Sun.....

Tu mera Asmaan Ban ja
Aur Me banu Neela Rang Teri

Ban jaa Barish tu mera
Me ban jau Mitti ki Sungandh

Samandar agar Banegi tu mera
Me banu Lehren teri

Ban jaa tu meri Maun
Me Banu Awaaz Teri.

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Chal chalte hain Samandar Kinare
Tu Coffee peena.. Aur mein Chai.

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Two Lines for that Old Truck !

Ohh my Vintage Beauty....
With every rotation of your oily axle
Lotus is blooming...
With every change of the gear...
Smell of Tuberose is coming...

Ohh my Vintage Beauty...
You served the NALCO with your Prime
You inspired the JSPL with your Time.
Your every run through the downtown
Broke numerous Hearts in NALCO and JINDAL Town.

That vibration over the chassis
That shake of your body
Put Signa Comet Blazo in Line
Ohh My Vintage Beauty...

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I am the Circle of Love
You are the Diameter
Lets increase the Passion
Your R value will rise and my 2PiRsquare

I am the Steel alloy of Love
You are the Iron.
Lets produce little alloying elements and Carbon
Your Temp will Rise. My Quantity will increase
The Fe-C diagram will give perfect Martensite.

I am the Piston of Passion
You are the Cylinder
Recieve me Baby Hold my Crank tight.
In love Torque Speed and Vibration will come.
I will control all. Give your lubricants everynight.

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To all of You who asked, Why I idolize MS Dhoni? Today is the right time for the Ans.

I believe Greatness is not in achievements. Its about how you transition. How you prepare your next generation. How you Pass the Baton. What you give to your youngsters before leaving the Court. Its not about how you ruled. Its all about, how you left.

And Sadly Here in our culture its very rare for a smooth transition whether in Bureaucracy, Politics, Sports whatever.

MSD did that. He passed the Baton so smoothly, he groomed his next captain and left at the right time.

Unfortunately Virat couldn't raplicate that.

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Milna Hai Mujh se. Ana Manikarnika
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Milna hai Mujh se
Ana fir fursat me...
Raat ko. Ghat Manikarnika..
Milenge udhar hi...
Kisi Anjaan Chita ke pass..
Tut rahi hogi kisi ki Gurur aur Shohrat..
Sharir tyagta Atma aur Kaal ki Attahasya..

Milna hai mujh se
Ana fir fursat me...
Raat ko. Ghat Manikarnika..
Milenge udhar hi...
Ganga Ji ke Pass..
Bun rahe honge kuch sapne
Gaate honge Mahakaal ke Naam
Chehra pe hoga smithasya.

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Road is a Battle Field.
You will Win
If you return Home Unhurt.

And the King of Road is the One
Whose Vehicle never got a scratch on the Road.

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You got Expressway, Bridges Say thanks to a Civil Engineer weathering at the Construction Site.

You like the Exhaust Note, Feels the Rev, Say thanks to a Auto & Mechanical Engineer.
You got the Steel, Say thanks to sweating body of the Mining and Mettallurgist.

In between the Hills the Tribes got the Electricity, say thanks to a Electrical Engineer.
You have Instagram and WhatsApp UPI, say thanks to the red eyes of IT Engineer.

You got the imported Goods, say thanks to the Lonley Marines.
Say thanks to a Textile Engineer.You got the Date Night Delicate Fabrics.

For all the things around you say thanks to an Engineer.
Remember the Great M Visweswarya.

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Poem Paint & Mumma
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Don't.. Please Don't.
Don't pen a poem.
And all the Poem.. What are they.
Just the bleeding from a Pen.
And a Tender Heart feels that Bleed.
With that Bleed... The Heart paints
Paints? Paints what?
Don't you know? The first drawing.
That you tried with your soft fingers.
Over the Sandy Beach.
Unruly waves came and washed it away.

But you have the Back of "Mumma". You tries again. You have the Tender Heart . The Soft Fingers. Now not over Sandy Beach but over Canvas. And you just paint the Time over that.
And you know. This time make you surf the Waves.

You take the revenge from the Waves. The Ocean smiles. It embrace you.

But where is "Mumma"

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Samandar Kinaare...
Aadha adhura kuch yadein...
Kuch baatein..
Baithe the akele... Dil ke sath.
Lehron ka kya.......
Aate the jaate the.

Dil ka kya..... Kaise bataa ta
The uske pass bas...
Kuch Yadein....
Kuch baatein...
Ek jung hi tha .. jo lada ja raha tha
Samandar Kinaare...
Akele .... apne sath.
Jung ka kya ...Samarpan Prem
Jhut aur Nafrat
Samandar kinaare... Lehron ke sath bas lada ja raha tha...
Aur udhar Azad Ruh... Kab ka mar chuka tha
Par Dil ab bhi Niralaz ban ke Dhadak raha tha

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