About Ritu Jain!

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.

Monday, December 19, 2011

मन के मोती न बिखरने देना,
सुनो,दूसरों के दुखों की पुकार,
प्यास  है,दुनिया में बस प्यार की,
दरकार  है,दुनिया में बस प्यार की,
जीत के भी हारा है,वो 
समझा  नहीं,इस जस्बे को जो,
दर्द  किसी का महसूस किया नहीं जिसने,किसी के लिए
दो आंसू नहीं निकाल पाया जो|





Sunday, December 18, 2011

Steel loses much of its value when it loses its temper.

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Man has a hidden treasure within,difficulties and setbacks bring it forth.

Friday, December 16, 2011

Thursday, December 15, 2011

I smile at whom i
like,
I cry for whom i
care,
I share with whom i
love,
I laugh with whom i
enjoy,
I miss only those whom i never want to
lose...!!!

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Sympathy is a great healer.Keep on giving it to every sick person-also to every healthy one you meet.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

उस बेसहारा  का कोई न था,
पता  नहीं,किसने उसका दिल तोड़ा था,
सुनसान  राहों पर,
भटकने  के लिए छोड़ा था,
उसकी आँखों में प्यार की प्यास थी,
एक  सुखद उम्मीद और,
एक  जीवन जीने की आस थी,
मंजिल  का तो पता नहीं,पर 
उसे,कुछ बिछड़े हुओं की तलाश थी|









Friday, December 9, 2011

True joy is of the heart.If the heart is happy,even a prison can become a palace.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Life is ten percent what you make it,and ninety percent how you take it.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Sagar mein ek lahar uthi tere naam ki. Tujhe mubarak khushiyan aatm gyan ki. Tujhko h anant mein ja kar mil jana, tu h sunder boond is chetna ki,because every soul is a peaceful soul.

Monday, December 5, 2011

If you love somebody, set them free. If they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

न जाने दिल क्या चाहता है,
और क्या चाहते हैं,हम
पल-पल गुज़र रहा है,
पीछे भाग रहे हम,
कुछ करने की तड़प है,और 
चाह है,सबका जीवन बन जाए मधुबन|





Thursday, December 1, 2011

Once someone told Swamiji that the monk should have no particular attachment to his country. Instead, he should view all countries as his own.

At this, Swamiji replied : 'He who fails to love and support his mother how can he provide sustenance for another's mother ?'

What Swamiji meant was that even monks should love their motherland. How can he who cannot love his country, embrace the world ?

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

There is no way to peace,but peace is the way......

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

People are just about happy as they make up their minds to be.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

A person free from attachment is free from worries,one free from worries is free from anxiety.The man becomes the uncrowned king of the world.

Friday, November 25, 2011

वो नन्हे-नन्हे से पंखोंवाली तितली,
कैसे  धरती पर निढाल सी पड़ी थी,
शायद  इस अवस्था में आने से पहले,
वो यथाशक्ति से अधिक लड़ी थी,
याद आता है,उसका चमन में विचरना,
हर कली,हर फूल से घंटों बतियाना,
शोख रंगों वाली उस नन्ही सी जान का,
अपनी ही अदाओं पर,खुद ही इतराना,
मस्ती से उसका,मुस्कुराना और गुनगुनाना |







Monday, November 21, 2011

हे कृपानिधान,
होती कहाँ नदियों में रवानी,
होता कहाँ बादलों में पानी,
यदि  होती न कृपा आपकी,
होती  कहाँ फूलों में खुशबू और रंग,
होते जीवन के सब,सपनें बेरंग,
यदि होती न कृपा आपकी,
न मिलता हमें किसी का प्यार,
न दे पाते,हम अपना स्नेह और दुलार,
यदि  होती न कृपा आपकी|



Saturday, November 19, 2011

Probably the happiest period in life most frequently is in middle age, when the eager passions of youth are cooled, and the infirmities of age not yet begun; as we see that the shadows, which are at morning and evening so large, almost entirely disappear at midday.

Friday, November 18, 2011

कम पड़ने लगा,
आंचल धरती का,
छोटी  लगने लगी,
विशाल  छत आसमान की,
उसके  दुःख के आगे तो,
हरियाली  भी फीकी दिखने लगी,कायनात की,
उसके  मासूम से चेहरे पर,
 मायूसी थी,निराशा थी,और 
आँखों  में बेरुखी थी,सारे जहां की|








Wednesday, November 16, 2011

  If you think positively, the sound becomes music, movement becomes dance, smile becomes laughter, mind becomes meditation and life becomes celebration.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

What a strange narrowness of mind now is that, to think the things we have not known are better than the things we have known
 
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