My Fairy Tale Reality

Hi ji,

Haye, I just adore my title, don't you? I am just going to randomly talk nonsense here ji. Why you ask? Because it's my fairy tale reality silly. Ohh, I think I should post this before my computer freezes.....

Oh no what's wrong with my siggy:(:(:(

Wow, I love the title. It's nice. I shall post random things as well. May I do so?

Of course bachche, it's your journal as much as mine ji.


Oh don't you just adore my siggy?

Ok, I'm officially in adorement with my siggy.

Hai ram Di I love it. I love that picture of Krishan ji, I have a black and white one, par I don't know how to put it up :(

Haye, mujhe dijiye I'll put it up for you ji.

Okay ji i'll send you two of them, if the big one doesn't work please try the little one.

Namaste Aksha aur simran ji!!!

Namaste Wasama

So what is this thread about?

It's a journal and random thoughts

oh ok...nice one...

Haan ji.

I'm trying to resize the two pics, they won't work for me ji. I'll ask Andy to if and when he feels that I should be honored to talk with ji.

Hey Wasama.

Hi simrani ji..Ap kaise hain..aur ajka thoughts kya hai...=)

I'm ok, aap kaise hai? Aaj ke thoughts, hmmm soch ke bata thi hoon ji.

Main theek thak ji...apki siggy bohot sweet or cute hai..

i saw the pic..:p..who is tht

Paresh is such a cute bacha

So is Punit..haye what happened to me? I was a cute chubby bachi once

Yh but why is Simran ji deleting the pics?

Kyunki there are some chors who steal cute baby pictures, is liye you have to delete them

hehehehe...yesh yesh..:D

Yes is liye you can't keep the pictures up for too long or they might get stolen

Haye Di you were chooooo chweeet.

Aww its her..SHe is so sweet!!!..CHubby chubby..:D

omg who is that...tht is so so sweeeeeet

adorable!!!

Yup all cute se bache. I like meenu's eyes. They are so sharp and pretty. And bhaiya looks so cute in that pose. His smile na resembles you Di

Yaay they all look so adorable but simran jis smile was so sweet..

Harjot looks like you Di which is why i thought it was you only

Haye Di mamma and bebe ji look so happy on your birthday

Who are the ppl in this one..

no ji i will...kasam se...im not...i was just looking at them...Don't u trust me a bit..

Hmmm....you took my baby pic ji.

no i just pasted the urk asked aksha ji who is tht..i din't save it..umm wats goin on behind my back..:D

I see ji

I din't save it believe me..but who where those 3 ppl

They were my cousins

oh ok..cute ji..:)

Haan ji ji

You know sometimes people say that 'There once was a time that...'. I never used to get what was so big about that time that once was. As a kid I'd be like hmm haan ji, tha, whenever my grandparents started to talk about that time ji. Now, being only 19 I tell my 6 six year old cousin that when I was 6 I did this, I did that. Then suddenly I find myself thinking wow I just said that, I'm not that old, but I'm not what my cousin is either. I used to be told by my elders that when they were my age they did, they did that ji. I used to just ignore it when they used to say all that because I was more interested in playing games with the others. Now I dislike myself for not listening because, the stories are gone with those people ji.

When I was younger I would alwayz fight with my siblings for a particular toy ji. My mama ji would say bachcha party go to sleep. In our holidays it would be the four of us, my brother, and my two cousins. Well it would be the four of whenever, but we used to be in the same room with our grandparents ji. I being the oldest would be lectured that I need to be mature and not fight with them etc etc etc. They I would make my(according to mama ji) 'the smile noone could say no to' and say but I wanted to play too ji. Then my mama ji would say koi baat nahi I'll take you to work with me. Then I would go into my grandparents' room and with my stupid grin announce that I'm going to mama ji's work. Phir it was all how can Simran di go and we can't? Can't believe how we all pestered mama ji and mami ji.

Well, anywayz, we were talking about there once was a time thing. So let me tell you there once was a time when I'd go to my grandparents at 8pm every night and ask to be told a story. There once was a time when my grandfather stopped everything and told me religious stories ji. There once was a time when he told me of his days in India, his childhood, his time raising his children. There once was a time when I could get up in the middle of the night and cry for a comforting hug without trying to explain my need to be hugged ji. There once was a time when they held me and told me all the stories in the world. There once was a time when I was naive of what bad truly was. There once was a time when everything revolved around them. There once was a time when they were alive...

There once was a time ji, indeed there was. Life goes on, it doesn't wait for you to fully let it sink in of what has happened. Time does not slow down for anyone, not even for the richest of them all. Maybe that's why it's said money can't buy everything ji. I think I had a childhood just yesterday, though now it feels that many centuries have passed since I was that child. There once was a time when my being scared of everything was justified ji. There once was a time when I could yell across the room without saying sorry for deafening the ears along the way. Now I realize how important this 'There once was a time' line truly is ji. It lets you go see the special moments that seem lost in today's world. It lets you see that at least there was a time when this thing that now means nothing, had meant something ji.

I realize now that aging does bring you wisdom. Ten years ago, I'd get so gussa when my mom, or anyone tell me that there is another of doing what I already did ji. I'd be so gussa thinking I did it all by myself, and my way is the bestest way there ever was invented. Now ten years later I remember building a fort, that took me 4 hours to build then, which only took me 10 minutes to build today. My mom was right then, and right today, that there was another way to build that fort ji. An eazier way to build that fort which had made me feel so good that day. I still don't believe that age brings you experience, but I do believe that age brings some sort of wisdom ji. The wisdom to accept when you are wrong, the wisdom to see problems that never happened with you in the eye that IF they had happened what would you have done ji. If only I was wiser before :9:.

Chalo I'm going to play now because this is my journal:D.

Luv you

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Yeh hai mere Keshav ji

The soul is immortal. It does not take birth. Nor does it die. Nobody can kill you. Then why feel worried? Or fear anybody.

Whatever happened in the past was for the good. Whatever is happening now is also for the good. Whatever will happen in the future will be for the good too. Hence do no repent over the past. Do not worry for the future. Just think of the present that is in progress.

What have you lost for which you wee? What is that you brought with you but have now lost? What is there that you produced but has now perished? You did not bring anything to this world .Whatever you have, you had it only here. Whatever you have taken it is from Him, the Almighty. Whatever you rendered it was rendered into His. Empty-handed you came and empty-handed you will go. Whatever is yours today was somebody else’s yesterday and will be somebody else’s tomorrow. You take delight in the illusion that it belongs to you. Also this illusory happiness is at the root of all your suffering.

Change is the law of Universe. What you deem as death is, in reality, life. A moment can turn you into a millionaire; another can reduce you to a pauper. Free your mind from such thoughts as ‘this is mine-this yours’, ‘this is great –this petty’ and the shackles that hold you capital will collapse. Then everything will belongs to you and you to everyone.

Neither you belong to the body nor body belongs to you. The body is constituted by the five elements: earth, water, air, fire and vacuum. After death, it will disintegrate and return to these elements. The soul, however, is eternal and unchangeable. What are you- the soul or the body?

Surrender yourself to the will of God. He is the best anchor. He who knows about this anchor gets liberated from fear, anxiety and sorrow for ever.

Dedicate all your actions to God. It will enable you to experience the happiness of a truly Liberated One

^^^If I let my SOUL understand this, I'll achieve salvation ji. Actually wait, if He gives me the strength to understand this, then I will achieve salvation, I will atain peace...

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Yeh hai mere Rab ji

God is love and love is God. As God cannot be confined, restricted or limited to any particular
creed, cult, race, similarly Religion of love cannot
be restricted or confined in geographical limits
and boundaries. Sri Guru Nanak Sahib's Religion
of Love is cosmic and universal in its appeal,
holy folds and dimensions.

It is a Religion of perfect and universal Love
totally free from man-made barriers of colour, caste, creed and status. It is a Religion which radiates with a deep thirst for the Divine and
with the highest gospel of purity of heart,
mind, body, speech and deeds.

It is a Religion which establishes brotherhood of
the whole global community irrespective of colour, caste, creed, race and nationality purely on the basis and foundation of love and equality,
all being the children of the same lovable God.


Jup: In seven parts, Jup describes the greatness of the Supreme Lord. Its very recitation or mere listening is bound to evoke deep devotion in the heart of the listener.

So Dar: The Word is Beauty. The Word is Power. In the crucible of Name, melts the nectar of the Name. No one really knows His true greatness

So Purakh: Naam is the breath of life. Those who have not sought the sanctuary of the true Guru and the Sangat are cursed. Those who serve God find peace.

Sohila: Gurmukh is the living expression of Guru's Words. The teacher of teachers is one who appears in many forms. Meeting the Guru your affairs are resolved. Purchase only that for which you have come into this world.

Siree Raag: The splendor of maya is deceptive. In that place where the lowly are cared for, there His blessings rain down. Tell your troubles to the One who is the source of all comfort. The world is a drama staged in a dream. The body is pure in which the True Name abides. As we plant, so we harvest and eat.

Raag Maajh: He alone is a companion who shows me the way to Lord. The word of your bani is inside as well as outside. Meditating on the Naam, I have found great peace. God has produced everything in great abundance. Serving the True Guru is the greatest greatness...

Raag Gauree: Without the Fear of God, no one crosses over the world-ocean. The body is dust; the wind speaks through it. One who takes pride in himself shall never be right. The Lord's slaves attain the highest status of life. The Name makes a man pure and fearless. (This very long chapter contains the well known Sukhmani, the peace of mind.)

Raag Aasaa: This is also a very long chapter with 142 parts. Included in this are the compositions of Kabir, Dhanna, Daiv Shaik Fareed, Sant Ravidas, etc.

Raag Goojaree: I would make Your Name the sandalwood, and my mind the stone to rub it on. His lamps are the sun and the moon. Cursed is that life, in which the Lord's Love is not obtained. When God instills His fear, a balanced detachment springs up in the mind. The most fortunate ones serve their Guru; there is no difference between the Divine Guru and the Lord.

Raag Dayv: Without the Name of the Lord, the beautiful are just like the noseless ones. O my mind, act as it pleases God. O mother, without the Guru, spiritual wisdom is not obtained. Whenever something comes to mind, it is You. In this world, I have seen love to be false. Whether they are spouses or friends, all are concerned only with their own happiness.

Raag Bihaagra: All are travelers, who have gathered under the world-tree, and are bound by their many bonds. In this world, the best occupation is to sing the Praises of the Naam. Rituals and religions are all just entanglements; bad and good are bound up with them. The ignorant fools pick up stones and worship them. But when those stones themselves sink, who will carry you across?

Raag Wadahans: When the mind is filthy, everything is filthy; by washing the body, the mind is not cleaned. This mind is not controlled by any other discipline, except the Sanctuary of the True Guru. Emotional attachment to Maya is darkness; without the Guru, there is no wisdom. Dwell forever and ever upon the Lord God, and you shall find the gate of salvation.

Raag Sorat'h: Make your ever-decreasing life your shop, and make the Lord's Name your merchandise. The benefit of bathing at the sixty-eight sacred shrines of pilgrimage is obtained by the Blessed Vision of the Guru's Darshan. O mind, serve the True Guru, and obtain peace. As long as this person believes in love and hate, it is difficult for him to meet the Lord

Raag Dhanaasaree: The body is the paper, and the mind is the inscription written upon it. The ignorant fool does not read what is written on his forehead. He alone is a Yogi, who understands the Way. He alone is a Qazi, who turns away from the world, and who, by Guru's Grace, remains dead while yet alive. He alone is a Brahmin, who contemplates God. The Lord saves His Saints.

Raag Jaitsree: As Gurmukh, purchase the merchandise of the Naam. Whatever I wish for, I receive; my hopes and desires are fulfilled, meditating on God. I have enshrined that love which drenches my soul. Nothing seems sweet to His devotees, except the Lord. When God becomes merciful, Maya does not cling.

Raag Todee: Forgetting God one is ruined forever. The sublime essence of Lord is found in the Saadh sangat. The Name of the Lord is the medicine. One who has found God keeps quiet about it...

Raag Bairaaree: God is supreme and is incomprehensible even to Gods. Meditate upon God constantly for salvation. Whatever your mind desires, that you will obtain.

Raag Tilang:The world is transitory, Lord's devotees are like sandalwood, the body is dyed in greed, true peace comes with His name,

Raag Soohee: Build the raft of meditation and self-discipline, to carry you across the river. That vessel alone is pure, which is pleasing to Him. One who looks upon all with a single eye, and knows them to be one and the same - he alone is known as a Yogi. That stone, which he calls his god, that stone pulls him down and drowns him.

Raag Bilaaval: I serve the Lord of the Universe; I have no other work to do. How rare is that person, who looks upon life and death alike. He alone serves the Guru, O Beloved, unto whom the Lord becomes merciful. They are said to be very fortunate, O Beloved, who who dwell in the Society of the Saints.

Raag Gond: Through the Naam, my affairs are resolved. My mind is accustomed to the Naam. Through the Naam, I have become fearless. Let your mind accept the Word of the Guru's Shabad, and His Mantra. Twenty-four hours a day, sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord. This is the purpose of human life.

Raag Raamkalee: Please rid me of the desire to live, O my Lord and Master. In the midst of hope, remain untouched by hope; then, O Nanak, you shall meet the One Lord. The Langar - the Kitchen of the Guru's Shabad has been opened, and its supplies never run short. Whatever His Master gave, He spent; He distributed it all to be eaten.

Raag Nat Naaraayan: Very fortunate are those who meditate on the Lord's Name; they alone are the Lord's devotees. Whoever chants His Name is liberated; whoever listens to it is saved, as is anyone who seeks His Sanctuary. The treasure of the Naam, the Name of the Lord, is everything for me.

Raag Maale Gaaura: The Panch Shabad, the five primal sounds, vibrate and resound in the Court of the Lord. The Naam, the Name of the Lord, is the Purifier of sinners; the unfortunate wretches do not like this. One may give donations in charity at Prayaag, and cut the body in two at Benares,but without the Lord's Name, no one attains liberation, even though one may give away huge amounts of gold.

Raag Maaroo: All must abandon their worldly homes; no one remains here forever.Forgetting the Lord, your own virtues shall rot away. The night is a net, and the day is a net; there are as many traps as there are moments. The food of spiritual wisdom is the supremely sweet essence. He alone is a Qazi, who practices the Truth. He alone is a Haji, a pilgrim to Mecca, who purifies his heart. He alone is a Mullah, who banishes evil.

Raag Tukhaari: The Word of the Shabad is the lamp which illuminates the three worlds; it slaughters the five demons. I am a stone in the Boat of the Guru. Please carry me across the terrifying ocean of poison. Without the Fear of God, His Love is not obtained. Without the Fear of God, no one is carried across to the other side.

Raag Kaydaaraa: That person, upon whom my Lord and Master showers His Mercy - the Lord attunes that one to Himself. Let my mind become the dust of all; may I abandon my egotistical intellect. One who eats and drinks countless delicacies is no more than a donkey, a beast of burden. In the Fear of God, is the Love of God. You live in a house of sand, but you still puff up your body - you ignorant fool!

Raag Bhairao: The Guru is Divine; the Guru is Inscrutable and Mysterious. Serving the Guru, the three worlds are known and understood. Without the True Word of the Shabad, you shall never be released, and your life shall be totally useless. The Yogis, the householders, the Pandits, the religious scholars, and the beggars in religious robes - they are all asleep in egotism. In this Dark Age of Kali Yuga, glorious greatness is obtained through the Lord's Name.

Raag Basant: Karma is the tree, the Lord's Name the branches, Dharmic faith the flowers, and spiritual wisdom the fruit. If the mind is not pure, what use is it to hold the breath at the Tenth Gate? If someone's soul is polluted within, what is the use of his traveling to sacred shrines of pilgrimage all over the world? This mind is released, only when it meets with the True Guru.

Raag Saarang: O my mind, chant the Name of the Lord, and study His Excellence. That poison which you believe to be your own - you must abandon it and leave it behind. What a load you have to carry on your head! Only the Word of the Holy Saint is eternal. Without the Name, everyone is poor. Hearing the Name, all supernatural spiritual powers are obtained, and wealth follows along. Water is the father of the world; in the end, water destroys it all.

Raag Malaar: Pain is the poison. The Lord's Name is the antidote. One who sings the Glorious Praises of the True Lord, merges in the True Lord. The Shabad is the Guru's Gift. It shall bring you lasting peace deep within; it shall always stand by you. O Pandit, O religious scholar, reflect on this in your mind. Why do you read so many other things, and carry such a heavy load? Those who follow the Guru's Teachings are the true spiritual warriors.

Raag Kaanraa: Meeting with the humble Saints, filth is washed away. My mind is the dust of the feet of the Saints. Whoever remembers his Guru, shall not suffer sorrow, even in dreams. Devotion is the natural quality of God's devotees. Blessed is that love, which is attuned to the Lord's Feet. He alone is liberated, O Nanak, whose True Guru is Good. The Sat Sangat, the True Congregation of the True Guru, is the school of the soul, where the Glorious Virtues of the Lord are studied.

Raag Kalyaan: When you serve the Lord, Death cannot even see you. It comes and falls at the feet of those who know the Lord. Those whom my Lord and Master protects - a balanced wisdom comes to their ears. That mortal being is supreme among all people, who is perfumed by the fragrance of the Lord's Name

Raag Prabhaatee: Whoever the Lord blesses with forgiveness - his affairs are perfectly resolved. Your Name is the only cure; nothing else works, O Infinite Creator Lord. That body in which the Naam does not well up - that body becomes miserable. There is no sacred shrine equal to the Guru. The Guru encompasses the ocean of contentment. Both the singer and the listener are liberated, when, as Gurmukh, they drink in the Lord's Name, even for an instant.

Raag Jaijaavantee: You must understand that this wealth is just a dream. Why are you so proud? The empires of the earth are like walls of sand. Night and day, you listen to the Puraanas, but you do not understand them, you ignorant fool! Death has arrived; now where will you run?

Shalok Sehskritee, First Mehl & Fifth Mehl: If you know God and the nature of karma,you know that all these rituals and beliefs are useless. Says Nanak, meditate on the Lord with faith. Without the True Guru, no one finds the Way. The Righteous Judge of Dharma is relentless; he counts each and every breath. The mortal is beautiful and speaks sweet words, but in the farm of his heart, he harbors cruel vengeance. He pretends to bow in worship, but he is false. Beware of him, O friendly Saints

Fifth Mehl, Gaat'haa: Even if the mortal could reduce himself to the size of an atom, and shoot through the ethers, worlds and realms in the blink of an eye, O Nanak, without the Holy Saint, he shall not be saved. That palace is beautiful, in which the Kirtan of the Lord's Praises are sung. One's bad reputation is erased by a true son, who meditates in his heart on the Guru's Mantra

Phunhay, Fifth Mehl: The Lord is found in the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy. I have seen all places, but none can compare to You. The eyes which do not see the Holy - those eyes are miserable.The ears which do not hear the Sound-current of the Naad - those ears might just as well be plugged. The tongue which does not chant the Naam ought to be cut out, bit by bit.

Chaubolas, Fifth Mehl: How long can the physicians go on, suggesting various therapies? You fool, remember the One Lord; only He shall be of use to you in the end.

Shaloks Of Devotee Kabeer Jee: Kabeer, earrings made of gold and studded with jewels, look like burnt twigs, if the Name is not in the mind. Kabeer, rare is such a person, who remains dead while yet alive.Singing the Glorious Praises of the Lord, he is fearless. Kabeer, she came to me in various forms and disguises.My Guru saved me, and now she bows humbly to me. Kabeer, those who only preach to others - sand falls into their mouths.

Shaloks Of Shaykh Fareed Jee: Kabeer, the Brahmin may be the guru of the world, but he is not the Guru of the devotees.
He rots and dies in the perplexities of the four Vedas. Fareed, do not turn around and strike those who strike you with their fists. Kiss their feet, and return to your own home. If you desire your Beloved, then do not break anyone's heart.

Swaiyas From The Mouth Of The Great Fifth Mehl: Chant and vibrate the Name of the Lord, O Nanak, through the Teachings of the Saints. Meditate on the Lord with love in your soul. Lust, anger, egotism, jealousy and desire are eliminated by chanting the Name of the Lord. Those who serve Guru Amar Daas - their pains and poverty are taken away, far away. Glass is transformed into gold, listening to the Word of the Guru's Shabad.

Shaloks In Addition To The Vaars: One who understands himself, meets with the Lord, and never dies again. If you wish to put out the fire, then look for water; without the Guru, the ocean of water is not found. Without the Shabad, everyone is dead. True love and affection are obtained from the Perfect Guru.

Shalok, Ninth Mehl: If you do not sing the Praises of the Lord, your life is rendered useless. Like a dream and a show, so is this world, you must know. None of this is true, O Nanak, without God.

Mundaavanee, Fifth Mehl & Raag Maalaa: I had looked upon the world as my own, but no one belongs to anyone else. Each Raga has five wives, and eight sons, who emit distinctive notes.

*I couldn't find calligraphy for 'Allah':(*

I have watched Mahabharat, Ramayan, And Krishna countless times ji. I know them in and out. I can voice the dialogues as they go. But I am a stranger when it comes to my birth religion, Sikhism. This is because some gande bachche didn't let Late Ramanand Sagar(God bless his soul) protray any of the Gurus in human form. Seriously, I was so very gussa when I learnt that ji. Ke who protrayed Keshav was human, and Ram as well. Woh bhi Rab hai, aur innko yeh taangi thi ke human can't protray ji, ke use pictures. My interest, and my belief in Rab ji grew from all the things my grandfather taught me, and from watching these epics. Come on, as a kid I needed something that could maintain my attention span(I'm human Vinay lol), and it came in these story telling forms ji. I think someone should go supari them all. Noone voices at the right time but for the stupid things lives are taken ji.

Now that we are talking about religion, I want to talk about something. Whoever is reading this should understand I'm 19, and my opinion is not the END of the world. So just deal with it and go on. I respect every religion that there is in this world, and I think accepting different cultures is very eazy. I've adapted a lot of different religious wayz in my everday living, and it's peaceful. I mean I'm a born Sikh, lekin I fast on Monday's on Shiv ji's day. I keep fasts that are out of my 'religion' ji. My parents have taught me to believe in everything and anything, because pathar ko pujo toh bhagwan ho jaate hai. It's all in the faith. You are asked prove that He exists, then ask them prove that He doesn't exist. We have miracles in this world everyday, some small some big ji. Science can't have the answers to EVERYTHING, and it does not bring peace in you like faith in God does. I believe that there is only One, and He comes in many forms to different people on this earth ji. For some he comes as Nanak, some has Ram, some as Allah, and some as God.

We ask for guidance, strength, forgiveness, and happiness. This is universal, so why can't people accept that He is universal too? You call Him by different names, but you ask for what I ask for ji. I seek His guidance, as you seek as well. Why do people need to express that their God, their religion is better than others ji? Why can't we stay that little child who was so full of innocence, and the stronger form of tolerance and acceptance for everything? A child befriends another child, not because of their colour, race, religion, etc., but for the warmth of love, affection the child feels from the other child ji. What happens when you grow up? Why do you let yourself get engulfed in the politics man has created in religion, and overlook what religion is defined to be? People are so iccky. I guess peace will be achieved when everyone learns to accept and care for each other no matter what the race, or colour. And who wants peace when you can have 150 wars going on each day ji? Hmmmm....

My mom says something that I truly believe in. She says if a child is happy and smiles or laughs, think of it as God is happy. She says this because the truth, the innocence, the pure love, can only be found in a child's smile. A child doesn't think of a tomorrow as in what he will have to eat or drink, nor does he think of how to ruin a life or two. He thinks only of what he should play with, and how to get everyone to love him ji. A child is pure, and so is God. Like I remember a couple of years ago. Someone had yelled at me and as I am, I started crying on the sofa. Well it was of something else too, anywayz, I was crying. Then my 6 year old cousin(was 4 then) came upto me, and saw my tears. He didn't say anything to me. He moved my hands off my laps, and got up on them. He put his head on my shoulders, and started to hum the song that I did. He sat with me, and kissed my cheeks(I was amazed because according to him kisses were bad). He sat with me for 2 hours straight, and being just 4 that's like wow. He fell asleep, but his arms around my neck stayed in place ji.

His face had all the peace my heart needed. Galat nahi kehte when they say a child is God's greatest gift. He lets you be near Him through this child ji. My cousin had no intention of getting out of making me feel better, he sat there with me. He didn't want anything, no candy, no toy. He just wanted me to feel better ji. Like God, He doesn't want His children sad so he brings in nice thoughts that are greeted by a small smile. My cousin brought a smile to my face, and let me think ke where did my innocence go. Why can't I bring that peace to my face when I sleep at night. Why do I fear of what tomorrow will bring ji? I saw his sleeping face and all my worries ran away. He made me feel better without wanting anything in for return, he was a child then who couldn't say that he wants my smile in return. He was just there to comfort me. Then a few days later when he was frightened he came and hid in my arms. I thought this was the same child who a few days back gave me all the comfort I needed, was showing so much strength, and now is this tiny child who wants protection. Life is interesting. Then came a day, when he said something which came true...Indeed if a child is happy, God is too ji...

So I read/heard about what horrible thing a jerk did. He made cartoons of the Muslim Prophet, which I think is very wrong ji. I've seen drwaings where the figure is drwan of the Prophet, but He is left faceless. Every religion has its own thing to follow, and no low life has any right to absuse the religion ji. If I see that person na I will supari him, this time by a real don. Like I said, why can't people just learn to respect everyone??? It's so stupid. It's like if one finger breaks, automatically the whole hand is of no use till the finger heals. So if just a fraction of Muslims, not even, committed something bad, it automatically gets rubbed off onto the all community. Why? If someone in family did something wrong you don't want to be part of the blame, and you call that justified. Then why can't the Muslims say that, it was not us but just those few numbered there? I don't like this partiality(why can't I spell uff). It's so stupid. Why harass the whole community, when you can't get the damn people who are responsible for killing off innocent lives??? Ahh, mankind is so disgusting I tell you ji.

Ohh thinking of this made me think of something else(haila i can think!). That this cartoon made such a big impact on everyone when people STOOD up and voiced the wrong in it. If noone had stood up, this would have been let by. By these cartoons I realized that Hindus don't stand up as they should. Well noone does when it comes to Hindu religion. On The Simpsons, or any other show like that, they show Shiv ji, Ganesh ji in a mocking way. Noone has ever said anything wrong about that. Why not? In my views it is the same as the cartoons, it's an insult. But nothing gets said about that. Why doesn't anyone stand up for that ji? Why are some people standing up against the cartoons when someone VOICED its wrong doing ji, and not when there was no voice? People are iccky. They teach you to be equal to all, but when it comes the time to show equalness, there is only unequal there.

Ok, it so late right now I need to go now ji. I need ninni. I should not become an ullu's relative, I should stay a primate's relative only ji. Now I need to go sms Andy, and read Malak's email. Oh, and need to remember depression. Great fun ji. Bye bye.

Luv you all.

Oh Wasama or Malak, if you guys find Allah ji calligraphy, please post.

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I had just a sad dream today ji, it made me cry.:(

It's true, you don't remember the times spent together first, you remember the time you had to say goodbye ji...

Haye, I just the views to this topic, I'm chooo popular na ji. Chalo I shall type up long things and be all random. Pssshhh, I'm not pagal I double checked :D. My posting doesn't count lol, only others you visit here does, I'm chooo chmart. I shall make up a popular dance, I will stand on my bed and dance. Very unique dance, but I just need to be careful not to fall off it like I do hamesha se ji. Oh one more thing, our bachcha log words are being stolen. I need to copyright them ji. My words should stay mine. Haaawwwww, people can't think of their own words, and steal ours. Well that just shows how popular I am ji :D. Oh shut up, I'm not dreaming, I am popular, so pssshhh. I need to go somewhere in a little while ji. I'm so lazy, I need to get my work organized. I'm so disoragaized. Haye Rab ji, I'm choooo chaaaaaaad because my Sony has been disconnected:(. Not fair, I hate it!!!!! Oh one more thing, you know what I have noticed in the past few days. There are some people who like to play it safe. You know they won't stand up, when you talk to them about something they will agree with you and say haan I'm with you etc. Then you see them doing the exact opposite ji. They say, 'I'm never talking to so and so'. But just the next minute they are talking to that so and so. I really feel like going katti. Come on ji, stick to your words. I've stopped sticking up for people now, I only do it for some who are close to my heart. Others I just say whatever ji. Kyon ke they just back stab you and say haan it's ok. Yesh, why not just make me the villan??? It's so annoying to have people do that. You know what their problem is? hey just don't want to be independent, they want to 'belng'. But what is the use of belonging when it's over your self respect? People need to grow up!!! Ooops, I just yaaded I need to do something before mom does. See you laterz my sweets. Bye.

Luv you

Wow, this is so coulourful.

Hai nah, I just adore it ji. I think it's the bestest journal ever. :D

You know I was just about to say that..well not now, but a while back I was thinking ki i'd write this is the bestest and most colourful and most original journal ever.

I know it's choo very original :D

I just adore Keshav ji's Bal Gopal roop. Ke maiya mori main nahi makhaan khaiyo. Ke Dhau baada hi taang karriyo. I just want to hug Him, I know he's Rab ji lekin He's choooo cute ji. Haye......Rab ji bhi ho, woh bhi aapne bachpan ka poora anand lehte hai ji.

Bachpan hai hi aisi cheez ke swarg lagey uss maa ke pyar mein, uss babul ke laad mein. Babul bole saada hi chankate rehna yeh payal mere aangan mein. Rab jaye roop ko main pujta hi rahoon. Maa pehnay chudiyan inn gore haathon mein, babul ko yeh chudiyan dushmaan lagey. Ek saachai ka eshaas de, ke ud jaana chidiya ne ek din aapna basera kahin aur basa lena. Ke sada chidiyan da ammba ve ke assa ek din ud jaana babul. Laada hi londiya kyon yeh kudiyan jad ek din aansou de ke chad jaana. Janam diya kisne aur kisne leh jaana. Kaisi taqdeer leh kar aayee tu kudiyan.

Maa babul bole tujhe tu kisi ki amanant hai jis ko aapna humne samajh liya. Saas sasur bole ke tu toh begani jaan hai teeiye. Tenu kedha naam dema jis mein tu bole ke yeh mera hai. Kudiye kismat pooriye tenu kya satkar dema, tenu kis ka bola dema. Jamdi tu sambal di hai phagri aapne babul ki, suhgaan ban ke sambley tu phagri aapne sasur ki. Tere khando pe hai woh izzat ka bhooj jo koi aur na rakh saake. Tu hai laado rani aapne maa di, tu hai jaan aapne babul di. Phoolon mein tujhe paala unnho ne, sapne hazaar saja leh. Dhoop mein woh rahe tujhe shaa mein rakha. Babul ka yeh dil laado tu kadhi na samajh saake gi, woh chupke aansou rohe ga, tu unnko kadhi na dekh saake gi.

Babul ka yeh ghar laado kuch din ka basera hai, subah tune kahin aur ud jaana hai. Ek din aisa aye ga meri maaye, suraj tujhe salaam kare ga, badal baarse ga, chidiyan gaana gayengi, sab tujhe dekhaiye de ga, lekin teri laado rani kahin nahi dekhaiye degi tujhe. Chupa leh meri maaye kahin mujhe, sabki nazaaro se. Yeh kudiyan auro ko bahut jald dekhti hai, chupa leh menu inn nazaaro se. Main nahi kehna ke kaha janmi kaha zindagi beeta di. Chupa leh maa meriye. Main hoon woh anmol raatan jinna di loka di nagaa hai, kisine tera anmol raatan chura lena hai maaye, chupa leh menu, meri chamak aapne paas rakh leh. O mere daandiya raaba yeh teeya hai maar jaaniya, kinna nu jaamiya kinna ne leh jaaniya.

Ni maaye main geet te kheden chali. Sab sakiyan menu chad ke tooriya, sab sakiyan menu chad ke tooriyan ni main reh gi kal-me-kaali. Mera rajkumar aa gaya menu saath lene vaaste. Mere alfaazo ko babul ne Baani ke Shlok maango sune, menu paari maango rakha sabne. Kaanta bhi chub na paaye menu ke tune wahan phar rakha. Yeh dua maangi ke uss deewaar se bhi dukh door rahe jis deewar se meri deewar mile. Kadh jawan ho gayee ke mere pankh lag gaye udne ke liye, yeh mera babul soche ek baand kaamre mein. Meri gudiyan hi paas rah jaye gi, dekh lena mera bachpan unn mein. Babul meri gudiyan tere ghar rah gayee, likhiya naseeba diya choli vich pah gayee aa.

Babul mujhe mile teen. Ek ne janam diya, ek ne paala, ek ne bigaada. Sabki main shona thi. Jisne mujhe Simreya pukara woh ab gaye, yaadein peeche rah gayee. Shaadi ke baare mein kitna kuch bataya ke kya karoon gi main, woh saandesh rah gaye, saandesh dene wale gaye. Babul yeh tera ghar mera kabse na hua? Kab menu pata laga ke uda hai mujhe? Kab yeh laado rani hui itni parayi ke guddi ko gudda bhi chaiye? Kyon babul mere bol rahe ho ke beti ghar babul ke kisi aur ki amanant hai? Mujhe nahi kehna ke chidiyan ka aamba ve babul assa ud jaana. Nahi bolna ke jab yaad aaye meri toh uss suraj ki kirno ko dekh lena, meri muskaan vekh jaye gi. Nahi bolna ke yaad aaye meri toh chanda ki chandi vekh lena, meri aankhein ki chamak vekh jaye gi.

Babul tere baagiya ki main toh woh kaali hoon, chod teri baagiya mujhe ghar piya ka saajana hai. Babul phool ki tarah rakhe menu aur main javah aapni khusboo falaney kahin aur. Kyon hai yeh dastoor jo sirf mujhe nibahana hai? Maaye main toh hoon tere achal ki pyari si guddiya, tune mujhe janam diya, tera ghar kyon begaana hai? Kyon woh pal lehti hai tu maaye meriye? Kyon khud pe beetana chahti hai woh waqt jab mujhe, aapne khelje ke tukde ko, bhoolne mein naadiya bahani hai? Babul tere mahla toh main chali maar udari. Meri guddiyan reh chali tu vekh meri maaye, mere babula laado rani chali. Hun rukhe na rukhoon. Ab kinnu bologe subah ko ke woh kardi meri bachchi? Mere veere ne doli saaja di, woh yaada bachpan ki leh gayee saari di saari. Aapne hi ho gaye ne aaj menu paraye. Kaisa lekh likhaya maine mere babula, chod chali babul ka desh....

Yeh toh hai ek sapna, kabhi aansou aankhon mein iss judai ke na honege. How depressing :(:(:(

Luv you

Morpheus: Have you ever had a dream, Neo, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world? Neo

Siya

Siya that thing you posted is so good. That thought is so depressing kyon ke what if you wake up, and you don't have the time for a reality ji? Ok, I'm making myself depresed here.

Right now I'm worried for my bachcha.

Everyone hates me!!!!!!

Yo Sim! Dont make me slap her head aite!!(didnt that sound dangerous? lol ) nobody hates you..We all pyaar you rite guys? :D

Yes yes..we all pyaar you simran ji...:D

See! i told you so :D

Di I don't hate you.

Oh and I read your post. I really loved them.

Acha, you all pyar me? Hmmm, ok ji. I pyar you too. :)

Now I am going to start my fairy tale reality ji.

Well you know what my sweet journal ji? I got my marks, and I just adore them so much:D.

Haye, I just the views to this topic, I'm chooo popular na ji. Chalo I shall type up long things and be all random. Pssshhh, I'm not pagal I double checked :D. My posting doesn't count lol, only others you visit here does, I'm chooo chmart. I shall make up a popular dance, I will stand on my bed and dance. Very unique dance, but I just need to be careful not to fall off it like I do hamesha se ji. Oh one more thing, our bachcha log words are being stolen. I need to copyright them ji. My words should stay mine. Haaawwwww, people can't think of their own words, and steal ours. Well that just shows how popular I am ji :D. Oh shut up, I'm not dreaming, I am popular, so pssshhh. I need to go somewhere in a little while ji. I'm so lazy, I need to get my work organized. I'm so disoragaized. Haye Rab ji, I'm choooo chaaaaaaad because my Sony has been disconnected:(. Not fair, I hate it!!!!! Oh one more thing, you know what I have noticed in the past few days. There are some people who like to play it safe. You know they won't stand up, when you talk to them about something they will agree with you and say haan I'm with you etc. Then you see them doing the exact opposite ji. They say, 'I'm never talking to so and so'. But just the next minute they are talking to that so and so. I really feel like going katti. Come on ji, stick to your words. I've stopped sticking up for people now, I only do it for some who are close to my heart. Others I just say whatever ji. Kyon ke they just back stab you and say haan it's ok. Yesh, why not just make me the villan??? It's so annoying to have people do that. You know what their problem is? hey just don't want to be independent, they want to 'belng'. But what is the use of belonging when it's over your self respect? People need to grow up!!! Ooops, I just yaaded I need to do something before mom does. See you laterz my sweets. Bye.

Luv you


Hain - I should copy right my pssssh then haan :9:

Arre, I asked your permission if I could use 'pssshhh' ji. I even had announced it was your copy righted word I was using. Agar aap nahi chahte ke I use it, then I will not ji.

Arre, I asked your permission if I could use 'pssshhh' ji. I even had announced it was your copy righted word I was using. Agar aap nahi chahte ke I use it, then I will not ji.

Yaar Simran tum bohath nadan se ho =) . . . mein tu bas tafreeh kar rahi thi aap se . . masti . . tum bhi na baas =) . . .

Oh acha, haan ji ji, assi very nadaan. Hmmm, so that means I can use it ji?

Kuch dil ne kaha, kuch humne manaa. Socha ki yeh kaise ho sakta hai par hua. Aap mile, bina soche samjhe kisse anjaane ko aapna bana diya. Socha tha ki aapne har waqt saath denge par jab waqt aaya toh yeh paraye hi aapne nikle. Inse baat karna paap tha, yeh humse kaha gaya tha. Kaha gaya tha ki paraye akhir paraye hote hain, par log yeh nahi jaante the ki inhi parayo ne zindagi ka saath diya, ek bandhan, ek rishta ban gaya inse. Aapne aapna khoon hote hain toh zahir hai ki woh hi saath rahnge, koi dhoka nahi karenge hai na? Sab jhoot hai. Log yeh nahi samjhte ki kayi aise log hain joh chahe aapne khoon ke na ho, par hai aapne...dil se, dimaak se, soch se, har cheez se.

I wrote that all by myself to tell you ki I am with you when the world turns against you. I will be your sahara, sayaa, aur joh kahoge. You are truely my second hand. Withou you i' be lost in this big world alone.

Kabhi socha tha ki sab kuch akele hi kaatna hoga kyunki iis matlabi duniya mein koi saath nahi deta hai, par aaj yeh baat jhooti nikli. Koi toh hai joh saath dega. Jab sab mushkil mein laage toh remember that 2 year old bachi with the pigtails, payal, black dress and the khana beside her with the big smile.

You know what ji? When you lose something really big you fear of losing everything then. I've decided that I am going to isolate myself from this forum, to just my journal ji. I don't know, maybe because I've seen something really big go away from me that suddenly finding that the topics I wanted to see were gone just made me go pagal. It was like, I can't even have something small in life like a topic to go to??? That even small things need to be taken away from me ji? Nowadayz, even something small gets lost of mine, I feel so miserable and I go crazy that I want it back, right now!!!! What's so wrong about wanting something to stay? What's so wrong about wanting to have something, wanting to go somewhere to find peace ji? It's true, jispe beet thi hai na woh hi jaane. Noone knows what I have lost, but my heart knows that I have lost a beautiful life in me. Noone knows what I have lost, but my heart knows I have lost a priceless gift. Noone knows what I have lost, but my heart knows I have lost a smile...

Why don't people understand me? I go out of my way to understand people, don't I deserve that much? Anywayz, it's not really about understanding ji, it's about feeling the emotion. I mean, I went hyper when I couldn't find the topic. I was like who is my enemy? What did I do that it was taken away from me? It wasn't really about the topic, it was about that memory. It when like they are closing and I was just like no please don't, I don't want to lose it. Please listen to me, I've lost something already, but this compensated the loss, if this is taken away then where do I go for the compensation of this loss ji??? It wasn't the pain of losing the topic, it was the pain of just losing, because it's so fresh still. Then I thought, oh wow I don't even deserve to hold the topic close to because it got lost too. I told someone, and you know from her attitude, and way of talking I realized she found it very stupid and immature of me that I'm going crazy over a topic. But really, it wasn't about a topic, it was about losing something. It was about that feeling you suddenly realize ke haye Rab ji, I'll never get to see it again? Never hear the happiness again ji? That something that was there just a few hours back, is gone forever, somewhere that noone know where?

As time goes on one realizes that somehow their feelings for that particular thing has been produced to other things. I mean, say that one person just faced a really big sadness, and their heart is filled with sorrow. That sadness becomes fresh again when they experience something very similar to the thing that caused them great sorrow ji. So in a way, that feeling, that sorrow, tends to stay so much longer than one truly hopes for ji. Then why isn't it the same for happiness? Why do we tend to forget that happiness? Oh wait, I'm so wrong here ji. One experiences the same with happiness as one does with sadness. I mean like if something good happens to me I shall smile na, and then when at a later time in life I experience something that reminds me of that happy time, I shall smile again ji. But the thing is, happiness makes you feel good, whereas that sadness makes you all iccky. As we are humans(or are we?), sadness hurts us more because we don't want it at all. Happiness, on the other hand, we want forever, and as much as we have right now is not enough, there is alwayz room for more and more and more. You feel it more when it's sadness because that sadness brought you pain, so much pain that it became physical ji.

Friends. What is this word? Who came up with it ji? What does it truly mean? Why does it leave such an impact? Why does it complete a life ji? Why are they important to have? I can live my life alone from friends, can't I? I think I'm doing that right now, but not really because I still talk ji. I don't know then really if life is possible without friends. I do want to know why is it so hard to find friends like you see in Sholay, GuruDev, Dosti, etc.? Those friendships would have been inspired by somewhere na, somewhere where it actually was like that? It's so hard to find someone, a friend, in your time of need. You put your head to one side, and then to the other, but you don't find that shoulder to cry your tears away ji. Then again why do we need a shoulder to cry on? What's so special about a shoulder? Can't you just cry? Ufff, whoever made a shoulder to cry on must should be suparied by me, because not alwayz do you get that shoulder ji. Friends, you go to them when you are in sorrow, and you go to them in happy times too. But the really mysterious thing is that you find friends in happy times, but not in sorrow. Hmmm, a mystery unsolved ji. Perhaps this mystery na will never get solved. It has an answer to it which we don't like to hear, because it talks about all of us. Guess ji....

I've alwayz believed, and maybe I still do, that one doesn't need to have been there and done it to understand what the person in front of you is feeling. I mean someone comes to me, and is very happy getting a good mark. I don't need to have gotten that good mark to understand what that person is feeling. I can just think that if I had gotten that good of a mark I'd be immensly happy too, so I share in the joy. Same goes for sadness ji. I don't need to have had the same done to you to feel that sorrow. I can just imagine and think what that that person must be feeling ji. Then why is it so hard when I am that person, and that person is where I was just a minute ago to understand the same thing? Another thing I believe in is if I say I will be there, I will be, no matter what happens(to an exteme extent). I mean once I had a fever of 103 or more, I came online because someone wanted to talk to me, and I didn't want to upset them ji. Even though after that I was bed struck for two weeks, I didn't regret it because I was there when I was asked. Or like a year and a half ago, I had gotten into a big fight with mom and dad, and then I felt like a horrible daughter. But that day someone really needed me to be there, and I came online. Though now I think about it and I say, oh wow what a horrible daughter I am ji.

You know what else? I think, oh I know, everyone is mature. Noone is immature, they just make themselves immature. A situation comes and you just need to act accordingly to it. That is called maturity. I can act all immature, and be very proud of it. However, eventually, at the end of the day na I will become my true self. The self that has maturity in it, even if it is just a bit, it's still maturity. I will jump on my bed and scream that there is a spider on the table, but I will be mature when my 6 year old cousin comes to the table and sees the spider and cries. I will hold him, and forget my fear of that spider. So, does fear come out of a bit of immaturity when it's of spiders, heights, the dark, etc.? Actually, I think one can forget their fear when you need to do something important. Aur if it's about my bachche, then no fear can stop me lol. Everyone is mature, it's just the environment that they are in which makes them mature or immature ji. I act immature to forget what's wrong in my mature world. I act immature to get out of reality. But in the end I need to act mature to handle some situations in my life ji.

I realized something today. Now that I think about it, I should've realized it sooner ji. I'm so angry with myself that I didn't realize it much sooner. Now speaking of that, I hope to make it better by acting upon it now ji. Talking about this now reminds me of a human nature. Well not nature exactly, but an emotion ji. Fear. This fear makes you do something that at the end you are left with only regret. Deep down you are realizing it, but you don't want to fully realize it because you are afraid to ji. You have harvested a regret before, and suddenly a time comes when that regret is back, and waiting to take birth. But this time you have a chance, not a second chance, but to better that first chance of yours. You are given the opportunity to keep that regret away. But along with the opportunity, a fear follows which scares you so much, that deep down you are ready to harvest this regret ji. Then when you have that regret na, it suddenly dawns on you that facing your fear would have been better. Because this regrets eats within you so slowly and painfully that fear would have only eaten at you once when you had faced it ji.

Ok done that, I just read Aksha's reply. I adore it so much. It made me smile ji. At least I have you, my little sister. You are more than a friend so you na don't supari me over that lol. I adored your little poem thing, it made me smile ji. I hope I am alwayz there for you, as far as these breaths take me, that is. Like Malak says, I pyar you lots and lots ji.

Bye ji.

Luv you

Aksha,

I'm very glad you are in my life because I can talk to you about everything that's on my mind evetually ji. I'm glad you are there to talk to. I had a dress on when I was 1 and had two pigtails and was smiling, dil se smiling. Wonder where that went ji... Loads of pyar.

How sweet of you Di. I'm always there to talk to. Bhagwan ji brought me in your through that topic, now you're a huge part of my life. Awww how cute, i want to see the dress now.

Oh I read you reply..i loved it and cried a bit. I shall reply tomorrow when i'm not tried and sleepy.

I think your connection is kharaab again, i'll go nini and come back kal. Till then love you, take care. Good night, bye bye.

Oh acha, haan ji ji, assi very nadaan. Hmmm, so that means I can use it ji?

Ofcourse, I didnt come up with the word therefore you can do whatever with it . . . . . hmmmm. . . . you seem more attached to it then me . . heh =)

Tussi too good fer us Simran.

Oh lookie lookie what i found, yaaaay!:D

hmm Hey Simran ?

Simmi gone disappearing saman:(