tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33376461594943374612024-02-08T12:08:13.448-05:00Dreamz UnlimitedIts All About Me...My Own Dreams ....Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-61873394456625849482017-08-12T03:11:00.000-04:002017-08-12T03:11:05.777-04:00My take on the evergreen song from Jawani Diwani!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-53531054332683277042012-12-29T00:18:00.003-05:002012-12-29T00:18:23.612-05:00Tricolor weeps today at the plight of India!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
To the plight of India, to the extent of moral deprivation in a country which prides itself on its historical past, to the land which was associated with worshipping women in various forms!<br /><br />Is rakt ki in baucharon mein,<br /> hum nanga naach nachate hain,<br /> Har insaan ke jeevan pe hum,<br /> yun shok hi shok manate hain!<br /><br />Hai hamari shaan yahi,<br /> hum bhartiya kehlate hain,<br /> jahan kabhi devi jisi hum kehte the,<br /> aaj khilwad unhi se kar jate hain!<br /><br />Sharm se jinko jhukna tha,<br /> hum seena taan chillate hain,<br /> Yeh "hamari spirit" hai,<br /> keh hum phir "normal" ho jate hain!<br /><br />Yun sote hue putlo ki bhanti,<br /> hum kis azaadi ki shaan mein gate hain,<br /> Hai sharm se aaj yun jhuka hua,<br /> tiranga bhi ashru bahata hua,<br /> is desh mein azaadi ke naam pe,<br /> hum maryada heen hote jaate hain!<br /><br />krodh ka yeh koi vakt nahi,<br /> naye charitra ki tayari kar,<br /> hai khadi manavta kis kagar pe,<br /> ab to nari ka samman tu kar!<br /><br />May the departed soul rest in peace! Nirbhaya - You deserve a better world!<br /> The tricolor weeps at the plight of the nation which it symbolised!</div>
Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-56279320464073689212012-12-01T01:31:00.001-05:002012-12-01T01:31:40.650-05:00Bragging Rights!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
What earns you the bragging right?<br />A real outcome or a plot you device?<br />Put in a lot of effort,<br />To get the things materialize,<br />Or work it smart, get it done,<br />And give the feeling that you got it right!<br />Sinking thoughts, often cross your minds,<br />Shake it baby! its important that you get a life!</div>
Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-17876014647004021282012-12-01T01:20:00.001-05:002012-12-01T01:20:46.019-05:00Where am I heading towards.. Past memories<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Work and work,<br />
Have become a chore,<br />
I am lost now,<br />
Trying to match new role.<br />
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Every morning starts with a<br />
Sudden urge, to start<br />
My computer and see the<br />
Bulging work.<br />
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On my way to the office,<br />
I keep the planner on,<br />
Try to figure out,<br />
How to get the work going on.<br />
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Once I am in the office,<br />
Its nothing new,<br />
I know that i have,<br />
To get many things moving on.<br />
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When my phone rings,<br />
I put it down,<br />
With the execuse of calling later,<br />
When i find some time,<br />
Times runs away,<br />
And its late in the day,<br />
When i remember,<br />
I forgot to call up someone in the day.<br />
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I cannot call now,<br />
Because its too late,<br />
Its a daily routine now,<br />
And i am lost in my own way.<br />
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Days after days,<br />
Memory fades away,<br />
Its only work,<br />
That now weighs.<br />
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Oh..how i wish,<br />
I had some freedom,<br />
I return to where I was<br />
In a role with no reason<br />
No responsiblity<br />
Would still be good,<br />
At least i would be happy,<br />
I would enjoy life,<br />
In all the ways I could.</div>
Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-4686306795604931312012-11-29T01:07:00.001-05:002012-11-29T01:07:39.799-05:00With your support!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151388847096004_26124767}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[3]">hand in hand and step by step, </span><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151388847096004_26124767}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[4]" /><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151388847096004_26124767}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[5]">you surely have been keeping the tab,</span><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151388847096004_26124767}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[6]" /><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151388847096004_26124767}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[7]">of the direction and the path,</span><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151388847096004_26124767}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[8]" /><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151388847096004_26124767}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[9]">ensuring that nothign's keeping us apart.</span></div>
Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-64662259859341414942012-11-28T15:17:00.002-05:002012-11-28T15:17:32.822-05:00It's time to Rise!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Rise and fight again,<br />The time is right again!<br />Nothing to loose, all to gain,<br />Time to walk in the rain!<br />Ah, the amazing spirit,<br />Cheers to you,<br />Walk the walk,<br />That you know is you!</div>
Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-7699364424330144522012-11-10T15:58:00.001-05:002012-11-10T15:58:07.458-05:00When at Crossroads!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
At the crossroads lies the fun,<br />After rains like the Sun.<br />The path to explore,<br />Nothing to loose anymore.<br />You have to have the desire to bear it,<br />The passion to risk and still not fear it.</div>
Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-86801028572012943222012-11-04T00:49:00.002-04:002012-11-04T00:50:42.589-04:00Just a thought<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Life is a mystery,a journey of signs,<br />
You have to have,the unknowns defined.<br />
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It's important to sit back and reflect in time,<br />
To identify who you are, and how you are defined.<br />
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In the rush, we all forget who we are,<br />
Yet the reflection is so important for us to shine!</div>
Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-68857779112626016072012-09-23T03:04:00.001-04:002012-09-23T03:04:02.919-04:00Follow your dreams.....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="userContent">satrangi un nazaron ko,<br /> palkon mein bichaye hue,<br /> ek aur chal diye hain hum,<br /> Khwabon ko sajaye hue</span></div>
Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-59400428456142409412009-03-05T09:30:00.000-05:002009-03-05T09:32:40.359-05:00The Week that was--- Utter Chaos and exhausting workThe last one week,<br />Was a week of chaos,<br />Work cluttered around,<br />And sleep on a toss.<br /><br />Everyday was the same story,<br />Go early in the morning,<br />Fight the whole day with work,<br />Then the sun set,<br />And the conversations took on next,<br />Multiple rounds of conversations,<br />With the clients and the teams,<br />Dinner at 10 or even later,<br />Songs at the highest volumes,<br />Did not matter.<br /><br />The clock would strike past midnight,<br />And i would go back booking a cab around,<br />By 4 in the morning, we would all be exhausted,<br />Packed our bags, and returned back,<br />Oh the chirping sound of the birds,<br />Didnt disturb us at all,<br />We were almost dying to sleep,<br />Just to be woken up with a phone call,<br />And yet another day...<br />It was the same story.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-76963582209821939082009-02-01T02:42:00.000-05:002009-02-01T02:43:22.666-05:00.......Ulfat mein likhe kuch shabd,<br />Shyhi mein yun ghul gaye,<br />Simati hui shaam ke,<br />Paimano se lipat gaye.<br /><br />Khawabon ki kashish mein,<br />Robaroo hona asan hai,<br />Mehakte hue alfozon se,<br />Duriyan mitana asan hai.<br /><br />Dastak deti ek awaz nein,<br />Apna saya yun bhikhera hai,<br />Kalam ke har mod pe,<br />Ek naye armaan ko bhikhera hai.<br /><br />Jo behak jaye Voh,<br />Ulfat ka mara hai,<br />Siddhat se jo ho vakif,<br />Aisa vakiya hamara hai.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-66049503525732321462009-02-01T01:47:00.000-05:002009-02-01T01:48:45.805-05:00Ulfat mein likhe kuch shabdKhud ko aine mein<br />Dekhne mein jo maza hai,<br />Apne se akele mein<br />Baten karen mein kya khata hai.<br />Khata gar dayron ke<br />Darminyan simat jati,<br />Kafiron ke kafilon,<br />Ki disha agar likhi jati,<br />Dishheen hone ki baat,<br />Samne jarror ati,<br />Vaqt ki pabandiyon,<br />Mein ab ulajhna bekar hai,<br />Banjar Zameen mein paseena,<br />Bahana bekar hai,<br />Sham ki har angdayi pe<br />Ek kavita gar likhi jati,<br />Kitabon ke dher ban khade hote,<br />Agar shayari ke bayan,<br />Shayaron ke khwabon se,<br />Aur har phalak ke mod pe kahi jati.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-25336461802791604372009-02-01T01:23:00.000-05:002009-02-01T01:24:48.691-05:00Blog.....whyWhy did I start the blog,<br />Was it for the people,<br />To read or to share my own views.<br /><br />I am not yet sure,<br />What are the poems here,<br />Are they my inner feeligs,<br />Or just my creative vow.<br /><br />Well I leave it for people to decide,<br />I am here to write,<br />In my own time,<br />In my own style.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-19645203066829299782009-02-01T01:02:00.001-05:002009-02-01T01:02:53.419-05:00Recession - The Latest FashionThey call it recession,<br />I call it a new fashion,<br />Companies say they have,<br />A profitable quarter,<br />Yet the increments are low,<br />Oh dear its recession time,<br />As you all know.<br /><br /><br />Top notch gets the money,<br />Others rarely receive,<br />Even a single penny,<br />It’s a tough time,<br />So the money inflow is low,<br />Oh dear its recession time,<br />As you all know.<br /><br />Share prices seem to be,<br />Moving up one day,<br />The other day they are low,<br />When to sell is a question,<br />No one seems to know,<br />Oh dear its recession time,<br />As you all know.<br /><br />Marriages seem to be breaking,<br />Divorces are common now,<br />Who has the money to fuel in the relation,<br />Where are we going now,<br />Oh dear its recession time,<br />As you all know.<br /><br />Reality bites when you see,<br />The profit margins growing high,<br />Your pockets are all empty,<br />And banks are all running dry,<br />How did this happen,<br />Where did the money go,<br />Oh dear its recession time,<br />As you all know.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-20716038493542694312009-02-01T00:40:00.003-05:002009-02-01T00:40:40.303-05:00Where am I heading towardsWork and work,<br />Have become a chore,<br />I am lost now,<br />Trying to match new role.<br /><br />Every morning starts with a<br />Sudden urge, to start<br />My computer and see the<br />Bulging work.<br /><br />On my way to the office,<br />I keep the planner on,<br />Try to figure out,<br />How to get the work going on.<br /><br />Once I am in the office,<br />Its nothing new,<br />I know that i have,<br />To get many things moving on.<br /><br />When my phone rings,<br />I put it down,<br />With the execuse of calling later,<br />When i find some time,<br />Times runs away,<br />And its late in the day,<br />When i remember,<br />I forgot to call up someone in the day.<br /><br />I cannot call now,<br />Because its too late,<br />Its a daily routine now,<br />And i am lost in my own way.<br /><br />Days after days,<br />Memory fades away,<br />Its only work,<br />That now weighs.<br /><br />Oh..how i wish,<br />I had some freedom,<br />I return to where I was<br />In a role with no reason<br />No responsiblity<br />Would still be good,<br />At least i would be happy,<br />I would enjoy life,<br />In all the ways I could.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-83074171829106930672009-01-31T12:32:00.000-05:002009-01-31T12:33:42.749-05:00Which way to go....At the criss cross,<br />I have stopped thinking,<br />I am almost lost,<br />In a sudden thought.<br /><br />A thought that engages me,<br />For a talk with myself,<br />A feeling that pushes me,<br />To feel thy self.<br /><br />I have no answer,<br />No hints seem coming my way,<br />I am discovering today,<br />Myself in my inner sense.<br /><br />The answer to the question<br />Is seemingly a yes or no,<br />Yet the difficulty lies,<br />In choosing which way to go.<br /><br />Its not that its something new,<br />I have been through this,<br />Done all that it takes to do,<br />Yet I feel so lonely today,<br />In this expanding world,<br />The networks seem to be failing,<br />At the criss cross,<br />I stand alone waging,<br />A war within myself.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-49880599918835138632009-01-25T13:11:00.001-05:002009-01-25T13:11:47.257-05:00Life - A JourneyThe cliff of the mountain was very high,<br />I had learned to look at the sky,<br />Where the limit was not defined,<br />I had chosen the path that saw was undefined.<br /><br />In the race with the life,<br />You can never win,<br />You can aspire though that prize,<br />The way is not an easy road,<br />Its a terrain full of stones.<br /><br />Each stone that you cross,<br />Tears apart your skin,<br />Makes you one bit more strong.<br />When you become callous,<br />to your own pains,<br />Surprizes are in store for you,<br />To weaken you at the deepest vein.<br /><br />You learn to suffer,<br />Yet you learn to ignore it,<br />Learnings come to you faster,<br />And its a strange game,<br />The game is called life,<br />The goal is to survive,<br />The one who wins,<br />Does not conquers death,<br />He is the one who lives,<br />Life in a true sense.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-90578476295774244092009-01-25T12:53:00.000-05:002009-01-25T12:55:09.400-05:00Are we really Different ??<p>Religions across the world,<br />Are shaped on the same priciples,<br />The learning are not different,<br />Its our personal interpretation.<br /><br />Then came another distiction,<br />Of sects and subclasses,<br />Thats based on the job roles,<br />Which represent their duties ,<br />Towards the masses.<br /><br />Some became warriors,<br />Some the educators,<br />Some learned the trade,<br />And the others had to suffer.<br /><br />The system was flexible then,<br />We lost the flexibility,<br />No one knows when....<br />People once united,<br />Stood all divided,<br />By virtue of some,<br />Who wanted to rule by petty devices.</p><p><br />Why do we forget always,<br />Humans were born as one,<br />When one dies,<br />Its the ashes that remain,<br />The human ceases to exist,<br />Its only the feelings that remain.</p>Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-968434645241800522009-01-24T14:51:00.000-05:002009-01-24T14:52:24.463-05:00Digitally YoursWhen I look back now,<br />The time has passed so fast,<br />I only took a step ahead<br />And people plotted the complete graph<br />Technology will soon replace everything<br />When i say that i mean the<br />Inherent human being<br />Those robots will talk with you,<br />With sounds that though digital,<br />Would not be totally new,<br />The humane touch will find a replacement<br />In a programmable chip<br />That would clone the various elements<br />The emotions would only be a digital signal,<br />They might end abruptly,<br />or fade by a governing rule.<br />Every action would be governed by some logic<br />Driven by electric pulse and<br />carved out of a carbon copy<br />This is only the beginning and<br />not the end<br />We have yet to become a part<br />of this digital game.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-50405988076015960572009-01-24T14:03:00.001-05:002009-01-24T14:07:47.939-05:00Its Time we changeO! this world is a place of mysteries,<br />There have been many thing written in the history.<br /><br />People talk one language and do something else,<br />Hypocrisy rules the world and ruins the bond,<br />of a human with a human, and of nautre in whole,<br />To understand the life in a deeper way,<br />To even think to survive is a difficult way.<br /><br />Those who live with inncoence,<br />Have lost the pace with life,<br />They rule, who know how to devise,<br />They sell the wrong with a tag of right,<br />People still buy it,<br />Despite being cheated twice.<br /><br />O! this lovely world,<br />Has been ruined by its own people,<br />Feelings have taken a back seat,<br />What rules is a social obligation,<br />Who are those who call them the leaders of society,<br />Someone who are unaware of even their own family crisis.<br /><br />They proclaim to be knowledgeable,<br />They define the rules for the society,<br />What a plight, we believe in those cons,<br />Who can’t even stand upright.<br /><br />Commendable are the people ,<br />Who raise their voice, against the wrong,<br />Who shun the society that has lost it all,<br />Its time to define new rules of the game,<br />Survival of the fittest would be the wrong name,<br />Let it be a society for everyone who lives in it,<br />Let it be a place where harmony and peace prevails.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-65626740753633437842009-01-23T14:49:00.001-05:002009-01-23T14:55:01.977-05:00Reality BitesPanap raha tha kuch khayalon mein,<br />Ek sapna anjana ,<br />Kuch unsulze sawalon ko sulzane ki aas mein ,<br />Tha dil baichain hamara .<br /><br />Sarkar karti hai vade anek,<br />Har baar deti hain logon ko jhanse anek,<br />Kuch paisa kudh ke gharon mein chala jata hain,<br />Baki jo bacha, voh apne netao ko ,<br />Khush rakhne ke kaam ata hai .<br /><br />Pucho agar ek aam nagrik se,<br />Gussa to unhe bahut ata hai,<br />Kadam se Kadam mila kar,<br />Virodh karne ki gar karo baat,<br />To sara krodh lachari mein badal jata hai.<br /><br />Kab tak yun hum bas gote khate rahenge,<br />Apne aap se apni khushion ko napte rahenge,<br />samaj ka kalyan kisi ek insaan ki mahutaj nahi hai,<br />vaido aur hakeekat ki pehchan hum sabhi ko hai.<br /><br />Badlav lana ab jaroori hai,<br />Ek takat ban kar dikhna ab jaroori hai,<br />Panapte hue apne khwabon,<br />Ummed ki ek kiran dikhana jaroori hai.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-84811194445169251852008-12-21T05:23:00.000-05:002008-12-21T05:28:34.198-05:00Ek Aur Nayi Subah<p>Subah ki pehli kiran se,<br />Us mehkti hawa ke alingan se,<br />Apni akhon ko khol,<br />Mein ek naya savera dekh raha hun.<br /><br />Ek nayi shuruvat ke arambh ko,<br />Kuch andekhe ansuljhe raaz ko,<br />Ek aur ummed ki disha de raha hun<br />Apne sawalon ko ek aur din ki, mahulat de raha hun<br /><br />Mehekte hue jazbon ko,<br />Suraj ki kiran ko,<br />Aur apne aap ko,<br />Jeene ki aur muskurane ki,<br />Ek aur vajah de raha hun.<br /><br />Subah ke agaman se,<br />Sham ke anchal tak,<br />Samay ka pura kan,<br />Mein swayam ko de raha hun,<br />Har pal ko jeene ke liye,<br />Mein khud ko ek vajah de raha hun</p>Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-29492383533768652412008-12-14T13:15:00.000-05:002008-12-14T13:17:02.396-05:00DreamsDream - its the power to desire,<br />One way to ignite your imaginative fire,<br />Its a wish to create your own space,<br />A longing to come out of the hidden maze.<br /><br />Credits to Dreams, Chemistry got benzene,<br />Wishes usually follow you in dreams,<br />An inspiration behind the biggest Releams.<br /><br />A way to think of things you like,<br />and then let the things go,<br />as you take one stride after another in life.<br /><br />A kid starts to grow,<br />with dreams that he wishes to own,<br />with each new day,<br />the dreams sees a change,<br />the life becomes a new game,<br /><br />Dreams give you that energy,<br />A feeling of harmony and synergy,<br />So just dream of good,and live your dream,<br />That makes you happy,and gives you a new look.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-36170716215478422312008-12-14T12:07:00.000-05:002008-12-14T12:09:56.928-05:00Education and the True KnowledgeEducation is the one road,<br />That takes to the unbeatable fort.<br /><br />The fort which gives a brighter life,<br />The fort that shows a new light.<br /><br />The power to think,<br />The power to differentiate,<br />The power to learn,<br />And the power to create.<br /><br />Education provides the wisdom,<br />To look at the universal Kingdom.<br /><br />Its the one way, a new ray,<br />That helps one grow, that helps one show,<br />To the people a new reason,<br />To the world a new direction,<br />The desire to grow,<br />With an unending passion.<br /><br />Its called the knowledge,<br />This is what the world should gain,<br />And give to the people,<br />To help them remain,<br />As people, as one,<br />As country and as Humans.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3337646159494337461.post-10142430778389234262008-12-08T15:32:00.000-05:002008-12-08T22:41:31.681-05:00Future For FutureUn Hathon mein ek paheli ko suljane ki aas hai,<br />Unki hasi mein apne jeewan mein kuch pane ki pyas hai,<br />Ummed ki har kiran pe chahak uthte hain unke chehre,<br />Apne bachpan ko pane mein unki pehchan hai.<br /><br />Voh bachpan mein nahi kar paye kilkariyan,<br />ladakpan tak ane ki der thi,<br />hathon mein kitab nahi, reton ki dher thi,<br />har mod pe samaj ke dayron se pare kiya unhe,<br />unki konsi galti nein hum sabko majboor kiya.<br /><br />Lalach se bhari duniya nein, uthya fayda unka,<br />un bachon se bachpan ka hi vasta mitaya.<br />Khilonon ko bhi chu na paye unke haath,<br />us se pehle hi angaron se karaya vasta.<br /><br />Ek ajab se chahat hoti hai jindagi ki,<br />kuch pane ki, kuch khone ki, daud hoti hai jindagi,<br />hum apne mein hi kho kar, chale jate hain badhe hue,<br />kabhi socho unka, jinko bakiyon nein thukraya,<br />bachpan par unka bhi hai adhikar utna,<br />to kuch karo, badhao hosla unka,<br />dilao unhe jindagi ka voh khoya hua kafila,<br />ek hasi ke liye, ek khushi ke liye,<br />Mitao har fasla.Gaurav Saboohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02122856903063601664noreply@blogger.com5