Saturday, February 27, 2010

Winnie - The Pooh


If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together.. there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we're apart.. i'll always be with you...

Promise me you'll never forget me because if i thought you would, I'd never leave.

If there ever comes a day when we can't be together keep me in your heart, I'll stay there forever.

If you live to be 100, I hope I live to be 100 minus 1 day, so I never have to live without you.

“Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh," he whispered.
"Yes, Piglet?"
"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw, "I just wanted to be sure of you."”

Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known.

Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.

“"I don't see much sense in that," said Rabbit.
"No," said Pooh humbly, "there isn't. But there was going to be when I began it. It's just that something happened to it along the way."”

The hardest part is what to leave behind, ... It's time to let go!

Don't underestimate the value of Doing Nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering.

If the person you are talking to doesn't appear to be listening, be patient. It may simply be that he has a small piece of fluff in his ear.

It's always useful to know where a friend-and-relation is, whether you want him or whether you don't.

A little Consideration, a little Thought for Others, makes all the difference.

Always watch where you are going. Otherwise, you may step on a piece of the Forest that was left out by mistake.

You can't stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Azm



मुझे गुमां था, चाहा बहुत ज़माने ने मुझे...
मैं अज़ीज़ सबको था, मगर जरुरत क लिए...

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तालीम नहीं दी जाती, परिंदों को उड़ानों की...
वो तो खुद ही समझ जातें हैं, उचाई आसमानों की...

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हीरे की शफ़क है तो अँधेरे में चमक...
धूप में आकर तो शीशे भी चमक जातें हैं...

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तूफ़ान कर रहा था मेरे अज्म की तवाफ...
दुनिया समझ रही मेरी कश्ती भंवर में है...

अज्म = determination;
तवाफ = going in circles at sacred place; worship
भंवर = whirlpool

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वो मेरी हर बात से इख्तिलाफ करता है...
चुप चुप के मगर मेरा तवाफ़ करता है...
कहीं कोई और शख्स मेरे करीब न हो जाए... 
इसी लिए वो सब को मेरे खिलाफ करता है...

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अपनी तो मोहब्बत की इतनी कहानी है...
टूटी हुई कश्ती और ठहरा हुआ पानी है...
एक फूल किताबों में दम तोड़ चुका है...
मगर कुछ याद नहीं आता ये किसकी निशानी है...

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Saahil


Teri palkon pe jhilmilaun main…
Tu kare intezaar aur na aaaun main…

Mazhdhaar me le jaake, dagaa mat karna aye dost...
Tu kahe to saahil pe doob jaaun mai...


Koi Apna Sa




Door hai mujhse, to mere khwaabon me aata kyon hai...
Koi rishta to nahi mujhse, phir mujhe satata kyon hai...

Maine tujhse kabhi kuch bhi, maanga to nahi aye dil...
Phir ye dard de k bhi, tu ehsaan jatata kyon hai...
                               
Ek lamhe k liye bhi tujhko, mai bhul nahi paaya...
Phir har nafas mujhko, tu yaad aata kyon hai...

Tu mera nahi hai, ye to pata hai mujhko...
Phir tujh me apna sa koi, nazar aata kyon hai...

-abhi

Barsaat




Ye barsaat ab ruke to, to apne ghar ko jaayein hum...
Boondon me kaid the ab tak, toot k bikhar jaayein hum...

Ruke ruke se kuch lamhon me, bhaagti jati hai ye zindgi...
Ek teri justju nikal jaaye is dil se, phir guzar jaayein hum...

--abhi

Sunset




Maine khud ko jalte hue dekha hai...
Akeli ajnabi raahon pe chalte hue dekha hai...

Rag rag me lahu banke, daudta hai nasha...
Kadam kabhi bahke aur kabhi sambhalte rahe...

Ab na armaan hai koi na khwaahish baaki...
Kuch khwaab ke tukde the.. Jo aankhon me palte rahe...

Us chaand ko paane ki hasrat dil me liye..
Har shaam hum tanha hi dhalte rahe...

--abhi

Aakhri Saans




Phir chal pada hoon main apni hi talaash me,
Kuch ban ne, kuch kar dikhaane k prayaas me...

Kho jaana chahta hoonn, is neele aakash me,
Par ye panchi abhi hai pankhon ki aas me...

Kahne ko to saari duniya hai paas me...
Par door hota jaa raha hai sab kuch... shaayad is aakhri saans me...

--abhi

Friday, February 5, 2010

Khayaalon ki Udaan


Khwabon k hain kai tukde... aur kuch adhoore armaan...
Zindagi humse naaraaz... aur hum zindagi se pareshaan...

Tanhai ki mahfil bhi hai... aur ajnabi hai har insaan...
Jin raaston pe kabhi mila karte the dost... aaj who raah bhi veeraan...

Ek lamhe me bikhre kai rishte... Kuch marasim ab ho gaye anjaan...
Aati saans de jati hai bebasi... Jaati saans badha deti hai thakaan...

Jaise jaise simati jaati ye duniya... Aur bhi badhta jaata aasmaan...
Hasraton k pankh jala diye humne, Par na rok paaye khayaalon ki udaan...

---abhi

Marijuana : The God of Plants



Marijuana: The God of Plants
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Marijuana has many names: Acapulco gold, Columbian, Jamaican, Maui wowie, Mexican, Panama red, bhang, cannabis, doobie, dope, ganja, hash, hashish, hemp, herb, joint, loco weed, maryjane, reefer, roach, sinsemilla, tea, weed etc.

These names are indigenous to the area they are grown in. Some people may be right in telling marijuana, weed, pot, ganja are all the same thing but there is a slight difference. Climate !!

Even in traditional marijuana-growing countries, the marijuana is often the result of several crossed lines. Jamaican ganja, for example, is probably the result of several crosses between hemp, which the English cultivated for rope and Indian ganja, which arrived with the Indian immigrants who came to the country. The term for marijuana in Jamaica is ganja, the same as in India. The traditional Jamaican term for the best weed is Kali, named for the Indian killer goddess.

The climatic difference causes a chemical concentration disparity, hence, one tends to be stronger in effect than the others (weed, being the mildest).

There are three species/varities of the marijuana plant.

1. Cannabis sativa , is a tall plant, generally between 8 and 12 feet. The leaves have long thin fingers and are light green. The more equatorial varieties have more yellow pigments to protect the plant from intense light. Sativa buds are long and thin and turn red as they mature in a warm environment. In cooler environments the buds may be slightly purple. Sativa plants smell sweet and fruity and the smoke is generally quite mild. It is a source of fiber for rope and other products and it contains THC which gives smokers the psychic effects they seek. The leaves of this plant are smoked but the most highly prized part of the plant is the top.

2. Cannabis indica, is plentiful in the Mideast, India, and Central Asia especially Afghanistan, Kashmir, and Pakistan. It is a short plant, generally between 3 and 6 feet, and its leaves have short broad fingers. The leaves are generally dark green sometimes tinged with purple. As they near maturity, the leaves may become significantly more purple. It is a strong smelling plant with a "stinky" or "skunky" smell. The smoke of indicas is generally thick and more prone to cause coughing when inhaled. Indicas are the traditional source of hashish. 

3. Cannabis ruderalis is a debated third variety of cannabis found in Russia, Poland, and other eastern European countries. Schultes classified cannabis as having three species: sativa, indica, and ruderalis based on the formation of the seed pods. There is some debate as to whether there is justification for this third category. Some features of ruderalis are large seeds, short weedy plants (4-6 feet tall) and a lower level of THC than sativas or indicas.

Regardless of whether these different species evolved from the same genus or whether one species split along geographic lines, by the time mankind came around to get high, the plant had divided into two easily distinguishable lines: 

a) sativas growing wild in almost all equatorial regions of the globe (Mexico, Thailand, Colombia, Jamaica, etc.) and 

b) indicas thriving in southern Asia and the Indian subcontinent (Afghanistan, Pakistan, India, Tibet, Nepal, etc.). 

In each case, the plants were eventually discovered, recognized, cultivated and bred for specific uses—sativas for straight smoking and indicas for making hashish and kif. These practices continued for thousands of years, without the two lines ever crossing paths, until a combination of far-wandering hippies, the Grateful Dead and the US War on Drugs brought them together for the first time.

The cannabis preparations used in India often serve as a folk standard of potency. The three varieties are known as bhang, ganja, and charas. The least potent and cheapest preparation, bhang, is produced from the dried and crushed leaves, seeds, and stems.

Ganja, prepared from the flowering tops of cultivated female plants, is two or three times as strong as bhang; the difference is somewhat akin to the difference between beer and fine Scotch.

Charas is the pure resin, also known as hashish in the Middle East. Any of these preparations can be smoked, eaten, or mixed in drinks. The marihuana used in the United States is equivalent to bhang or, increasingly in recent years, to ganja.