Namaste Dear All, I wrote this song sometime back and also uploaded it. Today uploading with music, A Very Happy Republic Day to everyone 🇮🇳
The lyrics are मेरा भारत स्वर्ग से सुंदर सोने की चिड़िया फिर से बनेगा मेरा भारत
ऋषियों की भूमि, ये वीरों की भूमि विश्व गुरु कहलाती है आई यशगान से गूंजेंगी दिशाएँ ज्ञान का अमृत बहता चलेगा
घर घर सुख समृद्धि की वर्षा घर घर सुख समृद्धि की वर्षा हृदय हृदय में सद्गुण भरेगा हृदय हृदय में सद्गुण भरेगा उत्तरोत्तर उन्नति के शिखर पर मेरा प्यारा देश बढ़ेगा
मेरा भारत स्वर्ग से सुंदर सोने की चिड़िया फिर से बनेगा मेरा भारत मणि
We were on the return flight from Pune. Booked it last minute so all of us got single seats far from each other. I was seated on a middle seat between two ladies engaged deep in conversation. I excused myself and sat in the middle feeling a bit awkward to disturb their tet-a-tete. Initially I just kept listening and thought they must be old friends but gradually I came to know that they had just met. They talked about office work. One of them was in her forties, from America, a single mother of a young girl visiting India for the first time and was all praises for her Boss and Colleagues in India who took great care of her and took her to the places worth visiting in Pune. The other one was in her thirties, doing her masters in UK, married with no children yet. When I told I am 52, they could not believe and said I look very young and don’t look like my age at all, the US friend said your eyes light up like a child, it was truly flattering. We were a queer group, happily chatting away, the difference of decades just seemed to melt away. I even forgot that my sons and hubby were also on the same flight. The friend from US had a great fear of turbulence in flights and panicked every time it occurred. That is why she also talked a lot, telling all about herself, her breakups, her marriage, the time when she was told she would never have children, her divorce, then her child from a relationship after that. We also got to see pictures of her sweet daughter and present boyfriend who was very supportive. It seemed strange that we talked and advised each other as if we were old friends. We kept on trying to get her mind off the fear of turbulence and talked about ways how it could be dealt. In the midst of conversation it also occurred to at least ask each other’s names. We introduced ourselves with our first names. As the flight landed, we bid each other goodbye and best wishes for future. All in all, it was such a great experience and I thought “What was that?” Never had such informal close conversations with strangers before. My sons and hubby met me outside the plane and said “Who were these friends of yours, do you know them from before? You look so happy as if you found your long lost friends.” They could not believe when I told them I had just met them. My son asked me if I had taken their numbers or addresses but we were in such a happy daze that it did not seem necessary. I thank God for beautiful experiences like these. This is why I love traveling so much. It brings to you new places, new people, new friendships. Adieu my found and lost friends, May you have a beautiful life, I will remember you and the beautiful happy moments I spent with you ❤️ ~ Manisha
जान के भूल जाना हमारी आदत तो नहीं ये तो लम्हे हैं जो अपने आप में गुम कर लेते हैं अपने ज़ख्मों पर आँसू बहाना हमारी आदत तो नहीं दर्द औरों का हो तो दिल छलनी कर लेते हैं सहारे तलाश करना हमारी आदत तो नहीं साथी तो बस यूँ ही साथ देते हैं
खुशियों के पल संजोना हमारी आदत तो है मुस्कान बन चेहरे पर खिल जाते हैं अपनी धुन में रहना हमारी आदत तो है जाने क्यों लोग गुरूर समझ लेते हैं दुनियादारी न समझना हमारी आदत तो है दिखावटी दुनिया में बस काम चला लेते हैं मणि
It is not a habit to forget knowingly But the moments get me lost in themselves Is it not a habit to shed tears on my wounds If the pain is of others, then too much heartache It is not a habit to seek support friends support just like that
It is a habit to cherish the moments of happiness and a smile blossoms on the face It is a habit to stay lost in my world Don’t know why people think it is pride It is a habit not to understand worldliness Just getting by in this ostentatious world Mani
कभी कभी ऐसा होता है दुख या सुख का मन में इक सैलाब उमड़ आता है कला के अनन्त सागर में उसे बहा देना अच्छा होता है और फिर रह जाता है एक हल्का सा मन, एक ज़रा से तुम इस ब्रह्माण्ड के बहुत छोटे से कण मणि
When overwhelmed by sadness or happiness It is good to flow away the excess In the infinite ocean of art What remains is a light mind, a little you a tiny particle of the universe Mani
जो अब है वही सब है क्या होता, क्या हुआ, क्या होगा कितने जीवन नष्ट हुए इस सोच में रह कर जो अब है वही सब है !
बीती बातें पुरानी उससे उपजी वो ग्लानि छोड़ें आँसू बहाना दुख के त्योहार मनाना खो न दें ‘आज’ का अनमोल खज़ाना
जो अब है वही सब है !
भविष्य की अंतहीन कल्पनाएँ करनी ही हैं तो नए सपने सजाएँ व्यर्थ चिन्ता में दिल क्यों दुखाना ईश्वरप्रदत्त शक्ति से करेंगे सामना सर्वमंगल की कीजिए कामना
जो अब है वही सब है ! मणि
Only the present moment is real ! What happened, what happens, what will happen How many lives destroyed lost in this thought Only the present moment is real !
Let go of the past and the guilt from the past Stop shedding tears Celebrating sadness Do not lose the precious treasure of ‘Today’
Only the present moment is real !
Instead of endless future fantasies Decorate new dreams Why hurt in vain and worry Will face all with God-given strength Wish for all the best in life
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