Maithon ki puchhde ho birho de haal nu,
puchho Baiju nu, Ranjhe nu yaan Batalvi kamal nu,

Yaan puchho uhna ashiqaan nu, jihna di mehboob sharab hui,
yaan puchho unha panian nu,jo gam di kitaab hue,

Na puchiyo unha hanjhuan nu, jo lod paain te hoye anjaane,
na puchiyo unha saakian nu, jo parde nahi dulle hoye paimaane,

Puchiyo jaake kisi ranjhan di heer nu,
puchiyo kisi sasi de zakhmi zameer nu,

Je mil jave jawab te jaande-jaande das jana,
yaadan di khairaat mil jawegi is bhule hoye faqeer nu..........

birho--judaati
baiju--Baju bhanwara
Batalvi--Shiv Kumar Batalvi
panian--pages

How can I hide??

How can i hide my evaporated tears,

I feel totally naked, full of fears,

Try, if you can, to make me contain me into myself,

I don't know why, but I've to cry,

How can I hide??

You know about myself, more that me,

thinking of past, shivers my spine,

Love is something, I never got,

Love is something, I have a lot,

How can I hide??

Not letting the field barren,was my mistake,

I always keep my own relations at stake,

But, I don't want some strings to break,

As life never has any 'retake'.....

How can I hide??

Tell me how can I hide??

I won't


Too many knives,
Too many scars,
It's my face
Too much blood on ground,
But no-one to see,
So, I wont cry...

People pulling me
People pushing me
It's my body
Too many hammers striking my head,
But, no-one to save,
So, I won't die

Too many faces,
Too many masks,
It's my face
Mirrors sticking to my face
But no-one to stop me,
So, I wont seek I

May I

You reside in best part of my heart, but may I?
You are the goal, for which I'll make start, may I?

I haven't seen them till date, have I?
These gorgeous eyes, I want to appreciate, may I?

I want to be in Jerusalem, if you are the christ, may I?
If you are my God, I want to be your priest, may I?

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sadda murshad vi tu, sadda pir vi tu,
vanjhali-e-ranjha bi tu, saleti hir vi tu,

sasi de pairaan di peed vi tu,
sohni di dhundali tasveer vi tu,

andhar tak vaar kare oh teer vi tu,
jis ute vaar hove, oh sharir vi tu,

je hai khuda, taan usda amir vi tu,
je hai nahi, te duniya-jageer vi tu,

matthe ute je par sakein, likhi takdeer vi tu
Mudd-e-jawani vi tu, zind da aakheer vi tu,

sadda murshad vi tu, sadda pir vi tu,
vanjhali-e-ranjha bi tu, saleti hir vi tu,

murshad---teacher
vanjhali--bansuri
amir-master
mud-starting

May I

You reside in best part of my heart, but may I?
You are the goal, for which I'll make start, may I?

I haven't seen them till date, have I?
These gorgeous eyes, I want to appreciate, may I?

I want to be in Jerusalem, if you are the christ, may I?
If you are my God, I want to be your priest, may I?

It weeps, it tears, its broken into parts,
yes it hurts, it is my heart,

When your life says , you are not mine,
what can one do, if not dying,
you can't carry me again, it will be in vain
you can't make myself mine again,
it weeps,it hurts.........


your eyes, your face is away from me,
but my silence will say for me,
just help me in this part of game,
i want you more than the garden needs the rain
it weeps,it hurts.........

Oh mirchan mithian-2,mirchan mithian-2,
Heere teri akhian, sohni teri akhian,
Oh mirchan mithian-2,mirchan mithian-2

Sohni teri akhian, jad main takian,
khiddhi dupahar nu, jhall na sakian,
merain........akhian

Oh mirchan mithian-2,mirchan mithian-2,
Heere teri akhian, sohni teri akhian,
Oh mirchan mithian-2,mirchan mithian-2

takht hazare ton ranjhe nu bulaya si,
mirze nu vi aina marvaya si,
zaalam fir ne takian....

Oh mirchan mithian-2,mirchan mithian-2,
Oh mirchan mithian-2,mirchan mithian-2

Today i forget to carry my ow diary, so i'll write only those she'rs which are
written by other people

Koi haath bi na milayega to tapak se gale miloge,
Yeh naye mizaz ka shahar hai, jara faasle se mila karo
-Bashir Badr

Takaja hai waqt ka tufaan se jujho,
Kab tak chaloge kinaare-kinaare
-Yashwant Singh

Woh hashr bi dekhe hain taarikh ki nazron ne
Lamhon ne khata ki thi sadiaon ne saza payee hai
-Mir Taki Mir

Phool to is chaman ko do din mahka gaye
Hasrat un gunchon pe hai, jo bin khile hi murjha gaye
(gunche-Budding flowers)

And some punjabi stuff(from the writer of mirza-sahiba)

kadd kaleja lai gayee khan khive di ti
(the daughter of khiva khan has taken my heart)

Gaj-gaj lambian median rang jo gore si
(she has yard-length hair and fair complexion)

Jo deve pyala zahar da main mirza lainda pi
(even if she gives me a cup of poison,i'll drink it)

Jo mare varchhi kas ke main kade na karda seeeee
(even if she attacks me with anything, i wont cry)

Apni maute main maran mere naal tuhanu ki
( i'll like to die my own death, so people don't interfere )

U may or may not be knowing google has a Google's built-in calculator function

It takes expressions like
2*7+6
4^6
4th power of 64
Square root of -81
56 in roman
7! (i.e. factorial)

Also universal constants like
G Gravitational Constant
c Speed of light
e logarithmic base
pi Circumference/diameter
phi the golden ratio( or divine ratio as per da Vinci code)
etc. also supported…..

You wont like to use windows calculator if u do a little bit of
tweaking with it....
Do say thanks to me if u feel I have increased your knowledge…
feel free to add your comments....

Roz meri aankhein dekti hain do bachpan
Ek bachpan sukhi sa , Ek bachpan sukhaa sa
Ek jiski ankho mein hai ik bada sa sapna,
Ek jiske nasib mein sirf ‘are chottu’ hai sunanaa,
Ek jisko sada mila hai malmal ka bichhona,
Ek jisko swarag lagta hai footpath pe sona,

Kal iswhar aye mere sapne mein aur kaha yeh dono hain aankhein meri
Unhone ne kiya hai apni dono aankhon mein farak bahut lekin
Meri to dono hi aankhein roti hain………

Tha waqt-e-qyamat tujse alvida kehne ka waqt..
Dil ki tab bi chah thi tu mur ke dekh le..
Par dil bi kitna nadan tha...
nahi pata ise qa'ynat me q'yamat ek hi baar hoti hai


sailaab-e-noor hain yeh aankhein tumhari...
kaho inhe raat chaand ke saath yeh bi chamkein..
han subah hata lena asma se inhe...
Varna ho na ki sharam se suraj hi na nikle...

Insaan bane rehne ki bi himmat nahi jinme...
Woh is shahar mein bagwaan hue jaate hain..
Bahut mushkil se basaye the logon ne garounde...
Aj woh gar phir se makaan hue jaate hain...

Chandd maasoom se patton ka lahoo hai `Fakir',Jisko mahboob ke hathon ki heena kehte hain !
Saamne hai jo use log bura kehte hain,Jisko dekha hi nahin usko khuda kehte hain !

- Sudarshan Fakir
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Its just the starting of a blog which will contain some of mine and some special she'rs ........
So lets get started ...

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Raste par to le aye hain unhe baaton-baaton mein,
Mana bi lenge unhe do-char mulaqaton mein

meri ungali pakad ke tu saath hi chalta....
saath chalta jab tak barsaat thi...
.jane kyon tera rasta alag ho gaya...
kuchh hi lamho ki to baat thi....

Yaan to mujhe peene de masjid mein vaiz
yaan woh jagah bata jahan khuda na ho

Tere vaade pe zinda hain , yeh jaan galat lena..
khushi se mar na jaate 'ghar aitbaar hota...

Ishq jat-e- rab di sifat ikko,
Sachhe ishq de naal insan loko
Bina ishq ibatadan hundian nahi
sabe sakhne deen-imaan loko....