sarakti jaye hai rukh se naqaab ahista-ahista
March 14, 2008 at 2:59 pm | In my favourite ghazals | 3 Commentssarakti jaye hai rukh se naqaab ahista-ahista
nikalta aa raha hai aftab ahista-ahista
javaan hone lage jab woh to ham se kar liya parda
haya yak lakht aayi aur shabaab ahista-ahista
shab-e-furkat ka jaaga hoon farishton ab to sone do
kabhi fursat mein kar lena hisab ahista-ahista
savaal-e-vasl par un ko uduu kaa Khauf hai itna
dabe honthon se dete hain jawaab ahista ahista
hamare aur tumhare pyar mein bas farq hai itna
idhar to jaldi jaldi hai udhar ahista ahista
woh bedardi se sar kaate ‘Ameer’ aur main kahoon un se
huzoor ahista-ahista janab ahista-ahista…
Mother tongue influence-2
March 14, 2008 at 1:12 pm | In I,me,myself n my life, News and Views | 2 CommentsHave realized lot of people want to know more about “mother tongue influence”.
What is MTI? It is the influence of the accent of your mother tongue on the accents of other languages you speak, esp English. And it is a common problem that people face. None of us can speak proper South England English and I don’t think that would serve any purpose. The basic intention of any language is to communicate and to get our ideas across. For that mutual intelligibility is more than enough.
You need to know good English and should be able to communicate properly. When you talk, the other person should be able to understand what you are talking. But we still need to have good knowledge of the English language today. So, what do we do for that? The ancient method of reading still holds good. Read books, if you don’t have the patience to read books, read newspapers. It would improve your English as well as keep you informed. Another thing which you should do is talk to people in English. Don’t bother what others might think and there are many who wouldn’t laugh at you but would try to help you correct your English. I know it’s a little difficult when you aren’t sure if you sound right. But you want to speak good English and only you can make an effort towards it, no one else. If anyone wants to know anything, my blog is open to questions. Would be glad to help anyone 
Breaking up…
March 11, 2008 at 8:34 pm | In I,me,myself n my life | 1 CommentIs love really worth all the pain?
Was watching Kareena and Saif at the Filmfare awards. I was actually feeling so irritated, the whole drama and thinking about Shahid was increasing my irritation. He wouldn’t even have bothered watching it on TV (he wasn’t there on the venue, as expected)!!! Movie stars’ love lives have never interested me much but then why was I bothered when watching Kareena coochie cooing with Saif on the stage? May be because I’m also going through the after-effects of a break-up.
Well, that explains my irritation. And my question… Is love worth all the pain?
You waste time falling in love. Going through the whole process, starting from meeting the right person, getting close, falling head-over-heels in love, realizing you want to spend your whole life with him/her, courting, talking to your parents, fighting them, realizing it’s not heading the right direction and then breaking up (can be in any order and it might differ from person to person). And after that you spend time feeling sad, crying, mourning, getting depressed (the time period here can differ too). And then you feel was it really worth it.
I know being in love is the best feeling one can ever get and falling out of it the worst. I’m still not sure if I’ve reached that stage of “love is crap”, “I don’t believe in love” or “don’t fall in love”. There is some part of me which says love’s there at least for people who are in it and who believe in it. For me it doesn’t exist any more because no more repeats for me.
Always thought mine was the matured sort of love. Yes, I was completely “in love”. Always happy, very few fights, lot of understanding, possessiveness only when required, talking about everything, being best friends, standing up to my parents (and never let the guy know what all my parents thought of him). All fairytale stuff. And then I woke up (or rather both of us woke up).
Don’t want to think what went wrong. But yes he has got out of it. Then why can’t I? More than love I guess it is the hurt feeling and the feeling that he has moved on. I don’t know how many go through the same ordeal (and I’m not even sure why I am posting this blog). But I have to get out of it and like many others I am trying my best and waiting for the “right person” again.
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