i appreciate media's coverage to common ppl..but this is too much...
some pics says the whole story!!
These images are provided by nitin!
Prince fallen in a pit: mujhe bhi gaddhe me girna hai!!
These media guys just keep looking for any news ....Prince, a kid fallen in a deep pit ..they made it Headline!!!
i appreciate media's coverage to common ppl..but this is too much...
some pics says the whole story!!
These images are provided by nitin!
i appreciate media's coverage to common ppl..but this is too much...
some pics says the whole story!!
These images are provided by nitin!
My favorite songs online
"Ab an ja" is one of my most favourite songs..i just love it!
Actualy Euphoria and string are my favourite hindi bands!!
E U P H O R I A - The Official Band Website dhoom.com :
Strings Online The Official Website of Strings:
AB NA JA....
ankhen band kar lu jo mein
dekhu bas tumhe
khwabon mein keh sakta huin aapna tumhe
rehne de mera ye wehemte hi yakin
na jaoge
pyar ki yeh raat hai ab na ja
chotisi ik baat hai ab na ja
tumhi se hai meri neendein na bhi ho to kya
tumhi se hai meri baatein na bhi ho to kya
kehne de taaron ko kahaani ankahi
na jaoge
pyar ki yeh raat hai ab na ja
chotisi ik baat hai ab na ja
pal do pal ka saath hai ab na ja
jadusi ye raat hai ab na ja
ab na ja
aankhen de pyaar ki boondein
bikhre se kai sawaal
ankhon mein kitne mausam pal mein beetein kitne saal
behne de jahan bhi le jayen zindagi na jaoge
pyar ki yeh raat hai ab na ja
choti si ik baat hai ab na ja
pal do pal ka saath hai
ab na ja
jadusi ye raat hai ab na ja
yeee a ho a ho aho
ab na ja!!!!
dekhu bas tumhe
khwabon mein keh sakta huin aapna tumhe
rehne de mera ye wehemte hi yakin
na jaoge
pyar ki yeh raat hai ab na ja
chotisi ik baat hai ab na ja
tumhi se hai meri neendein na bhi ho to kya
tumhi se hai meri baatein na bhi ho to kya
kehne de taaron ko kahaani ankahi
na jaoge
pyar ki yeh raat hai ab na ja
chotisi ik baat hai ab na ja
pal do pal ka saath hai ab na ja
jadusi ye raat hai ab na ja
ab na ja
aankhen de pyaar ki boondein
bikhre se kai sawaal
ankhon mein kitne mausam pal mein beetein kitne saal
behne de jahan bhi le jayen zindagi na jaoge
pyar ki yeh raat hai ab na ja
choti si ik baat hai ab na ja
pal do pal ka saath hai
ab na ja
jadusi ye raat hai ab na ja
yeee a ho a ho aho
ab na ja!!!!
Value of life ( Dil se )
This is really a serious issue. We Indians really don't feel the importance of life, unless we are the ones who have lost someone.
Our Govt does not take action, not because it does not have the power, but because we don't demand, for them as well as us these things are like - CHALTA HAI!!
this cartoon is made by my friend Nitin.
for more Dil se cartoon, please visit
http://www.sirdard.com/dilse.htm
free online songs downloads!!
Listen online:
Sppech of great leaders:
http://www.musicindiaonline.com/music/patriotic/s/album.4673/language.11/
http://www.bollyfm.net/
www.fmw11.com
http://music.cooltoad.com/music/
http://www.bollyextreme.com
http://www.apniisp.com/songs
www.fmw11.com
http://music.cooltoad.com/music/
http://www.bollyextreme.com
http://www.apniisp.com/songs
Following mostly for english songs:
http://mp3search.01-mp3search.com/
You can also download songs from www.4hshared.com
enjoy!!
DISCLAIMER: I am not responsible about the legal issues for download.
three things in life
http://www.thedashmovie.com/
3 Things of life
Three things in life that, once gone, never come back :-
| Time | Words | Opportunity |
Three things in life that may never be lost :-
| Peace | Hope | Honesty |
Three things in life that are most valuable :-
| Love | Self-confidence | Friends |
Three things in life that are never certain :-
| Dreams | Success | Fortune |
Three things that make a man/woman :-
Hard work | Sincerity | Commitment |
Three things in life that can destroy a man/woman :-
| Alcohol | Pride | Anger |
Three things in life that, once lost, hard to build-up :-
| Respect | Trust | Friendship |
Three things in life that never fail :-
| True Love | Determination | Belief |
Bachpan ke din..good old days!!
Read Till Last(Read when wanna get nostalgic)
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When gulli-danda and kanche (marbles) were more popular than cricket ...
When we always had friends to play aais-paais (I Spy), chhepan-chhepai and
pitthoo anytime ...
When we desperately waited for 'yeh jo hai zindagi' ..
When chitrahaar, vikram-baitaal, dada daadi ki kahaniyaan were so fulfilling
...
When there was just one tv in every five houses and
When bisleris were not sold in the trains and we were worrying if papas will
get back into the train in time or not when they were getting down at
stations to fill up the water bottle ...
When we were going to bed by 9.00pm sharp except for the 'yeh jo hai
jindagi' day ...
When Holis & Diwalis meant mostly hand-made pakwaans and sweets and moms
seeking our help while preparing them
When Maths teachers were not worried of our mummys and papas while
slapping/beating us ...
When we were exchanging comics and stamps and chacha-chaudaris and billus
were our heroes ...
When we were in nanihaals every summer and loved flying kites and plucking
and eating unripe mangoes and leechis ..
When one movie every Sunday evening on television was more than asked for
and 'ek do teen chaar' and 'Rajni' inspired us ...
When 50 paisa meant at least 10 toffees ...
When left over pages of the last years notebooks were used for rough work or
even fair work ...
When 'chelpark' and 'natraaj' were encouraged against 'reynolds and family'
...
When the first rain meant getting drenched and playing in water and mud and
making 'kaagaj ki kishtis' ...
When there were no phones to tell friends that we will be at their homes at
six in the evening ...
When our parents always had 15 paise blue colored 'antardesis' and 5 paise
machli wale stamps at home
When we remembered tens of jokes and were not finding 'ice-cream and papa'
type jokes foolish enough to stop us from laughing ...
When we were not seeing patakhes on Diwalis and gulaals on Holis as air and
noise polluting or allergic agents
When we were using our hearts more than our brains, even for scientifically
brainy activities like'thinking' and 'deciding'
When we were crying and laughing more often, more openly and more sincerily
...
When we were enjoying our present more than worrying about our future
When being emotional was not synonymous to being weak
When sharing worries and happiness didn't mean getting vulnerable to the
listener ...
When blacks and whites were the favorite colors instead of greys ...
When journeys also were important and not just the destinations
When life was a passenger's sleeper giving enough time and opportunity to
enjoy the scenaries from its open and transparent glass windows instead of
some superfast's second ac with its curtained, closed and dark windows...
....sachi kya din hote tha woh.....jab hum 8 baje se Chitrahar ka wait karte
tha har wednesday ko...aur in betweeen..."Rukawat ka liya khed hai" :sorry
for the interruption aajata tha to kitna gussa aata tha,.....
woh time jab hum Chacha Chuadhri aur Raka ki mutbhar pada karte tha, pinky
and billo, mama bhanja, motu patlo......chunni chachi...waow man ....kya din
tha woh...
I think that was the real bachpan which we enjoyed.....
Machhali Jal ki Rani hai
Jeewan uska paani hai
hath lagao darr jayegi
bahar nikalo mar jayegi...
Posham pa bhai posham pa
sau(100) rupay ki ghadi churayi
ab to jail mein jana padega
jail ki roti khana padega
jail ka pani peena padega
thayi thuiya thush
madari baba fushhhhhh....
Ghoda jamal khayi,
picche dekho maar khayi
raste mein chalta tha
uski chiththi gir gayi
kisi ne utha lee
laad saab ko de di
laad saab ne phaad phood ke phenk di
Jhooth bolna paap hai
nadi kinare saanp hai
kali mai aayegi
tumko utha le jayegi...
jhooth bolna paap hai
nadi kinare saanp hai
vahi tumhara baap hai
hahahhahhaha
aaj somvar hai,
chuhe ko bukhar hai
chuha gaya doctor ke pass
doctor ne lagayi sui
chula bola ooooiiiii
aalu-kachalu beta kaha gaye the
bandar ki jhopdi mein so rahe the
bandar ne laat maari ro rahe the
mummy ne paise diye has rahe the
titlee udi,bus mein chadi
seet na mili ,to rone lagi
driver bola aaja mere pass
titlee boli "hat badmash"
chanda mama door ke
puye pakaye bhoor ke
aap khaye thali mein
munne ko de pyali mein
Maanavta ke man-mandir mein, gyaan ka deep jala do
Karunanidhaan Bhagwaan mere Bhaarat ko swarg bana do
Dukh daridrata ka naash karo,
Maanav ke kasht mita do
Amrit ki varsha barsakar
Bhookh ki aag bujha do.
He Kuber Bhandari, jag mein dhaan ke dher laga do
Karunanidhaan Bhagwan mere Bhaarat ko swarg bana do.
akkad bakkad bumbe bol
80-90 pure 100
100 mein laga dhaga
chor nikal ke bhaga...
raja ki raani soti thi
moti ki maala boti thi....
chadrakanta ki kahani
ye maana hai purani
ye purani ho kar bhi
badi lagti hai suhaani
naugarh vijaygarh main thi takrar
naugarh ka tha jo raajkumar
chandrakanta se karta tha pyar
chandrakanta se karta tha pyar...
budhe baba budhde baba
kahan jaa rahe ho
NADEE KINAARE
nadeee to ye rahi(pointing to the circle)
CHHOTI SI HAI
1 paisa daalo badi ho jaayegi
(baba 1 paisa daalta hai)
AB BHI CHHOTI HAI
1 paisa daalo aur badhi ho jaayegi
meri roti kisne khai
bhalu ne
bhalu to mere saath tha
haathi ne
haathi to mere saath tha
sher ne
sher bhi mere saath tha
hum ne..............
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When being smart meant being more helpful and intelligent rather than making other fool for going forward pushing others backward.
In short..we are getting selfish..now we are so busy in making our life that we are not enjoying it at all...its like we are in rush to get a goal..but our attention is more on path rather than the goal! We are too aggressive to reach the destination that we are not enjoying the journey! I have posted this so that we dont forget that life is possible even without mobile phones, internet and sci phi things, what matters is how happy we can make others !!
So never miss a opportunity to enjoy...to have a talk with old frens.. to remember how simple life can be!
Enjoy!
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
When gulli-danda and kanche (marbles) were more popular than cricket ...
When we always had friends to play aais-paais (I Spy), chhepan-chhepai and
pitthoo anytime ...
When we desperately waited for 'yeh jo hai zindagi' ..
When chitrahaar, vikram-baitaal, dada daadi ki kahaniyaan were so fulfilling
...
When there was just one tv in every five houses and
When bisleris were not sold in the trains and we were worrying if papas will
get back into the train in time or not when they were getting down at
stations to fill up the water bottle ...
When we were going to bed by 9.00pm sharp except for the 'yeh jo hai
jindagi' day ...
When Holis & Diwalis meant mostly hand-made pakwaans and sweets and moms
seeking our help while preparing them
When Maths teachers were not worried of our mummys and papas while
slapping/beating us ...
When we were exchanging comics and stamps and chacha-chaudaris and billus
were our heroes ...
When we were in nanihaals every summer and loved flying kites and plucking
and eating unripe mangoes and leechis ..
When one movie every Sunday evening on television was more than asked for
and 'ek do teen chaar' and 'Rajni' inspired us ...
When 50 paisa meant at least 10 toffees ...
When left over pages of the last years notebooks were used for rough work or
even fair work ...
When 'chelpark' and 'natraaj' were encouraged against 'reynolds and family'
...
When the first rain meant getting drenched and playing in water and mud and
making 'kaagaj ki kishtis' ...
When there were no phones to tell friends that we will be at their homes at
six in the evening ...
When our parents always had 15 paise blue colored 'antardesis' and 5 paise
machli wale stamps at home
When we remembered tens of jokes and were not finding 'ice-cream and papa'
type jokes foolish enough to stop us from laughing ...
When we were not seeing patakhes on Diwalis and gulaals on Holis as air and
noise polluting or allergic agents
When we were using our hearts more than our brains, even for scientifically
brainy activities like'thinking' and 'deciding'
When we were crying and laughing more often, more openly and more sincerily
...
When we were enjoying our present more than worrying about our future
When being emotional was not synonymous to being weak
When sharing worries and happiness didn't mean getting vulnerable to the
listener ...
When blacks and whites were the favorite colors instead of greys ...
When journeys also were important and not just the destinations
When life was a passenger's sleeper giving enough time and opportunity to
enjoy the scenaries from its open and transparent glass windows instead of
some superfast's second ac with its curtained, closed and dark windows...
....sachi kya din hote tha woh.....jab hum 8 baje se Chitrahar ka wait karte
tha har wednesday ko...aur in betweeen..."Rukawat ka liya khed hai" :sorry
for the interruption aajata tha to kitna gussa aata tha,.....
woh time jab hum Chacha Chuadhri aur Raka ki mutbhar pada karte tha, pinky
and billo, mama bhanja, motu patlo......chunni chachi...waow man ....kya din
tha woh...
I think that was the real bachpan which we enjoyed.....
Machhali Jal ki Rani hai
Jeewan uska paani hai
hath lagao darr jayegi
bahar nikalo mar jayegi...
Posham pa bhai posham pa
sau(100) rupay ki ghadi churayi
ab to jail mein jana padega
jail ki roti khana padega
jail ka pani peena padega
thayi thuiya thush
madari baba fushhhhhh....
Ghoda jamal khayi,
picche dekho maar khayi
raste mein chalta tha
uski chiththi gir gayi
kisi ne utha lee
laad saab ko de di
laad saab ne phaad phood ke phenk di
Jhooth bolna paap hai
nadi kinare saanp hai
kali mai aayegi
tumko utha le jayegi...
jhooth bolna paap hai
nadi kinare saanp hai
vahi tumhara baap hai
hahahhahhaha
aaj somvar hai,
chuhe ko bukhar hai
chuha gaya doctor ke pass
doctor ne lagayi sui
chula bola ooooiiiii
aalu-kachalu beta kaha gaye the
bandar ki jhopdi mein so rahe the
bandar ne laat maari ro rahe the
mummy ne paise diye has rahe the
titlee udi,bus mein chadi
seet na mili ,to rone lagi
driver bola aaja mere pass
titlee boli "hat badmash"
chanda mama door ke
puye pakaye bhoor ke
aap khaye thali mein
munne ko de pyali mein
Maanavta ke man-mandir mein, gyaan ka deep jala do
Karunanidhaan Bhagwaan mere Bhaarat ko swarg bana do
Dukh daridrata ka naash karo,
Maanav ke kasht mita do
Amrit ki varsha barsakar
Bhookh ki aag bujha do.
He Kuber Bhandari, jag mein dhaan ke dher laga do
Karunanidhaan Bhagwan mere Bhaarat ko swarg bana do.
akkad bakkad bumbe bol
80-90 pure 100
100 mein laga dhaga
chor nikal ke bhaga...
raja ki raani soti thi
moti ki maala boti thi....
chadrakanta ki kahani
ye maana hai purani
ye purani ho kar bhi
badi lagti hai suhaani
naugarh vijaygarh main thi takrar
naugarh ka tha jo raajkumar
chandrakanta se karta tha pyar
chandrakanta se karta tha pyar...
budhe baba budhde baba
kahan jaa rahe ho
NADEE KINAARE
nadeee to ye rahi(pointing to the circle)
CHHOTI SI HAI
1 paisa daalo badi ho jaayegi
(baba 1 paisa daalta hai)
AB BHI CHHOTI HAI
1 paisa daalo aur badhi ho jaayegi
meri roti kisne khai
bhalu ne
bhalu to mere saath tha
haathi ne
haathi to mere saath tha
sher ne
sher bhi mere saath tha
hum ne..............
-----------------------------------------------------------------
When being smart meant being more helpful and intelligent rather than making other fool for going forward pushing others backward.
In short..we are getting selfish..now we are so busy in making our life that we are not enjoying it at all...its like we are in rush to get a goal..but our attention is more on path rather than the goal! We are too aggressive to reach the destination that we are not enjoying the journey! I have posted this so that we dont forget that life is possible even without mobile phones, internet and sci phi things, what matters is how happy we can make others !!
So never miss a opportunity to enjoy...to have a talk with old frens.. to remember how simple life can be!
Enjoy!
A letter from Mumbai to Terrorists
Dear Terrorist,
Even if you are not reading this we don't care. Time and again you tried to disturb us and disrupt our life - killing innocent civilians by planting bombs in trains, buses and cars. You have tried hard to bring death and destruction, cause panic and fear and create communal disharmony but everytime you were disgustingly unsuccessful. Do you know how we pass our life in Mumbai? How much it takes for us to earn that single rupee? If you wanted to give us a shock then we are sorry to say that you failed miserably in your ulterior motives. Better look elsewere, not here.
We are not Hindus and Muslims or Gujaratis and Marathis or Punjabis and Bengaliies. Nor do we distinguish ourselves as owners or workers, govt. employees or private employees. WE ARE MUMBAIKERS (Bombay-ites, if you like). We will not allow you to disrupt our life like this. On the last few occassions when you struck (including the 7 deadly blasts in a single day killing over 250 people and injuring 500+ in 1993), we went to work next day in full strength. This time we cleared everything within a few hours and were back to normal - the vendors placing their next order, businessmen finalizing the next deals and the office workers rushing to catch the next train. (Yes the same train you targetted)
Fathom this: Within 3 hours of the blasts, long queues of blood donating volunteers were seen outside various hospital, where most of the injured were admitted. By 12 midnight, the hospital had to issue a notification that blood banks were full and they didn't require any more blood. The next day, attendance at schools and office was close to 100%, trains & buses were packed to the brim, the crowds were back.
The city has simply dusted itself off and moved one - perhaps with greater vigour.
We are Mumbaikers and we live like brothers in times like this. So, do not dare to threaten us with your crackers. The spirit of Mumbai is very strong and can not be harmed.
Please forward this to others. U never know, by chance it may come to hands of a terrorist in Afghanistan, Pakistan or Iraq and he can then read this message which is specially meant for him!!!
With Love,
From the people of Mumbai (Bombay)
Even if you are not reading this we don't care. Time and again you tried to disturb us and disrupt our life - killing innocent civilians by planting bombs in trains, buses and cars. You have tried hard to bring death and destruction, cause panic and fear and create communal disharmony but everytime you were disgustingly unsuccessful. Do you know how we pass our life in Mumbai? How much it takes for us to earn that single rupee? If you wanted to give us a shock then we are sorry to say that you failed miserably in your ulterior motives. Better look elsewere, not here.
We are not Hindus and Muslims or Gujaratis and Marathis or Punjabis and Bengaliies. Nor do we distinguish ourselves as owners or workers, govt. employees or private employees. WE ARE MUMBAIKERS (Bombay-ites, if you like). We will not allow you to disrupt our life like this. On the last few occassions when you struck (including the 7 deadly blasts in a single day killing over 250 people and injuring 500+ in 1993), we went to work next day in full strength. This time we cleared everything within a few hours and were back to normal - the vendors placing their next order, businessmen finalizing the next deals and the office workers rushing to catch the next train. (Yes the same train you targetted)
Fathom this: Within 3 hours of the blasts, long queues of blood donating volunteers were seen outside various hospital, where most of the injured were admitted. By 12 midnight, the hospital had to issue a notification that blood banks were full and they didn't require any more blood. The next day, attendance at schools and office was close to 100%, trains & buses were packed to the brim, the crowds were back.
The city has simply dusted itself off and moved one - perhaps with greater vigour.
We are Mumbaikers and we live like brothers in times like this. So, do not dare to threaten us with your crackers. The spirit of Mumbai is very strong and can not be harmed.
Please forward this to others. U never know, by chance it may come to hands of a terrorist in Afghanistan, Pakistan or Iraq and he can then read this message which is specially meant for him!!!
With Love,
From the people of Mumbai (Bombay)
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