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a priceless pearl were my school days. adorable, endearing, and then came the end. how cruelly, sweet are those echoes that start when those memories tune my old heart... jitender Singh Shekhawat 3481 pratap house 2007 pass out military school, belgaum

jaayen to jaayen kahaan? Bahaaron mein patjhad ke saaye hain, Nazaaron pe andhere se chhaaye hain, Foolon ke daaman mein kaante hain, Baagon mein faile sannate hain, Koyal ki kook anjaani hai, Hansi ki aankhon mein paani hai, Khushnuma jhokon mein mehek nahi, Aasman mein panchhiyon ki chehek nahi, Khayalon ki koi zanjaarein nahi, Khwaabon si koi taqdeerein nahi, Dil ki dhadkanon mein sirf aahein hain, Galat manzilo pe jaati hui raahein hain, Naakhuda bina ek kashti hai, Khaaq me mili ek hasti hai, Naakamyaab si kai koshishein hain, Bholepan mein chhupi saazishein hain, Hum is chhal bhari duniya mein, Jaayen to jaayen kahaan???????

Kisi ajnabi ko mera likha suna raha tha woh Bikhre hue khawabon ke Purzey udha raha tha woh Umr bhar pista raha who rishtoon ki chaki mein Baaqi rahe rishtoon se daaman churra raha tha woh Apni zidd to woh puri na kar saka Ruthey huway bachoon ko mana raha tha woh Sehra me khile phool ko bachane ke liye Apne ashkoon se uski pyaas mita raha tha woh Uski yaadoon ko kuch is tarah bhula raha tha Apne haathoon apna likha mita raha tha woh Sirf kirdaar hi to badle they usne Apni hi kahani suna raha tha woh !! !

hi! jitu welcome you all.. to my creation my fun.... This time this jitu would like you to come for a noble cause we know in india there are plenty of people who do not get to read lets do some thing for them i m planning to open a book store for them this is a noble cause and if you books which are old and you have read and would like every one to read send it to me: mail me if you wish to cooperate: mail me a t jitu872003@gmail.com i will respound you and so we can arrange the books for them and we can even exchange in between ourselves also like this LETS CLUB UP FOR "READ INDIA, PROGRESS INDIA" How do you like my idea do respond your suggestion to make it happen....... regards and thanks jitendra singh

AH WAh JAIPUR... Woh GT Bazzar ka sama, woh saras parlour ki kulfi, Woh milky way ke shake, Wah usme thi kuch baat. Woh rawat sweet ki mithai, woh McD ka Burger, Woh Chabra ki Dal Frie aur gulnar ka juice. Woh Nahargarh ka saffer, woh clarks ki hawa, Woh Ram NIwas bagh ki raunak aur jalmahal ka sama. Woh January ki kadake ki sardi, woh baarishon ke mahiney, Woh garmi ke din, jab chhutate they paseeney. Woh holi ki masti, woh doston ki toli, Woh diwali ke patakhe aur janmashtmi ki roli Woh Shaher ki galiyan, woh kanodia ki kudiyan. Woh Rajmandir ki gallery aur woh EP ka sound, Woh jaipur ki life aur woh school ki Zindagi, Woh birla ki kudiyan aur unki jodiyan, Humne bhi bas dekhe hi they wo saare khel. Wo Rat ko Chai peene station tak jaana, wo highway ke dhabe, Wo chaurahe, wo Railway station......... Itna sab keh diya par dil kehta hai aur bhi kuch kahoon Wo shehar hain mera apna, jiska naam hai JAIPUR i m friendly ,cooooooool, simple.....n believe in god I BELIEVE THAT MOUNTAINS CAN ...

तुम्हारे ख़त में नया इक सलाम किस का था न था रक़ीब तो आख़िर वो नाम किस का था वो क़त्ल कर के हर किसी से पूछते हैं ये काम किस ने किया है ये काम किस का था वफ़ा करेंगे निभाएंगे बात मानेंगे तुम्हें भी याद है कुछ ये कलाम किस का था रहा न दिल में वो बेदर्द और दर्द रहा मुक़ीम कौन हुआ है मक़ाम किस का था न पूछ-पाछ थी किसी की, न आवभगत तुम्हारी बज्म् में कल एहतमाम किस का था हमारे ख़त के तो पुर्जे किए पढ़ा भी नहीं सुना जो तुम ने बा-दिल वो पयाम किस का था इन्हीं सिफ़ात से होता है आदमी मशहूर जो लुत्फ़ आप ही करते तो नाम किस का था गुज़र गया वो ज़माना कहें तो किस से कहें ख़याल मेरे दिल को सुबह-ओ-शाम किस का था हर एक से कहते हैं क्या बेवफ़ा निकला ये पूछे इन से कोई वो ग़ुलाम किस का था

This was narrated by an IAF pilot to IIT students during a Seminar on Human Relations: Venkatesh Balasubramaniam (who works for IIT) describes how his gesture of booking an air ticket for his father, his maiden flight, brought forth a rush of emotions and made him (Venkatesh) realize that how much we all take for granted when it comes to our parents. My parents left for our native place on Thursday and we went to the airport to see them off. In fact, my father had never traveled by air before, so I just took this opportunity to make him experience the same. In spite of being asked to book tickets by train, I got them tickets on Jet Airways. The moment I handed over the tickets to him, he was surprised to see that I had booked them by air.. The excitement was very apparent on his face, waiting for the time of travel. Just like a school boy, he was preparing himself on that day and we all went to the airport, right from using the trolley for his luggage, the baggage check-in and asking f...