दोस्तों से आबाद होती है,
दुनिया दिल की,
दोस्ती चार चाँद लगा देती है,
बगिया में जीवन की,
ख़ुशी हो या गम,दोस्त तो रौनक
होते है,जीवन के हर पहलू की,
अनमोल होती है,सागर के मोतियों
की तरह,दोस्ती सच्चे दोस्तों की|
About Ritu Jain!
- Ritu Jain " Mystic Colors Of Life"
- New Delhi, India
- I am Ritu Jain,48 years and happily married . I live in Delhi. A Housewife who is a Psychology Hons. Graduate and wants to bring cheer and smile to every person who does not have one.Being creative is my lifeline. I am very happy today that I have launched my own Blog, to share my poems,thoughts,experiences and various colors in my life.
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क्यों परेशान है,हर इंसान यहाँ,
क्यों बेचैन है,हर शख्स यहाँ,
हर वक़्त,गिले-शिकवे हैं,दूसरों से,
जो भी उम्मीदें है,वो भी दूसरों से,
बुराई तो नजर आती है,इंसान को
पर दूसरों की,
मुसीबतें और परेशानियां भी आतीं हैं नज़र,
पर सिर्फ अपनी ही,
कैसा शिकंजा है यह ,जिसमें फँस रहा है,इंसान
कैसा शिकंजा है यह,जिसे खुद बुन रहा है,इंसान|
Friday, April 30, 2010
A sick man turned to his doctor,as he was preparing to leave the examination room and said,"Doctor,I am afraid to die.Tell me what lies on the other side."Very quietly the doctor said,"I don't know".The doctor was holding the handle of the door;on the other side came a sound of scratching and whining,and he opened the door,a dog sprang into the room with his tail wagging with an eager show of gladness.
Turning to the patient,the doctor said,"Did you notice my dog?He has never been in this room before.He didn't know what was inside....He knew nothing except that his master was here,and when the door opened,he sprang in without fear.I know little of what is on the other side of death,but,I do know one thing.I know my master is there and that is enough."
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
There is a beautiful story -a dying old man,striving to live on ,requests his one and only child to somehow try to get a little piece of wood from his master's stick,which was used to bless people ,as he felt that was his only hope for survival. The young man ,knowing this was not possible in any way ,went for a walk in the nearby woods in despair as he really could not fulfill this wish of his ailing father .As he looked down in despair , he saw fragments of wood from the trees around and a thought occurred to him. Picking one fragment ,he ran back and gave it to his old father,saying that a miracle had happened -he somehow got a little piece of from the master's stick ,and that now that it was here,the old man should pray for his recovery 'Miraculously', as we may say ,the old man only got better by the day and was finally able to get up from his bed.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
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