The Lost Dragon

पहले  मैं बहुत तनाव में रहती थी ।  मेरे ऊपर काम का load  बहुत रहता था । मैं अपने घर वालों को टाइम भी नहीं दे पाती थी । अपने बच्चों के लिए tiffin  भी अच्छी तरह से नहीं बना पाती थी। पर जबसे मैंने webintel wics  use  किया है तब से दोस्तों मेरी life style  ही बदल गयी है । अब मैं मेरी  फॅमिली को पूरा टाइम दे पाती हूँ और  मेरे बच्चे के लिए भी बड़ा tiffin  तैयार कर पाती हूँ  मैं अब बहुत खुश हूँ दोस्तों । यह लाजवाब है ।

क्या खूब ये ज़िन्दगी के पल हैं कभी चेहरे पर मुस्कान तो कभी आँखें नम हैं  हर पल वो ज़हन में घर कर जाता हैं जिस पल में साथ तुम और हम हैं                                                -- DivineDr@g0n

When you have A burning secret, Don't you have an urge To leak it? Yes, why share is A mystery. But let me tell you My history. I never liked Having to hide. But knew I needed To stay inside. Because, if ever, I dared come out, The risk was too high Of things I could spout. If I weren't always Out of sight, Then I'd spill secrets Left and right. So, being isolated By my choice Seemed much safer Than using my voice. Because, like me, Others were weak. All their secrets, They needed to speak. So it came out, Out to me. I'm the keeper, Don't you see? I hold secrets Large and small. What I know Could make men fall. From petty theft To cheating flings, There's quite a variety Of things. Of course, these secrets I'd never say. I try to keep them Locked away. Let's hope I'm not Trying in vain, Because I can inflict Enormous pain. The information I keep concealed Could all too easily Become revealed. I can cause Loads of trouble: Strong foundations Smashed ...

Its been celebration time all over and there had been so many lunches and dinners lately. Its such a wonderful feeling to get together to see your loved ones once again and cherish the wonderful moments of this precious life. But such wonderful moments people mix it with drinks (the hard ones). May be its their way of celebrating but surely its ain't really worthed. I mean, why would you want to lose your consciousness. Different people have different reasons to drink. Some drink for passion, some drink lightly, some due to some deep sorrows, some just drink because others are drinking, some do because that's makes them cool, etc. etc. etc. There is no end to list. I was questioned back it in terms of eating non-vegetarian food when I have the option of vegetarian food all around. I don't know about others, but I eat because I think I am not doing any wrong and its a part of diet. And I like it too. But I am not somebody who just goes around hunting for a chicken everyd...

I am a lonely path of broken dreams, it is a heaven that I am searching for. All these stars seem soo dull to me, it is the moon that I am searching for. Happiness is so angry at me, its Life that I'm searching for. There is a crowd around me at all times, it's a Friend that I'm searching for. My life if just like path, its a destination that I'm searching for. Don't know what is it that I've lost, may be its ME that I'm searching for.!! -- Sent by Lynx long time back

इक बात होंटों तक है जो आई नहीं बस आँखों से है झांकती तुमसे कभी, मुझसे कभी कुछ लफ्ज़ हैं वो मांगती जिनको पहनके होंटों तक आ जाए वो आवाज़ की बाहों में बाहें डालके इठलाये वो लेकिन जो यह इक बात है अहसास ही अहसास है खुशबू सी है जैसे हवा में तैरती खुशबू जो बे-आवाज़ है जिसका पता तुमको भी है जिसकी खबर मुझको भी है दुनिया से भी छुपता नहीं यह जाने कैसे राज़ है | पिघले नीलम सा बहता हुआ ये समां नीली नीली सी खामोशियाँ न कहीं है ज़मीन न कहीं आसमान सरसराती हुई टहनियां, पत्तियां कह रही हैं की बस एक तुम ही हो यहाँ सिर्फ मैं हूँ मेरी सांसें हैं और मेरी धडकनें ऐसी गहराइयाँ ऐसी तन्हैयाँ और मैं सिर्फ मैं अपने होने पे मुझको यकीन आ गया | जब जब दर्द के बादल छाए जब घूम के साया लहराए जब आंसू पलकों तक आये जब यह तनहा दिल घबराये हमने दिल को समझाया... दिल आखिर तू क्यूँ रोता है दुनिया में युही होता है यह जो गहरे सन्नाटे हैं वक़्त ने सबको ही बांटे हैं थोडा गम है सबका किस्सा थोड़ी धूप है सबका हिस्सा आँख तेरी बेकार ही नाम है हर पल एक नया मौसम है क्यों तू ऐसे पल खोता है दिल आखिर तू क्यूँ रोता है | दिलों में तुम अपनी बेताबिय...

No one can see the pain that we hide, They're happy for us to keep it inside, Our fear is our own; they don't want to know, Why should we involve them; why should it show. You live your whole life in confusion and fear, The need to feel something unbearably near, Half of you living, Half of you gone, And inside you know what your doing is wrong. The thing's that can help, the thing's that may heal, Are the flame or the blade and the sting of the steel, The destruction of skin means the death of your soul, But there's nowhere to run when your living alone.