TFPT#2

'So that's how you ended up with him, all arranged. Dull. Shame.' Jassi rolled up her eyes.
Mahima looked at her for few seconds and said, 'Just finish your coke and finish this stupid shopping fast. And mind you! I really like him, Sanjay is a good person.'
'Yeah, even the beggar over there looks like a good person.'
'Shut up'
'Okay! Okay! but then you shall not blame me in the future.' Jassi said in a cool tone, widening her eyes.
'Blame you for what?' Mahima was puzzled.
'For not warning you.' Jassi chuckled.
'Warning about what?' Mahima was surprised now.
'About this wrong guy.'
'Okay, got it, no thanks, will never blame you.' Mahima now passed the stack of shrugs under the 'New arrival' section. 'Do you want these or just the heavy ones for the occasion?'

TFPT#1

In the place dark and lonely enough.
(Close your eyes, as this will be tough)
The place where none can come,
you find it being invaded by some.
The one who causes you the terrible pain,
and binds you with the invisible chain. 

Purushamriga

(Based on Mahabharat and a local folk tale)


The scent of sandal and incense were overwhelming. Every inch of the walls, all the doors, windows and ceiling were covered with the jasmine and mango leaves festoons. Rishis and Maharishis had been reciting chants for days now. The whole palace felt so pious. Each time they poured the ghee in the yagna fire, the warmth of the flames filled the heart of all the people present there. The whole kingdom was feeling rejuvenated because of this Rajsuya yagna. 

Hers Idiot

"Why did you shout at her? You know this wasn't her fault."
"Yes"
[Silence]

"Don't look at me like this. I beg."
"What option do I have? A moment earlier you were sad and praying to God to bring her back to you and when she came, you shouted for no reason!"

Moonlight

'You know, she had been ditched by her boyfriend. She is your employee.'
'Yes, but how can that stop me from loving her?'
'Are you planning to take advantage of her?'
'No. Not at all. She still loves her boyfriend and expects him to return to him. She will never reciprocate to my feelings.'
'Then, why are you wasting your time on her?'
'Loving some one isn't wasting time.'

Parchhayi

"Kya soch rahe the? ankhein moond ke."
"Kuchh nahi, zara si ankh lagg gayi thi. Tum yaha kaise?" Sudipto hadbada ke aramkursi se khada ho gaya.
"To fir ye ansoo? Baba se milne ayi thi, Bade Babuji se ijazat mile to kuchh din Baba ko apne sath le jaungi. Hisaab kitaab lagate lagate ankhein kamzor ho gayi hain, ilaaj karwana hai." Lekha ne chintit svar mein kaha.
"Baba ijazat dedenge, apne purane munim ko ankhein khone na denge. Pakke vyapari hain mere Baba." Sudipto dilasa dete huye bola.
"Madhu kaha hai? Dikh nahi rahi." Lekha idhar udhar dekhte huye boli.
"Maayke gayi hai. Dus mahine hone aaye. Usey yaha ke taur tareeke raas nahi aa rahe the." Sudipto udaas ho gaya.
"Isiliye ankhein band karke ro rahe the?"
"Nahi, wo to ek sapna dekha, ek purani yaad dimag ke kahi kisi kone mein baithi huyi thi, wahi nikal ayi."
"Kya dekha?"
Sudipto ek nazar Lekha ko dekha, fir munh fer liya. Ek aansoo ab kayi ban chuke the.
"Bolo na, aisa kya dekha jisne dara diya?"
Lekha uske samne jaa khadi huyi.
"Ro kyu rahe ho? Sab thik ho jayega. Pareshan na ho, Madhu zyada din door thodi rah payegi apne asli ghar se."
"Yaad hai jab hum sab school jaate the bachpan mein? Main, tum, Madhu aur muhalle ke baki sab?"
"Haan yaad hai, bade babuji to Alakh kaka ko bhi bhejte the tumhare sath, tum hi unhe wapis bhej dete the."
Fir Lekha hans padi. Shikayat ke lahje mein bol padi fir, "Kaka to chinta lagi rahti ki unke chhote Babuji ko dhoop na lag jaaye,

The Last Stroke

"What is it?? What is it he holding in his hand?"
"Uh-oh, nothing, do you really think he is holding something?"
"Yes, definitely, look at his expression, his eyes! He is holding something. Curious!"
"Well, didn't think of it, only if you say so."
"Stop playing now, tell me, what is he going to hold?"
"I didn't meant him to hold anything, trust me."
"Liar, how can you make him pose so if he was not supposed to hold anything. Clearly, you had something in your mind. What is it? Vomit it out without delay."
Silence
"Say! what is he holding?"
"Why are you so curious to know that?" His eyes were watery. He tried his best to hide from her.
"You know me." She frowned. She was constantly gazing the painting without missing any tiniest detail.
"Ok, fine. Let's have a little game then." He smiled.
"What game?" She sounded more curious.
"Three guesses. So, what's the first one?"
"Wait, let me think. Is it a cut onion? See, he has a tint of tear in his eyes and there is a knife behind him."

Backfire

He was waiting in his shop. No customer since last Monday. All the money he could save was running out. But the kind of thing he deals in, he couldn't expect many customers. His wife left him years back.
 "You don't do a better work; remember, the evil you sell, will one day return to you. You aid in other's death, some day you will have to live worse than death.". 
Silly woman, tried to curse. She had no idea what a profitable business it was then. In a country like where it is almost a requirement, a compulsion to keep atleast one, my business will flourish, always. He let her go, but did not allow her to take their infant son.
 "He's mine, if you want to go, go alone! Don't ever think of my son." "The devil is taking your mind, you have already sold your soul to him, foul man!". she cursed again. "Go, go away, I had been saving all my life for my family, now you break it. My son shall inherit all. Get lost." He barked. 

"All for my son, son! Son, where are you? Stop playing hide and seek in the shop dear. "
"Find me, father." He heard a giggle in backyard. Smiling, just as he turned to the backyard door, a customer knocked.
Finally, someone after days. The man arrived was tall, well built. rough hair all covered with dust. His clothes were soiled in mud and blood stains here and there. Fierce man. Without saying a word the man came inside and started checking each piece. He tried to explain the models, features but the man signaled him to stay silent. The way that man examined each one,

Bhookh

"Bhookh lag lahi hai!"
"Bhookh lag lahi hai!"
"Hatt, bartan nahi rakhna, kapdne nahi daalna, kahi jaakar bol do ki khel le din raat to khelne lagenge"
"Bhookh lag lahi hai!"
"Bartan rakho thik se pahle, bhagona ulta karo."
"Bhookh lag lahi hai!"
"Bhookh lag lahi hai!"
"Jabtak thik se kaam nahi karoge kuch nhi milega, ek din khana nahi khaoge to kuchh nahi bigadega tumhara, badhiya hai mera khana bachh jayega"
"Bhookh lag lahi hai!"
"Bhookh lag lahi hai!"
"Tel laao ek katori mein, thik se nikalo, girna nahi chahiye."
'Ye kya bartan tod rahe ho, thik se rakho."
"Bhookh lag lahi hai!"
"Bhookh lag lahi hai!"
"Bhookh lag lahi hai!"
"Bhookh lag lahi hai!"
"Pahle kaam karo, nahane ko boli main to bahar koodne bhaag gaye"
"Bartan rakh liye saara?? chalo aao tel laga deti hoon"
"Aaaiiiiiiii"

I Said it...

For the efficient, a word is sufficient....

that's why i have got a sentence for you


You need a 'head' to produce great things..You need strong shoulders to bear all burdens falling on them...

in short you need Head & Shoulders...dandruffy !!


Winners don't do different thing...they do the things differently!!

that's why most of historical winners(heroes) were outlawed..


a very indigenous one..
Pyaaj pyaaj mulla chillaye...
in present situation of our place
Change change(chillar) sab koi chillaye..


Every Cloud has A Silver Lining...

Heyy... I Could see Yours.. Silver smile.. :P

A book holds a house of gold

or it means :- Library is a gold mine!

"I will stand by you forever"

An oldie says this to his stick, no need to think otherwise! :P