Diary of Princess of Wishes

Best Student Award Yeh kahani ek B.Tech ladki ki hai. Kaise wo apni college ke dino shararat karti reheti thi, wo share karne ke liye men ek choti si kosish ki hoon ushki jabani. Shaam ka time tha har roz ki tarah men meri senior ke sath chai pine kali da ke chai ki dukan gayi thi. Kali da sabse ache chai banate hain IITKGP men. Shaam hote hi hum log nikal padte hain hamare lab se. Subhe se shaam tak chemicals, bacteria, peptites, samples, plants, se ghare rehete the. Ish liye hame moka chaiye ush central AC ki lab se nikal ne ko. bahr garmi hoti hai aur andar South polar ki sahrdi. Lab men itna tez se AC ka hawa chalta hai ki, lab ke andar coat pehena padta hai. Aur guide ki bak bak sun sun ke bore hojate hain sham tak. men toh heran ho jati thi ki wo management ki didi apni guide ka itna tareef kaise karsakte hain. Hum log toh paresan hojate hain apne guide se. kabhi kabhi jealous feel hota hai unke guide ke bareme sunke. Baki bahar nikal ke chai ke naam pe achaa time pa

(This image is my digital art) Yeh dost tu kyun hain khafa Muhjse hui jane kya khata Galat maat soch meri baton ka Yeh tha bahana tuhje apnane ka Tu kyun ata hai duniya ki baton men Tu kyun rutha hai muhjse man man men Men toh fiza hoon bahar hoon tere asman men Tu bash kho ja mere khayal lon men Tu betha hoga ke aaun manane Par manana nehi ata hame Barso se jo kaam kiya tune Abtak wo sikah nehi mene Ruthe toh hum rehete the Pata nehi tum kitna gaam sehete the Hasane kie liye hame tumkiya karte the so bahane Hum toh bash chup chap suna karte the pyar ke tarane https://www.facebook.com/Leepsa.writer

Meri Best Friend ki Shaadi Yeh kahani hai Amani ki, jo kabhi meri hostel mate  hua karti thi. Aaj ushki call aya tha. Barso biit gaye the,pata nahi kahan se wo muhje dhund li. Han bol rahi thi ki facebook pe kisi aur ek hostel friend ko mera number puchi. Muhje abhi bhi yaad hai kaise wo mere hostel men mili thi. Kal ki baat ki tarah hi toh lag raha hai. Men apne room pe khana kha rahi thi, k eek patli si ladki gudia ki tarah dikhne men mere room knock kiya. Choti si pink colour ki shirt pehenke aur red tops men ake puchi aapka proxy number muhje de sakte ho, mera internet nehi aaraha hai. Sayad men ushe dus baar puchi hungi ke wo kya puch rahi thi. Uska aabat itna kaam tha ki wagal men bhi koi ho uske toh sunai na de. Jaise dheere se koi khel khel rahe ho, kaan men chupke se kuch bolne ka khel. Badi hi chui muin type kit hi. Muhje toh dekhke yeh laga tha ke koi btech ki ladki hogi. Baadmen bade dino ke baad pata chala tha ke wo PhD karke ayi hai. Wo choti si ladki jo kabhi

Kuch Shayari apne kalam se (The image is Digital art done by me) Kya hai tere dil men Kash yeh jaan pati Har pal har lamha Kash tere pass hoti ---------------------------------------------------------------- Tera pyar toh manzoor tha Tera gussa bhi tha manzoor Manzoor nehi bash ek cheez hume Tera rehena muhse dur ---------------------------------------------------------------- Tere bina koi tamana nahi Yeh mere dil ko hai pata Dur rehete ho toh pyar aye Pass aao toh kyun khafa ---------------------------------------------------------------- Yeh dil men itna takleef kyun hota hai Na baat karo pyar se Yeh ansoon hai ya hai koi samander Khamiya aapmen bhi hai ,Khamiya muhjmen bhi hain Tumse milne ki din itne kaam,  Aur beechardne ke din itne lambe kyun hote hain Kabhi toh dost se mehebuba bana Tere pyar ki har lamhe ki yaad wo gaane yaad dilate rehete hain Hum toh deewane huye bash teri ek hasin mushkan men Kiski ko bhi

Darde Dil  (The image is a digital art done by me) Bade pyar se puchte ho haal kaisa hai humara Haal kaisa hoga jab hum dil men nehi tumhara Din toh kat jate hain kaise bhi karke Raat katti nehi bin ankhon men ansoon bharke Yeh mukadaar ka khel hi toh hai Har rah men mil jate ho, par milte nehi zindegi men Jab chaha toh pyar se bula liya Jab chaha toh hame dil se bhula liya Yeh kaisa chehera dikhate ho Kyun rehe rehe ke hame satate ho Sapna ek baat tutta hai toh armon koi tutta hai Sapna baar baar jo tute kambaqt yeh dil hi tut jata hai Kab tak apna haale dil yeh likhe tumhe sunaye Kabhi dil se jo apnao toh, dil ki dhadkano se hum sunaye Ke kaise gujar ta hai har lamha aapke bin Kabhi sapno men aapse baate karke, kabhi neend ke bin Yeh mehesush kyun nehi hota hai aapko Jo ehasas apne dil men diye humko Jo pyar humare chehere pe dikhai deta hai sabko Manzoor toh rab bhi kar de bash mazoor ho apko Kash humhe wo khuda de dil padneki kab

Aaj Paani Nehi Ayega            "Pani Pani khare pani re, nanomen bhar jaye neende khali kar Jaye". Nano men toh bhara nehi par han neende kharap zaroor kar diya. Bolte hain kisiki ki kimat, kisi ki ehemiyat jab wo pass na ho toh pata chalta hai. Sach men jo cheez aram se mil jata hai usko hum puchte nehi hai, jisko bade mehenat se milta hai usko hum jada ehemiyat dete hain.      Ek garmi  masoom ka din ki baat kar rahi hoon. Bahot garmi thi ishbaar. Subhe che baje bhi dopeher ka dhoop nikal jata tha. Roz roz ish liye subhe uthke jaldi department chali jati thi taki jada dhoop men muhje nikal na pade. Dost log heran paresan ho jate the. Puchthe the itni subha tum department men kya karte ho. Actually, mere dost logon ka uthne ka time mere time se bahot alag tha. Actually mera timing pura IIT bando ke timing se alag tha. Yahan bande 12 baje uthe the..han yeh yeh alag baat hai ke agar class hai toh jaldi uthna padha tha bacho ko. Fir raat bhar jagte rehete the.

Ajnabi Dost (The image is a digital art done by me. It is a symbol of friendship) Rail gadi rail gadi chhuk chhuk chhuk chhuk chhuk chhuk Beech bale station bole rukh rukh rukh rukh rukh rukh Tadak bhadak lohe ki sadak ; Wahaan se yahaan yahaan se wahaan Mangalore Bangalore bangalore mangalore Chhooo chhooo chhooo chhooo chhooo chhooo chhooo Ashok kumar ki yeh gaana yaad aagayi, jab wo Train ki humsafar ki yaad ayi, woh ek dost ki yaad ayi. Banglaore hi ja rahi thi men. Ek conference tha IISc Bangalore men. Bese dekha jaye hum PhD logon ka kaam hi wahi hai, apne kaam ka exhibition karte rahena. Exhibition ki tarah value lagaya nehi jata, par han ache kaam ka sanman kiya zaroor jata hai.  Toh wo conference ke liye jana tha. Yeh baat pehele ghar men boli thi. Har baar ki tarah ish baar bhi mummy ka pehela question –“beta tum akele kaise jaoge? Muhje toh neend nahi ayegi. Koi tumhare sath ja rahe hain department se”. Aur mera har baar ki tarah ek hi answer-“ nahi

Ek Pyari Si Dushman (The image is a digital art done by me) Zindegi men kaun kab kahan mil jate hain pata nahi chalta. Hum log sochte hain- yeh kyun hua, agar esa hota to kitna achha hota, mene toh yeh socha nahi tha. Par jo bhi hota hai sab sahi samay pe hota hai, jaise koi kahani pehele se likhi gayi ho bash hum ush script pe act karna baki ho. Hum hamesha jo galat hua hai hamare wahi sochte hain , par zindegi hame kya deke chala jata hai usha pata nehi chalta. Jaise koi hawa ka jhoka apni ballon ko choon ke chala gaya ho, jaise hame koi hawa galo ko chuke chala gaya ho. Uska ehesash hawa chale jane ke baad hota hai.  Muhje abhi bhi yaad hai, jab men ro ro ke apni halat kharap kar di thi aur meri ek dost ‘Khuku’ ko bol rahi thi...”mene toh IAS banne ke liye sochi thi, par yahan  IIT men PhD kar rahi hoon. Men job hi sochti hoon wo hota nehi. ”  tab khuku muhje samjhayi, dekh tu agar yahan nehi ati toh men tuhje kaise milti. Yeh sunke men lawan pe muskurahat turant ag

Mother Day Special There is no special word like “mother” that my lip can speak, There is no heart like yours that can shower true love for me, There is no bed like you lap where I can sleep without worries, There is no place like your womb where I stayed so safe. Oh my dear Mother, I am showered under your affection. You gave me happiness forgetting your pain.  My whole life is dedicated to you. Being born from your womb and your heart, my happiness and sorrow are never hidden from you. I wish I could be a mother like you. I know it’s your love, your prayer and your blessings that have always protected me whenever I have faced any problem in my life. Some magic had made me overcome all the hurdles, all the worries, all the problems in life. You remained awake during my examinations; you taught me so many things. While I was a child, sometimes you showed your love through care sometimes through scolding. Sometime I never understood that your scoldings were also