The fall Of the Heroes

The 2007 Defeat would be worth the national pain if we manage to underline two collective failings:(a) an almost civilisational inability to distinguish between the ridiculous from the sublime (b) a visceral disinclination to realise that the external world will not lower its standards just to accommodate our mediocrity

courtesy The Hindu 27 march 2007

My Angel

My Angel....

You are my shining sun

my glowing stars ,my precious moon

you're my beautiful,bright red

fragrant rose in june

My heart beats with thoughts of you

engraved in my soul

I think of you and how

you make my heart whole

Come to me my angel;wrap me

up in your sweet embrace

let me hold you in my sweet strength

let me glow in your grace

would happily walk through desert

sands to lie in your arms

would climb the highest mountain

to reach your glowing charms

My heart craving to affectionately

arouse your desire

yearning to melt within your soul's

warm passionate fire

oh how your sweet euphoric words

drive my heart wild

your words leave me senseless,

like an adolescent child.

I yearn to soar with you

to the clouds up above

hoping to be taken there

on the wings of your love

The affection I have for u

will forever be in my heart

till the day we meet and from there

we will never part

© rahuljha

woh....

Kaise bhule unhe ke har Guftegu mein zikr unka zubaan pe aa jata hai
kahan khode unhe ke raahon me dil ke unka makaan aa jaata hai
© rahuljha

tum.....

tere intezaar se apna dard hai
aur tere pyar se apni khushi
jab tu nahin to khamoshi hai
aur jab tu hai to hasi
© rahuljha

dhuan..

hum dhuen me hawa dhoondhte the
jaane khud ko kahan dhoondte the
sab kuch to tha wahin kahin
jisko jab hum jahan dhoondte the
© rahuljha

Cricket or The Lack of it .... My Friction theory

The surprise losses of India and Pakistan in the current world cup , that too in the first week itself , after some nice performances in the practice matches , makes us wonder about far too many things. there are two things to be taken note of here, first the age old saying never under estimate your enemy and there is no other thing. With all due credits to Bangladesh and Ireland for the wins , but still I believe both the teams lost because of being over confident. Though Pakistan should have been more prepared after having already suffered a loss but Indians don't have reasons to be less prepared either.

Well leave aside all this , most of you know me and you know that I do not write conventional things so coming back to what I am good at.

So I give my theory of friction . In my mind i think change is the only permanent thing. Nothing knew in it.. na.. but there is. The only thing which is always there is Friction. Sometimes less sometimes more , but it will be there and it affects you for sure. Here comes the difference between a losers and the ones who stand out. There are two things you can do about friction either you ignore it or you fight it . If you ignore it , the only thing that will happen is you will go weak , you will go down and down till you are out. But if you fight friction either you succeed in fighting it or you fail .If You succeed in fighting it then only thing that will happen is you will win . If you fail to fight in the fight , you will fight again or ignore . If you ignore it , the only thing that will happen is you will go weak , you will go down and down till you are out. If you fight the whole chain repeats. Now the losers will be the one who go down and out no matter after how many attempts of fighting friction but the ones who stand out will fight it till the day die and keep succeeding and fighting again with newer frictions.

The current lot of cricketers have been fighting friction for a long while and now it seems that either they have grown old or they have lost the urge to fight friction . And the moment you find "loss of urge" there is another friction :P.

There is a saying that you should keep improving or you will get worse. This is also an instance of my friction theory . I leave it for you to think..

Just before I started writing this post I saw the news on Tv that Bob Woolmer the pakistani coach passed away in Jamaica. Well the man was a icon in himself . The reasons for his death are not known . But I feel sorry for his death. May his soul rest in peace. I pray to God to give strength and peace of mind to his family and friends.

Some other reports of some miscreants who called themselves supporters of Indian cricket vandalising things related to Indian cricketers. well I am not sure they are justified in doing that they are surely not fans they are fanatics. Has there been a team who has been unlucky or an under performer in cricket world cups than South Africa but have we ever seen the fans of SA fighting their cricketers or scaring them.

Cricket is just a game and in a game one has to lose cause other has to win. And nothing comes to an end with a loss and not everything is achieved after a win. In both the cases You have to keep working as my friction theory says ..

Is this all what cricket is about ??

chale gaye tum kahaan

kahan chale gaye tum hume chod ke
tanhaai me humse moonh mod ke

tum the humare saaye ki tarah..
chale gaye andhere mein hume akela chhod ke
© rahuljha

some more

kabhi mujh se bhi mera pata poocho
hawa me hai kyun nasha poocho
jaa rahe ho hume dard deke
par hai kya is dard ki koi dawa poocho


kaanpte tere hothon ko chu loon
apne hothon se ek baar
aur kah doon tujhse
bas tujhse karta hoon main pyar ...


kuch bol tu hum saath dete hai
tere lafzo ko apni aawaz dete hai
aaj ek khushi ki khabar di hai tune
chal tujhe bhi khushi ki shaugaat dete hai

© rahuljha

Tanha Hum!!!

pal pal karke beet jaayenge din
lamha lamha gujar jaayengi raaten
sham savere tanha baitha
kisse karoonga main kaisi baaten

Rango ki diwali

rang do rang rangili dharti
rang do neela aasmaan
aur rang do sab ko aise rang me
khush ho jaaye saara jahan

isko rang do usko rang do
rang do har dhadkan ko
khushi ke ranngo se tum rang do
bachpan aur pachpan ko

lal se laali faila do
hare se hariyaali
rang ke sang mil jaaye sab
rango ki ho jaaye diwali
© rahuljha