Name::Neelima Arora
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Saturday, December 31, 2005
"The New Year lies before you
Like a spotless tract of snow
Be careful how you tread on it
For every mark will show. "
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 4:56 AM :: 0 Comments: 
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Time to address
a new year
… enter
deal with the project at hand
yet resolve not to dwell on past
never stop dreaming
even on the last exhale
and
find it in your heart
to forgive
then you will be forgiven in likeness
try
smile,
even when sad
this provokes the inner smile
to surface
take each day
as it’s dealt
and be thankful for the wealth
mother nature doles
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 4:50 AM :: 0 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Monday, December 26, 2005
Echo of Silence
Sannato ke shor mein,
koun sunega mann ki cheekh.
Moun hui jwala ko,
kyun kar koi dega bheekh.
mann ki siski ya kahkaha,
isko ab pahchane koun,
apne ghar mein hum begane,
bahar hume pahchane koun?
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 12:40 AM :: 2 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Sunday, December 25, 2005
A hope
How a hope springs up, God only knows?
I was depressed, really disappointed with people around, not knowing who is at fault, me or them?But again ,it rose up like a phoenix from ashes .A very simple incidence but , it gave a direction, a meaningful one to me that all is not lost, there is a hope, a hope that still people care, care for things without wanting returns, that some have golden heart, circumstances can cast a layer of dust on mirror, but can't take its shine, once this dust is wiped off, again you can see your reflection. We were going to library, on the way, we were talking of all frustrations, but Kamala suddenly stopped, leaned forward, only to catch a butterfly lying on the road and searched (in the hurry which we were having to reach library) for a place to leave this beautiful creature, safe and protected. carefully holding butterfly in hand as not to hurt it, a tender grip with which we hold our dreams so that no one steps over them, tender enough not to hurt over own dreams that they suffocate and tight enough not to let them go.
So, again my hope remains.
In humanity.......
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 9:55 PM :: 0 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Friday, December 23, 2005
Innocence: Wiping worries from your face
Tasveeren kuch na kah kar bhi,
Bahut kuch kah dalti hain
In mein dikhai nahin deti,
man ki uljhane, chehre ki lakeerein.
Fir bhi ye saheji jaati hai,
ek avismarniya dastawej ke roop mein
Main chahti hoon,
Tumhari tasveer par ubhar aayein
mann ki uljhane, chehre ki lakeerein
taki main sahej sakoon unhein,
aur tum najar aao
us nischal bacche ki tarah
jis ke munh par
abhi doodh ki kuch boonde baki hain
Past one and a half month was no less than hell to me, and I was seeing friends changing colors, hopes vanishing and trust being shaken every single seconds.There was a certain bitterness in me, why I m like this, even after knowing tat a person is going to hurt me, betrayal is likely but stil was supporting them at each step.
Every time bhaiya warned also,
" Vo tere bharose ko tar tar kar dega,
Tu sochta hi rahega Aur vo var kar dega."
And this bitterness was suffocating , Life was not easy all these days .
I was comparing myself and last week told mom, I am going to change. "Survival of Fittest", if it needs a change in me , I will do that.
I can pay them back in their coin but yesterday Mom and Varsha told , you be as you are, things go round, what goes from you, comes back to you.May be , you can change a person, or at least , the person doing bad to you will realize he is wrong.
So, Got the message and will try , again.
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 11:44 PM :: 2 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Mujhe vah samay yaad hai,
Jab dhoop ka ek tukda, sooraj ki ungli tham kar
Andhere ka mela dekhta us bheed mein kho gaya.
Sochti hoon, saham ka aur soonepan ka ek rishta hai,
Main uski kuch nahin lagti
Par is khoye bacche ne mera haath tham liya
Tum kahin nahin milte,
Haath ko choo raha hai, ek garam shvaas,
Na haath se bahalta hai, na haath chodta hai.
Andhere ka koi paar nahin,
Mele ke shor mein bhi khamoshi ka aalam hai,
Aur tumhari yaad is tarah, jaise dhoop ka koi tukda
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 11:27 PM :: 2 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Einstein on my blog
No, you got it all wrong, I am not going to say anything about Einstein's achievements, no science lectures.It is just to bring to ur attention that even Einstein was a regular visitor n my blog and all of Einstein's admirers , all of u should see another version of Einstein's equation of energy mass conversion.
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 11:14 PM :: 0 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Nishaan
Samay ki geeli ret par ,
kuch padchinh chod aayi hoon.
chura to layi hoon kuch foolon se mahakte lamhe,
par ek khosboo fizaon mein chod aayi hoon.
is aas mein ki tum khoj lo mujhko, pahunch sako mujh tak,
kyonki,
main to apna astitva bhi,
peeche bahut peeche ,
un mukhote ki bheed mein chod aayi hoon.
apni soorat bhi yaad nahin, na baki hai koi nishan,
par fir bhi,
ye ummeed hai ki tum pahchan loge mujhe aur dho, ponch kar ,
us kone mein pade mere chehre ko la vapas doge aur mujhege, aur fir se kahoge, dekho, kaisa pakda?
tab tak prateeksha hi, niyati hai..
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 10:53 PM :: 0 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Jis jis se path par sneh mila....
Darakht se hote hain dost, jo hardam chaanv dete hain, unki yaadein pratibimb ban kar man ki jheel mein bhi pratibimbit hoti hai, to vo rangheen pani bhi aakritiyon mein dhal jaata hai,
"Jis jis se path par sneh mila
us us rahi ko dhanyavad,
jo saath na mera de paye
un se kab sooni hui dagar,
jis jis se path par sneh mila,
us us rahi ko dhanyavad.
saanso par aavlambit kaya,
jab chalte chalte choor hui,
do sneh shabda mile,
mili nav sfoorti, thakawat door hui,
path ke pahchane choot gaye
par saath sath chal rahi yaad,
jis jis se path par sneh mila,
us us rahi ko dhanyavad.
(Shiv Mangal Singh Suman)
unko samarpit jinhone mujhe har kadam par sambhala hai........
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 4:11 AM :: 5 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Emotional quotient........
aansoono ka koun hai grahak yahan,
fir kyon utare hum unhe haat mein?
bhagyashali hum ki bheege hai nayan,
neer janma hai kabhi kya kaath mein?
This is my answer to people who question about tears in my eyes when I get disturbed at the sight of a poor beggar, a wounded puppy, or slum dwellers shievering in this cold.
Or sometimes when this humidity reflects in my eyes in office , when I see ethics being murdered,when I see people changing colors , and then they give me references of articles that I need to improve my emotional quotient. Why don't they understand........
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haan bheeg jaati hain ye aankhein,
man bhi kai baar bheeg jaata hai
par agar main un aansoono mein na bhoolon apna kartavya,
apni maryada aur apna svayam,
to kya kisi ka jaata hai?
in aankhon se aankhon ki sharam to nahin bahi,
in ashruon ne tumse apni vyatha bhi nahin kahin,
na hi dhala hai tumhara neh aansoo ban kar,
pani hi to hai, bahne do jo bah jata hai?
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 2:52 AM :: 0 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Koun kahta hai
" The pupil, who is never required to do what he cannot do, never does what he can do."
This quote often reminds me of what my Sir always used to say.He often used to put me to all the possible struggles, and to a point that I used to get irrited and sometimes, used to doubt his intentions, whether he is taking revenge for a grudge(yes, I landed up in a trouble and messed up things, even up to the extent of going to complaint to VC on the very first day of joining M.Sc (Biotechnology), of course that was a big misunderstanding, thanks to our ragging.
He always use to brush off our protests against surprise quizzes and never ending list of assignments by saying
" Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go"Yet There was some special charisma he had, I used to be highly irregular in lectures(self study used to seem much more sensible than wasting 3 hours in journey everyday) but never missed his lectures, sometimes, I even tried to ape him in my presentation. Always I used to be in self doubt, some troubles with family and financial constaints, it was PC SIR , who made me know the importance of Struggle.Even now, my eyes get filled with tears when I remember how he distributed sweets, when he came to know about my percentile, or the day when he had asked us not to participate in Science day quiz as our department had the nasty reputation of getting lowest rank, how he left the quiz in between and the pride in his eyes when he knew it was me who won the prize.
Whenever today I am in self doubt whether I will be achieving my targets, I just repeat his lines , and again I am my confident self.
" Koun kahta hai ki aasman mein ched nahin ho sakta?
ek pathar to tabeeyat se uchalo yaaro!
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 2:08 AM :: 0 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Saturday, December 17, 2005
Collage of Nature and People
After a few hours hard work, I could make this for CD cover . I have tried to incorporate every aspect of culture, people of Arunachal Pradesh but forgot to keep the rising sun, which gave the name to state. I am completely spellbound with simplicity , serene beauty and its stll vibrant culture.Any suggestions for design are welcome.
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 10:27 PM :: 4 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Friday, December 09, 2005
Us lamhe ko dhoondhti...........
Jindagi se ek lamha churaya tha maine,
aankhon mein usko sajaya tha maine,
haath se vo fisal gaya ,
barf ki manind pighal gaya,
sarakti ret sa sarakta raha,
seene mein angare sa dahakta raha,
kabhi jugnoon ban ke chamka,
kabhi khushboo ban ke mahka,
vo lamha jo churaya tha maine,
aage aage raah dikhata sa chala,
peeche peeche gard udata sa chala,
vo lamha jo apna tha,
ya uneendi aankhon ka sapna tha
dhoondhti hoon us lamhe ko ...
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 2:30 AM :: 1 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Thursday, December 08, 2005
Tab pahchanoge kya?
Bahut ghuti ghuti rahti ho tum,
bas khulti nahin ho tum!
khulne ke liye jaante ho,
bahut se saal peeche jaana hoga
fir vahin se chalna hoga,
jahan se kandhe pe basta utha kar ,
school jaana shuru kiya tha.
is jehan ko badalwa kar naya jehan lagwana hoga,
aur is sab ke baad, kisi roj,
khul kar khilkhila kar thahaka laga kar
kisi baat pe jab haansoongi,
tab pahchanoge kya?
( by Deepti Naval)
Yes, this silence has become a part of me now, and even I fail to recognise this new face, there stands no comparision between my old self and in what circumstances has made me.But have decided to undergo ecdysis once more, the only difference, this time it is going to be a choice.I have to learn to live life on my own terms and will have to find my infectious smile which got lost, may be under piles of books, or in crowd of masks around, or may be got washed away in teras I shed .
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 11:25 PM :: 0 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
Living Life ..........Again
Aaj maine apne Ghar ka nambar mitayaa hai
Aur gali ke maathe par lagaa gali ka naam hataya hai
Aaur har sadak ki disha ka naam ponch diya hai
Par Agar mujhe aapko jaroora pana hai.
To har desh ki har shar ki har gali ka dwar khatkhatao,
yah ek shaap hai, ek var hai
Aur jahan bhi aajad rooh ki jhalak pade, samajhna vahi mera ghar hai
These lines from " mera pata" by Amrita Preetam often reminds me of what I was, a free soul, who never believed in any hypocricy. And today...........I am supposed to be in middle of a world with a mask, a plastic smile. Fed up of this, want a breath of life again.
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 3:08 AM :: ---------------------------------------
