Monday, July 26, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Gorillaz: Escape to Plastic Beach
Outrun the cops, evade the El Camino, attempt daring underwater rescues and use the Doom Glider to foil 2D’s escape attempts from Plastic Beach
Escape to Plastic Beach tells the story of Gorillaz journey from the mainland to their new home on Plastic Beach. The game starts by recreating the thrilling events of ‘Stylo’ and sees Murdoc, 2D and Cyborg Noodle on their journey to Plastic Beach, evading cops and the El Camino. The game then continues underwater, taking players direct to Plastic Beach HQ. Once you have arrived at Plastic Beach use the Doom Glider to foil 2D’s increasingly inventive escape attempts from Plastic Beach whilst dodging ghost pirate ships.
Chapter One: Puts the fate of the band in your hands: Out-run and out-gun the cops and evade the ruthless El Camino as the band makes its way to Plastic Beach.
Chapter Two: Guide Murdoc Niccals in an underwater rescue of Cyborg Noodle and 2D, avoiding mines and hostile sea-life over three challenging levels of aquatic action into the waiting submarine.
Chapter Three: A full 3D action game in which Murdoc flies and fights above Plastic Beach HQ on his Doom Glider to foil 2D’s repeated escape attempts whilst battling the ghost pirate ships.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Men judge women in milliseconds
Men take a fraction of a second to decide if they are attracted to a woman or not – but they should not be called shallow because they are genetically programmed to do so, scientists say.
Men weigh up potential partners almost instantaneously based on their appearance because their “ancient” genetic preference for attractive mates leads them to, experts claim.
According to research, a woman with an attractive face is taken by men to be fertile and able to continue the family line, appealing to the man’s survival instinct.
In contrast women take longer to decide their feelings for a man because they need to weigh up whether he will be a committed partner who will provide for them well – part of their survival programming.
Professor Mark van Vugt and Dr Johanna van Hooff, from the University of Amsterdam, and postgraduate student Helen Crawford, from the University of Kent, were behind the study which is to be published by the Oxford Journal Social Cognitive and Affective Neuroscience.
They tested men and women’s bias towards looks by conducting a series of tests on 20 women and 20 men, making them perform tasks while recording their brain activity.
While the subjects were doing the task they were shown a series of photographs of faces of the opposite sex, ranging from attractive to ugly.
Men were easily distracted when they saw a pretty face but women stuck to the task.
Prof van Vugt said: “Men definitely have the most wandering eye but it is because they have evolved to pay attention to cues of fertility and one of those cues is facial beauty – it’s not that men are shallow.
“But we found they do make snap judgments about women, much earlier than was previously thought. They make that decision on whether a woman would be a good mating partner in milliseconds.
“This is something very ancient and a way of helping men find the best mate to produce children.
“Women were not distracted by attractive male faces because women need more proof of whether a man is a good mate.
“Women make that decision on behaviour, whether a man is trustworthy and committed. They make their decision much later than men.”
Friday, June 18, 2010
jo dil ne kahii lab pe kahaa.N aa_ii hai dekho ab mahafil-e-yaaraa.N me.n
jo dil ne kahii lab pe kahaa.N aa_ii hai dekho
ab mahafil-e-yaaraa.N me.n bhii tanhaa_ii hai dekho
phuulo.n se havaa bhii kabhii ghabaraa_ii hai dekho
Guncho.n se bhii shabanam kabhii kataraa_ii hai dekho
ab zauq-e-talab vajah-e-junuu.N Thair gayaa hai
aur arz-e-vafaa baa_is-e-rusvaa_ii hai dekho
[vajah-e-junuu.N = reason for madness]
[baa_is-e-rusvaa_ii = reason for disgrace/disrepute]
Gam apane hii ashko.n kaa Khariidaar huaa hai
dil apanii hii haalaat kaa tamaashaa_ii hai dekho
jiite rahane kii sazaa de zindagii ai zindagii ab to marane kii duaa de zindagii
jiite rahane kii sazaa de zindagii ai zindagii
ab to marane kii duaa de zindagii ai zindagii
mai.n to ab uqtaa gayaa huu.N kyaa yahii hai qaayanaat
bas ye aa_iinaa haTaa de zindagii ai zindagii
Dhuu.NDane nikalaa thaa tujh ko aur Khud ko kho diyaa
tuu hii ab meraa pataa de zindagii ai zindagii
yaa mujhe ehasaas kii is qaid se kar de rihaa
varnaa diivaanaa banaa de zindagii ai zindagii
Khaamoshii Khud apanii sadaa ho aisaa bhii ho sakataa hai sannaaTaa hii guu.Nj rahaa
Khaamoshii Khud apanii sadaa ho aisaa bhii ho sakataa hai
sannaaTaa hii guu.Nj rahaa ho aisaa bhii ho sakataa hai
meraa maazii mujh se bichha.D kar kyaa jaane kis haal me.n hai
merii tarah vo bhii tanhaa ho aisaa bhii ho sakataa hai
saharaa saharaa kab tak mai.n Dhuu.NDhuu.N ulfat kaa ek aalam
aalam aalam ik saharaa ho aisaa bhii ho sakataa hai
ahl-e-tuufaa.N soch rahe hai.n saahil Duubaa jaataa hai
Khud un kaa dil Duub rahaa ho aisaa bhii ho sakataa hai
munsifo.n saliibo.n par faisale nahii.n hote besabab baGaavat ke saanahe nahii.n hote
munsifo.n saliibo.n par faisale nahii.n hote
besabab baGaavat ke saanahe nahii.n hote
jhuuTh aur sadaaqat kii jang to azal se hai
phir bhii sach pe jiine ke hausale nahii.n hote
soch ke judaa honaa phir ke mil na paaye.nge
kyo.n ke is zamaane me.n mojeze nahii.n hote
jo bhii the gile shikave duur kar ke jaanaa thaa
kam se kam bichha.Dane par dil bure nahii.n hote
chaa.Nd se kahaa ham ne tum hii raat bhar jaago
ham se us kii yaado.n me.n rat_jage nahii.n hote
aa.Nkhe.n merii talavo.n se mal jaaye to achchhaa hai hasrat-e-paa-bos nikal jaaye
aa.Nkhe.n merii talavo.n se mal jaaye to achchhaa
hai hasrat-e-paa-bos nikal jaaye to achchhaa
[paa-bos=kissing the feet;]
jo chashm ke be-nam ho.n, vo ho kor to bahatar
jo dil ke ho be-daaG, vo jal jaaye to achchhaa
[kor=sightless;]
furqat me.n terii taar-e-nafas siine me.n mere
kaa.NTaa saa khaTakataa hai, nikal jaaye to achchhaa
[furqat=separation; taar-e-nafas=here it implies pain like needles pricking]
vo subah ko aaye to karuu.N baate.n mai.n do-pahar
aur chaahuu.N ke din tho.Daa sa Dhal jaaye to achchhaa
Dhal jaaye jo din bhii to isii tarah karuu.N shaam
aur chaahuu.N ke gar aaj se kal jaaye to achchhaa
jab kal ho to phir vahii karuu.N kal kii tarah se
gar aaj ka din bhii yuu.N hii Tal jaaye to achchhaa
al-qissaa nahii.n chaahataa mai.n, jaaye vo yaa.N se
dil usakaa yahii.n garache bahal jaaye to achchhaa
[al-qissaa= in short]
shaam ho jaam ho subuu bhii ho tujh ko paane kii justajuu bhii ho
shaam ho jaam ho subuu bhii ho
tujh ko paane kii justajuu bhii ho
dil se dil kii kahaaniyaa.N bhii sune
aa.Nkho.n aa.Nkho.n me.n guftaguu bhii ho
jhiil sii gaharii sabz aa.Nkho.n me.n
Duub jaane kii aarazuu bhii ho
sirf tere badan kii shamaa jale
aur a.Ndheraa-saa chaar_suu bhii ho
Dil udhaas hai bahut koyi paigaam hi likh do
Dil udhaas hai bahut koyi paigaam hi likh do
Tum apna naam na likho, gum-naam hi likh do
Meri qismat mein gham-e-tanhayi hai lekin
Tamaam umr na likho magar ek shaam hi likh do
Zuroori nahi ki mil jaaye sukoon har kisi ko
Sare-e-bazm na aao magar benaam hi likh do
Ye jaanta hoon ki umr bhar tanha mujhko rehna hai
Magar pal do pal, ghadi do ghadi, mere naam hi likh do
Chalo hum maan lete hai ke sazaa ke mustahiq thahre hum
Koyi enaam na likho koyi ilzaam hi likh do
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
(L0ve)
love means compromises it means the know on self completly and have a blind belive on him.
(love is life)
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
life quotes
6) Each person must live their life as a model for others. ~Rosa Parks
7) The most decisive actions of our life … are most often unconsidered actions. ~André Gide
8) I hope life isn’t a big joke, because I don’t get it. ~Jack Handey
9) Life is a mixed blessing, which we vainly try to unmix. ~Mignon McLaughlin
10) Life is rather like a tin of sardines – we’re all of us looking for the key. ~Alan Bennett
11) For if there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life. ~Albert Camus
12) Life is just a series of trying to make up your mind. ~Timothy Fuller
13) There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle. ~ Albert Einstein
14) Attack life, it’s going to kill you anyway. ~ Steven Coallier
15) Any idiot can face a crisis – it’s day to day living that wears you out. ~Anton Chekhov
16) Life is a series of collisions with the future. ~José Ortega y Gasset
17) The only way to have a life is to commit to it like crazy. ~Angelina Jolie
18) Live as if your were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever. ~ Gandhiji
19) Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can. ~Danny Kaye
20) Life is just a mirror, and what you see out there, you must first see inside of you. ~Wally ‘Famous’ Amos
21)Life isn’t fair. It’s just fairer than death, that’s all. ~William Goldman
22) Life has taught us that love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery
23)A life without cause is a life without effect. ~Barbarella
24) Here is the test to find whether your mission on earth is finished. If you’re alive, it isn’t. ~Richard Bach
25) Life’s not always fair. Sometimes you can get a splinter even sliding down a rainbow. ~Cherralea Morgen
26) We are born wet, naked, and hungry. Then things get worse. ~Author Unknown
27) The fear of life is the favorite disease of the 20th century. ~William Lyon Phelps
28) In the book of life, the answers aren’t in the back. ~Charlie Brown
29) The world is a grindstone and life is your nose. ~Fred Allen
30) Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up. ~Author Unknown
30) Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can. ~Danny Kaye
31) As we struggle to make sense of things, life looks on in repose. ~Author Unknown
32) I think I’ve discovered the secret of life – you just hang around until you get used to it. ~Charles Schulz
33) Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets. ~Arthur Miller
34) He who has a why to live can bear almost any how. ~Friedrich Nietzsche
35) Where there is love there is life. ~Indira Gandhi
36) Life is simple, its just not easy. ~Author Unknown
37)My life has a superb cast but I can’t figure out the plot. ~Ashleigh Brilliant
38) I say, if your knees aren’t green by the end of the day, you ought to seriously re-examine your life. ~Bill Watterson, Calvin & Hobbes
life quotes
2) Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile. ~Albert Einstein
3) Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans. ~John Lennon
life quotes
2) Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile. ~Albert Einstein
3) Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans. ~John Lennon
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Insomnia by Kathy Kenney-Marshall
I toss and turn and flop.
I try to count some fluffy sheep
while o’er a fence they hop.
I try to think of pleasant dreams
of places really cool.
I don’t know why I cannot sleep—
I slept just fine at school.
I Saw You by Anonymous
I saw you in the sea,
I saw you in the bathtub.
Oops! Pardon me.
How to Delay Your Bedtime by Bruce Lansky
Say, "All my friends watch this show."
Shout, "No fair!" when you're told to go to bed.
Then ask, "Why can't I stay up till' ten
like all my friends?"
When Dad says, "If all your friends
jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge,
would you jump, too?"
sneer, "Yes!"
Whine, "I'm too tired to walk upstairs to bed."
Make Dad carry you up the stairs.
Pout, "I'm too tired to brush my teeth."
Wait till' Dad squeezes the toothpaste
onto your brush and starts brushing
your teeth for you.
Then groan, "Ouch, you're hurting me."
When Mom comes in to say good night
and asks you to pick up your clothes,
yawn, "I'm too tired to pick up my clothes."
Watch while Mom picks them up for you.
Beg, "I need a bedtime story."
When Mom finishes the story,
ask, "And then what happened?"
Tell her, "That story got me excited.
Now I need a backrub to make me sleepy."
When Mom starts rubbing, give directions:
"Rub a little higher.
No, a little to the left.
No, more to the middle."
When Mom stops rubbing,
grumble, "I was just starting to feel sleepy—
don't stop now."
When Mom says, "For the last time, good night!"
whine, "I'm thirsty.
Can I have a glass of water?"
When Mom asks you to promise
you won't wet the bed,
say, "I promise"—but cross your fingers.
Start crying.
When Dad comes to comfort you,
sob, "There's a monster under my bed."
When he turns on the lights,
you'll see it's only your shoes, socks, crayons,
and the toy gun you got last Christmas,
but only played with once because you lost it.
Tell him, "Leave the door open
so I can see the hall light!"
When he opens the door,
plead, "Open it wider!"
When Dad leaves,
get the toy from under your bed
and play with it in the light
shining through your doorway.
How I Dress for Bed by Bruce Lansky
I sleep in my long underwear.
And if there isn’t any heat,
I keep my stockings on my feet.
I climb into my freezing bed
with fuzzy earmuffs on my head.
The reason it’s so cold inside:
Mom opens all the windows wide.
It Can't Be Time to Take a Bath by A. Maria Plover
I took one just last week.
I'm sure the spots you think are grime
are freckles on my cheek.
I'm just as clean as clean can be.
You won't find any dirt.
I rubbed my mouth clean with my hands,
then wiped them on my shirt.
My feet were muddy yesterday,
but that's not longer true.
I walked home barefoot in the rain,
so now they're spotless, too.
There was some gunk behind my ears—
a funny shade of gray.
Don't worry, though, 'cause it's all gone.
The cat licked it away.
And so you see, there is no need
to point me toward the tub.
It's just a waste of water.
I've got nothing left to scrub!
Don’t Suck Your Thumb by Bruce Lansky
my mother said.
I answered, “Why?”
and scratched my head.
She said, “It’s dumb!
Now go to bed.”
That night I sucked
my toe instead.
Diddle, Diddle Dumpling by Mark Benthall
Went to bed with his blue jeans on.
The poor little guy is out of luck.
He’s still in his pants ’cause his zipper’s stuck!
A Cowboy’s Lullaby by Eric Ode
the cricket who chirps with a sweet, simple tune,
the snap of the campfire that’s keeping me warm,
the thunder and roll of a far-distant storm.
The whispering wind as it rustles the trees,
the babbling stream as it runs to the seas,
the hoot of the owl and the croak of the frog,
the soft, steady snore of my old faithful dog.
When darkness has come and the stars are in sight,
I love all the sounds that I hear in the night.
I love every crackle, each rattle and peep—
but not all at once when I’m trying to sleep!
Lovesick by Bruce Lansky
She bought some chocolates for Matt.
He sent six roses to Lisa.
She baked pink cookies for Pat.
He called Samantha “my darling.”
She told me, “I love you dear.”
Valentine’s Day drives me crazy.
I’m glad it comes just once a year.
I think you’re cute.
I really do.
I like your face
and figure, too.
I like your eyes.
I like your nose.
Don’t change a thing—
except your clothes.
My Girlfriend by Kenn Nesbitt
I haven’t much money, but I buy her pearls.
I’m always embarrassed, but I give her flowers
and talk on the phone every evening for hours.
We go to the movies, and she gets to pick.
She likes holding hands, though it makes me feel sick.
She likes when I smell good, so I take a bath.
I do what she asks me, and she does my math.
Oh My Darling, Valentine by Kenn Nesbitt
In a toy store
on a Sunday
with a dollar forty-nine,
I need something,
just a dumb thing,
for my brand-new
valentine.
Oh my darling,
oh my darling,
oh my darling,
valentine.
I’m uneasy,
kind of queasy,
but you’re still my
valentine.
Yes, it happened
in the classroom
when you said,
“Will you be mine?”
I was muddled
and befuddled,
so I answered,
“Yeah, that’s fine.”
Then you called me
in the lunchroom.
You had saved a
place in line.
And I knew that
it was true that
I was now your
valentine.
I went shopping
for a present,
and I saw this
blinking sign:
“Here’s a pleasant
little present
for a brand-new
valentine.”
So I bought it,
and I brought it
in my backpack
right at nine.
Do you like it?
It’s a spy kit
with a flashlight
you can shine.
I could tell you
didn’t like it
when you said I
was a swine.
How exciting!
I’m delighting.
I have no more
valentine.
Till another
person stopped me,
and she asked,
“Will you be mine?”
This is crushing!
Oh, I’m blushing.
I’ve another
valentine.
I Love You! by Anonymous
I love you, I do.
But don’t get excited,
I love monkeys, too!
Georgie Porgie, Handsome Guy by Bruce Lansky
Won’t kiss the girls, and so they cry.
It breaks their hearts—he loves another.
He’s only five; he loves his mother.
Angelica the Beautiful by Bruce Lansky
Angelica’s so beautiful,
her teeth are pearly white.
And when she smiles, I turn to mush.
She’s such a stunning sight.
It’s true I have a crush on her,
of that there is no doubt.
That’s why I tease her every day—
so no one will find out.
One day when we walked home from school,
she slipped her hand in mine.
I thought that she was sending me
a clear romantic sign.
I smiled and gave her cheek a kiss
to prove my love was true.
That’s when she gave my face a slap,
so now it’s black-and-blue.
Parent-Teacher Conference by Darren Sardelli
my father made a scene.
He scared my fifth-grade teacher,
with his mask from Halloween.
She showed him all my science grades
and said she was concerned,
but he just stuck his tongue out
when my teacher’s back was turned.
He drew a monster on the board
and claimed it was her twin.
He even shook her soda,
which expolded on her chin.
My angry teacher crossed her arms
and said, “This meeting’s done!
I now see where he gets it from—
you act just like your son!”
The Teachers Jumped Out of the Windows by Kenn Nesbitt
The teachers jumped out of the windows.
The principal ran for the door.
The nurse and librarian bolted.
They’re not coming back anymore.
The counselor, hollering madly,
escaped out the door of the gym.
The coach and custodian shouted
and ran out the door after him.
Chorus
Oh my! Goodbye!
They’re not coming back anymore, no more.
How fun! They’ve run!
They’re not coming back anymore.
The lunch ladies threw up their ladles,
then fled from the kitchen in haste,
and all of the students looked puzzled
as staff members scurried and raced.
We’d never seen anything like it.
But still, it was pretty darned cool
to see all the staff so excited
to leave on the last day of school
It's Finally Friday by Paul Orshoski
It’s been a crazy week.
I got chewed out on Monday,
and since then it’s all been bleak.
I lost my lunch on Tuesday,
and a parent went insane,
which shocked me so completely
that I almost popped a vein.
I poked my eye on Wednesday,
and the nurse gave me a shot.
She sent me to the doctor
when I fainted on the spot.
On Thursday I was tardy
’cause I kinda overslept.
And the snack that I was craving
came up missing in a theft.
And so it’s finally Friday.
No more pencils, no more books.
No more sitting in detention,
no more teachers’ dirty looks.
By Friday I’m exhausted,
out of energy and breath.
But that’s the day you’ll hear me shout,
“Rejoice, TGIF!”
And twice a month on Friday,
I remember why I stay:
You see, I am the principal—
that’s when I get my pay.
I’m Staying Home from School Today by Kenn Nesbitt
I’d rather be in bed,
pretending that I have a pain
that’s pounding in my head.
I’ll say I have a stomachache.
I’ll claim I’ve got the flu.
I’ll shiver like I’m cold
and hold my breath until I’m blue.
I’ll fake a cough. I’ll fake a sneeze.
I’ll say my throat is sore.
If necessary, I can throw
a tantrum on the floor.
I’m sure I’ll get away with it.
Of that, there’s little doubt.
But even so, I really hope
my students don’t find out.
How to Torture Your Students by Jane Pomazal and Bruce Lansky
Don’t dismiss the class for recess
until you’ve finished the lesson
you’re working on.
At the end of the day, hand out a huge
assignment that’s due the next day.
When a student says, "I have to go to
the bathroom," say, "You should have
gone this morning before you left
home" or "You’ll have to hold it in;
it’s time for the kindergarten to use
the bathrooms."
Never call on students who have
their hands up.
Only call on students who have
no idea what’s going on.
When a student asks you a question,
say, "Look up the answer in a book."
Don’t bother to mention the name
of the book in which the answer
can be found.
When you read, go as fast as you can.
Skip a line or two, then ask questions
about the passage to see if the
students were listening.
When it’s time for the students to
read, call on someone who doesn’t
have a book.
When you hand out pencils, make sure
they’re dull and don’t have erasers.
When you hand out books, make
sure they’re torn and tattered.
When preparing the students for
a test, write all the information
they’ll need to know on the board.
Then stand in front of the board so
they can’t see what you’ve written.
As soon as you’ve finished discussing
the test information, turn quickly and
erase the board.
On the last day of school, hand
out a surprise final exam.
Tell your students if they flunk it, they’ll
have to attend summer school—and
if they flunk summer school, they’ll
have to repeat the grade.
Tell them you hope they all flunk
because you like them so much and
you wish they could be your students
again next year.
Get Out of Bed! by Diane Z. Shore
Get up right now, it’s time for school.
If you don’t dress without a fuss,
I’ll throw you naked on the bus!"
"Oh, Mom, don’t make me go today.
I’m feeling worse than yesterday.
You don’t know what I’m going through.
I’ve got a strange, rare case of flu.
"My body aches, my throat is sore.
I’m sure I’m knocking on death’s door.
You can’t send me to school—achoo!—
’Cause everyone could get it, too.
"Besides, the kids despise me there.
They always tease and always stare.
And all the teachers know my name.
When something’s wrong, it’s me they blame."
"You faked a headache yesterday.
Don’t pull that stuff on me today.
Stop acting like a silly fool—
The principal cannot skip school!"
Falling Asleep in Class by Kenn Nesbitt
as I was awfully bored.
I laid my head upon my desk
and closed my eyes and snored.
I woke to find a piece of paper
sticking to my face.
I’d slobbered on my textbooks,
and my hair was a disgrace.
My clothes were badly rumpled,
and my eyes were glazed and red.
My binder left a three-ring
indentation in my head.
I slept through class, and probably
I would have slept some more,
except my students woke me
as they headed out the door.
Bed Head by Kenn Nesbitt
I’ve tried, but it’s simply no use.
I can’t make it stay where I put it today
with styling gel, hair spray, or mousse.
No bobby pin, brush, or bandanna
can get my hair under control.
I’ve tried every comb, every clip in my home
and covered my head with a bowl.
I’ve tried using forks in frustration.
I’ve tried using pokers and picks.
I’ve tried using straps; I’ve tried headbands and caps.
I’ve even tried shoestrings and sticks.
Regardless of how I attack it,
I simply cannot make it stay.
I guess I can’t win, so I’ll have to give in
and look like my students today.
Aliens Have Landed! by Kenn Nesbitt
It’s distressing, but they’re here.
They piloted their flying saucer
through our atmosphere.
They landed like a meteor
engulfed in smoke and flame.
Then out they climbed immersed in slime
and burbled as they came.
Their hands are greasy tentacles.
Their heads are weird machines.
Their bodies look like cauliflower
and smell like dead sardines.
Their blood is liquid helium.
Their eyes are made of granite.
Their breath exudes the stench of foods
from some unearthly planet.
And if you want to see these
sickly, unattractive creatures,
you’ll find them working in your school;
they all got jobs as teachers.
Itches by Kenn Nesbitt
from forehead on down to my feeters
to stop me from scratching the itches
of hundreds of bites from mosqueeters.
My arms and my legs are so itchy,
they feel like they’re starting to smoke.
I guess that I got that from playing
in patches of red poison oak.
As if it could not be more painful,
my stomach is rashy and hivey,
my back and my sides are all blotchy
from wandering through poison ivy.
Despite that I’m itching like crazy,
I hardly can wait until when
my itches and rashes are better,
so I can go camping again.
Garage Sale by Linda Knaus
beginning right at dawn,
by putting things she doesn’t want
for sale out on the lawn.
Those bargain prices drive folks nuts.
This year they went too far.
One lady bought our front porch steps.
Another bought our car.
And then it got ridiculous,
so that’s when I got mad.
“Hey, lady! Some things aren’t for sale—
now please put down my dad!”
Dirty Socks by Bruce Lansky
my father yelled, “PU!
Your socks smell worse than rotten eggs
and worse than doggy poo.”
“You’d better take them off,” he said,
“and wash them in the lake.”
It wasn’t long before I knew
he’d made a big mistake.
The water changed from clear to mud.
Then fumes began to rise.
And soon a cloud of air pollution
covered up the skies.
When bullfrogs started croaking
and ducks began to quack,
some campers started chanting,
“We want our clean lake back!”
I’ve got a couple of dirty socks.
I’m in an awful bind.
I guess I’ll have to bury them.
I hope the worms don’t mind.
Deep-Sea Squeeze by Eric Ode
in an octopus embrace
with seven arms around my waist
and one across my face.
It all began this morning
with a scuba diving trip.
I found the creature wedged beneath
a sunken pirate ship.
So, carefully, I dug him free.
He offered no objection
but covered me in tentacles
with octopus affection.
It seems I’ve made a friend today,
but this I’d like to know:
How do you say, in octopus,
“You’re welcome. Please let go”?
Cannonball by Dave Crawley
He tells me I’ve broken his number one rule.
He didn’t approve of my summertime smash—
The Sultan of Soakers, the cannonball splash.
The cannonball calls for an uncommon flair;
with legs tucked beneath me, I soared through the air.
With a splash that would make me the talk of the school,
I think that I just about emptied the pool.
I splashed Mr. Meese and his silly new hat.
I splashed Mrs. Simpkins, who called me a brat.
I splashed Suzy Smith from her head to her feet
and even the lifeguard, whose whistle went [I]tweet![I]
So now here I sit in the heat of the day.
No running. No splashing. And no way to play.
My friends are all swimming and staying real cool,
but the lifeguard won’t let me go back in the pool.
Abusement Park by Kenn Nesbitt
my family and I.
We rode on rides so scary,
I expected I would die.
We rode a roller coaster
called The Homicidal Comet.
It had so many loop-de-loops
it nearly made us vomit.
We rode The Crazed Tornado,
and it jerked us hard and quick.
If it were any longer,
we would certainly be sick.
We rode The Psycho Octopus,
which packed a nasty punch.
I think we’re pretty lucky
that we didn’t lose our lunch.
Lovely Teacher by Linda Knaus
Lovely teacher, lovely teacher—
eyes of periwinkle blue.
You are such a pretty creature,
and I’m so in love with you.
How I long for your attention,
so I’m acting like a fool.
Put me down for some detention,
just don’t send me home from school.
Oh, I’m filled with pain and sorrow,
for my teacher is so cute,
but she won’t be here tomorrow,
’cause she’s just a substitute.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Iss baar kuch aisa mein chahta hoon
Tum ko apna banaana chahta hoon
Bhula kar apne sab gham
Tumhe dilse apnana chahta hoon
Tumhe tumhari ijazaat se
Apne dil mein basana chahta hoon
Apne naam k saath joar kar tumhara naam
Duniya ko sar-e-aam dikhana chahta hoon
Kab ho Qubooliyat ki ghari na jaane
Tumhe har dua mein mangna chahta hoon
Ho jaao tum meri [...]
Mainbhi khamosh nigahon say
Wo bhi chupke say kabhi aa k sada deti hai,
Kya khabar kal ki magar hamne suna hai aksar,
Rafta rafta yeh ada pyar barha deti hai…….!!!
Zikr-e-ulfat jab
Zakham dilke has diye wo bewafaya yaad aagaya,
Is tarah na guzri dardke maron ki raat,
Dard kuch itna badha bus khuda yaad aagaya…
us nai kaha tum main pehli si baat nahi
main nai kaha zindagi main tera sath nahi
us nai kaha u bhi kisi ki ankh main doob jate ho
main nai kaha ub kisi ankh mian wo gaihrai nahi
us nai kaha kyoon itna toot k chaha mughai
main nai kaha insan hoon pathar to nahi
us nai kaha kiya main [...]
Agar Mujhsey Mohabbat Hey
In Aankhoun Kaa Har Ik Aansou Mujhey, Meri Qasam De Do
Agar Mujhsey Mohabbat hey …
Tumharey Gham Ko Apna Gham Banaa Loun To Qaraar Aaye
Tumhara Dard Siiney Mai Chhupaa Loun To Qaraar Aaye
Vo Har Shay Jo Tumhain Dukh Dey Mujhey Merey Sanam De Do
Agar Mujhsey Mohabbat hey [...]
Tjhe Pyar Mera SatayeGa Aksar!
SatayeGa Aksar!
YaadoN K Toofan
Uthaye Ga Aksar!
Mera Naam Likh
Kr Kitabon MeIN Apni!
Tu LogoN K Dar Se
Mitaye Ga Aksar!
ZikAr Mera Aksar KArne
Se Pehley!
Tu Kuch Soch Kr
Muskuraye Ga Aksar!
Baatein Meri Yaad
Aayein Gi Itni!
Jitna Tu Unhe Bhulaye
Ga Aksar!
Khud ko is dil mein basaane ki ejazat de do…
Mujh ko tum apna banaane ki ejazat de do…
Tum meri zindagi ka ek haseen lamha ho…
Phooleon se khud ko sajaane ki ejazat de do…
Main kitna chahta hoon tujhe, kis tarah batau tujh ko…
Mujhe yeh aap bataane ki ejazat de do…
Tumhari raat si zulfon mein chand [...]
Kisi ki yad dil mai hai
koi ehsas baqi hai
Badalte mosamo k darmyan
ek raz baqi hai
Abi to mai safar mai hoon
milen gi manzilen mujh ko
Magar in raston k beech
kisi ka sath baqi hai
Kahin par sham dhalti hai
kahin par rat hoti hai
Abi to chandni hai
or chand ki rat baqi hai
Chale ayo kisi din tum
humara hal bhi dekho
Humara [...]
Bhanwar main duub kar
Main Tumse Bichad Kar Nahin
Kaheen ik masoom nazuk si ladki
Chaaha hai tujhko chaahoonga
Kisi ko kuchh na de sako
So gai hai dua hatheli par
tere liye duniya mein aye hain
Dard deker mohabbat ki ada bhool gaye
Lamha bhar apna Hawaon ko banany walay
Gungunatay Hue Anchal Ki Hawa Deh Mujh Ko Ungliyaan
Bano jo Dost to phir sirf Wafa ho jao
Wasi Shah :: Ik arzOo hai puri parwrdgar kre
Mujhe roz o shb ki kitab mein koi hrf aisa na mil ska
Kuch is tarha say usay pyaar karna parta hai
Kal halki halki barish thi
Utho meri dunya k garibon ko jaga do
Badnam Zamane main Mohabbat Nahen Karte
Mere ishq ko na nidhal ker
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
chalo maan lete
maan lete
tumhari khushi
ki khathir yeh bhi
tumhy chor dte hain.
kisi or ka hone dte hain.
per es baat ka
yaqeen dilao
tumhare jane k baad
tumhari yaad
mujhe kbi nai aye gi.
agr asa hi hu ga.
tu hum tumhy chord dte hain.
kisi or ka hony dte hain.
bechain main na jaane kya chahti hoon
bechain main na jaane kya chahti hoon
shaayad apne dil ki gahraayee paanaa chahti hoon
lekin sab ke liye anjaan main
aaj jaan payee hoon
ki main khud se bhi anjaan hoon
isiliye
apne dil ki kasak ko mitana chahti hoon
apni bechain saanson ko sametna chahti hoon
lekin kaise shaayad yahi janna chahti hoon
bechain main na jaane kya chahti hoon
shaayad apne dil ki gahraayee paanaa chahti hoon
lekin sab ke liye anjaan main
aaj jaan payee hoon
ki main khud se bhi anjaan hoon
isiliye
apne dil ki kasak ko mitana chahti hoon
apni bechain saanson ko sametna chahti hoon
lekin kaise shaayad yahi janna chahti hoon
Bohat hi yaad aata hai mere Dil ko tarpaata hai
woh tera paas na hona bohat mujh ko rulaata hai
woh mera teri aankhon k samander main uttar jaana
aur teri muskurahat ke bhanwar main doobte jaana
teri awaaz k sehar se na nikal paana
tujh ko dekhna aur be-khudi se dekhte jaana
bohat chaha in guzre hue lamhon ko na sochoon
na teri yaad main reh k tere saath ka sochoon
bhoola doon saari yaadon ko ke jin se Dil tarapta hai
k jin se thees utth ti hai k jin se dard hota hai
magar jab raat aati hai to teri yaad aati hai
terey hi khuwaab hote hain teri hi baat hoti hai
tou tay paaya ab mumkin nahi tujh ko bhoola dena
teri yaad main rehna tujhe hi sochte rehna
tujhe jab yaad karte hain to Dil apna tarapta hai
woh tera paas na hona bohat mehsoos hota hai
Sab se chupa kar dard jo woh muskura diya…
us ki hansi ne to aaj mujhe rula diya….
lehje se uth raha tha har ik dard ka dhuaan…
chehra bata raha tha k kuch ganwa diya…
aawaz mein thayrao tha aankhoon mein nami thi…
or keh raha tha k mein ne sab kuch bhula diya…
jane kya us ko logon sey thein shikayatein…
tanhaiyon ke daish mein khud ko basa diya…
khud bhi woh hum sey bichar kar adhura sa ho gaya….
mujh ko bhi itne logon mein tanha bana diya…
Kisi roz tum ko bhe meri bohot yaad aai gee,
mager us din bohot daer ho jai gee ,
tum milna chaho gee mager mujh ko daikh na pao gee,
tum dhoondo gee mujhe mager daikh na pao gee,
tum tarpo gee meri yaad main or aansoo bahao gee.
mujhe daikhe bina ik pal bhe na reh pao gee.
meri yaad main tum gum sum ho jao gee,
khud apni gali ka pata bhe bhool jao gee,
mere tasauwur main tum aise kho jao gee,
koi pukare ga tum meri hi bataen dohrao gee,
or main door khara teri baychaini ko daekhta rahoon ga,
or tum kuch pal ke liye mujh se khafa ho jao gee,
or main teri bikhri zulfoon ko sunwaroon ga,
or tum sharma kar mere gale se lag jao gee,
or phir jab tum rooth kar kaheen door chali jao gee,
us din me phir tum se yahee baat kahoon ga,
kisi roz tum ko bhe meri bohot yaad aai gee….
Juda hone ka andesha’
Wo mujh se intehai khush’ khAfa hone se pehle tha,
Junoon ka doar guzra to mujhe b bhool betha wo,
Namaz-e-ishq tha lekin, qaza hone se pehle tha,
Main kese soch sakta tha mujhy wo chor jayega,
Bohat hi ba’wafa wo bewafa hone se pehle tha…
Aadat nahi hay
Aansoo bahaany ki aadat nhi h,
Hm kho gaye to pachtao gay bohat,
Hamaari Lout k Aany ki aadat nahi hay,
Terey dar pay Muhabbat k sawali ban jaaty,
Lekin Haath phelaany ki aadat nahi hay,
Teri yaaden aziz hen bohat,
Magar Waqt ganwaany ki aadat nahi hay,
Tum sakht Dil nikle kya gila kren hum,
Shikwa -e-dil lab py laany ki aadat nahi hay,
Bad’dua b kya kren HAQ men tumhaary?
Hamain to Dil b dukhaany ki aadat nahi hay…
Woh pathar dil sahi hamara bhi ye dawa hai
Hamaray lab jinhe chu le wo pathar bol utte
Raaz-e-hasti kuch nahi aksar yehi dekha gia
Be-khabar hanste rahe aur ba-khabar rote rahe
Me khanay ki tauheen hai rindo ki hatak
Kam zarf ke haath me agar jaam diya jayai
Hum karain baat daleelon se to rud hoti hai
Is ke honton ki khamoshi bhi sanad hoti hai
Abhi mitti na khunki thi abhi paani na barsa tha
Magar bazm-e-anasir me tere hone ka charcha tha
Lekin rehnay do
lekin rehne do..!
Main tumhein chor k ja sakta hun,
lekin rehne do..!
Tum jo har morr pe keh daitey ho khuda hafiz,
faisla mein bhi suna sakti hun,
lekin rehne do..!
Tum ne jo baat ki dil ko dukhaney wali,
us per main muskura b sakta hun,
lekin rehne do..!
Sharam aaye gi tumhein
warna tumharey waaday,
main tumhein yaad dila sakta hun,
lekin rehne do.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Aankh Se Lahhu Na Bahaya Kar,
Ae Dil Usey Kabhi To Bhool Jaya Kar.
Dekhna Woh Aik Din Tujhe Chor Jaye Ga,
Na Usey Itna Sataya Kar.
Itna Aitbaar Bhi Acha Nahi Hota,
Usey Har Aik Baat Na Bataya Kar.
Shiddat-E-Gham Se Seena Phat Jaye Ga,
Aankh Se Kuch Aansoo Bahaya Kar.
Us Jaisa Tujhe Kaheen Mil Nahi Sakta,
Hazaar Baar Roothe Hazaar Baar Mannaya Kar.
Yahan Baad Muddat Koi Sukh Milta Hai,
Hath Aai Khushi Yun Na Ganwaya Kar.
Jo Kahta Tha Aksar Muj Ko
CHAND GHULAABUtra CHAHRA...
Tenoon Ek Se Lagte Hain..
Shayad Use Khoob Khabar Thi..
CHAND BanaHai Shub Ka Hisa..
Or
GHULAAB K SirPar Pat Jard
Mujh Ko DRD-E-HIJIRMila Hai.
Saqiya Ek Nazar Jaam
Khush Ho Ay Dil, K Mohabbat To Nibha Di Tun Ne,Log Ujar Jatay Hain Anjaam Se Pehlay Pehlay.
Ab Us K Zikr Pe Hum Baat Badal Detay Hain,Kitni Rughbat Thi Us K Naam Se Pehlay Pehlay.
Samnay Umar Pari Hai Shab-E-Tanhaai Ki,Wo Mjhay Chor Gaya Shaam Se Pehlay Pehlay.
Kitna Acha Tha K Hum B Jiya Karte The,Ghair-Maroof Se, Gumnaam Se Pehlay Pehlay.
Zindgi Pr Kitab Likhun Ga
Us Me Sare Hisab Likhun Ga
Pyar Ko Waqt Guzari Likh Kr
Chahton Ko Azab Likhon Ga
Hui Barbad Mohbt Kaise
Kaise Bikhre Ha Khuwab Likhon Ga
Apni Khwahish Ka Tazkra Kr K
Us Ka Chehra Gulaab Likon Ga
Me Us S Judai Ka Sabab
Apni Qismat Khrab Likhon Ga
hume koi tum sa
tmhe koi hum sa mil jaye bada mushkil sa lagta hain.....
dekhanaa hai vo mujh par meharabaan kitanaa hai
[asaliyat = reality; gumaan = doubt]
kyaa panaah detii hai aur ye zamii.n mujh koaur abhii mere sar par aasamaan kitanaa hai
[panaah = shelter]
kuchh Khabar nahii.n aatii kis ravish pe hai tuufaa.Naur kaTaa phaTaa baaqii baadabaan kitanaa hai
[baadabaan = sail]
to.D pho.D karatii hai.n roz Khvaahishe.n dil me.ntang in makaano.n se ye makaan kitanaa hai
kyaa uThaaye phirataa hai baar-e-aashiqii sar paraur dekhane me.n vo dhaan-paan kitanaa hai
[baar = weight/burden]
harf-e-aarazuu sun kar jaa.nchane lagaa yaaniiis me.n baat kitanii hai aur byaan kitanaa hai
phir udaas kar degii sarsarii jhalak us kiibhuul kar ye dil us ko shaadamaan kitanaa hai
Abhi sooraj nahi dooba
Dastoor-habib jalib in english
The light which shines only in palaces
Burns up the joy of the people in the shadows
Derives its strength from others’ weakness
That kind of system,
like dawn without light
I refuse to acknowledge,
I refuse to accept
I am not afraid of execution,
Tell the world that I am the martyr
How can you frighten me with prison walls?
This overhanging doom,
this night of ignorance,
I refuse to acknowledge,
I refuse to accept
“Flowers are budding on branches”, that’s what you say,
“Every cup overflows”, that’s what you say,
“Wounds are healing themselves”, that’s what you say,
These bare-faces lies,
this insult to the intelligence,
I refuse to acknowledge,
I refuse to accept
For centuries you have all stolen our peace of mind
But your power over us is coming to an end
Why do you pretend you can cure pain?
Even if some claim that you’ve healed them,
I refuse to acknowledge,
I refuse to accept
Kain kehta hai shahrat se tukhein deakhty hain
Janey man hum toh mohabbat se tumhein deakhty hain
Tum ko malom nahi tum ho muqadus kitny
Daekhty hain toh haqedat se tumhein deakhty hain
Deakh key tum ko kiasi aur ki yaad ati hai
Hum kisi aur hi nisbat se tumhein deakhty hain
Saath gheru ki nazar aao toh g khuttha hai
Kya kahein kaisi izyat se tumhein deakhty hain
Jhonkni parti hai yeh jaan azabo mei humein
Kaun kehta hai saholat se tumhein deakhty hian
Janey kya likhty ho kya sochty rehty ho wasi
Raat ko jab bhi kabhi chat se tumhein deakhty hain
Na Samaton Mein Tapash Ghuley Na Nazar ko Waqf e Azaab Kar
jo Sunaaii De Usey Chup Sikha jo Dikhaaii De Usey Khwaab Kar
Abhi muntashi Na ho Ajnabii Na Wisaal rutt Ke Karam jatta
jo Teri Talash Mein gum hoye Kabhi Un Dinon Ka Hisaab Kar
Meray Sabr Par koii Ajr Kya Meri dopehar Pe Ye Abr Kyoun
mujhey orhnay De Aziyatien Meri Aadatien Na Kharaab Kar
Kahien Aablon Ke Bhanwar Bajien Kahien Dhuup Ruup Badan Sajien
Kabhi Dil ko Thall Ka Mizaaj De Kabhi Chashm e Tar ke Chanaab Kar
Yeh HAjoom e Sitam-GaraaN Na Suney Ga Teri Sada Kabhii
Meri Hasraton ko Sukhn Suna Meri Khwaahishon Se Khataab Kar
Yeh Jaloos e Fasl e Bahaar hai Tahii Dasta Yaar Saja Isey
koii Ashk Phir Se Sharar Bana koii Zakhm Phir Se gulaab Kar
is kari dhoop mein jalty
tou kisi or key aangan mein hay chhao'n ki terha,
tou to waqif hey mery jazbo'n ki sach'chai sey,,,,,,,,
phir kio khaamosh hey pather key khudaao'n ki terha,
mein to khusbo ki terha saath raha hon teyray,
tou bhatkta raha bechain hawao'n ki terha,,,,,,
wo jo barbad hoay they wohi badnam hoay hein,
tou to masoom raha apni adaao'n ki terha,,,,,,,,
gham to ye hay key hamein koi khushi raas nahi,
zindagi kaat rahy hein hum sazao'n ki terha,,,,,,,
ابھی اس طرف نہ نگاہ کر میں غزل کی پلکیں سنوار لوں
میرا لفظ لفظ ہو آئینہ میں تجھے آئینے میں اُتار ہوں
میں تمام دن کا تکھا ہوا ، تو تمام شب کا جگا ہوا
ذرا ٹھہر جا اسی موڈ پر میں ترے ساتھ شام گزار لوں
اگر آسماں کی نمائشوں میں مجھے بھی اذن ِ قیام ہو
تو میں موتیوں کی دکان سے تیری بالیاں تیرے ہار لوں
کئی اجنبی تیرے راہ کے میرے پاس سے یوں گزر گئے
جنہیں دیکھ کر یہ تڑپ ہوئی تیرا نام لے کے پکار لوں
aaj hum kuch iss tarah rozey ko bahlaate rahey
chey baje se nau baje tak ghusl farmate rahey
nau baje akhbar ke daftar mein pahunche aur wahan
mustaed kaatib se ghazlein apni likhwaate rahey
dus baje ghar aake taaza ik ghazal takhleeq ki
zehn mein taaza khayal aate rahey jaate rahey
gyarah se do tak rahe ek dost ke ghar par jahan
jaanbalab misroun ke laashe uss se uthwaate rahey
do baje television station aaye aur wahan
har producer ko apni shakL dikhlaate rahey
teen per meteorology ke eik maahir se mile
shahr ke mausam ka zikre e khair farmaate rahey
char se chai tak rahe bazaar mein haazir jahan
taaza mewuun per nigaah e paak daurhate rahey
khurma o garma, pakorhe, aam, kelaa, daalmot
aik dastarkhwan per yeh maal chunwaate rahey
phal yeh jitni deir dastarkhwan per rakkhe rahey
hum tasawwur mein iss iftaari ka gham khaate rahey
eik ghanta apna iss surat se guzra hai ke hum
cheel ki maanind iftaari pa mandlaate rahey
saat baj kar bees per di ek muazzin ne azaan
woh azaan alfaaz jiske dil ko garmaate rahey
sun ke aawaz e azaan phir ghair iradi taur per
haath khudd barhkar plaitoN ki taraf jaate rahey
hum ko laahaq ho gai fikr e dinner baad e namaaz
nau baje khaane ko baithe raat bhar khate rahey
aik daawaat-o-qalam ho tou ghazal hoti hai
jab ye saamaan baham ho tou ghazal hoti hai
bhoot, aaseb, shayaateen, ajinna hazraat
in buzurgon kaa karam ho tou ghazal hoti hai
sher naazil nahin hotaa kabhii laalach ke baghair
dil ko ummiid-e-raqam ho tou ghazal hoti hai
puunch kutte ki terhi ho, tau kuch bhi na bane
aur teri zulfon mein kham tou ghazal hoti hai
muflisii, ishq, marz, bhuukh, burhaapa, aulaad !
dil ko har qism kaa Gham ho tou ghazal hoti hai
sirf tharre se tau qitaat hi mumkin hain "Figar"
haan, agar whiskey-o-rum ho tou ghazal hoti hai
vo na hogaa to kyaa kamii hogii
bas adhuurii sii zindagii hogii
Gham hii chaaNdii hai, Gham hii sonaa hai
Gham na hogaa to kyaa Khushii hogii
usko sochuuN usii ko chaahuuN maiN
mujhse aisii na bandagii hogii
baat hoNToN pe jam gayii uske
chup ye Tuute to ankahii hogii
Duub jaayegii shor meN duniyaa
lafz hoNge na Khamoshii hogii
vo thakaa hu’aa merii baahoN
abhii maiN ne dekhaa hai chaaNd bhii kisii shaaKh-e-gul pe jhukaa hu’aa
jise le ga’ii hai abhii havaa vo varq thaa dil kii kitaab kaa
kahiiN aaNsuoN se miTaa huaa kahiiN aaNsuoN se likhaa hu’aa
ka’ii miil ret ko kaaT kar ko’ii mauj phuul khilaa ga’ii
ko’ii peR pyaas se mar rahaa hai nadii ke paas khaRaa huaa
mujhe haadisoN se sajaa sajaa ke bahut hasiin banaa diyaa
meraa dil bhii jaise dulhan kaa haath ho mehndiyoN se rachaa hu’aa
vahii Khat ke jis pe jagah jagah do mahakate hoNThoN ke chaaNd the
kisii bhuule-bisre se taaq par tah-e-gard hogaa dabaa hu’aa
vahiii shah’r hai vahii raaste vahii ghar hai aur vahii laan bhii
magar us dariiche se puuchnaa vo daraKht anaar kaa kyaa hu’aa
mere saath jugnuu hai ham-safar magar is sharar kii bisaat kyaa
ye charaaG ko’ii charaaG hai na jalaa hu’aa na bujhaa hu’aa
vaqt-e-ruKhsat kahiiN taare kahiiN jugnuu aaye
haar pehnaane mujhe phuul se baazuu aaye
bas gayii hai mere ehsaas meN ye kaisii mahek
ko’ii Khushbuu maiN lagaauuN terii Khushbuu aaye
maiN ne din raat Khudaa se ye du’aa maaNgii thii
ko’ii aahaT na ho dar pe mere aur tuu aaye
us kii baateN ke gul-o-la’ala pe shabnam barse
sab ko apnaane kaa us shoKh ko jaaduu aaye
un dinoN aap kaa aalam bhii ajab aalam hai
shoKh khaayaa hu’aa jaise ko’ii aahuu aaye
us ne chhuu kar mujhe patthar se phir insaan kiyaa
muddatoN baad merii aaNkh meN aaNsuu aaye
Faqiraana aae sadaa kar chale,
Miyaan khush raho ham dua kar chale.
Jo tujh bin na jeene ko kahte the ham,
So is ahd ko ab wafa kar chale.
Koi naumidana karte nigah,
So tum ham se munh bhi chhipa kar chale.
Bahut aarzoo thi gali ki teri,
So yaan se lahu mein naha kar chale.
Dikhai diye yun ke bekhud kiya,
Hamen aap se bhi juda kar chale.
Jabin sijda karte hi karte gayi,
Haq-e-bandgi ham ada kar chale.
Prastash ki yaan taeen ke ai but tujhe,
Nazr mein sabhon ki Khuda kar chale.
Gayi umr dar band-e-fikr-e-ghazal,
So is fan ko aisa bara kar chale.
Kahen kya jo puchhe koi ham se Mir,
Jahaan mein tum ae the kya kar chale.
تابش ہوس لزت ِ آزار کہاں تک
راحت ہے یہ غم پھر بھی میرے یار کہاں تک
ہر روز اک آوازہ انا لحق کا لگائیں
دیکھیں تو کہ ہے سلسلہ دار کہاں تک
ہر راستے سے منزل ہستی ہے بہت دور
جائے گا میرے ساتھ غم ِ یار کہاں تک
ہاں طعنہ ء اختیار کے نشترہی سے کھل جائے
اک زخم رہے گا لب ِ گفتار کہاں تک
ہیں اس کے تعلق سے عزیز اہل جہاں بھی
لے جائے گی آخر ہوس یار کہاں تک
آئینہ در آئینہ در آئینہ ترا حسن
حیراں ہوں تیرے طا لب ِ دیدار کہاں تک
ہمہ تن گوش اک زمانہ تھا
میرے لب پر تیرا فسانہ تھا
کاش دل ہی ذرا ٹھہر جاتا
گردشوں میں اگر زمانہ تھا
ہم تھے اور اعتمادِ فصل ِ بہار
شاخ شاخ اپنا آشیانہ تھا
وہ بہاریں بھی ہم پر گزری ہیں
جب قفس تھا نہ آشیانہ تھا
دل کی امید واریاں نہ گئی
اِس کرم کا کوئی ٹھکانہ تھا
صبح سے پہلے بجھ گیا تابش
ایک دل ہی چراغ خانہ تھا
hamatan gosh ik zamana tha
mere lab par tera fasana tha
kaash dil hi zara thehar jata
gardishon main agar zamana tha
hum thay aur aitamaad e fasl e bahar
shakh shakh apna ashiyana tha
wo baharain bhi hum per guzri hai
jab qafas tha na ashiyana tha
dil ki umeed wariyan na gayi
is karam ka koi thikana tha
subh se pehlay bujh gaya tabish
aik dil hi charagh khana tha
Pani Aankh Mein Bhar Kar Laya Ja Saqta hai,
Ab Bhi Jalta Shehr Bachaya Ja Saqta Hai,
Aik Muhabbat Aur Woh Bhi Na Kaam Muhabbat,
Laikin Isay Kaam Chalaya Ja Saqta Hai,
Dil Par Pani Peenay Aati Hain Umeedein,
Is Chashmay Mein Zehr Milaya Ja Saqta Hai,
Mujh Gumaan Se Puchtay Hain Farhaad-o-Majnun,
Ishq Mein Kitna Naam Kamaya Ja Saqta Hai,
Yeh Mehtaab Yeh Raat Ki Peshani Ka Ghao,
Aisa Zakham Toh Dil Pe Khaya Ja Saqta Hai,
Phata Purana Khuwab Hai Mera Phir Bhi "Tabish",
Is Mein Apna Aap Chupaya Ja Saqta Hai.....!!!!
zindagi ki basti
din bhii bhaarii hai raat bhaarii hai
zindagii kii bisaat par aksar
jiitii baazii bhii ham ne haarii hai
to.Do dil meraa shauq se to.Do
chiiz merii nahii.n tumhaarii hai
baar-e-hastii uThaa sakaa na ko_ii
ye Gam-e-dil jahaa.N se bhaarii hai
aa.Nkh se chhup ke dil me.n baiThe ho
haa_e kaisii ye pardaa-daarii hai
Monday, July 26, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Gorillaz: Escape to Plastic Beach
Outrun the cops, evade the El Camino, attempt daring underwater rescues and use the Doom Glider to foil 2D’s escape attempts from Plastic Beach
Escape to Plastic Beach tells the story of Gorillaz journey from the mainland to their new home on Plastic Beach. The game starts by recreating the thrilling events of ‘Stylo’ and sees Murdoc, 2D and Cyborg Noodle on their journey to Plastic Beach, evading cops and the El Camino. The game then continues underwater, taking players direct to Plastic Beach HQ. Once you have arrived at Plastic Beach use the Doom Glider to foil 2D’s increasingly inventive escape attempts from Plastic Beach whilst dodging ghost pirate ships.
Chapter One: Puts the fate of the band in your hands: Out-run and out-gun the cops and evade the ruthless El Camino as the band makes its way to Plastic Beach.
Chapter Two: Guide Murdoc Niccals in an underwater rescue of Cyborg Noodle and 2D, avoiding mines and hostile sea-life over three challenging levels of aquatic action into the waiting submarine.
Chapter Three: A full 3D action game in which Murdoc flies and fights above Plastic Beach HQ on his Doom Glider to foil 2D’s repeated escape attempts whilst battling the ghost pirate ships.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Men judge women in milliseconds
Men take a fraction of a second to decide if they are attracted to a woman or not – but they should not be called shallow because they are genetically programmed to do so, scientists say.
Men weigh up potential partners almost instantaneously based on their appearance because their “ancient” genetic preference for attractive mates leads them to, experts claim.
According to research, a woman with an attractive face is taken by men to be fertile and able to continue the family line, appealing to the man’s survival instinct.
In contrast women take longer to decide their feelings for a man because they need to weigh up whether he will be a committed partner who will provide for them well – part of their survival programming.
Professor Mark van Vugt and Dr Johanna van Hooff, from the University of Amsterdam, and postgraduate student Helen Crawford, from the University of Kent, were behind the study which is to be published by the Oxford Journal Social Cognitive and Affective Neuroscience.
They tested men and women’s bias towards looks by conducting a series of tests on 20 women and 20 men, making them perform tasks while recording their brain activity.
While the subjects were doing the task they were shown a series of photographs of faces of the opposite sex, ranging from attractive to ugly.
Men were easily distracted when they saw a pretty face but women stuck to the task.
Prof van Vugt said: “Men definitely have the most wandering eye but it is because they have evolved to pay attention to cues of fertility and one of those cues is facial beauty – it’s not that men are shallow.
“But we found they do make snap judgments about women, much earlier than was previously thought. They make that decision on whether a woman would be a good mating partner in milliseconds.
“This is something very ancient and a way of helping men find the best mate to produce children.
“Women were not distracted by attractive male faces because women need more proof of whether a man is a good mate.
“Women make that decision on behaviour, whether a man is trustworthy and committed. They make their decision much later than men.”
Friday, June 18, 2010
jo dil ne kahii lab pe kahaa.N aa_ii hai dekho ab mahafil-e-yaaraa.N me.n
jo dil ne kahii lab pe kahaa.N aa_ii hai dekho
ab mahafil-e-yaaraa.N me.n bhii tanhaa_ii hai dekho
phuulo.n se havaa bhii kabhii ghabaraa_ii hai dekho
Guncho.n se bhii shabanam kabhii kataraa_ii hai dekho
ab zauq-e-talab vajah-e-junuu.N Thair gayaa hai
aur arz-e-vafaa baa_is-e-rusvaa_ii hai dekho
[vajah-e-junuu.N = reason for madness]
[baa_is-e-rusvaa_ii = reason for disgrace/disrepute]
Gam apane hii ashko.n kaa Khariidaar huaa hai
dil apanii hii haalaat kaa tamaashaa_ii hai dekho
jiite rahane kii sazaa de zindagii ai zindagii ab to marane kii duaa de zindagii
jiite rahane kii sazaa de zindagii ai zindagii
ab to marane kii duaa de zindagii ai zindagii
mai.n to ab uqtaa gayaa huu.N kyaa yahii hai qaayanaat
bas ye aa_iinaa haTaa de zindagii ai zindagii
Dhuu.NDane nikalaa thaa tujh ko aur Khud ko kho diyaa
tuu hii ab meraa pataa de zindagii ai zindagii
yaa mujhe ehasaas kii is qaid se kar de rihaa
varnaa diivaanaa banaa de zindagii ai zindagii
Khaamoshii Khud apanii sadaa ho aisaa bhii ho sakataa hai sannaaTaa hii guu.Nj rahaa
Khaamoshii Khud apanii sadaa ho aisaa bhii ho sakataa hai
sannaaTaa hii guu.Nj rahaa ho aisaa bhii ho sakataa hai
meraa maazii mujh se bichha.D kar kyaa jaane kis haal me.n hai
merii tarah vo bhii tanhaa ho aisaa bhii ho sakataa hai
saharaa saharaa kab tak mai.n Dhuu.NDhuu.N ulfat kaa ek aalam
aalam aalam ik saharaa ho aisaa bhii ho sakataa hai
ahl-e-tuufaa.N soch rahe hai.n saahil Duubaa jaataa hai
Khud un kaa dil Duub rahaa ho aisaa bhii ho sakataa hai
munsifo.n saliibo.n par faisale nahii.n hote besabab baGaavat ke saanahe nahii.n hote
munsifo.n saliibo.n par faisale nahii.n hote
besabab baGaavat ke saanahe nahii.n hote
jhuuTh aur sadaaqat kii jang to azal se hai
phir bhii sach pe jiine ke hausale nahii.n hote
soch ke judaa honaa phir ke mil na paaye.nge
kyo.n ke is zamaane me.n mojeze nahii.n hote
jo bhii the gile shikave duur kar ke jaanaa thaa
kam se kam bichha.Dane par dil bure nahii.n hote
chaa.Nd se kahaa ham ne tum hii raat bhar jaago
ham se us kii yaado.n me.n rat_jage nahii.n hote
aa.Nkhe.n merii talavo.n se mal jaaye to achchhaa hai hasrat-e-paa-bos nikal jaaye
aa.Nkhe.n merii talavo.n se mal jaaye to achchhaa
hai hasrat-e-paa-bos nikal jaaye to achchhaa
[paa-bos=kissing the feet;]
jo chashm ke be-nam ho.n, vo ho kor to bahatar
jo dil ke ho be-daaG, vo jal jaaye to achchhaa
[kor=sightless;]
furqat me.n terii taar-e-nafas siine me.n mere
kaa.NTaa saa khaTakataa hai, nikal jaaye to achchhaa
[furqat=separation; taar-e-nafas=here it implies pain like needles pricking]
vo subah ko aaye to karuu.N baate.n mai.n do-pahar
aur chaahuu.N ke din tho.Daa sa Dhal jaaye to achchhaa
Dhal jaaye jo din bhii to isii tarah karuu.N shaam
aur chaahuu.N ke gar aaj se kal jaaye to achchhaa
jab kal ho to phir vahii karuu.N kal kii tarah se
gar aaj ka din bhii yuu.N hii Tal jaaye to achchhaa
al-qissaa nahii.n chaahataa mai.n, jaaye vo yaa.N se
dil usakaa yahii.n garache bahal jaaye to achchhaa
[al-qissaa= in short]
shaam ho jaam ho subuu bhii ho tujh ko paane kii justajuu bhii ho
shaam ho jaam ho subuu bhii ho
tujh ko paane kii justajuu bhii ho
dil se dil kii kahaaniyaa.N bhii sune
aa.Nkho.n aa.Nkho.n me.n guftaguu bhii ho
jhiil sii gaharii sabz aa.Nkho.n me.n
Duub jaane kii aarazuu bhii ho
sirf tere badan kii shamaa jale
aur a.Ndheraa-saa chaar_suu bhii ho
Dil udhaas hai bahut koyi paigaam hi likh do
Dil udhaas hai bahut koyi paigaam hi likh do
Tum apna naam na likho, gum-naam hi likh do
Meri qismat mein gham-e-tanhayi hai lekin
Tamaam umr na likho magar ek shaam hi likh do
Zuroori nahi ki mil jaaye sukoon har kisi ko
Sare-e-bazm na aao magar benaam hi likh do
Ye jaanta hoon ki umr bhar tanha mujhko rehna hai
Magar pal do pal, ghadi do ghadi, mere naam hi likh do
Chalo hum maan lete hai ke sazaa ke mustahiq thahre hum
Koyi enaam na likho koyi ilzaam hi likh do
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
(L0ve)
love means compromises it means the know on self completly and have a blind belive on him.
(love is life)
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
life quotes
6) Each person must live their life as a model for others. ~Rosa Parks
7) The most decisive actions of our life … are most often unconsidered actions. ~André Gide
8) I hope life isn’t a big joke, because I don’t get it. ~Jack Handey
9) Life is a mixed blessing, which we vainly try to unmix. ~Mignon McLaughlin
10) Life is rather like a tin of sardines – we’re all of us looking for the key. ~Alan Bennett
11) For if there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life. ~Albert Camus
12) Life is just a series of trying to make up your mind. ~Timothy Fuller
13) There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle. ~ Albert Einstein
14) Attack life, it’s going to kill you anyway. ~ Steven Coallier
15) Any idiot can face a crisis – it’s day to day living that wears you out. ~Anton Chekhov
16) Life is a series of collisions with the future. ~José Ortega y Gasset
17) The only way to have a life is to commit to it like crazy. ~Angelina Jolie
18) Live as if your were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever. ~ Gandhiji
19) Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can. ~Danny Kaye
20) Life is just a mirror, and what you see out there, you must first see inside of you. ~Wally ‘Famous’ Amos
21)Life isn’t fair. It’s just fairer than death, that’s all. ~William Goldman
22) Life has taught us that love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery
23)A life without cause is a life without effect. ~Barbarella
24) Here is the test to find whether your mission on earth is finished. If you’re alive, it isn’t. ~Richard Bach
25) Life’s not always fair. Sometimes you can get a splinter even sliding down a rainbow. ~Cherralea Morgen
26) We are born wet, naked, and hungry. Then things get worse. ~Author Unknown
27) The fear of life is the favorite disease of the 20th century. ~William Lyon Phelps
28) In the book of life, the answers aren’t in the back. ~Charlie Brown
29) The world is a grindstone and life is your nose. ~Fred Allen
30) Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up. ~Author Unknown
30) Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can. ~Danny Kaye
31) As we struggle to make sense of things, life looks on in repose. ~Author Unknown
32) I think I’ve discovered the secret of life – you just hang around until you get used to it. ~Charles Schulz
33) Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets. ~Arthur Miller
34) He who has a why to live can bear almost any how. ~Friedrich Nietzsche
35) Where there is love there is life. ~Indira Gandhi
36) Life is simple, its just not easy. ~Author Unknown
37)My life has a superb cast but I can’t figure out the plot. ~Ashleigh Brilliant
38) I say, if your knees aren’t green by the end of the day, you ought to seriously re-examine your life. ~Bill Watterson, Calvin & Hobbes
life quotes
2) Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile. ~Albert Einstein
3) Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans. ~John Lennon
life quotes
2) Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile. ~Albert Einstein
3) Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans. ~John Lennon
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Insomnia by Kathy Kenney-Marshall
I toss and turn and flop.
I try to count some fluffy sheep
while o’er a fence they hop.
I try to think of pleasant dreams
of places really cool.
I don’t know why I cannot sleep—
I slept just fine at school.
I Saw You by Anonymous
I saw you in the sea,
I saw you in the bathtub.
Oops! Pardon me.
How to Delay Your Bedtime by Bruce Lansky
Say, "All my friends watch this show."
Shout, "No fair!" when you're told to go to bed.
Then ask, "Why can't I stay up till' ten
like all my friends?"
When Dad says, "If all your friends
jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge,
would you jump, too?"
sneer, "Yes!"
Whine, "I'm too tired to walk upstairs to bed."
Make Dad carry you up the stairs.
Pout, "I'm too tired to brush my teeth."
Wait till' Dad squeezes the toothpaste
onto your brush and starts brushing
your teeth for you.
Then groan, "Ouch, you're hurting me."
When Mom comes in to say good night
and asks you to pick up your clothes,
yawn, "I'm too tired to pick up my clothes."
Watch while Mom picks them up for you.
Beg, "I need a bedtime story."
When Mom finishes the story,
ask, "And then what happened?"
Tell her, "That story got me excited.
Now I need a backrub to make me sleepy."
When Mom starts rubbing, give directions:
"Rub a little higher.
No, a little to the left.
No, more to the middle."
When Mom stops rubbing,
grumble, "I was just starting to feel sleepy—
don't stop now."
When Mom says, "For the last time, good night!"
whine, "I'm thirsty.
Can I have a glass of water?"
When Mom asks you to promise
you won't wet the bed,
say, "I promise"—but cross your fingers.
Start crying.
When Dad comes to comfort you,
sob, "There's a monster under my bed."
When he turns on the lights,
you'll see it's only your shoes, socks, crayons,
and the toy gun you got last Christmas,
but only played with once because you lost it.
Tell him, "Leave the door open
so I can see the hall light!"
When he opens the door,
plead, "Open it wider!"
When Dad leaves,
get the toy from under your bed
and play with it in the light
shining through your doorway.
How I Dress for Bed by Bruce Lansky
I sleep in my long underwear.
And if there isn’t any heat,
I keep my stockings on my feet.
I climb into my freezing bed
with fuzzy earmuffs on my head.
The reason it’s so cold inside:
Mom opens all the windows wide.
It Can't Be Time to Take a Bath by A. Maria Plover
I took one just last week.
I'm sure the spots you think are grime
are freckles on my cheek.
I'm just as clean as clean can be.
You won't find any dirt.
I rubbed my mouth clean with my hands,
then wiped them on my shirt.
My feet were muddy yesterday,
but that's not longer true.
I walked home barefoot in the rain,
so now they're spotless, too.
There was some gunk behind my ears—
a funny shade of gray.
Don't worry, though, 'cause it's all gone.
The cat licked it away.
And so you see, there is no need
to point me toward the tub.
It's just a waste of water.
I've got nothing left to scrub!
Don’t Suck Your Thumb by Bruce Lansky
my mother said.
I answered, “Why?”
and scratched my head.
She said, “It’s dumb!
Now go to bed.”
That night I sucked
my toe instead.
Diddle, Diddle Dumpling by Mark Benthall
Went to bed with his blue jeans on.
The poor little guy is out of luck.
He’s still in his pants ’cause his zipper’s stuck!
A Cowboy’s Lullaby by Eric Ode
the cricket who chirps with a sweet, simple tune,
the snap of the campfire that’s keeping me warm,
the thunder and roll of a far-distant storm.
The whispering wind as it rustles the trees,
the babbling stream as it runs to the seas,
the hoot of the owl and the croak of the frog,
the soft, steady snore of my old faithful dog.
When darkness has come and the stars are in sight,
I love all the sounds that I hear in the night.
I love every crackle, each rattle and peep—
but not all at once when I’m trying to sleep!
Lovesick by Bruce Lansky
She bought some chocolates for Matt.
He sent six roses to Lisa.
She baked pink cookies for Pat.
He called Samantha “my darling.”
She told me, “I love you dear.”
Valentine’s Day drives me crazy.
I’m glad it comes just once a year.
I think you’re cute.
I really do.
I like your face
and figure, too.
I like your eyes.
I like your nose.
Don’t change a thing—
except your clothes.
My Girlfriend by Kenn Nesbitt
I haven’t much money, but I buy her pearls.
I’m always embarrassed, but I give her flowers
and talk on the phone every evening for hours.
We go to the movies, and she gets to pick.
She likes holding hands, though it makes me feel sick.
She likes when I smell good, so I take a bath.
I do what she asks me, and she does my math.
Oh My Darling, Valentine by Kenn Nesbitt
In a toy store
on a Sunday
with a dollar forty-nine,
I need something,
just a dumb thing,
for my brand-new
valentine.
Oh my darling,
oh my darling,
oh my darling,
valentine.
I’m uneasy,
kind of queasy,
but you’re still my
valentine.
Yes, it happened
in the classroom
when you said,
“Will you be mine?”
I was muddled
and befuddled,
so I answered,
“Yeah, that’s fine.”
Then you called me
in the lunchroom.
You had saved a
place in line.
And I knew that
it was true that
I was now your
valentine.
I went shopping
for a present,
and I saw this
blinking sign:
“Here’s a pleasant
little present
for a brand-new
valentine.”
So I bought it,
and I brought it
in my backpack
right at nine.
Do you like it?
It’s a spy kit
with a flashlight
you can shine.
I could tell you
didn’t like it
when you said I
was a swine.
How exciting!
I’m delighting.
I have no more
valentine.
Till another
person stopped me,
and she asked,
“Will you be mine?”
This is crushing!
Oh, I’m blushing.
I’ve another
valentine.
I Love You! by Anonymous
I love you, I do.
But don’t get excited,
I love monkeys, too!
Georgie Porgie, Handsome Guy by Bruce Lansky
Won’t kiss the girls, and so they cry.
It breaks their hearts—he loves another.
He’s only five; he loves his mother.
Angelica the Beautiful by Bruce Lansky
Angelica’s so beautiful,
her teeth are pearly white.
And when she smiles, I turn to mush.
She’s such a stunning sight.
It’s true I have a crush on her,
of that there is no doubt.
That’s why I tease her every day—
so no one will find out.
One day when we walked home from school,
she slipped her hand in mine.
I thought that she was sending me
a clear romantic sign.
I smiled and gave her cheek a kiss
to prove my love was true.
That’s when she gave my face a slap,
so now it’s black-and-blue.
Parent-Teacher Conference by Darren Sardelli
my father made a scene.
He scared my fifth-grade teacher,
with his mask from Halloween.
She showed him all my science grades
and said she was concerned,
but he just stuck his tongue out
when my teacher’s back was turned.
He drew a monster on the board
and claimed it was her twin.
He even shook her soda,
which expolded on her chin.
My angry teacher crossed her arms
and said, “This meeting’s done!
I now see where he gets it from—
you act just like your son!”
The Teachers Jumped Out of the Windows by Kenn Nesbitt
The teachers jumped out of the windows.
The principal ran for the door.
The nurse and librarian bolted.
They’re not coming back anymore.
The counselor, hollering madly,
escaped out the door of the gym.
The coach and custodian shouted
and ran out the door after him.
Chorus
Oh my! Goodbye!
They’re not coming back anymore, no more.
How fun! They’ve run!
They’re not coming back anymore.
The lunch ladies threw up their ladles,
then fled from the kitchen in haste,
and all of the students looked puzzled
as staff members scurried and raced.
We’d never seen anything like it.
But still, it was pretty darned cool
to see all the staff so excited
to leave on the last day of school
It's Finally Friday by Paul Orshoski
It’s been a crazy week.
I got chewed out on Monday,
and since then it’s all been bleak.
I lost my lunch on Tuesday,
and a parent went insane,
which shocked me so completely
that I almost popped a vein.
I poked my eye on Wednesday,
and the nurse gave me a shot.
She sent me to the doctor
when I fainted on the spot.
On Thursday I was tardy
’cause I kinda overslept.
And the snack that I was craving
came up missing in a theft.
And so it’s finally Friday.
No more pencils, no more books.
No more sitting in detention,
no more teachers’ dirty looks.
By Friday I’m exhausted,
out of energy and breath.
But that’s the day you’ll hear me shout,
“Rejoice, TGIF!”
And twice a month on Friday,
I remember why I stay:
You see, I am the principal—
that’s when I get my pay.
I’m Staying Home from School Today by Kenn Nesbitt
I’d rather be in bed,
pretending that I have a pain
that’s pounding in my head.
I’ll say I have a stomachache.
I’ll claim I’ve got the flu.
I’ll shiver like I’m cold
and hold my breath until I’m blue.
I’ll fake a cough. I’ll fake a sneeze.
I’ll say my throat is sore.
If necessary, I can throw
a tantrum on the floor.
I’m sure I’ll get away with it.
Of that, there’s little doubt.
But even so, I really hope
my students don’t find out.
How to Torture Your Students by Jane Pomazal and Bruce Lansky
Don’t dismiss the class for recess
until you’ve finished the lesson
you’re working on.
At the end of the day, hand out a huge
assignment that’s due the next day.
When a student says, "I have to go to
the bathroom," say, "You should have
gone this morning before you left
home" or "You’ll have to hold it in;
it’s time for the kindergarten to use
the bathrooms."
Never call on students who have
their hands up.
Only call on students who have
no idea what’s going on.
When a student asks you a question,
say, "Look up the answer in a book."
Don’t bother to mention the name
of the book in which the answer
can be found.
When you read, go as fast as you can.
Skip a line or two, then ask questions
about the passage to see if the
students were listening.
When it’s time for the students to
read, call on someone who doesn’t
have a book.
When you hand out pencils, make sure
they’re dull and don’t have erasers.
When you hand out books, make
sure they’re torn and tattered.
When preparing the students for
a test, write all the information
they’ll need to know on the board.
Then stand in front of the board so
they can’t see what you’ve written.
As soon as you’ve finished discussing
the test information, turn quickly and
erase the board.
On the last day of school, hand
out a surprise final exam.
Tell your students if they flunk it, they’ll
have to attend summer school—and
if they flunk summer school, they’ll
have to repeat the grade.
Tell them you hope they all flunk
because you like them so much and
you wish they could be your students
again next year.
Get Out of Bed! by Diane Z. Shore
Get up right now, it’s time for school.
If you don’t dress without a fuss,
I’ll throw you naked on the bus!"
"Oh, Mom, don’t make me go today.
I’m feeling worse than yesterday.
You don’t know what I’m going through.
I’ve got a strange, rare case of flu.
"My body aches, my throat is sore.
I’m sure I’m knocking on death’s door.
You can’t send me to school—achoo!—
’Cause everyone could get it, too.
"Besides, the kids despise me there.
They always tease and always stare.
And all the teachers know my name.
When something’s wrong, it’s me they blame."
"You faked a headache yesterday.
Don’t pull that stuff on me today.
Stop acting like a silly fool—
The principal cannot skip school!"
Falling Asleep in Class by Kenn Nesbitt
as I was awfully bored.
I laid my head upon my desk
and closed my eyes and snored.
I woke to find a piece of paper
sticking to my face.
I’d slobbered on my textbooks,
and my hair was a disgrace.
My clothes were badly rumpled,
and my eyes were glazed and red.
My binder left a three-ring
indentation in my head.
I slept through class, and probably
I would have slept some more,
except my students woke me
as they headed out the door.
Bed Head by Kenn Nesbitt
I’ve tried, but it’s simply no use.
I can’t make it stay where I put it today
with styling gel, hair spray, or mousse.
No bobby pin, brush, or bandanna
can get my hair under control.
I’ve tried every comb, every clip in my home
and covered my head with a bowl.
I’ve tried using forks in frustration.
I’ve tried using pokers and picks.
I’ve tried using straps; I’ve tried headbands and caps.
I’ve even tried shoestrings and sticks.
Regardless of how I attack it,
I simply cannot make it stay.
I guess I can’t win, so I’ll have to give in
and look like my students today.
Aliens Have Landed! by Kenn Nesbitt
It’s distressing, but they’re here.
They piloted their flying saucer
through our atmosphere.
They landed like a meteor
engulfed in smoke and flame.
Then out they climbed immersed in slime
and burbled as they came.
Their hands are greasy tentacles.
Their heads are weird machines.
Their bodies look like cauliflower
and smell like dead sardines.
Their blood is liquid helium.
Their eyes are made of granite.
Their breath exudes the stench of foods
from some unearthly planet.
And if you want to see these
sickly, unattractive creatures,
you’ll find them working in your school;
they all got jobs as teachers.
Itches by Kenn Nesbitt
from forehead on down to my feeters
to stop me from scratching the itches
of hundreds of bites from mosqueeters.
My arms and my legs are so itchy,
they feel like they’re starting to smoke.
I guess that I got that from playing
in patches of red poison oak.
As if it could not be more painful,
my stomach is rashy and hivey,
my back and my sides are all blotchy
from wandering through poison ivy.
Despite that I’m itching like crazy,
I hardly can wait until when
my itches and rashes are better,
so I can go camping again.
Garage Sale by Linda Knaus
beginning right at dawn,
by putting things she doesn’t want
for sale out on the lawn.
Those bargain prices drive folks nuts.
This year they went too far.
One lady bought our front porch steps.
Another bought our car.
And then it got ridiculous,
so that’s when I got mad.
“Hey, lady! Some things aren’t for sale—
now please put down my dad!”
Dirty Socks by Bruce Lansky
my father yelled, “PU!
Your socks smell worse than rotten eggs
and worse than doggy poo.”
“You’d better take them off,” he said,
“and wash them in the lake.”
It wasn’t long before I knew
he’d made a big mistake.
The water changed from clear to mud.
Then fumes began to rise.
And soon a cloud of air pollution
covered up the skies.
When bullfrogs started croaking
and ducks began to quack,
some campers started chanting,
“We want our clean lake back!”
I’ve got a couple of dirty socks.
I’m in an awful bind.
I guess I’ll have to bury them.
I hope the worms don’t mind.
Deep-Sea Squeeze by Eric Ode
in an octopus embrace
with seven arms around my waist
and one across my face.
It all began this morning
with a scuba diving trip.
I found the creature wedged beneath
a sunken pirate ship.
So, carefully, I dug him free.
He offered no objection
but covered me in tentacles
with octopus affection.
It seems I’ve made a friend today,
but this I’d like to know:
How do you say, in octopus,
“You’re welcome. Please let go”?
Cannonball by Dave Crawley
He tells me I’ve broken his number one rule.
He didn’t approve of my summertime smash—
The Sultan of Soakers, the cannonball splash.
The cannonball calls for an uncommon flair;
with legs tucked beneath me, I soared through the air.
With a splash that would make me the talk of the school,
I think that I just about emptied the pool.
I splashed Mr. Meese and his silly new hat.
I splashed Mrs. Simpkins, who called me a brat.
I splashed Suzy Smith from her head to her feet
and even the lifeguard, whose whistle went [I]tweet![I]
So now here I sit in the heat of the day.
No running. No splashing. And no way to play.
My friends are all swimming and staying real cool,
but the lifeguard won’t let me go back in the pool.
Abusement Park by Kenn Nesbitt
my family and I.
We rode on rides so scary,
I expected I would die.
We rode a roller coaster
called The Homicidal Comet.
It had so many loop-de-loops
it nearly made us vomit.
We rode The Crazed Tornado,
and it jerked us hard and quick.
If it were any longer,
we would certainly be sick.
We rode The Psycho Octopus,
which packed a nasty punch.
I think we’re pretty lucky
that we didn’t lose our lunch.
Lovely Teacher by Linda Knaus
Lovely teacher, lovely teacher—
eyes of periwinkle blue.
You are such a pretty creature,
and I’m so in love with you.
How I long for your attention,
so I’m acting like a fool.
Put me down for some detention,
just don’t send me home from school.
Oh, I’m filled with pain and sorrow,
for my teacher is so cute,
but she won’t be here tomorrow,
’cause she’s just a substitute.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Iss baar kuch aisa mein chahta hoon
Tum ko apna banaana chahta hoon
Bhula kar apne sab gham
Tumhe dilse apnana chahta hoon
Tumhe tumhari ijazaat se
Apne dil mein basana chahta hoon
Apne naam k saath joar kar tumhara naam
Duniya ko sar-e-aam dikhana chahta hoon
Kab ho Qubooliyat ki ghari na jaane
Tumhe har dua mein mangna chahta hoon
Ho jaao tum meri [...]
Mainbhi khamosh nigahon say
Wo bhi chupke say kabhi aa k sada deti hai,
Kya khabar kal ki magar hamne suna hai aksar,
Rafta rafta yeh ada pyar barha deti hai…….!!!
Zikr-e-ulfat jab
Zakham dilke has diye wo bewafaya yaad aagaya,
Is tarah na guzri dardke maron ki raat,
Dard kuch itna badha bus khuda yaad aagaya…
us nai kaha tum main pehli si baat nahi
main nai kaha zindagi main tera sath nahi
us nai kaha u bhi kisi ki ankh main doob jate ho
main nai kaha ub kisi ankh mian wo gaihrai nahi
us nai kaha kyoon itna toot k chaha mughai
main nai kaha insan hoon pathar to nahi
us nai kaha kiya main [...]
Agar Mujhsey Mohabbat Hey
In Aankhoun Kaa Har Ik Aansou Mujhey, Meri Qasam De Do
Agar Mujhsey Mohabbat hey …
Tumharey Gham Ko Apna Gham Banaa Loun To Qaraar Aaye
Tumhara Dard Siiney Mai Chhupaa Loun To Qaraar Aaye
Vo Har Shay Jo Tumhain Dukh Dey Mujhey Merey Sanam De Do
Agar Mujhsey Mohabbat hey [...]
Tjhe Pyar Mera SatayeGa Aksar!
SatayeGa Aksar!
YaadoN K Toofan
Uthaye Ga Aksar!
Mera Naam Likh
Kr Kitabon MeIN Apni!
Tu LogoN K Dar Se
Mitaye Ga Aksar!
ZikAr Mera Aksar KArne
Se Pehley!
Tu Kuch Soch Kr
Muskuraye Ga Aksar!
Baatein Meri Yaad
Aayein Gi Itni!
Jitna Tu Unhe Bhulaye
Ga Aksar!
Khud ko is dil mein basaane ki ejazat de do…
Mujh ko tum apna banaane ki ejazat de do…
Tum meri zindagi ka ek haseen lamha ho…
Phooleon se khud ko sajaane ki ejazat de do…
Main kitna chahta hoon tujhe, kis tarah batau tujh ko…
Mujhe yeh aap bataane ki ejazat de do…
Tumhari raat si zulfon mein chand [...]
Kisi ki yad dil mai hai
koi ehsas baqi hai
Badalte mosamo k darmyan
ek raz baqi hai
Abi to mai safar mai hoon
milen gi manzilen mujh ko
Magar in raston k beech
kisi ka sath baqi hai
Kahin par sham dhalti hai
kahin par rat hoti hai
Abi to chandni hai
or chand ki rat baqi hai
Chale ayo kisi din tum
humara hal bhi dekho
Humara [...]
Bhanwar main duub kar
Main Tumse Bichad Kar Nahin
Kaheen ik masoom nazuk si ladki
Chaaha hai tujhko chaahoonga
Kisi ko kuchh na de sako
So gai hai dua hatheli par
tere liye duniya mein aye hain
Dard deker mohabbat ki ada bhool gaye
Lamha bhar apna Hawaon ko banany walay
Gungunatay Hue Anchal Ki Hawa Deh Mujh Ko Ungliyaan
Bano jo Dost to phir sirf Wafa ho jao
Wasi Shah :: Ik arzOo hai puri parwrdgar kre
Mujhe roz o shb ki kitab mein koi hrf aisa na mil ska
Kuch is tarha say usay pyaar karna parta hai
Kal halki halki barish thi
Utho meri dunya k garibon ko jaga do
Badnam Zamane main Mohabbat Nahen Karte
Mere ishq ko na nidhal ker
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
chalo maan lete
maan lete
tumhari khushi
ki khathir yeh bhi
tumhy chor dte hain.
kisi or ka hone dte hain.
per es baat ka
yaqeen dilao
tumhare jane k baad
tumhari yaad
mujhe kbi nai aye gi.
agr asa hi hu ga.
tu hum tumhy chord dte hain.
kisi or ka hony dte hain.
bechain main na jaane kya chahti hoon
bechain main na jaane kya chahti hoon
shaayad apne dil ki gahraayee paanaa chahti hoon
lekin sab ke liye anjaan main
aaj jaan payee hoon
ki main khud se bhi anjaan hoon
isiliye
apne dil ki kasak ko mitana chahti hoon
apni bechain saanson ko sametna chahti hoon
lekin kaise shaayad yahi janna chahti hoon
bechain main na jaane kya chahti hoon
shaayad apne dil ki gahraayee paanaa chahti hoon
lekin sab ke liye anjaan main
aaj jaan payee hoon
ki main khud se bhi anjaan hoon
isiliye
apne dil ki kasak ko mitana chahti hoon
apni bechain saanson ko sametna chahti hoon
lekin kaise shaayad yahi janna chahti hoon
Bohat hi yaad aata hai mere Dil ko tarpaata hai
woh tera paas na hona bohat mujh ko rulaata hai
woh mera teri aankhon k samander main uttar jaana
aur teri muskurahat ke bhanwar main doobte jaana
teri awaaz k sehar se na nikal paana
tujh ko dekhna aur be-khudi se dekhte jaana
bohat chaha in guzre hue lamhon ko na sochoon
na teri yaad main reh k tere saath ka sochoon
bhoola doon saari yaadon ko ke jin se Dil tarapta hai
k jin se thees utth ti hai k jin se dard hota hai
magar jab raat aati hai to teri yaad aati hai
terey hi khuwaab hote hain teri hi baat hoti hai
tou tay paaya ab mumkin nahi tujh ko bhoola dena
teri yaad main rehna tujhe hi sochte rehna
tujhe jab yaad karte hain to Dil apna tarapta hai
woh tera paas na hona bohat mehsoos hota hai
Sab se chupa kar dard jo woh muskura diya…
us ki hansi ne to aaj mujhe rula diya….
lehje se uth raha tha har ik dard ka dhuaan…
chehra bata raha tha k kuch ganwa diya…
aawaz mein thayrao tha aankhoon mein nami thi…
or keh raha tha k mein ne sab kuch bhula diya…
jane kya us ko logon sey thein shikayatein…
tanhaiyon ke daish mein khud ko basa diya…
khud bhi woh hum sey bichar kar adhura sa ho gaya….
mujh ko bhi itne logon mein tanha bana diya…
Kisi roz tum ko bhe meri bohot yaad aai gee,
mager us din bohot daer ho jai gee ,
tum milna chaho gee mager mujh ko daikh na pao gee,
tum dhoondo gee mujhe mager daikh na pao gee,
tum tarpo gee meri yaad main or aansoo bahao gee.
mujhe daikhe bina ik pal bhe na reh pao gee.
meri yaad main tum gum sum ho jao gee,
khud apni gali ka pata bhe bhool jao gee,
mere tasauwur main tum aise kho jao gee,
koi pukare ga tum meri hi bataen dohrao gee,
or main door khara teri baychaini ko daekhta rahoon ga,
or tum kuch pal ke liye mujh se khafa ho jao gee,
or main teri bikhri zulfoon ko sunwaroon ga,
or tum sharma kar mere gale se lag jao gee,
or phir jab tum rooth kar kaheen door chali jao gee,
us din me phir tum se yahee baat kahoon ga,
kisi roz tum ko bhe meri bohot yaad aai gee….
Juda hone ka andesha’
Wo mujh se intehai khush’ khAfa hone se pehle tha,
Junoon ka doar guzra to mujhe b bhool betha wo,
Namaz-e-ishq tha lekin, qaza hone se pehle tha,
Main kese soch sakta tha mujhy wo chor jayega,
Bohat hi ba’wafa wo bewafa hone se pehle tha…
Aadat nahi hay
Aansoo bahaany ki aadat nhi h,
Hm kho gaye to pachtao gay bohat,
Hamaari Lout k Aany ki aadat nahi hay,
Terey dar pay Muhabbat k sawali ban jaaty,
Lekin Haath phelaany ki aadat nahi hay,
Teri yaaden aziz hen bohat,
Magar Waqt ganwaany ki aadat nahi hay,
Tum sakht Dil nikle kya gila kren hum,
Shikwa -e-dil lab py laany ki aadat nahi hay,
Bad’dua b kya kren HAQ men tumhaary?
Hamain to Dil b dukhaany ki aadat nahi hay…
Woh pathar dil sahi hamara bhi ye dawa hai
Hamaray lab jinhe chu le wo pathar bol utte
Raaz-e-hasti kuch nahi aksar yehi dekha gia
Be-khabar hanste rahe aur ba-khabar rote rahe
Me khanay ki tauheen hai rindo ki hatak
Kam zarf ke haath me agar jaam diya jayai
Hum karain baat daleelon se to rud hoti hai
Is ke honton ki khamoshi bhi sanad hoti hai
Abhi mitti na khunki thi abhi paani na barsa tha
Magar bazm-e-anasir me tere hone ka charcha tha
Lekin rehnay do
lekin rehne do..!
Main tumhein chor k ja sakta hun,
lekin rehne do..!
Tum jo har morr pe keh daitey ho khuda hafiz,
faisla mein bhi suna sakti hun,
lekin rehne do..!
Tum ne jo baat ki dil ko dukhaney wali,
us per main muskura b sakta hun,
lekin rehne do..!
Sharam aaye gi tumhein
warna tumharey waaday,
main tumhein yaad dila sakta hun,
lekin rehne do.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Aankh Se Lahhu Na Bahaya Kar,
Ae Dil Usey Kabhi To Bhool Jaya Kar.
Dekhna Woh Aik Din Tujhe Chor Jaye Ga,
Na Usey Itna Sataya Kar.
Itna Aitbaar Bhi Acha Nahi Hota,
Usey Har Aik Baat Na Bataya Kar.
Shiddat-E-Gham Se Seena Phat Jaye Ga,
Aankh Se Kuch Aansoo Bahaya Kar.
Us Jaisa Tujhe Kaheen Mil Nahi Sakta,
Hazaar Baar Roothe Hazaar Baar Mannaya Kar.
Yahan Baad Muddat Koi Sukh Milta Hai,
Hath Aai Khushi Yun Na Ganwaya Kar.
Jo Kahta Tha Aksar Muj Ko
CHAND GHULAABUtra CHAHRA...
Tenoon Ek Se Lagte Hain..
Shayad Use Khoob Khabar Thi..
CHAND BanaHai Shub Ka Hisa..
Or
GHULAAB K SirPar Pat Jard
Mujh Ko DRD-E-HIJIRMila Hai.
Saqiya Ek Nazar Jaam
Khush Ho Ay Dil, K Mohabbat To Nibha Di Tun Ne,Log Ujar Jatay Hain Anjaam Se Pehlay Pehlay.
Ab Us K Zikr Pe Hum Baat Badal Detay Hain,Kitni Rughbat Thi Us K Naam Se Pehlay Pehlay.
Samnay Umar Pari Hai Shab-E-Tanhaai Ki,Wo Mjhay Chor Gaya Shaam Se Pehlay Pehlay.
Kitna Acha Tha K Hum B Jiya Karte The,Ghair-Maroof Se, Gumnaam Se Pehlay Pehlay.
Zindgi Pr Kitab Likhun Ga
Us Me Sare Hisab Likhun Ga
Pyar Ko Waqt Guzari Likh Kr
Chahton Ko Azab Likhon Ga
Hui Barbad Mohbt Kaise
Kaise Bikhre Ha Khuwab Likhon Ga
Apni Khwahish Ka Tazkra Kr K
Us Ka Chehra Gulaab Likon Ga
Me Us S Judai Ka Sabab
Apni Qismat Khrab Likhon Ga
hume koi tum sa
tmhe koi hum sa mil jaye bada mushkil sa lagta hain.....
dekhanaa hai vo mujh par meharabaan kitanaa hai
[asaliyat = reality; gumaan = doubt]
kyaa panaah detii hai aur ye zamii.n mujh koaur abhii mere sar par aasamaan kitanaa hai
[panaah = shelter]
kuchh Khabar nahii.n aatii kis ravish pe hai tuufaa.Naur kaTaa phaTaa baaqii baadabaan kitanaa hai
[baadabaan = sail]
to.D pho.D karatii hai.n roz Khvaahishe.n dil me.ntang in makaano.n se ye makaan kitanaa hai
kyaa uThaaye phirataa hai baar-e-aashiqii sar paraur dekhane me.n vo dhaan-paan kitanaa hai
[baar = weight/burden]
harf-e-aarazuu sun kar jaa.nchane lagaa yaaniiis me.n baat kitanii hai aur byaan kitanaa hai
phir udaas kar degii sarsarii jhalak us kiibhuul kar ye dil us ko shaadamaan kitanaa hai
Abhi sooraj nahi dooba
Dastoor-habib jalib in english
The light which shines only in palaces
Burns up the joy of the people in the shadows
Derives its strength from others’ weakness
That kind of system,
like dawn without light
I refuse to acknowledge,
I refuse to accept
I am not afraid of execution,
Tell the world that I am the martyr
How can you frighten me with prison walls?
This overhanging doom,
this night of ignorance,
I refuse to acknowledge,
I refuse to accept
“Flowers are budding on branches”, that’s what you say,
“Every cup overflows”, that’s what you say,
“Wounds are healing themselves”, that’s what you say,
These bare-faces lies,
this insult to the intelligence,
I refuse to acknowledge,
I refuse to accept
For centuries you have all stolen our peace of mind
But your power over us is coming to an end
Why do you pretend you can cure pain?
Even if some claim that you’ve healed them,
I refuse to acknowledge,
I refuse to accept
Kain kehta hai shahrat se tukhein deakhty hain
Janey man hum toh mohabbat se tumhein deakhty hain
Tum ko malom nahi tum ho muqadus kitny
Daekhty hain toh haqedat se tumhein deakhty hain
Deakh key tum ko kiasi aur ki yaad ati hai
Hum kisi aur hi nisbat se tumhein deakhty hain
Saath gheru ki nazar aao toh g khuttha hai
Kya kahein kaisi izyat se tumhein deakhty hain
Jhonkni parti hai yeh jaan azabo mei humein
Kaun kehta hai saholat se tumhein deakhty hian
Janey kya likhty ho kya sochty rehty ho wasi
Raat ko jab bhi kabhi chat se tumhein deakhty hain
Na Samaton Mein Tapash Ghuley Na Nazar ko Waqf e Azaab Kar
jo Sunaaii De Usey Chup Sikha jo Dikhaaii De Usey Khwaab Kar
Abhi muntashi Na ho Ajnabii Na Wisaal rutt Ke Karam jatta
jo Teri Talash Mein gum hoye Kabhi Un Dinon Ka Hisaab Kar
Meray Sabr Par koii Ajr Kya Meri dopehar Pe Ye Abr Kyoun
mujhey orhnay De Aziyatien Meri Aadatien Na Kharaab Kar
Kahien Aablon Ke Bhanwar Bajien Kahien Dhuup Ruup Badan Sajien
Kabhi Dil ko Thall Ka Mizaaj De Kabhi Chashm e Tar ke Chanaab Kar
Yeh HAjoom e Sitam-GaraaN Na Suney Ga Teri Sada Kabhii
Meri Hasraton ko Sukhn Suna Meri Khwaahishon Se Khataab Kar
Yeh Jaloos e Fasl e Bahaar hai Tahii Dasta Yaar Saja Isey
koii Ashk Phir Se Sharar Bana koii Zakhm Phir Se gulaab Kar
is kari dhoop mein jalty
tou kisi or key aangan mein hay chhao'n ki terha,
tou to waqif hey mery jazbo'n ki sach'chai sey,,,,,,,,
phir kio khaamosh hey pather key khudaao'n ki terha,
mein to khusbo ki terha saath raha hon teyray,
tou bhatkta raha bechain hawao'n ki terha,,,,,,
wo jo barbad hoay they wohi badnam hoay hein,
tou to masoom raha apni adaao'n ki terha,,,,,,,,
gham to ye hay key hamein koi khushi raas nahi,
zindagi kaat rahy hein hum sazao'n ki terha,,,,,,,
ابھی اس طرف نہ نگاہ کر میں غزل کی پلکیں سنوار لوں
میرا لفظ لفظ ہو آئینہ میں تجھے آئینے میں اُتار ہوں
میں تمام دن کا تکھا ہوا ، تو تمام شب کا جگا ہوا
ذرا ٹھہر جا اسی موڈ پر میں ترے ساتھ شام گزار لوں
اگر آسماں کی نمائشوں میں مجھے بھی اذن ِ قیام ہو
تو میں موتیوں کی دکان سے تیری بالیاں تیرے ہار لوں
کئی اجنبی تیرے راہ کے میرے پاس سے یوں گزر گئے
جنہیں دیکھ کر یہ تڑپ ہوئی تیرا نام لے کے پکار لوں
aaj hum kuch iss tarah rozey ko bahlaate rahey
chey baje se nau baje tak ghusl farmate rahey
nau baje akhbar ke daftar mein pahunche aur wahan
mustaed kaatib se ghazlein apni likhwaate rahey
dus baje ghar aake taaza ik ghazal takhleeq ki
zehn mein taaza khayal aate rahey jaate rahey
gyarah se do tak rahe ek dost ke ghar par jahan
jaanbalab misroun ke laashe uss se uthwaate rahey
do baje television station aaye aur wahan
har producer ko apni shakL dikhlaate rahey
teen per meteorology ke eik maahir se mile
shahr ke mausam ka zikre e khair farmaate rahey
char se chai tak rahe bazaar mein haazir jahan
taaza mewuun per nigaah e paak daurhate rahey
khurma o garma, pakorhe, aam, kelaa, daalmot
aik dastarkhwan per yeh maal chunwaate rahey
phal yeh jitni deir dastarkhwan per rakkhe rahey
hum tasawwur mein iss iftaari ka gham khaate rahey
eik ghanta apna iss surat se guzra hai ke hum
cheel ki maanind iftaari pa mandlaate rahey
saat baj kar bees per di ek muazzin ne azaan
woh azaan alfaaz jiske dil ko garmaate rahey
sun ke aawaz e azaan phir ghair iradi taur per
haath khudd barhkar plaitoN ki taraf jaate rahey
hum ko laahaq ho gai fikr e dinner baad e namaaz
nau baje khaane ko baithe raat bhar khate rahey
aik daawaat-o-qalam ho tou ghazal hoti hai
jab ye saamaan baham ho tou ghazal hoti hai
bhoot, aaseb, shayaateen, ajinna hazraat
in buzurgon kaa karam ho tou ghazal hoti hai
sher naazil nahin hotaa kabhii laalach ke baghair
dil ko ummiid-e-raqam ho tou ghazal hoti hai
puunch kutte ki terhi ho, tau kuch bhi na bane
aur teri zulfon mein kham tou ghazal hoti hai
muflisii, ishq, marz, bhuukh, burhaapa, aulaad !
dil ko har qism kaa Gham ho tou ghazal hoti hai
sirf tharre se tau qitaat hi mumkin hain "Figar"
haan, agar whiskey-o-rum ho tou ghazal hoti hai
vo na hogaa to kyaa kamii hogii
bas adhuurii sii zindagii hogii
Gham hii chaaNdii hai, Gham hii sonaa hai
Gham na hogaa to kyaa Khushii hogii
usko sochuuN usii ko chaahuuN maiN
mujhse aisii na bandagii hogii
baat hoNToN pe jam gayii uske
chup ye Tuute to ankahii hogii
Duub jaayegii shor meN duniyaa
lafz hoNge na Khamoshii hogii
vo thakaa hu’aa merii baahoN
abhii maiN ne dekhaa hai chaaNd bhii kisii shaaKh-e-gul pe jhukaa hu’aa
jise le ga’ii hai abhii havaa vo varq thaa dil kii kitaab kaa
kahiiN aaNsuoN se miTaa huaa kahiiN aaNsuoN se likhaa hu’aa
ka’ii miil ret ko kaaT kar ko’ii mauj phuul khilaa ga’ii
ko’ii peR pyaas se mar rahaa hai nadii ke paas khaRaa huaa
mujhe haadisoN se sajaa sajaa ke bahut hasiin banaa diyaa
meraa dil bhii jaise dulhan kaa haath ho mehndiyoN se rachaa hu’aa
vahii Khat ke jis pe jagah jagah do mahakate hoNThoN ke chaaNd the
kisii bhuule-bisre se taaq par tah-e-gard hogaa dabaa hu’aa
vahiii shah’r hai vahii raaste vahii ghar hai aur vahii laan bhii
magar us dariiche se puuchnaa vo daraKht anaar kaa kyaa hu’aa
mere saath jugnuu hai ham-safar magar is sharar kii bisaat kyaa
ye charaaG ko’ii charaaG hai na jalaa hu’aa na bujhaa hu’aa
vaqt-e-ruKhsat kahiiN taare kahiiN jugnuu aaye
haar pehnaane mujhe phuul se baazuu aaye
bas gayii hai mere ehsaas meN ye kaisii mahek
ko’ii Khushbuu maiN lagaauuN terii Khushbuu aaye
maiN ne din raat Khudaa se ye du’aa maaNgii thii
ko’ii aahaT na ho dar pe mere aur tuu aaye
us kii baateN ke gul-o-la’ala pe shabnam barse
sab ko apnaane kaa us shoKh ko jaaduu aaye
un dinoN aap kaa aalam bhii ajab aalam hai
shoKh khaayaa hu’aa jaise ko’ii aahuu aaye
us ne chhuu kar mujhe patthar se phir insaan kiyaa
muddatoN baad merii aaNkh meN aaNsuu aaye
Faqiraana aae sadaa kar chale,
Miyaan khush raho ham dua kar chale.
Jo tujh bin na jeene ko kahte the ham,
So is ahd ko ab wafa kar chale.
Koi naumidana karte nigah,
So tum ham se munh bhi chhipa kar chale.
Bahut aarzoo thi gali ki teri,
So yaan se lahu mein naha kar chale.
Dikhai diye yun ke bekhud kiya,
Hamen aap se bhi juda kar chale.
Jabin sijda karte hi karte gayi,
Haq-e-bandgi ham ada kar chale.
Prastash ki yaan taeen ke ai but tujhe,
Nazr mein sabhon ki Khuda kar chale.
Gayi umr dar band-e-fikr-e-ghazal,
So is fan ko aisa bara kar chale.
Kahen kya jo puchhe koi ham se Mir,
Jahaan mein tum ae the kya kar chale.
تابش ہوس لزت ِ آزار کہاں تک
راحت ہے یہ غم پھر بھی میرے یار کہاں تک
ہر روز اک آوازہ انا لحق کا لگائیں
دیکھیں تو کہ ہے سلسلہ دار کہاں تک
ہر راستے سے منزل ہستی ہے بہت دور
جائے گا میرے ساتھ غم ِ یار کہاں تک
ہاں طعنہ ء اختیار کے نشترہی سے کھل جائے
اک زخم رہے گا لب ِ گفتار کہاں تک
ہیں اس کے تعلق سے عزیز اہل جہاں بھی
لے جائے گی آخر ہوس یار کہاں تک
آئینہ در آئینہ در آئینہ ترا حسن
حیراں ہوں تیرے طا لب ِ دیدار کہاں تک
ہمہ تن گوش اک زمانہ تھا
میرے لب پر تیرا فسانہ تھا
کاش دل ہی ذرا ٹھہر جاتا
گردشوں میں اگر زمانہ تھا
ہم تھے اور اعتمادِ فصل ِ بہار
شاخ شاخ اپنا آشیانہ تھا
وہ بہاریں بھی ہم پر گزری ہیں
جب قفس تھا نہ آشیانہ تھا
دل کی امید واریاں نہ گئی
اِس کرم کا کوئی ٹھکانہ تھا
صبح سے پہلے بجھ گیا تابش
ایک دل ہی چراغ خانہ تھا
hamatan gosh ik zamana tha
mere lab par tera fasana tha
kaash dil hi zara thehar jata
gardishon main agar zamana tha
hum thay aur aitamaad e fasl e bahar
shakh shakh apna ashiyana tha
wo baharain bhi hum per guzri hai
jab qafas tha na ashiyana tha
dil ki umeed wariyan na gayi
is karam ka koi thikana tha
subh se pehlay bujh gaya tabish
aik dil hi charagh khana tha
Pani Aankh Mein Bhar Kar Laya Ja Saqta hai,
Ab Bhi Jalta Shehr Bachaya Ja Saqta Hai,
Aik Muhabbat Aur Woh Bhi Na Kaam Muhabbat,
Laikin Isay Kaam Chalaya Ja Saqta Hai,
Dil Par Pani Peenay Aati Hain Umeedein,
Is Chashmay Mein Zehr Milaya Ja Saqta Hai,
Mujh Gumaan Se Puchtay Hain Farhaad-o-Majnun,
Ishq Mein Kitna Naam Kamaya Ja Saqta Hai,
Yeh Mehtaab Yeh Raat Ki Peshani Ka Ghao,
Aisa Zakham Toh Dil Pe Khaya Ja Saqta Hai,
Phata Purana Khuwab Hai Mera Phir Bhi "Tabish",
Is Mein Apna Aap Chupaya Ja Saqta Hai.....!!!!
zindagi ki basti
din bhii bhaarii hai raat bhaarii hai
zindagii kii bisaat par aksar
jiitii baazii bhii ham ne haarii hai
to.Do dil meraa shauq se to.Do
chiiz merii nahii.n tumhaarii hai
baar-e-hastii uThaa sakaa na ko_ii
ye Gam-e-dil jahaa.N se bhaarii hai
aa.Nkh se chhup ke dil me.n baiThe ho
haa_e kaisii ye pardaa-daarii hai