MERA SACHA MITRA.

Ek din baithi thi main kuch gumsum aur udas si,

Khil uthi yadon ki kaliyan sirf uske nam ki.

Yaad a gaye vo pal jo maine yahan bitaye the,

Aur yaad a gaye vo dost jo maine yahan banaye the.

Yahi thi wo jagah jahan maine apna pehla kadam badhaya tha,

Kitabein aur kalam ko apna sacha mitra banaya tha.

Man ke andhkar se door roshini se parichit karaya,

Aur usne mera samna ek naye sansar se karaya.

Na tha koi gham na thi koi mushkile yahan,

Zindagi ko pas se janne ka ek mauka mila yahan.

Yahan ayi to thi ek nanhi ladki bankar,

Le ja rhi hun ghyan ki potli bharkar.

Ek rishta sa ban gaya tha yahan par in barah salon mein,

Kadam hi na hatt _te the is GHAR KE ANGAN SE.

Isi ne sihkaya mujhe ek doosre par vishwas karna,

Aur isi ne sikhaya mujhe ek doosre ka satkar karna.

KYA NHI JANNA CHAHENGE KI YE AKHIR HAI KON?

"AJ BHI NARM HOTI HAIN MERI ANKHEIN,

AJ BHI SAR GARV SE UTH JATA HAI,

JAB DEKHTI HUN APNE VIDYALAYA KO TO HRIDAYA,

MERA PRAFULLIT HO JATA HAI."

The Tunes Of Nature!!

It was a long time we went out on a journey

So we decided to go up and see.

What we saw there was so pleasant,

that i was deep drown in my own self.

The dream which i dreamt was really a 'dream',

For which many people never pay heed.

You would be anxicious to know about my dream

So listen to it carefully when i speak.

My dream opens in the grassy green meadows,

Where one could surely see his reflected shadow.

The mountains on the other hand were so calm,

It seemed as if they were healed by the magic of balm.

The paronama of the scene was before my eyes

The memories of which are stored in the ALBUM OF MY MIND.

God has given us this beautiful nature,

Enjoy it to the utmost you foolish creatures.

DREAM FOR IT COSTS NOTHING,

YOU CAN CHANGE YOUR LIFE BY CHANGING YOURSELF A LITTLE.