Sacha Dost

Khushi ke samay jo tumhe sabse jyada sataye,
Aur dukh me jo tumhe kabhi chhod ke na jaye,
Jinda hone ka jo tumhe ehsaas dilaye,
Meri nazaar me wo sacha dost kehlaye...

Do-Do ghante bas tumhari bakwaas sunta jaye,
Kuch na kahe, bas mand-mand muskaaye,
Tumhe neend aa sake, isliye apni raat lagaye,
Meri nazaar me wo sacha dost kehlaye...

Gazab ka rishta jise koi samajh na paye,
Ek ko roshni dene k liye jaise dursa jal jaye,
Ek ki ik muskaan pe wo sab kuch fanaa kar jaye,
Meri nazaar me wo sacha dost kehlaye...

Ek ke dard me dusra karhaye
Bina shabdon ke istemaal ke, ek dusre ki baat samajh jayen,
Chahe kai din mulakaat na ho, par jarurat par tumhe hamesha saath paye,
Meri Nazar Me....
Wo Sacha DOst Kehlaye...


ADIOS
ConceptADI

“THE ONE WHO HAS IT, WILL GET IT.”

There is a saying. “the one who has it will get it”. But is this true? Is this valid everywhere? Or is there something called luck. Let us define what luck is first, by definition it is “the state of happening by chance”. What is this chance and what is the weight of the capabilities you have? Does these failures make you weak or strong. I think no one will say they make you weak. Or practically i’ll say they make you weak until you succeed , and after you succeed they make you stronger? Yes this is true but a person needs the strength in the times he is not succeeding. So what the fuck is the use of that strength afterwards? Is it just to keep as a showpiece or is it really useful, definitely not at that time. It is for the times to come. For the future. One may not feel it at that time but later IT IS OF USE, FOR SURE.

Now back to the topic. “The one who has it gets it”. But is it the one who has it gets it first? I don’t think so.

I don’t think god as an arbitrageur . i don’t think that he speculates think he is a very calculative player and he is a long term investor. Do not laugh. I was just sittin gin on eof the fucking classes and i just got this idea and wrote it. You see every part of life, everything is long term. From brain to hands to legs to sex, everything is planned for a long term profit and there is no use of thinking of getting a short term profit.

All this is not the just a theory or this is not just to get the minds of the unplaced relax. All this is a thought and you have full right to agree or disagree.

People say that if you come first then you are the best, but we all know that its just the day on which the race is happening that the person is the best, or it even might be the case that the best man was not ready or not fully prepared or its just that a 400m race person might not be good in a 100m race as he knows when to accelerate in the end.

Not questioning the abilities of all those who got placed but we all agree that the best ones are still to get placed. We all agree that they will do well but its just that we are not able to understand their performance in the present time.

I say that its just the long term that we should consider and not the short term and 5 years or 10 years down the line i think that everyone among us will be where we all deserve to be, working our best happily (the last part is a dream).

We all are good in our own different way, i know many of us adn i can say that everyone, visible to others or not, has a unique characterstics which the others might not know.

Everyone of us has it in them to get placed and do well in any company in which we go in, and if this is the case, move into the industry we love at a later time…

We just have to believe in us and just go for it and perform to our bets level with full confidence, we will get what we deserve, and if not now in a long term.

So just have confidence in you and perform to the best of your level, have faith in good, as we are his assets and he doesn’t know how to lose in an investment.

ALWAYS REMEMBER – “THE ONE WHO HAS IT, WILL GET IT.”
BEST OF LUCK!!!

ADIOS!!!
ConceptAdi...

Din-E-Deedar

Ik roz hum rah par chale ja rahe the,
Aur yaad unko kare ja rahe the…


Arsa hua hai unko chuye, arsa hua unko dekhe,
Ab to bas yaad hi saath hai, kuch jajbaat hi saath hain…



Tabhi meri nazar unpar padi, jinko sabhi log chand kehte hain,
Ye wo mashuqa hai jinhe umar bhar rakha gaya kaid, ik aise jail me,
Jahan ye sirf apne mehbub ka deedar hi kar sakte the.


Ye wo mashuqa hai jisne umar bhar intezaar kiya hai us din ka,
Ke jis din ye niklenge is kaid se aur aagosh me bhar lenge apne mashuq ko…


Lekin lagta hai aaj bechaini kuch jyada hai, jyada hi taao pakde baithi hai,
Aaj din-e-deedar hai, aam insaan jise apni jabaan me karwa-chauth kehte hain,


Jab hota hai ye alam, k apne mashuq ka chehra dekhe bagaer,
Koi mashuqa kuch halaq se nahi utarti…


Ye wo mashuqa hai, jisne dekha to hai apne mashuq ko magar,
Kasam khayi hai k chue bagaer khayenge nahi kuch…


Ye wo mashuqa hai jiska halaq sukha hai,
Gala baitha hai, mu me jabaan mano kho si gayi hai,
Magar jinda hai to sirf ek umeed pe k…


Aayega wo lamha, jab hum honge azaad,
Aayega wo lamha, jab hum honge saath,
Aayega wo lamha, jab dono apni hi ek duniya me kho jayenge,
Jab dono apni hi ik alag, adbhud si duniya basayenge...


Lekin aaj lamha-e-azadi nahi, sirf lamha-e-deedar hai,
Pure saal bhar me yahi to ek, is chand ki jindagi me tyohar hai,
Aaj hi ke din ik mashuqa apne mashuq ko dekhti hai is qadar,
Ke us mashuq k bagaer us mashuqa ka to jeena hi bekar hai,


Magar ye deedar-e-ishq sirf kuch hi ghanton ka hai,
Kyuki raat khatam hone ko hai,
Aur chand ke pass uske baad deedar-e-ishq ki,
Agle ek saal tak azadi nahi,
Kyuki ise kaid karne wala katei jajbati nahi...


Ye sab jab dekhte ja rahe the, ye sab jab sochte ja rahe the,
Tabhi ik ehsaas hua k, maana hume dard-e-dil to hai magar,
Ye us sailab ye bada nahi, jisse ye chand roz guzarta hai...
Jisse ye chand roz guzarta hai, jisse ye chand roz guzarta hai...

Kuch Aur Kadam

Koi Muskaan Khayalon Ke Bhavandar dabaye baithi hai,
Koi muskaan pyar ka samunder chupaye baithi hai...

Ye muskaan hoti hi aisi hai,
Jiske liye ho, use apna bana leti hai,
Jindagi ko Jindagi ka lakshya bana deti hai...

Dhundta hu me aisi kisi muskaan ko,
Jise apna keh sakun,
Jise apna sakun, aur sab keh sakun...

Phir kabhi sochta hu me,
Ke muskaan paayi nahi kamai jati hai,
Bina dukh, dard aur chinta ke, iski keemat nahi lagai jati hai...

Ye sabhi, ek dusre ke hisse hain,
Agar ek bhi na ho, to ye paheli adhuri paayi jati hai...

Is kudrat ne ye sab sabhi me baata hai,
Khushiyan har aangan me aati hain,
Dukh sabhi aakhon ko nam karte hain...

Kuch isi tarah har roz hum,
Is jindagi ke safar me kuch aur kadam,
Kuch aur kadam chalte hain...

Ishq

Ishq wo hai jo sabhi ko hota hai,
Ishq wo hai jisme har koi,
Kabhi na kabhi khota hai...


Ishq us ehsas ko kehte hain,
Ho hume kisi aur k liye hota hai,
Jab hamara dil kahe k agar wo na ho,
To is duniya me kisi aur ka,
Koi wajood nahi hota hai...


Aur agar wo hai to,
Bejan cheej me bhi,
Bhagwaan ka pratibimb hota...


Kisi ko Khushi, Kisi ko gam deta hai,
Koi ise jeeta hai, Koi ise sehta hai,
Magar koi bhi isse duur nahi rehta hai...


Har kisi ko ye kisi na kisi roop me milta hai,
Kisi ko sirf deedar, aur kisi ko milan ka sukh milta hai...


Par ek baat to manni padegi ke
Har chehre pe ye muskaan lata hai,
Har dil me khushi ki nadiyan bahata hai,


Ishq wo hai k chahe kisi ko rula hi de,
Par tab bhi, ye aansu...
Har koi rona chahta hai...
Har koi rona chahta hai...

ADIOS
ConceptADI

Dil - E - Karobaar

Dil ke aaine me hum jise dekhne de, wo asli dildaar hai,
Asli maaine me wohi wafa-e-bahar hai...


Hum jisse dil laga le, use koi maafi nahi milti,
Wo hamare dil ki kaed me jindagi bhar ke liye gunehgaar hai...


Jise hum dil dede, use apna bana hi lete hain,
Us ek ke samne ye sari duniya bekar hai...


Hum is puri duniya ko uspe nichavar karde,
Bas wo ek baar kahe to sahi k use bhi humse pyar hai...


Dard-e-samander ko jo hum dil me chupa kar baithe hain,
Ek baar bahar aaya to zalzala tayar hai...


Bas isi gum me ye dard chupa lete hain,
Ke is dard, in zakhamon ke, hum khud hi jimmevar hain...


Ek tarfa pyar ne aaj tak kisi ko sukun nahi diya.
Udharan k taur par hum khud hi pesh hain,
hum hi hain jiska dil, dil nahi shayad sirf, ek karobaar hai...

ADIOS
ConceptADI

The Right Attitude

Somethings in life are hard,

Somethings in life hurt.

Sometimes you emerge as a winner,

But sometimes you have to eat dirt…



You learn things throughout your life,

Doesn’t matter what you already know.

Sometimes you learn about fire,

Sometimes you learn about snow…



Many are born but,

Only some remain alive.

Very few enjoy the journey,

And most of them just “Survive”…



Some people remain lively,

And some remain quite.

Life teaches everyone a lesson,

All of us have a diet…



It is all about the ATTITUDE,

Every single being has.

Some want to learn,

Some want the learning to pass…



If you want to learn,

You will emerge as a winner.

If you don’t want to,

Your chances are slimmer…



As Bill Gates says:-

“It is life, and it is not fair”

Surviving is easy but to win,

You MUST have the flair…



A positive attitude can,

Take you far ahead.

You will be successful, and nothing,

Will be able to eat your head…



Every problem which comes,

There, a solution, would be.

A right Attitude can find,

Easy or Hard, it could be…



ADIOS

ConceptADI

IRREPLACABLE

When I asked you a question, and you said NO,
I had got no place, where I could go…

There were some things, I willfully tried,
But only thing that happened was, my brain got fried…

Replacing the 'Irreplaceable', was one of them,
Trying to find someone, to fill that vent…

I found her, when I looked around,
And with her, away I drowned…

Far far away, I wanted to go,
They were your memories, I wanted to let go…

Deep down, I wanted to go,
I wanted just her, throughout the show…

Forgot that irreplaceable, could never be replaced,
And at your place, no one else could be placed…

I woke up one day, to find all my efforts in vein,
Everything I did, was nothing more than a strain,
Was back from where I boarded the train,
I woke up one day, to find all my efforts in vein…

Once you love, it can never be undone,
You can shout, cry or be numb…

Irreplaceable is a name, not given just like that,
It means something to you, either good, or bad…

Someone really wrote this MASTERPIECE

Ways Australia can stop VVS Laxman

Posted by: jrod
on Oct 5, 2010
in categories aussies, indians
It should now be clear to Australia that there is no conventional cricket way that Australia can get VVS Laxman out when they need to.
Tim Nielsen and others will study many hours of footage, they’ll have designed software packages looking for flaws in VVS Laxman, they might even think they have found some.
They will be wrong.
For there has always been two laxmans.
One swans around world cricket, happy in the knowledge that the limelight is given to other team mates. He plays the odd cameo innings, wooing the purists, making test cricket pretty, and just doing a good old job.
The second VVS is a mutated monster of batting with movement seaking laser death ray in his shoulders, knifes that pop out of his wrists during fights, titanium shins with blades on them and the ability to curse, fight, kill while making it look prettier than Natalie Portman.
This model only plays against Australia.
You can’t beat a mutated fighting machine version of VVS by bowling line and length, you need to come up with other ways…
Assassination
That’s right, kill the bugger. Send Tim Paine (who would suspect him) to Laxman’s room with an umbrella with some poisonous tip and get rid of him forever. Don’t let Ricky plan the take down though, he’ll just get Marcus North to do it, and then it will get fucked up.
Go the Chargers
Before each test give him a Deccan Chargers shirt. It’s clearly VVS’ kryptonite.
Use Saffa accents
VVS is decidedly less of a mutated monster when he plays them, actually he is quite rubbish. And even if he doesn’t believe that he is playing against the saffas, perhaps the comedy attempt at accents will just make him giggle where he would usually smash through the covers.
Zombies
Not real zombies, that would be silly and would cause an unnecessary apocalypse. Fake zombies is the way to go. When VVS is batting pay a bunch of young actors and make up artists to stage a fake zombie attack and storm the ground. Go along with it as well to make it more real. I bet douggie would be a great zombie attack victim. Set up a FX crew to show him getting eaten at backward square leg. At the very worst, VVS gets scared, best case scenario he gets in a private jet and flies to one of Sachin’s islands.
Play in Pakistan
VVS averages 37 in Pakistan. Take him there. Contact the PCB and ask if you can play your home series against the Indians in Pakistan, they will agree, because the idea is as batshit crazy as they are and it takes the piss out of Indians. You might have to send an “A” side though, as we know the main side could never tour there.
Shane Watson’s sexuality
When you have a sexual behemoth like Shane Watson, it is a waste not to use him. At every available opportunity Shane Watson should flirt with VVS. Accidental elbows in the breakfast queue, coquettish hair twirling in his direction, forward text messages, naked photos slipped under his door, pretending to blow a stray eyelash away and appearing naked on Laxman’s bed with his genitalia partially covered with rose beads as Chris Isaak’s “ I did a bad, bad thing” plays in the background. If VVS can make runs after that he deserves to be talked about as better than Bradman and Sachin.
If these don’t work, perhaps start saying that playing India is causing too much tension between the nations, and that you respect India too much to ruin your relationship over cricket. Respectfully withdraw from all future games.
The day he retires the decision can be reversed.

HE'S A LEGEND AGAINST AUSTRALIA... THATS FOR SURE...

HAPPY FRIENDSHIP....

I dont know
Kuch kehna chahta hu jo aaj tak kaha na ho, magar kuch milta nahi...
tumse baat kiye bina bhi mera din khilta nahi,

ab aalam ye hai k chahe tum dur ho ya pass,
Mere saath na hone ka dukh mujhe khalta nahi...

lagta hai jaise tum hoti ho mere samne,
tumhara chehra sirf muskurata hai magar kuch kehta nahi...

ek baat to pakki hai chahe tum raho na raho,
tumhari yaad hamesha rahegi,
chahe tum mujhe jindagi bhar kuch kaho na kaho,
tumhari di hui har saugat hamesha rahegi,
tumhari yaad hamesha rahegi,
yaad mujhe tumhari har baat hamesha rahegi...

...HAPPY FRIENDSHIP....
;)

By Dr. Kumar Vishwas

अमावस की काली रातों में दिल का दरवाजा खुलता है,
जब दर्द की प्याली रातों में गम आंसू के संग होते हैं,

जब पिछवाड़े के कमरे में हम निपट अकेले होते हैं,
जब घड़ियाँ टिक-टिक चलती हैं,सब सोते हैं, हम रोते हैं,

जब बार-बार दोहराने से सारी यादें चुक जाती हैं,
जब ऊँच-नीच समझाने में माथे की नस दुःख जाती है,

तब एक पगली लड़की के बिन जीना गद्दारी लगता है,
और उस पगली लड़की के बिन मरना भी भारी लगता है।

जब पोथे खाली होते है, जब हर सवाली होते हैं,
जब गज़लें रास नही आती, अफ़साने गाली होते हैं,

जब बासी फीकी धूप समेटे दिन जल्दी ढल जता है,
जब सूरज का लश्कर चाहत से गलियों में देर से जाता है,

जब जल्दी घर जाने की इच्छा मन ही मन घुट जाती है,
जब कालेज से घर लाने वाली पहली बस छुट जाती है,

जब बेमन से खाना खाने पर माँ गुस्सा हो जाती है,
जब लाख मना करने पर भी पारो पढ़ने आ जाती है,

जब अपना हर मनचाहा काम कोई लाचारी लगता है,
तब एक पगली लड़की के बिन जीना गद्दारी लगता है,
और उस पगली लड़की के बिन मरना भी भारी लगता है।

जब कमरे में सन्नाटे की आवाज़ सुनाई देती है,
जब दर्पण में आंखों के नीचे झाई दिखाई देती है,

जब बड़की भाभी कहती हैं, कुछ सेहत का भी ध्यान करो,
क्या लिखते हो दिन भर, कुछ सपनों का भी सम्मान करो,

जब बाबा वाली बैठक में कुछ रिश्ते वाले आते हैं,
जब बाबा हमें बुलाते है,हम जाते हैं,घबराते हैं,

जब साड़ी पहने एक लड़की का फोटो लाया जाता है,
जब भाभी हमें मनाती हैं, फोटो दिखलाया जाता है,

जब सारे घर का समझाना हमको फनकारी लगता है,
तब एक पगली लड़की के बिन जीना गद्दारी लगता है,
और उस पगली लड़की के बिन मरना भी भारी लगता है।

दीदी कहती हैं उस पगली लडकी की कुछ औकात नहीं,
उसके दिल में भैया तेरे जैसे प्यारे जज़्बात नहीं,

वो पगली लड़की मेरी खातिर नौ दिन भूखी रहती है,
चुप चुप सारे व्रत करती है,मगर मुझसे कुछ ना कहती है,

जो पगली लडकी कहती है, हाँ प्यार तुझी से करती हूँ,
लेकिन मैं हूँ मजबूर बहुत, अम्मा-बाबा से डरती हूँ,

उस पगली लड़की पर अपना कुछ अधिकार नहीं बाबा,
ये कथा-कहानी-किस्से हैं, कुछ भी सार नहीं बाबा,

बस उस पगली लडकी के संग जीना फुलवारी लगता है,
और उस पगली लड़की के बिन मरना भी भारी लगता है |

Rainy Season!!!

Aaj me bohot khush hu,
And I dont know the reason,
Koi to baat hai,
May be its the rainy season...

Charon or baddal chaye hain,
And the water droplets are falling down,
Kuch log bohot khush hain,
I dont know why some frown...

Sawaam ka mausam sabse suhana,
Only after winter or cold,
Chehre pe har lamha rehti hai,
Smile that you can't hold...

Pakode khane ka man hota hai,
Also you wanna have tea,
Yahi ek iklauta mausam hai,
When you actually feel that you are totally free...

ADOIS

Inspiration - Ranjan Verma

FOR THE UNKNOWN...

Hafte me 5 din, office tum jati ho,
Najane kitne ladkon pe, tum roz keher dhaati ho...

Anjaan banti ho, jaise tumhe kuch pata nahi,
Kehti phirti ho sabse, ke mujhpe koi fida nahi...

Saturday or Sunday ko jab uthi ho, tabhi din hota hai,
Aur na hi tumhare sone se pehle, is jag me koi sota hai...

Jab baloon ko lehraati ho to, havaein chalne lagti hain,
Aur jab muskurati ho, to khushiyan behne lagti hain...

Duniya me koi na chahe, par jab bhi aisa hota hai,
Agar tumhari aakhen num hon, to ye saara jag rota hai...

Make up sirf itna karti ho ke, wo tumhare chehre me kho jata hai,
Agar kisi se nazrein mil jayen, wo tumhari aankhon me gum ho jata hai...

Chalti aise ho jaise nadi me neer behta hai,
Aur bolti ho to aise, jaise shant sa sagar kuch kehta hai...

Kaun ho tum, kahan ho tum, me ye sab nahi janta hun,
Janta hu to bas itna, ke me tumhe sab kuch manta hu...

Pratima

PRATIMA

Dil tumhe bhul nahi pata hai,
Tumhara chehra samne aa jata hai…

Bohot ladkiyan mili baad mein,
Par tumhari jagah, koi le nahi pata hai…

Maths, jo mujhe lagti thi sabse achhi,
Use solve karne me, thi tum bachi…

Maths padane ke liye, tumhe mein tha main,
Aur tumne chin liya, mere dil ka chain…

Maths padane me, mein tha jhakaas,
Kehte the mujhe, Junior Prakash…

Padane me meine, dil-o-jaan lagaya,
Jaan to lee nahi, phir dil kyun churaya…

Dil bhi khoya, chain bhi khoya,
Jaga din bhar, raat ko bhi na soya…

Yaadien tumhare saath, hain meethi,
Aaj bhi yaad karke tumhe, mein bajata hun seeti…

Khota hun, gata hun, muskurata hun mein,
Phir hosh me aane mein, kuch waqt lagata hun mein…

Karunga hamesha, me tumhe yaad,
Jab bhi hogi, gol gappe aur kachori ki baat…

The last one!!!

Tume jo dekha, laga hua pyar,
Laga mujhe aisa k, mila mujhe mera yaar…

Hui kai baten, tumhe meine jana,
Laga mujhe aisa k, me hua diwana…

Tumhare bare me hi socha, tumhe hi sab kuch maana,
Hone laga tha me, is duniya se begaana…

Meine kiya izhaar, aur tumne naa maana,
Mujhe laga aisa hua kyuki, bohot kuch tha tumhe nibhana…

Tumhi thi wo, jiska chehra mujhe tha bhaata,
Tumhi thi wo, jiske liye me apne ghar wallon se lad jata…

Bohoton ne bola, bohoton ne manaya,
Unhe tha yakin k, tumne mujhe hamesha tha satayaa…

Na meine unki suni, aur na unki thi maani,
Mujhe tumpe, pura vishwaas tha jaani…

Par tumne to sahi me kiya dhoka, kiya nahi acha,
Samjha tha kya k, meine hu baakiyon ki tarah bachha…

Kheli tum logon se, jinko achi lagti thi tum,
Socha tha tumne kya?, “ye pyar na hoga kam”

Ek baat batao, tumne aakhir me kya kamaya,
Itne samay ki mehnat ko, ek hi pal me gawaya…

Tumhe nahi aayi, samajh me itni si baat,
K dost hi kaam aate hain, jab ho rahi ho sab jagah barsaat…

Nahi karni thi dosti, to kyu pass aayi,
Apne saath kyu ki, auron ki sar khapai…

Tum sochti ho k tum, ho bohot hoshiyaar,
Ek baat sachhi batau, tum kuch bhi nahi ho yaar…

Koi nahi hai tumhara dost, tumne itne samay me kuch nahi paaya,
Jin jinse baat karti ho, un sabhi ne thukraya…

Aise agar karogi, to jahan bhi jaogi,
Yahan to kuch bhi nahi hua, wahan bas gaaliyan hi paogi…

Galti thi bohot badi k, me tumhe chahta tha yaar,
Par ant ki in panktiyon me, sunata hu saara saar…

Tumhari itni haisiyat nahi ke, me tume dobara dikhu,
Aur naa itni aukaat ke, me tumhare liye kuch aur likhu…

With Love,
From ADI…

The NEED Vs. The WANT

1. The Definitions

There are two things in one’s life, one is a “Need”, a basic necessity and one is a “Want”, “Desire”, “Tamanna”. You might not actually need this thing but still you want it. During MBA in HR we were taught about two different things, they had different names back then but according to layman’s language they are THE NEED and THE WANT.

2. The Variables

The Need is easy to understand and depends on a set of known variables that depend on the environment we live in and around.
But,
The Want - it takes its own route, it makes YOU. It makes you to lust about something or someone. It makes you believe that you deserve it. It’s not essential for you to have to survive, but the Want makes you believe that same. Sometimes it becomes more important than the Need.

3. The Fulfillments

One may feel the Need of something and the Want for something else entirely but the fulfillment of anyone is a whole lot different.
When the Need is fulfilled, it satisfies you in a way that it makes you at rest, it makes you from feeling negative to a neutral state of mind, but if,
The Want gets satisfied, even when you didn’t needed it, its like a altogether different experience of joy which one feels. It makes you feel a lot positive from neutral, it makes you feel on the top of the world even if for a single microsecond.

4. The Choices

The choices we make define our needs and wants. This is the defining moment how we shape our lives. This is the moment where we say I Need/Want this. This is the moment which defines what levels are we willing to go to get that thing to satisfy our Need/Want.

The choices can be good or bad. But the Needs and Wants get defined by that. These choices define our Life, our Careers, our Social Circle (and I am not talking about Facebook).

5. The Examples

Someone needs a car.
Someone wants it. They are two different things you know!!!
Someone needs a hearing aid.
Someone wants a bigger Bat to play with.
Someone needs a shoulder to cry on.
Someone wants a 6Feet+ husband.
Someone needs a raise in the salary.
Someone just wants it.

6. The Conclusion

As we see the Need and the Want have diminishing boundaries. One may mean Need to one and Want to another person.
One just needs to make the Right Choice, and demand the Right Thing from the universe.
As they say,

"No one can have the whole world, but a pie is definitely for us to take"

Adios
ConceptAdi

You and "THE ONE"

I thought I loved you, but i was wrong,
But the feeling inside, was very strong...

You were "THE ONE" I thought, but that was a mistake,
For you I was ready, to put everything on stake...

You the ONLY ONE, for whom I cried,
To everyone, even my face looked dried...

I saw the one I loved, in you,
I was desperate to make it work, and come through...

I was selfish, for my own sake,
But in time I got to know, that it was fake...

From the start, it was all my fault,
As "THE ONE" and you, were as sugar and salt...

But I don't know if it is you or I,
Who is responsible for this hue and cry...

I even tried to be your friend,
To you this word, was and unknown trend...

Every time I did it, from the start,
You came back, and hit me even hard...

There was a lot of stuff, did we shared,
But what you did to me, was unfair...

You want me to comeback, and its not new,
But not this time,
There are many people, who can fill my place for you...

What is love I ask...

What is Love i ask, “Affection” dictionary says,
But here it is present in its own different ways...

They say friendship is small, love is biggest of all,
But then i say, you are a baby, you don’t even know how to crawl...

Babies are cute and smart, have a brain of their own,
But alas! They are babies, to them everything is unknown...

Friendship is also like a baby, but in an all different way,
It knows just “Affection”, everything else can wait...

Friendship needs care, and grooming oh my love,
And after sometime it blossoms, looks as beautiful as a dove...

I have seen one but never felt the other,
But as i have heard, love and friendship compliments one another...

Friendship does exist, i see it everywhere,
In the smallest of moments, in the things people share...

I m confused if love exists, because of all the things you do,
Because if this is friendship, love is too good to be true...

What is love I ask...

What is Love i ask, “Affection” dictionary says,
But here it is present in its own different ways...

They say friendship is small, love is biggest of all,
But then i say, you are a baby, you don’t even know how to crawl...

Babies are cute and smart, have a brain of their own,
But alas! They are babies, to them everything is unknown...

Friendship is also like a baby, but in an all different way,
It knows just “Affection”, everything else can wait...

Friendship needs care, and grooming oh my love,
And after sometime it blossoms, looks as beautiful as a dove...

I have seen one but never felt the other,
But as i have heard, love and friendship compliments one another...

Friendship does exist, i see it everywhere,
In the smallest of moments, in the things people share...

I m confused if love exists, because of all the things you do,
Because if this is friendship, love is too good to be true...

Fish!!! I Love You...

I love you, and I don’t know if you love me too
I just know that, I don’t wanna loose you...

One second I know you and in the next I don’t,
But if you think I would let go, you are wrong I won’t...

I do the things I do, you do the things u want,
Then, I really hate you, but the next Instant I don’t...

You say It happens, I say you deliberately do,
I don’t know which one Is It, but I realized that, I love to hate you...

You hate to have loved me and I love to hate you,
Don’t get surprised, I know both are true...

I want you to understand me, i know you want the same,
But whatever it is, in between us, has driven me insane...