Lurking Tale

MAA Kya cheez kahu nacheez hu mai, Maa meri mera naseeb hau; Mujhme ooska zikar hai aur usse meri fikar hai..... Kon keh raha ki rab mera so raha.... Kya kabhi dekha nahi ki mai maa ke sang hu jee raha.........             - Gourav ARZI Kyu ho rahi hai gustakhiya, Mai januna aisa maine kyu kiya; Bus ho sake toh maaf karna, Ye hai meri arzii yaha   - Gourav

                     MAMTA Kya thi mamta ki chhaya, ye jaan nahi mai paya ; Tu Pyaar karti thi mujhe bas, ye khud tune kyu nahi bataya...... Mana ki nadan hu, bhula bhatka tumhara laal hu;meri har galti maaf kar, Mujhe roz hai jeena sikhaya........ Aaj bhi pareshan hu, na janu kyu hairaan hu;tu toh meri maaii hai mere saath teri parchhaii hai..... Tujh jaisa kisi ka pyar ho, aisa toh mumkin nahi; Teri mamta ki jo baat hai, wo aur kahi dikhti nahi.......              -Gourav

Am just an artist, a creative person, and I think that I can feel every molecules and substance in this universe. I used to write Blog not because I want to earn or gain publicity but to present view to change Thinking of others, or to support some issue. My Blog are usually based on Love, Love triangle, Religious issue. I am not anti-Religious or anti-Love. I just want to Create a sense of 'Belongingness' in every ones mind. What we live we have or What we are going to have it is all of nature. The ultimate source  power whatever it is that belongs to nature. A creative man always respect nature, an idea or inspiration he/she get it comes from natural beauty. My selfish love forced me to choose this profession. I was in Love with a beautiful Girl, and her fascinating, lovely, charming looks made me tumble with this profession and I was in lame of Blog, Poem, Article. #It started with description to my one sided love with, lovely lady. Her skin that look so white washed ...

 मेरी गुम नाम सफर  हमे हम चाहिए, तुम तो  जरूर चाहिए...पर..., तुम्हे तो  वो चाहिए ..., फिर क्यों ये नाराजगी ...? हम है तुम तुम्हारे ख़ुशी क लिया, प्यार है तुम्हारा किसी एक क लिया,  पर  वो ..., हसना और तुम्हे हसना चाहता था,खुश रखना देखना चाहता  था  पर कभी हँसा न पता था, क्यों की चांस ही  नहीं मिलता था... और तो  और... अपनी दिल को व् तुम्हे दिखाना चाहता  था पर देखा नहीं पाता था।  क्यों की कभी वैसा मौका ही नहीं आता था।  समझती तो  मुझे,जानती थी मुझे।  फिकर करती थी मेरी , और तो  और , दर्द होने  पर दुआ करती तो  मेरी।  तब फिर क्यों यार ये 1980 's क सीन क्रीट करती  हो ....! क्यों नहीं बोलती ....? करीब  है हम तुम्हारे ,करीब  हो तुम हमारी।  फिर क्यों ये डर , "जानती हो क्यों है ये डर ....?" क्यों की कभी तुम व्  किया करती थी मुझसे प्यार।।।।  ज़िंदगी चल तो  रही थी , पर...

My passion with cultural profession:#lastrequest It was Same as Same life was change but the Profession was Same and colour was really the Same. Life was set-up with a fantastic job and each morning was to show  new get-up. family was happy with my this set-up and salary was also too high  to enjoy to fly with a beautiful Guy. Marriage was the only the last request of my parent. But it seem that it was last wicket of my team. Sharing of things was  not in my Dream but it seem that my..... Parent don't like all the things Mine. Force of getting marriage was ahead,to read proposal and to date was to face. Looking at my credit and to my Merit...i...got a proposal of a dark Girl with a lots of Demerits. Her look was Dark but heart was Bright, I refuses her proposal with a word "I am in need of some one else"... She fainted their and my arm was already open there for her,Forever. I drop her at her House and by seeing her House and af...