Monday, March 4, 2013

Badi der hui



Badi der hui, na jaane kahan tha main,
kisi khayal me bahot door nikal aaya khud se hi
mud ke dekha to na to wo mod tha
jahan tumne apna rumaal baanda tha,
na hi wo darakth jahan wo do panchi raha karte the
Badi der hui kisi khayal me bahot door nikal aaya

Ab lauta hun to sab badal gya hai,
lagta hai shayad waqt apni chaal chal gya hai
kis se puchu pta tera ab, ye hawa bhi anjaani si lagti hai,
teri hansi ko doondh rha hu, bas utna hi wada kiya tha tumne
Badi der hui na jaane kahan tha main
kisi khayal me bahot door nikal aaya tum se bhi

Sunday, September 11, 2011

ae zindagi

kahin ugta hoga suraj kisi chor par,
kahin angdaai leti hogi zindagi, alsaayi si,
main tak rha hun is ghangor andhere ko.

Bas chup-chaap sa phaila hai ye smaa,
kahin koi panchi bol jaata hai door kahin,
lagta hai jaise awaaz di ho mujhe hi.



kyu talaash rha hun main nishaa zindagi k,
kyu hain mere haathon me ye bejaan pathar
kyu main bhaagna chahta hun khud se hi
khain pehchaan na lun khud ko hi..

ae zindagi bas aa bhi jaa,
...aur thaam le haath mera.

Friday, September 2, 2011

ye tadap....

I almost forgot that I used to maintain a blog too..Life has been very busy over a couple of years,wasn't able to devote much time to writing.But I cannot withold this "tadap" to write something and let the words flow.

Lafzon ki badi tadap hai fail jaane ki kagaz par,
khwaish hai bharne ki uska korapan.
Mere haathon se fislate ye lamhe bhi to
bhikhar jaate hain meri zindagi me
bharne iska korapan..




Roz kuch nya likhta hai waqt, mere man ke kagaz par,
lamhon ki kalam se, haqiqat ki syaahi se..
jo bane tasveer tumhaari agar to bas
wahi rok dun is zindagi ki nazm ko.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

......

For this poem i could not think a title...so ye aap par chodta hun...koi acha sa title suggest karna...

Har din ek bechaini si rehti hai,
jaise koi panchi apne ghronde ko chod kar
nikal aaya ho kahin door
aur tadpta ho waapis laut aane ko..

ko baat yaad aati hai achanak hi baithe hue
jaise barsa ho paani tere aanchal se
aur mehek uthi ho zameen meri..

bda mushkil kat-ta hai waqt, har shaam
chat par jo dekhu door tak phaile aasman ko...
har roz bhejta hun
kuch badal tumhaari taraf sametkar mera pyaar..

hansi to abhi bhi aati hai hontho par,
par un baaton par nahin, jo tumhaare saath
jiya karte the,
muskurahate to band hai kahi,
aur chaabi to tumhaare paas hai...

khushboo tuhaare aaghosh ki dhoondta hu
khud me aksar, jo sambhal kar rakhi hai
har us jagah, jahan chua tha tumne..

karta hu min-nte waqt se, guzarne ki jaldi,
aur dhoond laane ki us lamhe ko
jab kho jaega waqt, aur shayad hum bhi ek doosre me...

Use music at work and in life

This article expalins the benefit of music in one's life...so read on...

1. Arrange playlist on ur mp3 player based on the benfits of ragas
2. If you head an organisation, arrange for pipe music at your workplace according to these raagas.
3. If u have an independent cabin, play music constantly on ur laptop(softly ofcourse)
4. Don't hesitate to hum along(never mind what your co-passengers think).
5. Take care to listen music in the right doses. Don't overdo it, you might end up making your system immune to its benefits.

Off to work:
You are preparing for a long day at wory, hence to be in a positive , energetic frame of mind. Morning ragas help to boost metabolism
Raag Bhairav, Todi, Asavari and Ahir
Benefits
1. Opens up nervous system,
2. Lifts endorphins, boosts confidence levels and helps u feel calm. Also lowers blood pressure.
3. Helps beat indigestion, which is result of gasttive juices working overtime due to tension. So if u have a difficult meeting planned ahead, you know what to listen in.

Post lunch:
Your body feels sluggishin the afternoon and lethargy creeps in after the lunch. Listen to songs with notes of Raag Bhimpalashri, Kafi and Dhani.
Benefits
1. Peps you up and gets you back on the track.
2. Invokes a cool, soothing and deep mood.

After work:
Evening raagas are romantic- just the right thing you need after a hectic day. Most of these raagas are very visual...giving u images of love, colours and nature for example, Raag Yaman, Hansdhawani, Bihang and Bahar. They are found in almost all Hindi romantic songs and qawaalis.
Benefits
1. The upbeat combination of motes eases tension.
2. Has a peaceful sonorous effect on the body.

Winding down
Late night raagas help u relax and cure insomania. For e.g., Raag Bhagyashree.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Rang.....

Aaj ek badi ajeeb si baat hui,
jo dekha aaine me khud ko roz ki tarah
to saamne khda paya ek aur hi shaks..

bada hi itminaan sa,
alag hi rangon me ranga ek shaks.
usne muskura kar pukara mujhe
aur pucha - pehchana mujhe...

main hairaan tha,
kyunki wo lagta tha mujh sa hi
par main kab se rang gya khud ko
mujhe khud hi pta nai..





meri uljhan dekhkar wo hans diya
aur kehnelga
"ye rang, ye dhang
ye chain-o-sukun tumne hi to diya hai mujhe
jab tumne kisi ke hawale kiya tha khud ko..
bas tabhi se tabiyat ne rang badla hai.
ye sabhi nishaan hai usi ehsaas ke,
ishq ne ranga hai mujhe...bas ab to
jhoom rha hai har ang usiki preet me"

aur jaate waqt wo kehkar gya
"karo shukriya us insaan ka
jisne di tumhe jagah apni zindagi me"
phir maine socha tumhara naam...
aur ban gya khushganwaar ek aur din!!!

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Jee karta hai...

Long time no writing...this was what i was thinking all these days...as i was flipping acroos my old writings i found this piece..yeah i tried some ghazals too...so read n enjoy..






Udaas man ko behlaane ka jee karta hai,
aaj nagma koi gungunaane ka jee karta hai.

kuch na kha tumne, phir bhi sab sun liya maine,
tumhaari wafa me aaj mar jaane ka jee karta hai.

kyu chali hai ye hawa aaj kuch aisi,
apne tan ki khaak udaane ka jee karta hai.

jo dekhu kisi ko mazboor sa kahin bhi,
uske ashko me beh jaane ka jee karta hai.

aaj wo bhi baitha hai bechain sa tanhaai me,
uske khayaalon me aane ka jee karta hai.

tum to chale hi gaye the na chod kar beech raah me,
phir kyu na bhulun jo bhulaane ka jee karta hai..

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Mehndi....

This piece i have written on the request of a friend of mine..the theme is about a girl who is not so fair in color and she is thinking about her special someone...so i have tried to encase the feelings which might be rising in her mind..





Gun-gunane lagi hai hawayen kyu,
muskurane lagi hain fizaayen kyu,
na jaane har aahat par kiska intezaar hai..

ud gayi hain saari silwatein maathe ki..
us ek shaqs ki bas halki si yaad se..
sapno se saji hui hain aankhen
jaise utar aane ko hain sitaare saare..
chaand bhi dekhta hoga chipkar kahin.

raat me ghula jaata hai rang uska..
raat....jo beete haule haule,
meethi shahad si..,naram phoolon si..

phoolon se saja hua hai rasta milan ka..
intezaar me uske jo chale uspe haath thaamkar..

kabhiu ban jaati hai kaajal unki aankhon ka..
gehri kaajal si..
to kabhi mehndi ban kar chad jaati hai hatheliyon par
pukki mehndi si...

ye sabhi..aur bahot kuch samete baithi hai
unke intezaar me...
ho swikaar to samhjegi khuskisamt,
nahi to shayad utar jaaye mehndi ke rang ei..haule haule...

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Enjoy but don't get lost....

Osho,
The poems of Jalaluddin Rumi, the 13th century Sufi mystic, have become popular in the US. Coleman Barks, the translator of a collection of Rumi's work, asks:
“Rumi said, ‘I want burning, burning....’ What is that burning?
Shams (Rumi’s spiritual guide) said ‘I am fire.’
What do the burning and the fire have to do with my own enlightenment?”

Osho responds:
You have asked a very dangerous question ― because burning has nothing to do with your enlightenment. On the path of enlightenment there is no question of burning.

But because you are in love with Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi... I also love the man. But you have to understand that Sufism still depends on a hypothetical God. It is not free from the hypothesis of God. And particularly Sufism has the concept of God as a woman. Love is their method ― love God as totally as possible. Now you are loving an impossible hypothesis, and totality is asked. You will feel the same kind of burning, in a more intensive way, as lovers feel on a smaller scale.

Lovers feel a certain burning in their hearts. A deep longing and desire to meet with the beloved creates that burning. To love God is bound to create a very great fire in you. You will be on fire because you have chosen as your love object something impossible. You will have to weep and cry, and you will have to pray, and you will have to fast, and your mind has to continuously repeat and remember the beloved.



The mind has the capacity to imagine anything and also has the capacity to hypnotize itself. After long repetition you can even see God, just the way you imagined.


It is a by-product of your mind. It will make you very happy, you will dance with joy.

I have been with Sufis and I have loved those people. But they are still one step away from being a buddha. Even though their poetry is beautiful ― it has to be, because it is coming out of their love ― their experience is a hallucination created by their own mind. In Sufism, mind is stretched to the point that you become almost mad for the beloved. Those days of separation from the beloved create the sensation of burning.

On the path of dhyan, or Zen, there is no burning at all because there is no hypothesis, no God. And it is not a question of love. A man of Zen is very loving, but he has not practiced love; it has come as a by-product of his realization. He has simply realized his own buddhahood. There is no question of another, a God somewhere else in heaven. He has simply reached his own center of life, and being there he explodes into love, into compassion. His love comes after his enlightenment, it is not a method for enlightenment.

But for Sufis, love is the method. Because love is the method, it remains part of the mind. The effort on the path of Zen is to go beyond mind, to attain no-mind, to be utterly empty of all thoughts, love included. Zen is the path of emptiness ― no God, no love, nothing is to be allowed; just a pure nothingness in which you also disappear.



Who is there to feel the burning?
Who is there to feel the fire?


So although I love Sufis... I don't want, Coleman, to hurt your feelings, but I would certainly say that you will have one day to change from Sufis to Zen.

Sufis are still living in imagination; they have not known the state of no-mind. And because they have not known the state of no-mind, however beautiful their personalities may become, they are still just close to enlightenment, but not enlightened. Remember, even to be very close is not to be enlightened.

And the reason is clear: Sufism is a branch, an offshoot of Mohammedanism. It carries almost all that is good in Mohammedanism. But Mohammedanism, Judaism, Christianity ― all are hypothetical.

There have been only two religions which are not hypothetical, Buddhism and Taoism. Zen is a crossbreed of these two, and the crossbreed is always better than both the parents. It is the meeting of Buddha and Lao Tzu; out of this meeting is born Zen. It is not Buddhism, it is not Taoism; it has its own individuality. It carries everything beautiful that comes from Buddha and everything great that comes from Lao Tzu. It is the highest peak that man has ever reached.

Hinduism is a mess: thirty-three million gods! ― what do you expect? Hinduism has remained a philosophical, controversial, hypothetical religion. It has not been able to reach the heights of Buddha. Buddha was born a Hindu but revolted against this mess, searched alone rather than believing. That is one of the most important things to remember. Any religion that begins with belief is going to give you an auto-hypnotic experience.

Only Taoism and Buddhism don't start with a belief. Their whole effort is that you should enter yourself without any concept of what you are going to find there. Just being open, available, without any prejudice, without any philosophy and scripture ― just go in, open-hearted, and when you reach to the point where mind is silent, not a single thought moving...

According to Tao and Buddha, even God is a thought. When there is no thought, you reach the highest Everest of consciousness. At that point you know that every living being has the potentiality of being a god.

Buddha is reported to have said, "The moment I became enlightened, I was surprised: the whole of existence is enlightened, only people don't understand. They are carrying their enlightenment within themselves and they don't look at it."

Buddha has reported his past lives' experiences. When he was not an enlightened man but was just a seeker, he heard about a man who had become enlightened, so he went to see him. He had no idea of what enlightenment is, and he had not come with any prejudice for or against. But as he came close to the man, he found himself bowing down and touching the man's feet. He was surprised! He had not decided to do it ― in spite of himself he was touching the man's feet. That was one surprise. And as he stood up, the second surprise was even bigger: the enlightened man touched his feet. He said, "What are you doing? You are enlightened, it is perfectly right for me to touch your feet. But why are you touching my feet?"

And that man laughed. He said, "Sometime before, I was unenlightened. Now I am enlightened. You are unenlightened now. Someday you will become enlightened. So it is only a question of time. As far as I am concerned, you may not know it but I can see your hidden treasure."



So everybody is a buddha, either aware of it or unaware of it. No hypothesis comes into the path of Zen.


What Rumi is saying ― "I want burning, burning..." ― is the mind focused on a hypothetical beloved, and the burning desire to meet him, to melt in him. But it is an objective god ― it may be woman or man, it does not matter.

In Bengal, in India, there is a small sect which believes that only Krishna is male and everybody else is female. Because everybody is female and there is a great burning to meet the lover, the god, they sleep with a statue of Krishna in their bed.

But these are all mind games. Except for Gautam Buddha and Lao Tzu, and the people who became enlightened from their lineages, the whole of humanity is living in hypotheses. I appreciate the poetry of Rumi, I appreciate the beauty of many Sufi mystics, but I cannot say that they are enlightened. They are still groping, and their groping will stop only when they drop this hypothesis of God.

The search has to be inwards, not outwards. Any search that is outwards is going to change your personality. It can make it more beautiful, more loving, but it is just imagination.

It happened that one Sufi master who was very much loved... his disciples used to come to me and say, "When our master comes, we want you both to meet."
I said, "On one condition: your master should be my guest for just three days, and you have not to come for three days."
So the master came, as he used to come every year for a month or two to that place. He was a lovely man, very fragrant, very radiant, very joyful. He used to dance and sing and play on instruments. When he came to my house, I closed the door and told the disciples, "Now you disappear, and for three days leave him with me."

The master said, "What do you want?"
I said, "You put your instruments away, and for three days don't think about your beloved God."
He said, "What is the purpose of this?"
I said, "The purpose will be known after three days. Just for three days be normal. You are abnormal."
He said, "You are a strange fellow! I am abnormal?"
I said, "Just drop this idea of a hypothetical God. Have you seen God?"
He said, "I see God everywhere."
I said, "When did it start happening?"
He said, "It took twenty years for me to see God in everyone. Finally, I started seeing." I said, "That's why I am saying that for three days, don't do anything you have been doing. For these three days take a holiday from your practice of seeing God in everyone."

Just in one day it was finished! The next day he was very angry with me. He said, "Just let me go. You have destroyed my twenty years' effort. For just one night I followed your idea, and now in the morning I don't see any God anywhere."
I said, "A God that you have been seeing for twenty years disappears within a single night ― what is it worth? Can't you see that it is a hypothesis that you have imposed? And twenty years are not needed for such programming ― such programming can be done within hours."

A person can be hypnotized just for seven days continually and told he will see God everywhere, in everyone, and he will be very joyful, very loving. Within seven days the person can be programmed just like a computer, and he will start seeing God. But this is not the way of truth.



Enjoy Rumi's beautiful poems, enjoy beautiful Sufi stories. I have enjoyed them. But I warn you, don't get lost into them.


They are just a game of the mind, a strategy of self-hypnosis.

I said that you have asked a dangerous question. I don't want to hurt your feelings and your love, but I have to say the truth even if it hurts. One day you will feel grateful to me.

Sufism is nothing. You can find good poetry anywhere. And if you want, bring any Sufi to me and I will take away all his experience within one hour. These are abnormal people, hypnotizing themselves.

The real thing is to come to a point of dehypnotizing yourself, because every society has already hypnotized you. A Hindu thinks Krishna is a god, and never bothers that Krishna stole sixteen thousand women from different people. He was married only to one woman. But sixteen thousand women ― any beautiful woman, and his soldiers would catch hold of her; he just had to make a sign that they should take her to the palace.

Krishna behaved with women like they were cattle, and he never thought that they have children, they have husbands, they have their old parents, or their husband's parents, and he is destroying their whole family life. And what is he going to do with sixteen thousand women? He is not a bull. Even a bull will be tired. Sixteen thousand ― it is a record. Still, no Hindu will question the point.

Rama is God to the Hindus, and nobody questions that he killed one poor untouchable, a young man, just because he heard somebody reciting the Vedas. The Hindu society has maintained the caste system for five thousand years, and the untouchable, the sudra, the last, is not allowed to read any religious scripture. He is not allowed to be educated either. Untouchables are not allowed to live in the city; they have to live outside the city. They do all the dirty work of the city and they live the poorest life in the world. Their whole dignity and manhood is taken away.

And this young man had not read anything, he simply heard some brahmin reciting the rigveda. Just hiding behind the trees out of curiosity, he was caught hold of, and when he was brought to Rama because he had committed this great crime, Rama told his people, "Melt some lead and pour it into both his ears, because he has heard the Veda, which is prohibited."

The man certainly died. When you pour burning lead into the ears, you cannot expect the man to remain alive. He fell dead then and there. And no Hindu questions it. Even people like Mahatma Gandhi just go on repeating the name of Rama; he is a god.

And this is the situation all over the world, with every religion.



I have looked in all nooks and corners, and except Zen I don't find any religious phenomenon which is absolutely pure and which has not committed a single crime against humanity.


It has only contributed more beauty and more grace and more love and more meditativeness.

So it is perfectly good, Coleman; enjoy the poetry, but don't think that these poetries are coming out of enlightenment. They have not even heard the word enlightenment. No word exists in Persian, in Urdu, in Arabic, equivalent to enlightenment. They have "God realization," realization of the beloved ― but the beloved is separate from you.

The whole point is that even if you find a god which is separate from you, millions of others must have found him before. You will be in a crowd. And what are you going to do when you meet God? ― say, "Hello, how are you"? There is nothing much in just meeting ― you will look embarrassed and God will look embarrassed: Now what to do with this Professor Coleman? "It was very good... you were doing good translations, but why have you come here?" Now don't do any such thing, creating any embarrassment for God



There exists no God. What exists is godliness, and that godliness surrounds you. We are all in the same ocean.


An ancient story is: A young, very philosophical-minded fish asked other fish, "We have heard so much about the ocean; where is it? I want to meet the ocean."
Everybody shrugged their shoulders; they said, "We have also heard about the ocean, but we don't know where it is."
An old fish took the boy aside and told him, "There is no other ocean anywhere. We are in it. We are born in it, we live in it, we die in it. This is the ocean."

And I say unto you, the same is true with us. We are born in godliness, we live in godliness, we die in godliness. Just one thing has to be remembered: either you can pass through this tremendous experience of life asleep, or fully awakened.

Meditation is the only way to make you aware. And once you are fully aware, all around is the ocean of godliness. The very life, the very consciousness is divine. It expresses in all the forms ― in the roses and in the lotuses and in the birds and in the trees. Wherever life is, it is nothing but godliness. We are living in the ocean of godliness. So don't search anywhere. Just look within, because that is the closest point you can find.



Sufism is beautiful but is not the ultimate answer, and you should not stop at Sufism. It is a good training to begin with. End up with Zen.


And it is a great, surprising thing, that from the peaks of Zen you will be able to understand Sufism more than you can understand by living in the Sufi circles. Some distance is needed, and Zen gives you the distance. From that distance you can witness all the religions. What are they doing? ― playing games, beautiful games, but games are games after all.

You are asking, "What do the burning and the fire have to do with my own enlightenment?" Nothing at all. You are enlightened in this very moment; just enter silently into your own being. Find the center of your being and you have found the center of the whole universe. We are separate on the periphery but we are one at the center. I call this the buddha experience.

Unless you become a buddha ― and remember, it is the poverty of language that I have to say "Unless you become...." You already are. So I have to say, unless you recognize, unless you remember what you have forgotten....

Every child in its innocence knows, and every child goes astray because of so much knowledge being poured in by the parents, by the priests, by the teachers. Soon the child's innocence is completely covered with all kinds of bullshit.

The whole effort of meditation is to cut through all the dust that society has poured upon you and just to find that small buddha-nature you were born with. The day you find the buddha-nature you were born with, the circle is complete. You have again become innocent.

Socrates in his last days said, "When I was young I thought I knew much. As I became older I started thinking I knew everything. But as I became still older and my consciousness became sharper, I suddenly realized I don't know anything."

It is a beautiful story that in Greece there is ― used to be, now it is ruins ― the temple of Delphi. And the oracle of the temple of Delphi declared that Socrates was the wisest man in the whole world. The people who had known Socrates rushed to tell him, "The oracle has declared you the wisest man in the world!"
Socrates said, "The oracle for the first time is wrong. I know nothing."
The people were very much in a puzzle. They went back to Delphi and told the oracle, "You say he is the wisest man and he says he knows nothing."
The oracle said, "That's why he is the wisest man in the world. He has again become a child. He has come back home."

Osho, Rinzai: Master of the Irrational, Number 8

Gulon mein Rang bhare

This song is from the movie Sikander...shayad release nahi hui abhi..but really really beautiful track..there are two versions of the songs..this one is supbeat version..sung beautifully by KK..enjoy this..

Gulon mein Rang bhare
Baad-e-naubahaar chale

Gulon mein Rang bhare
Badlon bahar chale
Chale bhi aao
Ki Gulshan ka
Karobar Chale

Badlon bahar chale
Karobar Chale

Gulon mein Rang bhare
Baad-e-naubahaar chale
Chale bhi aao
Ke Gulshan ka
Karobar Chale

Tum kho na jana
Kahin bhooli hui yaadon ke sehar mein
Hum tum milegne, Milenge rango aur phoolon ke safar mein
EK kahani meri kho gai Mulakatein phir se ho gai

Ja muskhilon se kaho
Hum safar guzar chale
Chale bhi aao
Ke Gulshan ka
Karobar Chale



Tumne dikhayen
Dikhayen Naye naye suraj naye chaman
Chahe andheri
Dono ki chandani chura ki laya gulshan
Aise guzari amavas dhar se
Roshani ko chand bhi tarse
Mere sehar mein hawa kash bar bar chale
Chale bhi aao
Ke Gulshan ka
Karobar Chale

Baad-e-naubahaar chale
Karobar Chale

Gulon mein Rang bhare
Baad-e-naubahaar chale
Chale bhi aao
Ke Gulshan ka
Karobar Chale



Gulon mein Rang bhare

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

rishtaa ye kaisaa hai naataa ye kaisaa hai

I found this very nice piece while searching for sumthing which could express a bit of myself..and i am relieved a bit...



rishtaa ye kaisaa hai naataa ye kaisaa hai
pahachaan jis se nahii thii kabhii
apanaa banaa hai vahii ajanabii
rishtaa ye kaisaa hai naataa ye kaisaa hai

tumhe dekhate hii rahuu main
mere saamane yuu hii baiThe raho tum
karuu dil kii baaten main Khaamoshiyo.n se
aur apane labon se na kuchh bhii kaho tum

ye rishtaa hai kaisaa ye naataa hai kaisaa
tere tan kii Khushbuu bhii lagatii hai apanii
ye kaisii lagan hai ye kaisaa milan hai
tere dil kii dhaDakan bhii lagatii hai apanii

tumhen paake mahasuus hotaa hai aise
ke jaise kabhii ham judaa hii nahiin the
ye maanaa ke jismon ke ghar to naye hain
magar hai puraane ye ba.Ndhan dilon ke
rishtaa ye kaisaa hai naataa ye kaisaa hai

Monday, March 2, 2009

Kabhi Tum Nahin The..kabhi tum nahi the...

This song is so beautiful that i couldnot resist in posting it...so touching..jus feel Alka Yagnik's voice...

Pyaar Ke Liye
Char Pal Kam Nahin The
Pyaar Ke Haseen
Kab Ye Mausam Nahin The
Kabhi Tum Nahin The
Kabhi Hum Nahin The

Ye Din Barsoon Ke Baad Aaya
Kuch Tumhein, Kuch Humein, Yaad Aaya
Kasak Phir Ye Dil Mein Uthi Hai
Honton Pe Baat Aa Ke Ruki Hai
Kabhi Itne Majboor To Hum Nahin The

Agar Tum Ye Dil Maang Le Te
Jaan-e-man, Hum Tumhein Jaan De Te
Tumhein Kaise Hum Bhool Jaate
Mar Ke Bhi Tum Hamein Yaad Aate
Tumhein Hai Pataa Bewaffa Hum Nahin The



- - Pyar Ke Liye -Dil kya kare
Found at bee mp3 search engine

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Life is like a chilling sunshine....

This brilliant ghazal is a gem of Jagjit Singh..written by Javed Akhtar..as i was listening to it, bas dil kiya and i translated that...i hope i maintain the same impact..to feel the vibe hearing it is a must...otherwise it wont be able to strike the right cord..

Tumko dekhaa to ye kayaal aayaa zindagii dhuup tum ghanaa saayaa
As I see you...and as i saw you,
a thought came, life is a chilling sunshine and you happens to be its shade...


aaj phir dil ne ek tamannaa kii
aaj phir dil ko hamane samajhaayaa zindagii dhuup tum ghanaa saayaa...
Today, once again my heart has wished something..
today, once again i had to console it...life is like a chilling sunshine and you happens to be its much awaited shade


tum chale jaaoge to sochenge
hamane kyaa khoyaa- hamane kyaa paayaa zindagii dhuup tum ghanaa saayaa...
if u leave me then i will think..(now i can't afford that..and i can't even imagine!!)
what i have lost, whati have found...life is like a chilling sunshine and you happens to be its much awaited shade


ham jise gunagunaa nahii n sakate
vaqt ne aisaa giit kyuu n gaayaa zindagii
dhuup tum ghanaa saayaa...
the lovely tune which i can't even hummm..
why time has sung that tune...life is like a chilling sunshine and you happens to be its much awaited shade...

Silence....

What is the difference between a real silence and a false silence?

A false silence is always forced; through effort it is achieved. It is not spontaneous, it has not happened to you. You have made it happen. You are sitting silently and there is much inner turmoil. You suppress it and then you cannot laugh. You will become sad because laughter will be dangerous -- if you laugh you will lose silence, because in laughter you cannot suppress. Laughter is against suppression. If you want to suppress you should not laugh; if you laugh everything will come out. The real will come out in laughter, and the unreal will be lost.



So whenever you see a saint sad, know well the silence is false. He cannot laugh, he cannot enjoy, because he is afraid. If he laughs everything will be broken, the suppression will come out, and then he will not be able to suppress. Look at small children. Guests come to your home and you tell the children, "Don't laugh!" -- what do they do? They close their mouths and suppress their breath, because if they don't suppress their breath then laughter will come out. It will be difficult. They don't look anywhere, because if they look at something they forget. So they close their eyes, or almost close their eyes, and they suppress their breath.

If you suppress, your breath cannot be deep. Laughter needs a deep breath; if you laugh, a deep breath will be released. That's why nobody is breathing deeply, just shallow breathing, because much has been suppressed in your childhood and after it you cannot breathe deeply. If you go deeper you will become afraid. Sex has been suppressed through breath, laughter has been suppressed through breath, anger has been suppressed through breath. Breath is a mechanism to suppress or release -- hence my insistence on chaotic breathing, because if you breathe chaotically, then laughter, screaming, everything will come up and all your suppressions will be thrown out. They cannot be thrown out in another way, because breathing, breath, is the way you have suppressed them.

Try to suppress anything: what will you do? You will not breathe deeply; you will breathe shallowly, you will breathe just from the upper part of the lungs. You will not go deeper because deeper it is suppressed. In the belly, everything is suppressed. So when you really laugh the belly vibrates; hence, Buddha's big-bellied portraits. The belly is relaxed, and then the stomach is not a suppressed reservoir. If you see a saint sad, sadness is there, but the saint is not there. He has stilled himself somehow and is every moment afraid. Anything can disturb him.

Nothing can disturb if real silence has happened. Then everything helps it to grow. If you are really silent you can sit in a market, and even the market cannot disturb it. Rather, you feed on the noise of the market and that noise becomes more silence in you. Really, to feel silence a market is needed -- because if you have real silence, then the market becomes the background and the silence becomes perfect in contrast. You can feel the inner silence bubbling against the market.

There is no need to go to the Himalayas. And if you go, what will you see? Against the silence of the Himalayas your mind will be chattering. Then you will feel more chattering, because the background is in silence. The background is the silence, and you will feel more chattering.
If the real happens to you and you are unafraid, it cannot be taken away. Nothing can disturb it. And when I say nothing, I mean nothing -- nothing can disturb it. And if something does, it is forced, it is cultivated; somehow you have managed it. But a managed silence is not silence, it is just like a managed love.

The world is so mad. The parents, the teachers and the moralists are so mad and insane that they teach children to love. Mothers say to their children, "I am your mother, love me," -- as if the child can do something to love. What can the child do? The husband goes on saying to the wife, "I am your husband, love me," as if love is a duty, as if love is something which can be done. Nothing can be done. Only one thing can be done -- you can pretend. And once you learn how to pretend love, you have missed. Your whole life will go wrong. Then you will go on pretending that you love. Then you will smile and pretend; then you will laugh and pretend. Then everything is false. Then you will sit silently and pretend; then you will meditate and pretend. Pretension becomes the style of your life.

Don't pretend. Let the real come out. If you can wait and be patient enough, when the pretensions have dropped the real will be waiting there to explode. Catharsis is to drop the pretenses. Don't look at what the other is saying because that is how you have pretended, how you have been pretending.
You cannot love -- either it is there or not -- but the mother says, "Because I am your mother..." and the father says, "I am your father..."and the teacher says, "I am your teacher, therefore love me," -- as if love is a logical thing.
"I am your mother, therefore love me." What will the child do? You are creating such problems for the child that he cannot conceive of what to do. He can pretend. he can say, "Yes, I love you." And once the child loves his mother as a duty, he will become incapable of loving any woman. Then the wife will come and it will be a duty; then the children will come and it will be a duty; then the whole life will become a duty. It cannot be a celebration, you cannot laugh, you cannot enjoy. It is a burden to be carried. This is what has happened to you. It is a misfortune, but if you understand it you can drop it.

This is the key -- the inner part of it is silence, and the outer part of the key is celebration, laughter. Be festive and silent. Create more and more possibility around you -- don't force the inner to be silent, just create more and more possibility around you so that the inner silence can flower in it. That's all we can do. We can put the seed in the soil, but we cannot force the plant to come out. We can create the situation, we can protect, we can give fertilizer to the soil, we can water, we can see whether the sunrays reach or not, or how much sunrays are needed, whether more or less. We can avoid dangers, and wait in a prayerful mood. We cannot do anything else. Only the situation can be created.

That's what I mean when I tell you to meditate. Meditation is just a situation; silence is not going to be the consequence of it. No, meditation is just creating the soil, the surrounding, preparing the ground. The seed is there, it is always there; you need not put in the seed, the seed has always been with you. That seed is Brahma; that seed is atma. -- that seed is you. Just create the situation and the seed will become alive. It will sprout and a plant will be born, and you will start growing.

Meditation doesn't lead you to silence; meditation only creates the situation in which the silence happens. And this should be the criterion -- that whenever silence happens laughter will come into your life. A vital celebration will happen all around. You will not become sad, you will not become depressed, you will not escape from the world. You will be here in this world, but taking the whole thing as a game, enjoying the whole thing as a beautiful game, a big drama, no longer serious about it.
Seriousness is a disease.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

What is life 's meanng???

Today I am a bit confused about a simple question. This question was zooming in my head for quite a few time but I dont know why i was avoiding it. May be I lacked guts in having a face to face encounter with it. Hmmmm...so the question is "What really one wants in life??"...Although i have always try to find the answer in my encounter with life but some recent events have kindled the spark again which i thought was blown off. It certainly doesn't signify that I have a bad experince with these recent happenings but they are really an eye opener for me for instance, I have got my offer letter and I am beginnng to understand the true nature of love, through a special person, who thinks the time is not ripe yet, but amidst all these the question stll awaits for its answer or atleast a realization of its existence



Is it really rotting written words, as our education system provides us, just to be competent enough to earn a living. And in turn, become an eligible bachelor, ready for matrimony. Or is it always living on the edge, outsmarting others in our sight.

I wonder, if there is an invisible hand working always, taking care of the tids n bits, which we leave as we progress in life. And sometimes we stop to see, and wonder, what has taken us to the point, where we are standing right now...
Sometimes, i feel like running from all this hustle n bustle..but where and most importantly from whom..there is always a helping hand...but I dont know why..I am not able to hold it....may be I am not able to see it...or not being able to reach for it..
There are times when my acts do intrude some forbidden territory, or when I am simply stumped to decide whats really going on..May be something is holding me back..something which is making me go round and round...."I need someone to help me out..."..this is what my soul conveys..but my mind simply refutes it....hmmmm....in this fight..i simply sit aside..and want to see who triumphs...

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Death..and mourning...

In response to a seeker's question Osho explains the mourning and its relevance.
Yesterday I heard that my friend had died. Yet as I wept, I found myself giving thanks for the sweetness of life. Is there a place for mourning?

Osho:




IF YOU HAVE LOVED SOMEBODY, really loved, and you didn't miss an opportunity to love, THEN THERE IS NO PLACE FOR MOURNING because then there is no repentance. You never postponed anything, death cannot destroy anything. If you postpone, then death destroys. For example: you love somebody but you say, 'I will love tomorrow,' and that's what you go on saying. You go on imagining tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow. You go on postponing: you fight today, you will love tomorrow. You are angry here-now, you will love tomorrow. You go on postponing.

THEN ONE DAY SUDDENLY DEATH COMES. AND IT IS ALWAYS SUDDEN; it gives no hint that it is coming. The foot sounds are never heard, the footsteps can never he guessed. It always comes suddenly, catches you unawares, and the friend is gone, the lover is gone, the beloved is gone; the mother, the father, the brother is gone. Then there is mourning because death destroys tomorrow, and you were depending on tomorrow; now there will be no tomorrow. Now you cannot postpone, and the person is gone. Now you feel a deep repentance; out of that repentance mourning arises. You are not weeping for the friend who is gone, you are weeping for yourself, for the wasted opportunity.

IF YOU REALLY LOVE, AND LOVE HERE-NOW, DEATH CANNOT TAKE ANYTHING FROM YOU. I say to you: death may even become an opportunity, an opening, a new door.

You loved the friend when he was visible, and YOU LOVED HIM SO DEEPLY THAT YOU STARTED FEELING THROUGH YOUR LOVE, THE INVISIBLENESS OF HIM. Then death takes the body. Now even that gross element body is no more there to hinder. Now love can flow totally. You may even feel thankful to death.

You were already discovering the spiritual dimension of your beloved, lover, friend, and now death has taken the last obstacle. Now you can see through and through. DEATH HAS GIVEN YOU AN OPPORTUNITY TO SEE WHETHER YOU REALLY LOVED OR NOT. Because if love's eyes cannot penetrate that much so that you can see that which is not body, that which is beyond matter, that which is invisible, then it is not love. Then those eyes may be of something else, but not of love. LOVE ALWAYS REVEALS THE GOD IN THE OTHER; that's the definition of love. If it reveals the God in the other only then it is love, otherwise it is not. You will be crying and weeping and mourning, and will you be thinking that you are weeping for the friend who has gone? No, you are weeping for yourself, you are crying for yourself.

I would like to tell a very famous story:

King Pyrrhus of Epirus was asked by his friend Cyneas, 'Sir, if you conquer Rome, what will you do next?'
Pyrrhus replied, 'Sicily is nearby and will be easy to take.'
'And what will you do after Sicily?' Cyneas asked.
'Then we will pass over to Africa and plunder Carthage.'
'And after Carthage, sir?'
'Greece.'
Cyneas enquired, 'And what do you expect as a reward from all these victories?'
'Then,' said Pyrrhus, 'we can sit down and enjoy ourselves.'
'Can we not,' suggested Cyneas, 'enjoy ourselves now?'

IF YOU CAN ENJOY YOURSELF NOW, THEN THERE WILL BE NO MOURNING, EVER. I am not saying that you will not become sad when a friend departs, but there will be no mourning. And that sadness will have a beauty of its own, a depth, a silence that always comes when you encounter death. That sadness will be very meditative. It will reveal something within you that life could not reveal. Life remains superficial; just like laughter, it remains superficial. Death is very deep, like sadness.

But sadness is not mourning, sadness has its own delight; sadness is not sorrow, sadness is simply depth. Sadness means that thinking has stopped. How can you think in front of death? Thinking may be useful in life. Life may need your thinking because cunningness, cleverness is needed; but what is the point of thinking in front of death? If you are sad that simply means that suddenly the thinking has stopped; the death has been a shock -- you are stripped to your very depth. You cannot laugh, but there is a subtle delight in it, a silence, a sacred silence. The vulgarity of life is gone, AND DEATH HAS OPENED A NEW DOOR; THE DOOR OF THE BEYOND. You will feel thankful towards death. But this is possible only if you live now. If this moment is lived in its total intensity, in its utter wholeness, only then it is possible.

DON'T GO ON POSTPONING. Tomorrow, tomorrow -- drop that word from your vocabulary! Tomorrow does not exist, it CANNOT exist; it is not in the nature of things. Only this day exists.

That is why Jesus says in his prayer, 'God, give us our daily bread.' The meaning is: today is enough, we don't ask for tomorrow; give us our daily bread. It has nothing to do with bread, it has something to do with the present and how to live it: GIVE US THE CAPACITY TO LIVE HERE AND NOW. Then there is no mourning. Sadness will be there, but that is as it should be. When somebody departs you feel sad, but in that sadness soon you will discover a door: you have fallen to your own depth.

This is what has happened. 'Yesterday I heard that my friend had died, yet as I wept I found myself giving thanks for the sweetness of life. Is there a place for mourning?'

Don't feel guilty. In fact, this is how it should be. If you have loved the friend you will feel deep thankfulness; not any complaint against death but just a gratefulness for life, for its sweetness....

Saturday, February 14, 2009

The acomodador

This article I came across as I was reading the book THE ZAHIR by Paulo Coelho. I am presenting it as it is before giving my views on this.
“I started leafing through it and suddenly I read something that surprises me:

The acomodador or giving-up point: there is always an event in our lives that is responsible for us failing to progress: a trauma, a particularly bitter defeat, a disappointment in love, even a victory that we did not quiet understands, can make cowards of us and prevents us from moving on. As part of the process of increasing his hidden powers, the shaman must first free himself from that giving-up point and, to do so, he must review his whole life and find out where it occurred.”




What the author has tried to convey is that, sometimes in our lives we come to a point where the pace of life seems to be halting or sometimes comes to a standstill, and leave us wondering whether what we are striving is really worthy?
It has happened with me more than once. for instance, when I started learning Guitar, initially I progressed reasonably well and I was contented with my progress but suddenly I realized that my companions are making far better music, so something urged me to stop and I surrendered to that and now I feel that I could have progressed farther than that.
The reason I am sharing this is that same feeling I am having now-a-days. This time it is concerning something more phenomenal and concerning.
The acomodador or giving-up point has arrived and now I have to make a choice whether to stop altogether or to keep moving as I have been looked upon by someone.
I take this as a sign: my reading this book, and pondering over this particular article, something is falling is its place and showing me the way, as what to do. I know that it involves substantial risk and anguish but I decide to stand up this time and face the reality and stop being a coward of the circumstances, as the question is not of acceptance or denial, its of trust, its of respect and above all its of Love….

Meditation..the lost way

Meditation has always been a subject of great interest and thus confusion.A lot has been said and preached about it..but still there are a hell lot of questions to be answered..thus i am compelled to share the treasure which i am fortunate to possess..These are 112 techniques of meditation explained by OSHO in his BOOK OF SECRETS.I will be posting them one by one as i grasp them...so u can choose whatever u feel apt to ur personality..

SHIVA REPLIES:
RADIANT ONE, THIS EXPERIENCE MAY DAWN BETWEEN TWO BREATHS.
AFTER BREATH COMES IN (DOWN) AND JUST BEFORE TURNING UP (OUT) --
THE BENEFICENCE.
That is the technique:
RADIANT ONE, THIS EXPERIENCE MAY DAWN BETWEEN TWO BREATHS.
After breath comes in -- that is, down -- and just before turning out -- that is, going up --
THE BENEFICENCE. Be aware between these two points, and the happening. When your breath comes in, observe. For a single moment, or a thousandth part of a moment, there is no breathing -- before it turns up, before it turns outward. One breath comes in; then there is a certain point and breathing stops. Then the breathing goes out. When the breath goes out, then again for a single moment, or a part of a moment, breathing stops.
Then breathing comes in.
Before the breath is turning in or turning out, there is a moment when you are not breathing. In that moment the happening is possible, because when you are not breathing you are not in the world. Understand this: when you are not breathing you are dead; you ARE still, but dead. But the moment is of such a short duration that you never observe it.
For tantra, each outgoing breath is a death and each new breath is a rebirth. Breath coming in is rebirth; breath going out is death. The outgoing breath is synonymous with death; the incoming breath is synonymous with life. So with each breath you are dying and being reborn. The gap between the two is of a very short duration, but keen, sincere observation and attention will make you feel the gap. If you can feel the gap, Shiva says,
THE BENEFICENCE. Then nothing else is needed.
You are blessed, you have known; the thing has happened.
You are not to train the breath. Leave it just as it is. Why such a simple technique? It looks so simple. Such a simple technique to know the truth? To know the truth means to know that which is neither born nor dies, to know that eternal element which is always.
You can know the breath going out, you can know the breath coming in, but you never know the gap between the two.
Try it. Suddenly you will get the point -- and you can get it; it is already there. Nothing is to be added to you or to your structure, it is already there. Everything is already there except a certain awareness. So how to do this? First, become aware of the breath coming in. Watch it. Forget everything, just watch breath coming in -- the very passage.
When the breath touches your nostrils, feel it there. Then let the breath move in. Move with the breath fully consciously. When you are going down, down, down with the breath, do not miss the breath. Do not go ahead and do not follow behind, just go with it.
Remember this: do not go ahead, do not follow it like a shadow; be simultaneous with it. Breath and consciousness should become one. The breath goes in -- you go in. Only then will it be possible to get the point which is between two breaths. It will not be easy. Move in with the breath, then move out with the breath: in-out, in-out.

Buddha tried particularly to use this method, so this method has become a Buddhist method. In Buddhist terminology it is known as Anapanasati Yoga. And Buddha's enlightenment was based on this technique -- only this.



All the religions of the world, all the seers of the world, have reached through some technique or other, and all those techniques will be in these one hundred and twelve techniques. This first one is a Buddhist technique. It has become known in the world as a Buddhist technique because Buddha attained his enlightenment through this technique.
Buddha said, "Be aware of your breath as it is coming in, going out -- coming in, going out." He never mentions the gap because there is no need. Buddha thought and felt that if you become concerned with the gap, the gap between two breaths, that concern may disturb your awareness. So he simply said, "Be aware. When the breath is going in move with it, and when the breath is going out move with it. Do simply this: going in, going out, with the breath." He never says anything about the latter part of the technique.
The reason is that Buddha was talking with very ordinary men, and even that might create a desire to attain the interval. That desire to attain the interval will become a barrier to awareness, because if you are desiring to get to the interval you will move ahead. Breath will be coming in, and you will move ahead because you are interested in the gap which is going to be in the future.

Buddha never mentions it, so Buddha's technique is just half.
But the other half follows automatically. If you go on practicing breath consciousness, breath awareness, suddenly, one day, without knowing, you will come to the interval.
Because as your awareness will become keen and deep and intense, as your awareness will become bracketed -- the whole world is bracketed out; only your breath coming in or going out is your world, the whole arena for your consciousness -- suddenly you are bound to feel the gap in which there is no breath.
When you are moving with breath minutely, when there is no breath, how can you remain unaware? You will suddenly become aware that there is no breath, and the moment will come when you will feel that the breath is neither going out nor coming in. The breath has stopped completely. In that stopping, THE BENEFICENCE.
This one technique is enough for millions. The whole of Asia tried and lived with this technique for centuries. Tibet, China, Japan, Burma, Thailand, Ceylon -- the whole of Asia except India has tried this technique. Only one technique and thousands and thousands have attained enlightenment through it. And this is only the first technique.
But unfortunately, because the technique became associated with Buddha's name, Hindus have been trying to avoid it. Because it became more and more known as a Buddhist method, Hindus have completely forgotten it.

And not only that, they have also tried to avoid it for another reason. Because this technique is the first technique mentioned by Shiva, many Buddhists have claimed that this book, VIGYANA BHAIRAVA TANTRA, is a Buddhist book, not a Hindu book.
It is neither Hindu nor Buddhist -- a technique is just a technique. Buddha used it, but it was there already to be used. Buddha became a buddha, an enlightened one, because of the technique. The technique preceded Buddha; the technique was already there. Try it. It is one of the most simple techniques -- simple compared to other techniques; I am not saying simple for you. Other techniques will be more difficult. That is why it is
mentioned as the first technique.

Intezaar....





Intezaar hai aaj phir tumhaare aane ka,
badal rha hai rang aasman phir,
kuch mithaas abhi bhi rakhi hai honthon par
pichli mulakaaton ki..

jehen se nikalta hi nai
tumhaare saath hone ka ehsaas..
wo sare lamhe, aa baithte hain paas mere,
aur gungunate hain halki si dhun
mere kaano me...jo tum bunte ho apne khwabon me.

tumhaari nazar abhi bhi rakhi hai,
mere saaye me,
thodi jhuki si...mere ishaare par..
bahut khawaishen tairti hain,

jaanta hun hal-e-dil tumhara bhi main,
wo sabhi lafz jo tumne samet liye us ek din
chubte hain nashtar se mujhe bhi...

jo daayra bun liya hai tumne apne chaaron taraf,
usme kahan kaid ho sakega ,
wo har lamha...
wo har sukun jo hamne milkar baanta tha..

par phir bhi ek...
na-mumkin yakeen hai,
koi khidki to rakhi hogi..tumne khuli,
jis-se paigaam aa sake, us lau ka,
jo jal rahi hai dono taraf..

armaan nahi hai tumhe dag-magaane ka,
rahega har saath mera nibhaane ko,
har waada, jo le aaye tumhe kuch aur kareeb..
kabhi nikalna chaho is daayre se bahar kuch der to..
milunga baitha tumhe,
usi mod par...jahan chod gaye the tum...