Kya Isi Ko Tum Sapno Ka Bharat Batate HoPosted by : Abhishek on 03-Apr-2007 Total Views : 2972
is dharti par paida hokar bhi kyu tum videsho me jaakar bas jaate ho, apne desh ko bhoolkar angrezo ki seva karaate ho, kya isi ko tum sapno ka bharat batate ho.Email to Friend | Post Comments
gandhi,subhash ne dilai azzadi humko fir bhi alexander ko great batate ho, shahjahan ne banaya taj mahal to kyu statue of liberty ko dekhte reh jaate ho, kya isi ko tum sapno ka bharat batate ho.
baal hanuman tha sabse pyaara fir kyu harry porter ko sunder batate ho, angrezi school me padkar hindi bolne se lajjit ho jate ho, kya isi ko tum sapno ka bharat batate ho.
mana desh ke neta chor hai par tum khud ko kyu baimaan banaate ho, kyu tum garibo ko maarkar ameero ke pair chaatte ho, kya isi ko tum sapno ka bharat batate ho.
tum shakespeare ke noble ko shreshth batate ho kya rabrindanath ki kavitao me koi khoth paate ho,jab kayi mahapurush hai hamaare paas to kyu james bond ke gun gaate ho, gandhi,subhash,nehru,bhagat ne dekha tha ek sapna azaad bharat ka to kyu ise partantra banate ho kaun dega fir se kurbani jab tum hi angrezi ke gun gaate ho, kya isi ko tum sapno ka bharat bataate ho.
STOP PLEASEPosted by : Tanay Kumar Das on 07-Apr-2006 Total Views : 1282
Stop telling me liesEmail to Friend | Post Comments
Stop fluttering your eyes
Before I make you cry
Stop holding me down
Stop pulling my hand
Before I tell on you
Donít you know that
You're just a fool for me
I should have told you
You werenít good Ďnough for me.
But times I thought we
We could make it
I was blind
I was a dreamer
But that was then
And this is now
Stop calling my name
Stop professing your love
Iíd like to think you cruel
Sweet words in the air
They donít mean a thing
Stop calling my friends
Stop blowing my phone
Iíll just like rid of you
Stop with the gifts
Stop your kisses sweet
Coz Iíll like to forget your taste
Donít even breathe
Because you affect me so
Stop pretending to exist
Try to make it up
To life for being here
Start living again
Try to forget my name
Because Iíll soon forget yours.
Utho Bharat VaasiyoPosted by : Richa on 25-Jan-2006 Total Views : 1430
ae mere watan ke logo,Email to Friend | Post Comments
zara utho sambhlo, jago.,
dekho-dekho ye rajnetik neta,
kahan le chale tumhare desh ko.
ab bhi waqt hai, cheen lo inke hathon se,
apne desh ko,
pata nahi kis khaee main
fenkenge legakar isko.
bahut kurbaniyo se jiti,
hamne ye azadi ki jang
aaj ki ye rajniti,
pata nahi kya layegi rang.
yadi chahte ho rehna azad,
to utho, sambhalo apne desh ko
mar kar in dhokhebaaz netaon ko dhakka
jet lo rajniti ki jang.
aur bolo unki jaikar
jinhone lekar di tumhe ye azadi ahirkaar.
khel ke khoon ki holi,
thama di tumhe desh ki doli.
aao milkar sab yatan kare
HINDUSTAN hamara azad rahe, khushaal rahe,
abad rahe saugaat rahe ,
duniya ke sar ka taj rahe,
HAPPY REPUBLIC DAY TO ALL THE INDIANS
BE PROUD TO BE AN INDIAN.
Bharat Ke Rahne WaloPosted by : Richa on 25-Jan-2006 Total Views : 1212
bharat ke rahne walo,Email to Friend | Post Comments
bharat ko zinda chodo.
aaj hua jo katle-aam,
kal na jane kya ho.
aaj hue neta gulam,
kal hoga bharat gulam.
neta hue paise ke adheen,
bharat hoga deshon ke adeen.
angrezon ne choda,
to ab amrican le lenge,
ye aaj ke neta,
kal ko phir royenge.
Children Who Die Do Not DiePosted by : Jyoti Gupta on 26-Dec-2005 Total Views : 736
Children who die are not really gone,Email to Friend | Post Comments
But go to a place that is something like home,
Where they sleep the deep sleep, as quiet as stone,
Until we can join them when our lives are done.
Children who die are not really dead,
But just like good children tucked into bed,
Wait the long wait while we go ahead
Till our tales are all told and our tears are all shed.
Children who die feel no pleasure or pain
In the place where they wait till they see us again,
And all of us dance in a world washed with rain
Where the sun shines so brightly no sorrows remain.
TOAST FOR THE MEN OF EIDSVOLDPosted by : Kuldeep Kaur on 30-Nov-2005 Total Views : 466
'Twas then this land of ours we drewEmail to Friend | Post Comments
From centuries of ice and sorrow,
And let it of the sun's warmth borrow,
And law and plow brought order new;
We dug the wealth in mountain treasured,
Our stately ships the oceans measured,
And springtime thoughts were free to run
As round the Pole the midnight sun.
And still with God we'll conquer, hold:
Each plot reclaimed for harvest-reaping,
Each ship our sea takes to its keeping,
Each child-soul we to manhood mold,
Each spark of thought our life illuming,
Each deed to fruit of increase blooming,--
A province adds unto our land
And o'er our freedom guard shall stand.
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