I am feeling blessed to witness this occassion of lord Ram home coming...this poem states the same.. please read and share your views. Khushi se yun to man bhar aaya hai,  khushkismat hun jo ye sab Nazar aaya hai, dubara diwali manane ye shehar aaya hai, Ayodhya ka Ram phir apne ghar aaya hai.. Varshon tak sunayi jaegi ye kahani, Jab hum bhi ho jaenge daadi aur naani, Diwali manaya jana hai pauranik katha, Aaj Ram ka Ghar aana humne khud hai dekha.. Aastha aur vishwas me nahi hai koi kasar, Bas bani rahe Ram aapki kripa saari Umar, dubara diwali manane ye shehar aaya hai, Ayodhya ka Ram phir apne ghar aaya hai..

I n the vast tapestry of life, we often find ourselves chasing after accomplishments and milestones, hoping they will bring us lasting happiness and contentment. However, there are times when we achieve our goals, only to discover that the joy we anticipated is fleeting. We soon find ourselves yearning for the next pursuit, trapped in an endless cycle of ambition. This blog is for this feeling of achievement and still another achievement, seems to be an endless affair... Please do let me know if you too feel the same.. Chalte chalte zindagi k kaise mukaam par aa gayi hun,  Shayad kisi gehri soch se gehra gayi hun,  Na khushi hai na koi gum h,  Ya shayad sab kuch ho k bhi kuch kam h,  Na safar ka pata na manzil ka h thikana,  Kya anjaan raah par yunhi hi hai chalte jana,  Shayad kal parso hi manzil mil k gayi thi,  Par zindagi hans padi, Tu kya aaj bhi wahin khadi thi,  Mukaam dar mukaam aate jate rahenge,  Use manzil kah k hum bhi muskurate r...

 While wrapping up through the year 2022 I along with my family thought of thanking God for keeping things well, we went to different places to worship🙏 the poem came out of the experiences..just wanted to share it, if you too felt the same at some point of time please comment and let me know 😊 Aastha ya andhvishwas Samajhna hai mushkil, jane kaisi h aas,  Jane kis hod me lage hain, hai ye aastha ya andhvishwas Sabko pahochna h ek din usi upar wale k pas,  Amiri garibi unch neech ka farak hai bakwas,  Phir bhi jane kyun lagi hai itni bhagambhag,  Pujariyon ki ikshayen poori karte karte chahe jeb me lag jaye aag,  Swarg ki sidhiyan chadhna hai zaruri,  Daan chadhawa dakshina me rahe na kasar adhuri Samajhna hai mushkil, jane kaisi h aas,  Jane kis hod me lage hain, hai ye aastha ya andhvishwas Isi aastha se jane kitne choolhe jalte hain,  Humare hi jitni shraddha kya wo bhi rakhte hain?? Loot k vyapar me sabka bol bala hai,  Aaj bhi unh...

We move to new places for many reasons.. But we leave a part of our memories at the places we live,we remember, we talk about them but even if we like them alot we cannot recreate them..this blog is dedicated to all such memories, specially childhood memories that are very close to our hearts, let's recollect them together..read it and share the part of you that you are able to recall... Let's read my yaadon ki almaari and create your own...                  Yaadon ki almaari.. Purane ghar me reh gayi ek choti si tijori,  Bachpan k khatte mithe yaadon ki almari,  Le aaye the us ghar se bahot saara saman,  Yaadon ki almari lekar aana nahi tha aasan,  Kaise laa paate bejaan baatein, mushkil haalatein,  Usme gujre humare bachpan ki choti si udaan,  Bade hote humare nanhe kadmon ki pehchan,  Unhi kadmon se haasil hote bade chote mukaam,  Purane ghar me reh gayi ek choti si tijori,  Bachpan k khatte mit...

 This poem is dedicated to the "young old group" in our family who have been our support system in all our deeds. Our parents, elders who have lived a commendable life should not come to a full stop without a second inning...i have tried to depict the situation of a senior citizen who has left many things behind in life just to make our present the way it is today..hope you will be able to relate it to somebody in your life.  Yun kahen k jivan ki ek kagaar,  Kya karun kya nahin ki majdhaar,  Mano to bojhil hoti aankhon me the jo sapne,  Unhe mauke deta kar lene k apne Maano to zindagi jeene ka ek naya tareeka,  Na mano to kaam k bina hai sab feeka,  Karo to zindagi bhar k na jaane kitne kaam baaki hain,  Kuch mutthi me band sapnon k mukaam baaki hain,  Zindagi ne mauka diya hai to man ki kuch kar lete hain,  Phir kaun sa hum hamesha isi duniyan me baithe hain,  Jaane kya kya kab se piche chhod aaye the,  Pratidin ki ladayi se h...

 This pendemic has brought me to my unrealised roots which I feel difficult to adapt with since I am not used to it since a long long time... chalte chalte itna aage aa gaye ki apna aadi hi bhul rahe Jis mitti me janme usse judaw to hai par lagaw nahi raha...  Kabhi sharmindagi Hoti hai khud par ki na Jane hum aise kab ho Gaye, Jis jagah me pale badhe the aaj wahan rehne Ko hi kasht keh Gaye, Jis gali muhalle me apni bhasha Apne log milte hain, Jane Kyun hum is jagah ko apna nahi kehte hain   chalte chalte itna aage aa gaye ki apna aadi hi bhul rahe Jis mitti me janme usse judaw to hai par lagaw nahi raha...  Kabhi Khushi hoti hai aaj is baat ki k kal Ko chhod k aage badh aaye hain, Dhul mitti Khun pasine wali mehnat k din Kam se Kam Gaye hain, Wahan sab milte hain par apni bhasha Apne log nahin milte, Log bhasha apnapan aur sukun, jane kab in sab par hoga sath me gurur,  chalte chalte itna aage aa gaye ki apna aadi hi bhul rahe Jis mitti me janme usse judaw to ...