'Phoolon Ki Tarah' is a special song to me from the album "Koi baat chale" something that puts me on a lively mode. I Often hear it, the music is simple yet beautiful, the sounds of tabla, guitar, dholak and specially the sound of 'Shehnnai' is beautifully used.
The words which are so simple when used by Gulzar saab makes it what it is
'Phoolon Ki Tarah Labb Khol Kabhi, Khushboo Ki Zubaan Mein Bol Kabhi' -
The words of gulzar and the voice of Jagjit Singh's has created this magical song...
Phoolon ki tarah labb khol kabhi
khusboo ki zubaan main bol kabhi
Phoolon ki tarah labb khol kabhi
Khushboo ki zubaan mein bol kabhi
Alfaaz parakhta rehta hai
Aawaaz hamaari tol kabhi
Khidki mein kati hain sab raatein
Kuch chauras theen, kuch gool kabhi
Yeh dil bhi dost zameen ki tarah
Ho jaata hai hai daamaan-dol kabhi
Monday, April 30, 2007
Awards continued ...
well some things seem more clear with time .. and here i am with the remaining story ...
Scene IV (climax)
The day passed, and the spirit was back. When Rose went to the award function, she was surprised to see her name in the booklet for some other prize that she had won, few days back. Not for the teaching but she saw several of her students over the past few years winning awards and two of her students this year gt the awards too .. that made her happy :)
Some thing was fishy though, coz winter sem is not officially over still some people got some awards the judgement was not fair.. though the function finished and it was followed by a presentation.
"Choose wisely".. was the moral of the presentation and that reminded her of the choices she has made. She remembered a saying, " The choices we make, lead the life we live".Still whatever we choose in life, is what we think is the best, its only the time which reveals whether the decision was good or bad ..We dont have control over things ..but we can try and Choose wisely !
Hah :)))))))
Scene IV (climax)
The day passed, and the spirit was back. When Rose went to the award function, she was surprised to see her name in the booklet for some other prize that she had won, few days back. Not for the teaching but she saw several of her students over the past few years winning awards and two of her students this year gt the awards too .. that made her happy :)
Some thing was fishy though, coz winter sem is not officially over still some people got some awards the judgement was not fair.. though the function finished and it was followed by a presentation.
"Choose wisely".. was the moral of the presentation and that reminded her of the choices she has made. She remembered a saying, " The choices we make, lead the life we live".Still whatever we choose in life, is what we think is the best, its only the time which reveals whether the decision was good or bad ..We dont have control over things ..but we can try and Choose wisely !
Hah :)))))))
Awards ..
Scene -I
Its beautiful day.. sun is out there shinning and the cool breeze is making it more pleasant.
The day for the main character of the short story, Rose started pretty good..till a person came to see her. Rose has helped her from her side at the time of crisis..heard the stories of the person visiting her, without getting involved ..
This is still the morning and work has not started yet, today is a teaching day and the semester is approaching the end, Rose didnt know how the class should be run, coz there are no special instructions ? She went downstairs, to ask a person who is teaching the same class ..
Today also happens to be a day, when the people who have done good work are appreciated ..people get awards for good teaching, good research and any other special recognition by the department.
Rose has been teaching for so many semesters now and have even taught two classes when she herself was taking classes and had her research proposal ..whereas all her colleagues generally get the semester off from teaching when they have their proposals. These thoughts have passed her mind but she does what needs to be done with thoughts ..let them pass...
Fron past few weeks people have been telling her that this year you might get the best teaching award and she has just passed these things saying that ..there are many people who might get it ..and morever she has not received any official mail from the department. so she doesnt think its her.
But today, she casually asked a person, do u know who is getting the award this year, and the person was shocked or surprised or embarassed to say anything.
The winner asked her to join her in a silent corner and said, " i am sorry, i dont deserve the award, you do! but rose didnt know how to react to this, so she told the winner its okay .. but the winner kept appologizing and kept saying, how she deserved it.Winner continues to say that she doesnt know who decides that who should get it, there might be politics and what not.
winner would love to keep the money but she would give the award to her..if the winner had a time for speech she would dedicate it to her.
In the end the person had to say please stop it, i wasnt even expecting it so its okay..
The corner was not private anymore as people started comming .. so ended the conversation.. with smiles and byes
Scence - II
Now the calmness, in Rose had dissappeared, she wanted to talk to somebody to let it out and she called a friend..but couldnt get through.. she was getting angry and wanted to call up or talk to somebody .. to share what had happened .. the so called nice morning had turned into restless morning..
the thoughts started passing her mind again, how does one really decides? who gets it????
the winner for teaching award this hasnt even been taught for one semester in a year!
huh ??
Scene - III
She started calming herseld down , she remembered, that her students like her every semester, this semester was even good coz she had a class where most of the students were very good in studies but at the same time there were few who had no clue and they always called themselves dumb!
she discouraged them to call themselves dumb as she feels no one is dumb ..
with little help, efforts and encouragement, she could see them make progress.. last class was even moving as they thanked her ..she had substituted for one of the class for one day and those students still come to her and say that they wanted her to teach them and that they love her..
all these compliments are her awards ...One on hand you say that... then why get shaky for not getting actual award .
hmmm.... be real .. if you actually feel what you say then external factors shouldnt be affecting you ..
welcome back to the nice morning again rose said to herself .. there is a smile on her face and the thoughts are out of system .. some work please ?
:)
Its beautiful day.. sun is out there shinning and the cool breeze is making it more pleasant.
The day for the main character of the short story, Rose started pretty good..till a person came to see her. Rose has helped her from her side at the time of crisis..heard the stories of the person visiting her, without getting involved ..
This is still the morning and work has not started yet, today is a teaching day and the semester is approaching the end, Rose didnt know how the class should be run, coz there are no special instructions ? She went downstairs, to ask a person who is teaching the same class ..
Today also happens to be a day, when the people who have done good work are appreciated ..people get awards for good teaching, good research and any other special recognition by the department.
Rose has been teaching for so many semesters now and have even taught two classes when she herself was taking classes and had her research proposal ..whereas all her colleagues generally get the semester off from teaching when they have their proposals. These thoughts have passed her mind but she does what needs to be done with thoughts ..let them pass...
Fron past few weeks people have been telling her that this year you might get the best teaching award and she has just passed these things saying that ..there are many people who might get it ..and morever she has not received any official mail from the department. so she doesnt think its her.
But today, she casually asked a person, do u know who is getting the award this year, and the person was shocked or surprised or embarassed to say anything.
The winner asked her to join her in a silent corner and said, " i am sorry, i dont deserve the award, you do! but rose didnt know how to react to this, so she told the winner its okay .. but the winner kept appologizing and kept saying, how she deserved it.Winner continues to say that she doesnt know who decides that who should get it, there might be politics and what not.
winner would love to keep the money but she would give the award to her..if the winner had a time for speech she would dedicate it to her.
In the end the person had to say please stop it, i wasnt even expecting it so its okay..
The corner was not private anymore as people started comming .. so ended the conversation.. with smiles and byes
Scence - II
Now the calmness, in Rose had dissappeared, she wanted to talk to somebody to let it out and she called a friend..but couldnt get through.. she was getting angry and wanted to call up or talk to somebody .. to share what had happened .. the so called nice morning had turned into restless morning..
the thoughts started passing her mind again, how does one really decides? who gets it????
the winner for teaching award this hasnt even been taught for one semester in a year!
huh ??
Scene - III
She started calming herseld down , she remembered, that her students like her every semester, this semester was even good coz she had a class where most of the students were very good in studies but at the same time there were few who had no clue and they always called themselves dumb!
she discouraged them to call themselves dumb as she feels no one is dumb ..
with little help, efforts and encouragement, she could see them make progress.. last class was even moving as they thanked her ..she had substituted for one of the class for one day and those students still come to her and say that they wanted her to teach them and that they love her..
all these compliments are her awards ...One on hand you say that... then why get shaky for not getting actual award .
hmmm.... be real .. if you actually feel what you say then external factors shouldnt be affecting you ..
welcome back to the nice morning again rose said to herself .. there is a smile on her face and the thoughts are out of system .. some work please ?
:)
Friday, April 27, 2007
Koi kaise bataaye
Koi Ye Kaise Bataaye
Koi ye kaise bataye ki, wo tanha kyon hai
Wo jo apna tha wohi, Or kisi ka kyoon hai
Yahi duniya hai to phir, aisi ye duniya kyoon hai
Yahi hota hai to aakhir yahi hota kyoon hai
Ik zara haath bada de to, pakdle daaman
Uske seene mein sama jaye, hamari dhadkan
Itni Kurbat hai to phir, faasla itna kyoon hai
Dile barbaad se nikla nahi, ab tak koi
Ik loote ghar pe diya karta hai, dastak koi
Aas jo toot gayi, phir se, bandhaata kyoon hai
Tum masarrat ka kaho ya, isse gum ka rishta
Kehtein hai pyaar ka rishta hai, janam ka rishta
Hai janam ka rishta jo ye to, badalta kyoon hai
one of my fav by jagjit singh, lyrics by kaifi azmi , movie - arth
Koi ye kaise bataye ki, wo tanha kyon hai
Wo jo apna tha wohi, Or kisi ka kyoon hai
Yahi duniya hai to phir, aisi ye duniya kyoon hai
Yahi hota hai to aakhir yahi hota kyoon hai
Ik zara haath bada de to, pakdle daaman
Uske seene mein sama jaye, hamari dhadkan
Itni Kurbat hai to phir, faasla itna kyoon hai
Dile barbaad se nikla nahi, ab tak koi
Ik loote ghar pe diya karta hai, dastak koi
Aas jo toot gayi, phir se, bandhaata kyoon hai
Tum masarrat ka kaho ya, isse gum ka rishta
Kehtein hai pyaar ka rishta hai, janam ka rishta
Hai janam ka rishta jo ye to, badalta kyoon hai
one of my fav by jagjit singh, lyrics by kaifi azmi , movie - arth
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
BUILD
Last few days have been busy with many things going around ...
something brought me back...actually a sweet gesture from a friend :)
BUILD
On a road that is so rough,
A path that is so tough...
Days come , Days go..
With mostly thoughts to let go ...
When it feels the end of ground,
Remember the world is round....
Moments like this gives the reason,
Strength and Courage for one more season...
Congratulations in a complete sense,
On your day of excellence ...
Original compostion ..specially for me :)
This poem is from a dear friend, who wrote this for me today in no time...
it made today more special ..
thanks dear :)) for the lovely friendship ...
something brought me back...actually a sweet gesture from a friend :)
BUILD
On a road that is so rough,
A path that is so tough...
Days come , Days go..
With mostly thoughts to let go ...
When it feels the end of ground,
Remember the world is round....
Moments like this gives the reason,
Strength and Courage for one more season...
Congratulations in a complete sense,
On your day of excellence ...
Original compostion ..specially for me :)
This poem is from a dear friend, who wrote this for me today in no time...
it made today more special ..
thanks dear :)) for the lovely friendship ...
Friday, April 6, 2007
Cut, Torn and Stiched
Cut, Torn and Stitched ...this title has been lingering in my mind for so many days now and today i sit to write this blog and its strange that i am left with no words... no thoughts ..nothing to write anymore atleast not at this moment .. i have been staring at this computer and fingers have been sitting movement less on the keyboard ..finally they started to type something...
...can blogs be written by people ... who are without words ... i am without words now ..so i should stop here .... will return someother day when i am not frozen...
...can blogs be written by people ... who are without words ... i am without words now ..so i should stop here .... will return someother day when i am not frozen...
Monday, April 2, 2007
Longer
Its said that past can have a narcotic effects and its generally advised to keep that in mind before getting into the trap of thoughts.
Nostalgia can be a powerful force and i am caught up in such a force.
Since the last post was on love, this one also relates to love too,had been hearing this one for quite some time but i guess listenned to it today, and having listenned to it now, i dont have a count for it.. the words have a magical effect..they are used in such simple way to express sweet emotion.
This doesnt belong to me, Thanks to the composer, for this lovely composition and to a friend who unknowingly introduced me to this beautiful song.
Song: Longer
Artist: Dan Fogelberg
Longer than there’ve been fishes in the ocean
Higher than any bird ever flew
Longer than there’ve been stars up in the heavens
I’ve been in love with you
Stronger than any mountain cathedral
Truer than any tree ever grew
Deeper than any forest primeval
I am in love with you
Through the years as the fire starts to mellow
Burning lines in the book of our lives
Though the binding cracks
And the pages start to yellow
I’ll be in love with you
I’ll be in love with you
I am in love with you.
Nostalgia can be a powerful force and i am caught up in such a force.
Since the last post was on love, this one also relates to love too,had been hearing this one for quite some time but i guess listenned to it today, and having listenned to it now, i dont have a count for it.. the words have a magical effect..they are used in such simple way to express sweet emotion.
This doesnt belong to me, Thanks to the composer, for this lovely composition and to a friend who unknowingly introduced me to this beautiful song.
Song: Longer
Artist: Dan Fogelberg
Longer than there’ve been fishes in the ocean
Higher than any bird ever flew
Longer than there’ve been stars up in the heavens
I’ve been in love with you
Stronger than any mountain cathedral
Truer than any tree ever grew
Deeper than any forest primeval
I am in love with you
Through the years as the fire starts to mellow
Burning lines in the book of our lives
Though the binding cracks
And the pages start to yellow
I’ll be in love with you
I’ll be in love with you
I am in love with you.
Sunday, April 1, 2007
love blooms forever..
On a day when it looked like there was a cleaning spree going on, found this lovely booklet in the second pocket of black bag which said, "love blooms forever". Just looking at it brought this little sparkle into the eyes which had forgotten to shine like that.
It was addressed,
To,
Someone who brings a smile to my face
and then there were these love quotes,some common ones and some not so common ..some which have been heard and used for long long time by people to define love and express it too. and here they come once again in the order as they were in this little booklet...
love knows no boundaries
love is for all seasons
love grows sweeter with time
love is sharing and caring
love is sweet, thoughtful gestures
love brings two hearts together
love is two hearts living in just one mind
love is sharing sweet nothings
love is two hearts looking in the same direction
love makes life beautiful
love spreads joy into life
love is u n me together forever
love enriches life in many ways
love is an everlasting fragrance of special moments shared
true love gives the courage to overcome all odds
love is two hearts sharing the same dreams
love gives a feeling of completeness
love is always belonging together
love gives a sense of joy all around
true love is every heart's dream
love needs expression between those who share it
love is the most wonderful experience
true love forever remains fresh and fragrant
love makes happiness happen
love helps to bring out the best in each other
love always grows beautiful with time
love touches the deepest chord of heart
and its
From,
The one who admires you immensely
and here it ended ...
It was nice to re read this little booklet ..It defined love in so many ways .. we all have experienced some form of it at some time or the other.But some of us might have experienced many more forms of it too..when it doesnt get to bloom ...
sometimes moments know to peep out from behind the walls of time.
sometimes one does not have control over things and sometimes when things happen naturally they do bring out natural emotions ..
sometimes few drops and sometimes a little sunshine :)
and because the smile that it leaves behind..brings me back to the title which said
love blooms forever ...
It was addressed,
To,
Someone who brings a smile to my face
and then there were these love quotes,some common ones and some not so common ..some which have been heard and used for long long time by people to define love and express it too. and here they come once again in the order as they were in this little booklet...
love knows no boundaries
love is for all seasons
love grows sweeter with time
love is sharing and caring
love is sweet, thoughtful gestures
love brings two hearts together
love is two hearts living in just one mind
love is sharing sweet nothings
love is two hearts looking in the same direction
love makes life beautiful
love spreads joy into life
love is u n me together forever
love enriches life in many ways
love is an everlasting fragrance of special moments shared
true love gives the courage to overcome all odds
love is two hearts sharing the same dreams
love gives a feeling of completeness
love is always belonging together
love gives a sense of joy all around
true love is every heart's dream
love needs expression between those who share it
love is the most wonderful experience
true love forever remains fresh and fragrant
love makes happiness happen
love helps to bring out the best in each other
love always grows beautiful with time
love touches the deepest chord of heart
and its
From,
The one who admires you immensely
and here it ended ...
It was nice to re read this little booklet ..It defined love in so many ways .. we all have experienced some form of it at some time or the other.But some of us might have experienced many more forms of it too..when it doesnt get to bloom ...
sometimes moments know to peep out from behind the walls of time.
sometimes one does not have control over things and sometimes when things happen naturally they do bring out natural emotions ..
sometimes few drops and sometimes a little sunshine :)
and because the smile that it leaves behind..brings me back to the title which said
love blooms forever ...
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