Saturday, September 25, 2010

Ghabraayi Jaan

In haathon ki binaries ke harzaanay hazaaron hain,
In codoN se vaabastaa afsaanay hazaaron hain

[Binaries: 1 or 0; Harzaanay: Fine/Penalty; CodoN : Code/Program; Vaabastaa: Related; Afsaanay: Stories/Epics]

Ik tumhii nahi tanhaa, processes se meri ruswaa,
Is domain mein tum jaise, deewaanay hazaaron hain

[Tanhaa: Alone; Ruswaa: Humiliated]

Ik sirf humhi codoN ko bay-bug ke chalaatay hain,
Kehnay ko to duniya mein coders hazaaron hain

[Bay-bug: Without bugs]

Is code-e-firozaan ko QA se daraatay ho,
Is code-e-firozaan ke workarounds hazaaron hain

[Code-e-firozaan: Bright coding; QA: Quality Assurance]

Monday, January 12, 2009

Quotes - Some Mine Some Stolen...sorry inspired!

1. Is man one of God's blunders or is God one of man's blunders? - Nietzsche

2. "A belief is not merely an idea the mind possesses; it is an idea that possesses the mind."

3. I can resist everything except temptation.

4. History will be kind to me for I intend to write it. - Churchill

5. I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the ordeal of meeting me is another matter. - Churchill

6. Tera milna khushi ki baat sahi; tujhse milkar udaas rehta hoon...

7. Love - One that helps in the mutual growth of the folks involved; rest all are colorful illusions...Karan Johar consult me!

8. I mind being 'LEFT', so I am right!

9. That which is exaggerated and ridiculous is never forgotten.

10. Mental faculties shouldnt interfere with auricles and ventricles

11. I know the spirit you are...when did you die?

12. Many of the great achievements of the world were accomplished by tired and discouraged men who kept on working.

Kahaan-Kahaan

Jaanay kahan-kahan gaya hoon main,
Thoda yahan, thoda wahan reh gaya hoon main

Kabhi leta thak kar kinaron pe,
Anjaan lehron mein kabhi beh gaya hoon main

Kabhi Ladtay hue Sainik ki tarah,
Kitne zakhmon ko chupchaap seh gaya hoon main

Seekha nahin duniya ka hisaab,
Kitne galat jawaab keh gaya hoon main

Aatmaa Chaap Deemak Nishedhak

Band Kamraa;

Ghhupp Andhera (Ujaalaa ho saktaa hai);

Kamraa lagtaa to abhedya hai,

Par!

Dar-khidkiyon mein kuch chhaydd hain


Deemak karmrat hain, Kamraa dhoolrat hai;

Chhaydd sahaayak hain,

Chaukidaar ki chetnaa - Ramayan ka naayak hai;

Maarichee badaa dukhdaayak hai...


Jaag be Chaukidaar!

Deemak-nishaydhak goli jidhar milti hai,

Wo dukaan nukkadd par 'subah' khulti hai


Saveraa ho raha hai...Shaayad...!

Theme Song

Deep are the valleys of heart, Some are lost and some are found; Theme song - No one knows - but the Echoes flow around

The beats gesture within, a moribund sound; The leaves of thought fly, but nothing profound


Deep are the valleys of heart, Some are lost and some are found; Theme song - No one knows - but the Echoes flow around


I steal flashy words, I sell jazzy tunes; I feed on raw dust, I dwell on coarser ground


Deep are the valleys of heart, Some are lost and some are found; Theme song - No one knows - but the Echoes flow around


I create a sketch but loose the picture; I see the darkness with bright surround


Deep are the valleys of heart, Some are lost and some are found; Theme song - No one knows - but the Echoes flow around

Monday, October 09, 2006

Today's Fortune

"You will meet a person who will change your life!"

And then -
I saw the Mirror...

Friday, September 22, 2006

By 'Faiz Ahmed Faiz'

Us Nay Kaha –
Aao,
Ruk Jaao, Kaha Us Nay;
Muskaao,
Kaha Us Nay;
Mar Jaao,
Kaha Us Nay;
Main Aaya,
Main Theharaa,
Muskaaya;
Aur,
Mar Bhi Gayaa.
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muqaam Faiz koi raah maiN jachaa hi nahiN
jo kooy-e-yaar say niklay tau sooy-e-daar chalay

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Chand bhi meri tarah husn shanasa nikla
Uski deevar pe hairan khara hai kab se

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kahan aa ke rukay thay rastay! kahan mor tha! usay bhool ja
wo jo mil gaya usay yaad rakh' jo nahin mila usay bhool ja

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Where is the Love?


See Thru London’s Eyes
One small step suffice...
Eyeing The Eye, Broadening The Vision
Statues Like People; Statues In Transition
Dazzling Lights, Falling Darkness
Watery Delights, Flowers In Harness
A Giant Tower, A Potent Power
Starry Twilights, A Weary Hour
Beautiful Dames, And Orchard Green
The Thai Cuisine, And Limousine
Across the Thames, with hesitation
I walked Alone, Asking this Question?

Hands of Paternity

A pinch of sensitivity, To flavor the life
Hands of paternity, To conquer the strife

Languishing soul, stagnating gait,
Fading twilight, shimmering faith,
Breathe me some air, until ‘The Gate’
Dwindling wound, show me the knife
Hands of paternity, To conquer the strife

Monday, September 18, 2006

#%#$&*(*&%

#%#$&*(*&%

Hey! whats that supposed to mean?

Well! not everything is supposed to mean something
There are some things called 'Nonsense'

Strolling on the Cyber Lanes

(Trying to reflect on web-porn)

Strolling on the Cyber Lanes
Visiting some visited pains,
Something clicked…
I was on unknown planes

Riding on bits, sliding in pieces,
Testing the grits, breaking the Clichés,
Stood erect, looking perverse,
Selling themselves on web-commerce,
Loosing big for bigger gains,
Strolling on the Cyber Lanes

Untouched soul, unexplored mind,
Breathing corpse, offering blind
Social mask hiding behind,
Fresh grains, ready for grind
Novel way of breaking the chains,
Strolling on the Cyber Lanes

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Cooked-up Mind

Again a trial, Again a denial

Two steps ahead, two steps behind,
Piece of a ‘Pulse’ again set for grind,
Race of the heart with face of the mind,
Hands of the fate, revealed undersigned
Tangy medicine, Tangible vial

Again a trial, Again a denial

Alleys of life, valleys of knife;
Muscles and bones - so much of strife,
Worry and Sorry - Buses and Lorry,
Standing on door; weaving a story,
Stale sandwiched words, in silver foil,

Again a trial, Again a denial

Monday, June 26, 2006

Adam's Diary - Page 1

There were times when chips were down and I was waiting for someone responding to the name "God" will come and take care of all the miseries and every thing will be perfect thereafter. Those were the Dark Ages. I tried to rote and render all the prayers and psalms in the silence of my solitude; just an intangible emotion called "Hope" acting as cheerleader accompanying on the lone trail. Every second had sixty hours.

Then came "God" - skating through the blind alleys of mind, rafting in the viens. He thought my thoughts, felt through my heart, spoke through my mouth, and worked through my hand. And I was on my way to payoff the Apple's debt.