thin layered batter is made to make dosa.Even potato ,onions and masala are filled inside the dosa which make it  more yummy to have.Anyway with hot ,spicy sambhar ( the curry made by various vegetable ) ,coconut chutney masala dosa creates a magic in mouth.

My love for street food and outside home is not limited to Delhi only ,but these food are being  my routine  .

FOOD RECIPE

I do not have the fixed idea of writing something for what do I write ? Actually ,writing something makes me calm in loneliness and without preparation I just write down the words in blogs and just keep on editing if I feel there may be any grammatical mistake.Mistakes are part of my life and I never hesitate to state I that I am a fool who never learned something in school days.My foolishness has reached to masters level where I was defined the best fool in class,so with the dumb personality I thought to learn multiple things at once.

My interest began in computer,dance,book , cooking and  other things which  I could handle little bit ,but cooking like a chef was my deep interest.I began to think to take classes but no thing worked.That's why ,I started to run after cookery shows of Sanjeeb Kapoor. Even TLC,FOOD FOOD,ZEE KHANA KHAZANA became my interests  but to be Indian Masterchef failed within short period as I failed the preliminary test held there.

To be a good cook what are the essential points ,this question made me shocked because I never learned by heart  .I just  ran for hospital and took some digestive pills during the cookery classes after having lots of meal ,actually my hippopotamus body became  the result to cookery show which I watched regularly ,which made my tongue greedy towards junk food and oily -spicy food outside .To my interest of being a good cook became a myth but it made me food lover within short time.

Anyway I had suffered a lot through it   but I feel  the trend of organizing cookery show in those television channels as they are trying to promote those show by providing gifts to the chefs who are working there ,visiting world's best food corner  and stating the different ingredients has increased a lot .From continental food to Indian Food ,everything is experimented here to bring a short of unity among food-lovers from various corners of the world. I just want to say just keep on eating food and remain healthy because we are food lovers and our journey of food exploration has been being limited around MacDonald ,pizza hut,KFC so lets be broad minded and experiment each cuisine.

Kalka ji

Kalkaji ,the famous temple located in South Delhi is one of the easiest location for interested pilgrims who like to visit such pilgrimage site.One can visit there easily by metro,bus or private vehicle,it is nearby to  Kalkaji Metro Station and  easily reachable from  Nehru place,Friends Colony or Govindpuri of South Delhi within short time as they are nearest areas to it.

This temple has a greater significance in Hindu Religion.Kalka ji  is regarded as the form named  Maa Kali  of Goddess Parvati , her this temple is referred as  Jayanti Peetha or Manokaamana Siddha Peetha  as there is the belief that one's wish gets fulfilled easily  after visiting her sacred place .

Although there are multiple myths regarding the origin of this temple.It is believed as said in Puranhs that in Satya Yug, there used to be battle in god and demons  and to avoid the tension of Rakbeej and his demon's tyrannical torture ,all god goddess reached to  Lord Brahma and he suggested to deal the problem with Maa Parvati .Then Kaushaki Devi incarnated from the mouth of Devi Parvati and started beheading brutal demons hastily,but the drops on the floor led to birth of other demon so, Maa Kali sprang out of the eyebrows of Devi Kaushaki whose upper lip was touching the horizon while her lower lip covered the hills below which enabled her to gulp each fallen drop of slaughtered demon. Hence, the fiery battle was won by Maa Kali.

Even in Dwapar Yug, Lord Krishna and Padav has visited this place to worship  Goddess so that they can win the battle with Qaurav ,such historical myths signify the value of this temple since ancient time.The temple has ancient origin but it is beautifully rebuilt by a marathi king and Mirza Raja Kedarnath of King Akbar ii, even some dharmashalas are made around it by the local donors from Delhi itself ,which hasve brought more charms to the visitors around the world.

During Sundays and public holidays, there seems a lot of crowd to visit the temple,even during Navaratri there seems the  flow of religious visitors .There are so many stalls around the temple related to essential  things which are regularly used for  worshiping the goddess.There are also food stalls which help pilgrimage to enjoy the local food here after puja in the temple.

To Sum up, this temple can be a good destination for interested visitors who want to visit here with own family and get blessings from Kalka ji for the betterment of own family.

I Love You

I Love You
your eyes are seeking the answer
as if I am rejecting the calls you had
and my purpose of loving was a fraudgery


Miles away your eyes take bath of past stories
where we used to hang around the  wall
ran around the beach
sang the song of lovely birds

Are there reminiscences lied in
in the warm heart of my lover
the songs of our love
around the beach

The mango trees under which the  peacock used to dance
the shadow of palm trees where we used to play
the deep river where we used to sing the song of love
are they still with us dear as I love you

Baba Bard Goriya

 Baba Bard Goriya is one of the  famous temple located in Nawalparasi District of Nepal .If you ever been to Butwal or Narayanghat of west Nepal  then I hope you have heard the location called Ramnagar Bhumahi from where we need to walk on foot for thirty minutes to reach this temple.

This temple has got historical and religious significance in the area,there are many myths regarding the origin of this temple.Once a holy  bull with a golden rope was followed by some thieves and was captured and hit badly for gold. The wounded   bull  arrived to a pond and drank water and saved his life.So, the pond was later got popularity as Amarpokhari and a temple of Goddess Durga is  also made nearby it.The bull later reached to nearby forest where he was turned in to a statue and  people around the area made temple around it and began to worship him as Baba Bard Goriya as a form of God Shiva,the creator. And it is said, the  place where   the gold fell down  was  named Sunwal ,which  is a famous town area  now.

Some says as they got the different  statues in forest , so they may be the reminiscences of ancient palace. In fact,these above myths are passed to generation to generation but there are no scientific proofs regarding those myths and all of  those  multiples narratives regarding the temple are related to creator and nature which is gist of each religion.

Different cultural programs are also organized here  during the mid August in Name of Teej Celebration ,where  many Nepalese and Indian Tourists are found enjoying the site.So,  I think,this is the possible site for tourism .

Who am I ?

This is the magical word for me ? There has been a lot of questions ,who am I ? I could not decide the reason behind this ? Somebody called me darlu,  I could  not mean the word and kept on chatting a long time? Today I had to decide whether I need to inquire my existence or just laugh on the remarks  people made upon me.I remember the days people used to say education makes one able to understand everything but my ignorance has begun when I completed my masters.I felt I am standing in dark where no ways are seen still I tried to relate the things from various corners but life is not as magical as we imagine.Although the moments from childhood to adulthood brings a lot of experiences but one never becomes self aware of the problematic situation because we always want to make a land of happiness and our identity leaks beside the garbage of the life in which we keep on floating .....

Happy Birthday To You Dada

Once again the day came
your sweet smile and delicate manner
makes me overwhelmed
are the ringing bells standing for you


Your magical presence in my life
your love,care and guidance
are still with me bro
you are my hero ....the spider man


From Harispur to Denmark
Everywhere you stood behind us
like the umbrella your shadow
made me more calm

This is the day I love
the magical day you were born dear
your deep eyes,your serious smile
still with us bro as mosaic of pictures


The beautiful garden around us
with the flowery aroma
welcomes you dear
 lets celebrate ......


With no words to explain
in Dionysian state of mind
in mid of juicy noon
as rain sings of you

I am also wishing you
the song of love
the love of brotherhood
the theme of bonding

Oh ..............
see the buttery flowers
still wishing you ..
with divine pray

The wish ...to wish is never ending
with the broken heart of being far
still singing the song of love
in mid of crowd



Dear bro.....
its you ...my love ...my faith
and your happy life
is greatest gift to you

So...wanna to say
Happy returns of the day
Happy birthday
Happy birthday 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

Oh Sam you know my Son 
the arrival in this world 
has made me so enlightened 
the pleasure of being mother
is ....... still with me

The most beautiful gift of the world
The magic you created in my life
the rosy lips,tiny fingers lovely smile
the pleasant surprise of being a mother
are still with me dear SAM

See the balloons around you
reminds the lovely womb
the breath with the tiny baby
still makes me happy to realize
your existence inside myself

The company of Soniji
The market area Lilaram area
The south extension part
the metro run around thyself
still makes me feel you dear
your existence inside myself

Today the day of your birth
as an anniversary knocks me
Do you the flowers still bloom around the cave
still the sad eyes are filled with hope
the love of child makes me feel so.

The wishes by mails and so
your eyelashes and smiles do
the smiling face of lovely babes
still makes me closer to you
love you my child wish you so

It's me your mom
sitting in Kathmandu around the table
running after the sweets and papers
still wants to express you
wanna to make a good blessing

The statues of Pashupatinath
The temples around the city
are visited here for you
this is my love dear son
I wanna to say I LOVE YOU

LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE
SAM SAM SAM SAM
are synonymous as you speak
the bla....................bla................bla
sound to awaken me
your sweet touches ,your run are my world

Love you my son ,Love you my SAM
still wanna to say
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
It's your mom with love
wanna to hug you with love
Love you my SAM........................

Love towards pain

He came and hugged me in the mid of my closer

still I tried to accomplish them

still the sound of struggles,debates,dispute

came to my ears playing the violin of pain

Your whitey book,your freak heart ,your tears

the suicidal attempts of madness girls who were raped in syangja

the gorgeous girl with crook heart were still carried signs of aging

Belinda turned out to be sweet sixteen

The Waste Land and Fisher King,Madan and his Lhasa  

the greediness of the wolf ,the flowers on the tomb

the mekhela she wore ,the masyaura she had

still sound classic to me still makes me hanged.

scars

Ramleela and the colorful characters
fusion of classicism and modernity
the scars on her face were still
questioning myself


I stood like a bamboo
ran out here and there
the loneliness licked
myself

her issue of emancipation
and freedom of life
turn out to be vivid scars
of her identity

Why this kolavari di

The stage decoration and the play of colors and standing position of Dhanus the actor made me curious to understand him.He is a man of thirty one and got the award for best actor.The play of of words in the song in the song to expose the feeling of lover towards his beloved made me once crazy about the song.Wow, the days of school and colleges ,the attraction and affairs were the major themes in lovelife and song really makes a comic,enjoyable and loving scene where the teasing the girl the boy enjoys a lot.I still remember how Bed and me used to throw the stone at the door during midnight to make her timid father more frightened.They were the days when we boys used to make flirt of girls ,that was the youth and teasing with girls ,making flirt with them were our hobbies.Still in facebook we make girl's id and teases each other guys as girls to get the pleasure.Some times we enjoy sitting nearby colleges and universities and make the passing girls feel afraid,shame,humiliated with our cruel remarks.You can see the toilets of Universities or local bus station where we never leave chance to satire" the second sex".The .............. picture in facebook  and the ........... comments are our hobbies as we are educated,talented we respect women although we sing the song of mother in each page of facebook we never to forget to make satire of our statement.Actually the distinct lies from the song " why this kolavari di"

Saturday Evening

Hey................
it's February One dear
and me sitting nearby Giant Machine
Singing the song of Justin Biber
and your smile in facebook made me
compel to do it


The song in Star Plus
the dancers in Dance India Dance
The magic of carrot with spicy veggies
The prasad of Manakamna are still with me

His style of posing in the pics
are the effects of something innovation
the long hairy guy after Korean visa
the comment made by you dear
still makes me eager to know you

Long ago I dwell in to the city of wonder
it was a magical journey
run,run ,run ,run he shouted
Still the journey is kept on

The thickness of colors in your lips
the loud music played by Saleem
the backbiting habit of the black eyed lady
the satire made upon me still questions you

The fire ,the sticks and the black spotted glasses
the dirty room,the litter ,the bed smell around the bed
does they are fitted to me ,the thin lady with oily pot
the druggist villainous crooked guy are still there beside you


She came to instruct me the lesson of morality
the  pain of leg still makes me unable to understand dear
the beautiful dress of heroine sitting with me
her daring style of exposition herself in public

Exposition and exploration,invention and innovation are
being used as wheel of life,they remain with me too
still hanged with trauma the black doggy life questions you
are the rumors of being social is real or just a " discourse"


The lectures  about 'truth''discourse''ideology''power and politics'
the written script of incident and gossip in newspaper  and channels
the play of facebook to disclose the inner pysche
through the play of colors ,dress and gossips you made dear


Still I am " hanged" somewhere dear,as pendulum
the saturday Evening, the rules of advance grammar of capitalization
the broken norms,the loud voice,the desire to resist something
are still with as my features,do you run after the" dhoomdharhaka" like them


Nobody knows what is said is a made truth or a fake statement
the creative dramas of television channel and their play of emotions
still I am a "doggy tail " licks around it dear and wants more
It's saturday evening of February  First of 2014 and I am tended to " lost in wine".

beloved

love you my sweety
the day was warm
the welcome
the stage ,crowd
pink lehenga
the hug around me
made me overwhelmed dear


your presence in my life
oh beloved  made me fulfill
you are my love dear
I am your Bed dear
the smiles in red lips
the blacks eyes in facebook
make me crazy of you

The band baza around Symbhu
the gathering
the flowery smiles
the colors
the smells
the smiles
the hot lemon

are you near me
my heart bubbles
the colorful magic you create dear
are still with me dear
those eyes carry the sea
as they log me inside you

the pendrive of our love was
the marriage day dear
the fishy food
the spicy lemon juice
the discourses are still there


beloved
around the hospital
I ran here and there
the display stills hurls my mind

Still I am around the snow
you are still with me
my eyes are trying to search you around
the warmness of breath makes me calm
still the rosy smile gives me
sense of loving as you are my beloved dear