A friend was habitual to keep the petrol in an uncapped bottle and later he realizes that the bottle gets empty. He thought it was bad petrol that why it gets evaporated. He changed the bunk, brand and quality, but he couldn’t store it.


The moral of story-

1- Before dealing with anything you must know what it is.

2- Changing the option may not give you satisfaction.

3- Do the things at time because which you have today you may not have tomorrow.

Brijesh

Don’t try to know about a person if you can’t understand. Knowing and understanding both are equally important for a healthy relation.

Brijesh

Some time I like a pain better than the all happiness of my life.

Brijesh

Intellectuality is a mood, few get it habitually and few hardly....

Brijesh

Philosophy

“Philosophy” an inconclusive term, it’s all relative. The best, when one develops his/her own philosophy. Certainly it should be ethical.

Brijesh

Reborn

I want to reborn, bit taller and lil fair. Hey Time, will you wait for me till I growup once again?

Brijesh

Years later

Years later when we met, that feeling was still live in my eyes and she could pretend that she is still gorgeous.

Brijesh

Though consciences prevent to repeat mistake, don’t know why heart compel to reiterate it!!!!

Brijesh

Rishte hai khwabo ke

Kuch khwab aankho me sajaye the humne,
ab ye boond ban ke behte hai
Kabhi utar ke labo pe 
khare pani ki tarah chubhte hai
pankh laga do agar inhe tum
to sayad aakash me ud jaye
kuch rishte adhure se
kya pata khwabo me hi jud jaye.

Brijesh

Ajnabee

Ek ajnabee sa khwab aur khwabo me ajnabee se chehre,
need khuli to aayina dekha, koi ajnabee si hi tasbeer thi..
sayad koi ajnabee rehta hai ab khud me, ya ajnabee hoo khud se. 

Brijesh

Hawao pe ungliyo se likhte rahte ho. koi jhoka uda ke le jaye na arman sare, par shayad us tak pahucha de, jo bekhabar hai.

Brijesh

Shash chalte chalte yu ruki ki hum khud se juda ho gaye

A poem by

Brijesh

बारिश

बारिश होती है जब, तो
इन गारे पत्थर की दीवारों पर
भीगे भीगे नक़्शे बनने लगते हैं!
हिचकी-हिचकी बारिश तब...
पहचानी सी इक कहानी लिखती है.
बारिश कुछ कह जाती है...
ऐसे ही अश्क़ों से भीगा एक खत
शायद, तुमने पहले देखा हो? 

Gulzar

Har lafz ko kagaj pe utara nahi jaata,
Har naam ko sar-e-aam pukaara nahi jaata,
Hoti hai pyar mein kuch raaz ki baatein,
Yunhi to is khel mein harra nahi jaata...

SMS

Kash

Kash tum chand aur mein sitara hota,
Aasman par ek aashiyana hamara hota,
Log tumhe dur bahut dur se dekhte aur
Tumhe chune ka haq sirf hamara hota..

SMS

Jaise

Jaise phool aur khushbu, jaise khushi aur muskan, jaise sundarta aur taazgi; kuch cheeze hoti hi hai sath rehne k liye.

SMS

Hurt a true heart as many times u want, it wont stop loving u, but if u cheat a true heart,it wont hurt or hate u but it wont dare to love u again....!

Got from :)

Patience

If thou speakest not I will fill my heart with thy silence and endure it.


I will keep still and wait like the night with starry vigil

and its head bent low with patience.

The morning will surely come, the darkness will vanish,

and thy voice pour down in golden streams breaking through the sky.

Then thy words will take wing in songs from every one of my birds' nests,

and thy melodies will break forth in flowers in all my forest groves.
 
Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali

From - Gitanjali

In desperate hope I go and search for her in all the corners of my room; I find her not.
My house is small and what once has gone from it can never be regained.

But infinite is thy mansion, my lord, and seeking her I have to come to thy door.
I stand under the golden canopy of thine evening sky and I lift my eager eyes to thy face.

I have come to the brink of eternity from which nothing can vanish--no hope,
no happiness, no vision of a face seen through tears.

Oh, dip my emptied life into that ocean, plunge it into the deepest fullness.
Let me for once feel that lost sweet touch in the allness of the universe.


Rabindranath Tagore

Let me be your tears

If I could be any part of you, I’d be your tears. To be conceived in your heart, born in your eyes, live on your cheeks, and die on your lips.

The Breath..

In this heavy life it doesn't matter how many breath you took in, what matter is, the moments which could stop your breath.

Brijesh

The morning thought

I realized that sometimes you love somebody so much that you will always get that feeling, that sting in your chest every time you think of them, everytime you hear their name, everytime you see their picture...no matter how many other people you are ever with.

Morning thought

Tumse milne ke din to gaye, hai hum kya se kya ho gaye.

Album - Tum yaad aaye.

Tum Yaad aaye..

Muhabaat palko pe kitne haseen khwab sajati hai,
phoolo se mahekte khwab,
sitaaro se jagmagate khwab,
shabnam se barashte khwab,
phir kabhi yu bhi hota hai
ki palkha ki daleeyo se  khwabo ke saare parinde ud jaate hai.
aur aakhe hairan si rah jati hai. 

Album - Tum yaad aaye.

It's Season of Smile :)

Wherever life may lead me, in the end i still know i won that battles i fought behind, and will win great battles ahead.

Who know what it is..

She asked "what's happening?  I said, "counting my fingers, how many I had and how many I have?"
She said "what's this?" she didn't get. I replied "it wasn't to make u understand" :)
Again she asked, "r u waiting? " I said "no, actually I am not."  


Brijesh 

He said...

Freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to make mistakes.


Indolence is a delightful but distressing state; we must be doing something to be happy.
 
Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will.


The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.


- Mahatma Gandhi

Ye Bikhri Zindagi

Bikhri hai kuch zindagi yu es chaar diwari me,

Bikhri shaase, bikhri shaam aur kuch bikhre ahsaash,

Shikwa nahi ab es bihkhre pan se,

Shayad khuch bhkhri ummide bhi padi hai is bishtar ke tale.


Brijesh

Looks are deceptive

Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.

I Miss You

I count the hours, I count the days.
How much I miss you, I count the ways.


I miss your voice, I miss your touch.
And I miss the face, That I love so much.


How to describe it, There is now way.
I walk around, In a permanent daze.


I long to feel, Your warm embrace.
And to see a smile, Upon your face.


I will not sleep, Won't close one eye.
Until you're home, Safe and alive.


While you're overseas, And I'm safe at home.
I think of you out there, In danger and alone.

This is the life you've chosen,
And I can't change your mind.


You've found your inner bravery,
And now I must find mine.


I miss you so much,
And this feeling will go on,
Until you're safe in my arms.

कभी कभी...

कभी कभी मेरे दिल मैं ख्याल आता हैं

कि ज़िंदगी तेरी जुल्फों कि नर्म छांव मैं गुजरने पाती

तो शादाब हो भी सकती थी।

यह रंज-ओ-ग़म कि सियाही जो दिल पे छाई हैं

तेरी नज़र कि शुओं मैं खो भी सकती थी।

मगर यह हो न सका और अब ये आलम हैं

कि तू नहीं, तेरा ग़म तेरी जुस्तजू भी नहीं।

गुज़र रही हैं कुछ इस तरह ज़िंदगी जैसे,

इससे किसी के सहारे कि आरझु भी नहीं.

न कोई राह, न मंजिल, न रौशनी का सुराग

भटक रहीं है अंधेरों मैं ज़िंदगी मेरी.

इन्ही अंधेरों मैं रह जाऊँगा कभी खो कर

मैं जानता हूँ मेरी हम-नफस, मगर यूंही

कभी कभी मेरे दिल मैं ख्याल आता है.

Quote

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.

Eleanor Roosevelt

Relationship

We often use relationship to fulfill ourselves, but some time we should use ourselves to fulfill our relationship.

Careful..

Making a sensible enemy is always better than making a friend who pretends, he/she is innocent.

Don't Quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low, and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with it's twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.

Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,
It's when things seem worse,
That you must not quit.

...Edgar A. Guest

Zindagi Teri Rahein

Kitni Aasan Thi Zindagi Teri Rahein,
Mushkilein Hum Khud Hi Kharidtey Rahey,
Aur Kuch Mil Jaye To Achha HOTA,
Bahut Pa Lene Pe Bhi Yehi Sochtey Rahey.

Humye Gum Nahi...

Mujhe Gum Nahi, Wo Humye Na Mile,

Humye Gum Hai Ki, Hum Unhe Na Mile.

Brijesh

Life is truly balanced :)

Who on this earth has got everything which he wished for? Believing, God doesn’t give every thing to every body; but still searching for some one who has got everything, it may be my way to satisfy myself. Forget, what God gives, it is difficult for one to acquire every thing which he desire.

I can see only two ways to live the life. One, get satisfied with what best you get and pursue your life. Second, keep chasing the things which you want. Second one may give you possibility to get something which you wanted, but be prepared for the loss which you will experience while pursuing your wish.

To conclude...

A gain might carry the loss at the other side of coin and a loss may lead to gain, life is truly balanced :)

Brijesh

Kuch ajeeb hai rishtey

kabhi to saath reh ke bhi nahi ban pate
aur kabhi bina mile hi ban jate hai...

kabhi to chah ke bhi nahi judte
aur kabhi, na chahh ke bhi jud jate hai..

Brijesh

Fir wahi barish

Wahi barish, wahi shaam, koi dhudhli si yaad, lagta hai hotho pe laut aaye gi fir wahi bat.

Brijesh
April 12, 2010.

Ways of life..

I tried all the ways.... better one goes to hell, others are with a symbol says goes to "Girls" and bold instruction "Enter at your own risk" :p

Brijesh

एक बरस बीत गया...

पथ निहारते नयन,
गिनते दिन पल छिन,
लौट कभी आएगा,
मन का जो मीत गया,
एक बरस बीत गयाI

Atal..

Dream..

Dream your world, dream your sky,.. dream your height and dream your fly.
Brijesh.

ज़िन्दगी के सभी रास्ते सर्द हैं,
अजनबी रात के अजनबी दर्द हैं,
याद से कह दो गुज़र जाये, बहुत बात हुई,
मैं थक गया हूं, मुझे सोने दो, बहुत रात हुईI
Gulzar...

A newly married couple's story

A newlywed couple moves into their new house. One day the husband comes home from work and his wife says, "Honey, you know, in the upstairs bathroom one of the pipes is leaking, could you fix it?" The husband says, "What do I look like, Mr. Plumber?" A few days go by, and he comes home from work and his wife says, "Honey, the car won't start. I think it needs a new battery. Could you change it for me?" He says: "What do I look like, Mr. Goodwrench?" Another few days go by, and it's raining pretty hard. The wife finds a leak in the roof. She says, "Honey, there's a leak on the roof! Can you please fix it?" He says, "What do I look like, Bob Vila?" The next day the husband comes home, and the roof is fixed. So is the plumbing. So is the car. He asks his wife what happened. "Oh, I had a handyman come in and fix them," she says. "Great! How much is that going to cost me?" he snarls. Wife says: "Nothing. He said he'd do it for free if I either baked him a cake or slept with him." "Uh, well, what kind of cake did you make?" asks the husband. "What do I look like," she says, "Betty Crocker?"

Novel Finding

Novel Finding - I eat Icecream After two years and found, it taste similar as it was two year back, if you don't believe you can try it :P

A blank page….

which one is easy - paint life on a canvas or write it on a page? I am trying since last few days but still page is blank. Difficult to understand, is it talent or emotion which flows on paper… lets see, so many complications in life and it takes its own time to get solve.

Brijesh :)

A comment on my life.

Years ago, must be four; I decided to write a book. I thought human, at least I, always get attracted for something which I never had. Must be tendency of living being to search, even I m not but I did so and decided to start. Never found a better title than “In Search of love”.

The Journey Started when I felt need, it was the time when my mother expired. A relation which I never understood and when could, nothing was in hand.

Abstracting a story, need to release. if not in book, surely in blog.

Brijesh, 23rd Jan. 2010

In quest of love by Jhonny Thermidor

I slide along the edge of the stream,
Crossing the narrow road leading to it,
Seach in the depth of the fussed ocean,
To find the portion reserved for me!

I wander throughout the universe,
Tracking the silvary, sparkled stars.
Conspicuously, I've been so exhausted,
My naive heart chose not to surrender!

I interrogate the reflective cloud,
It points me to the house of obscurity,
I hasten to go to the peaceful spot,
There was not even the shadow of it!

I had even walked out of boundaries,
To know whether which direction it took,
I crapped out and fell on the wrong road.
However, I was hopeful and undismayed!

Lastly, a quiescent mind appealing me,
Thus, my heart plunges under the ocean,
To strike the accuracy of the true love.
Meanwhile, I hope that it will discern it!

Choose one.

Emotion is not good for success but may be good to be a good human being.
Brijesh N Bhatt, 19th Jan 2010