Dear All,
Posted a new song today which I have written… Please take time to listen whenever you can and give your blessings and true opinion _()_
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Raaste…
Posted in My Original Songs, My poems and write-ups ( Dil Se...), my renditions, tagged # गीत, #कविता, #मन्ज़िल, #रास्ता, #रास्ते, #सपने, #हिन्दी, #destination, #originalcomposition, #path, beautiful, composition, creation, dream, dreams, environment, hindi, lyrics, music, nature, original, photography, pictures, poem, song, way on July 12, 2016| 2 Comments »
Ab Rashtrawaad ki Baari Hai…Happy Republic Day
Posted in #Incredible India, music i like, my life, My Original Songs, My poems and write-ups ( Dil Se...), my renditions, My Videos, Travel, tagged #IncredibleIndia, #RepublicDay, 26th, Bharat, composition, Happy, India, january, original, patriotic, rashtrawaad, song, travel, unity on January 26, 2016| Leave a Comment »
Wishing everyone A Very Happy Republic Day with my original composition. I dedicate this song to all the patriots who have sacrificed themselves for India, my Fufaji Shaheed Major Ranbir Singh being one of them, he gave the supreme sacrifice for the nation in 1965 Indo-Pak War and was awarded Veer Chakra posthumously. We are proud of you all and you will live in our hearts forever….
Lyrics and Vocals…Dr.Manisha Tomer
Music Director……..Mr.Anil William
Note: This is an original composition, all rights belong to the owners Dr.Veerottam Tomer and Dr.Manisha Tomer.
Please do sing it if you like it, this song is for everyone but don’t use it for commercial purpose…
College Ki Wo Sunehari Yadein…The OSA Song
Posted in Meerut, music i like, my life, My poems and write-ups ( Dil Se...), my renditions, My Renditions with English Translations, My Videos, tagged alumni, association, celebrations, college, composition, Hopital, Hospital, Lala Lajpat Rai, LLRM, Medical College, Meerut, Memorial, memories, music, old, original, OSA, precious, Sardar Vallabh Bhai Patel, song, students, SVBP on January 1, 2016| 1 Comment »
This song is the childhood dream which has kept me awake many nights…An original song…I am very happy to have written it for my Educational Institution Lala Lajpat Rai Memorial Medical College Meerut from where I did MBBS and Post-Graduation from Sardar Vallabh Bhai Patel Hospital. We have OSA (Old Students Association) Celebration every year and this year our batch is celebrating Silver Jubilee…also the Golden Jubilee year of our College. Thank you Dear God, you have always been too kind, Thanks a lot Dear Ma and Papa, my Respected Teachers, heartfelt thanks to my Dear hubby Dr.Veerottam Tomer whose support at every step could make this song possible, very grateful to Anil William Sir for giving beautiful music to my simple lyrics, my Dear friends, all busy doctors…Dr.Sanjay Gupta, Dr.Amit Upadhyay, Dr.Neeraj Goyal, Dr.Sundeep Grover, Dr.Himanshu Singh, Dr.Vishal Agarwal, Dr.Mohd.Munazzam, Dr.Shalini Garg, Dr.Meetu Singh,Dr. Shilpi Jain, Dr.Anupma Upadhyay who whole-heartedly participated in the videography of the song, all my Dear family and friends for their encouragement always….It is an emotional moment for me, experiencing a kind of happy anxiety…hope that all like this song, Please give your true feedback and blessings _()_
The lyrics are…
कॉलेज की वो सुनहरी यादें….
खट्टी- मीठी सी वो बातें
कॉलेज की वो सुनहरी यादें….
खट्टी- मीठी सी वो बातें
वो LT(Lecture-Theatre) में seats कब्ज़ाना
Lunch-time में फिर गाने गाना
वो LT(Lecture-Theatre) में seats कब्ज़ाना
Lunch-time में फिर गाने गाना
कॉलेज की वो सुनहरी यादें….
खट्टी- मीठी सी वो बातें
रातों को वो जग-जग के पढ़ना
Vivas में फिर रो- रो के जाना
डल्लू की चाय पीने जाना
रुचिका पे वो parties उड़ाना
कॉलेज की वो सुनहरी यादें….
खट्टी- मीठी सी वो बातें
शाम के Clinics दिन के Lectures
Cycle-stand पर गप्पें लड़ाना
MBBS होने का सपना
रोज़ नींदों में यूँ ही सजाना
कॉलेज की वो सुनहरी यादें….
खट्टी- मीठी सी वो बातें
Thank you O Dear OSA
कि वो बीते दिन वापस आये
हमारी खुशियों के प्यारे पल
जीने के मौके लाये
कॉलेज की वो सुनहरी यादें….खट्टी- मीठी सी वो बातें
English Translation…..
Those golden memories of College…
Those sweet and sour moments
Those golden memories of College…
Those sweet and sour moments
Occupying seats in the LT (Lecture-Theatre)
And then singing songs in Lunch-time
Occupying seats in the LT (Lecture-Theatre)
And then singing songs in Lunch-time
Those golden memories of College…
Those sweet and sour moments
Sitting awake at nights to study
Crying before going for Vivas
Going to have tea at Dallu’s
Enjoying parties at Ruchika
Those golden memories of College…
Those sweet and sour moments
Evening Clinics, daytime lectures
Gossiping at Cycle-stand
Dreaming about being MBBS graduates
Every day in our sleep
Those golden memories of College…
Those sweet and sour moments
Thank you O Dear OSA
Those past days have returned
The happiness of sweet memories
We can relive again
Those golden memories of College…
Those sweet and sour moments
THIS IS AN ORIGINAL COMPOSITION…COPYING OR USING IT FOR COMMERCIAL PURPOSES IS NOT ALLOWED
The Elephant Encounter…Happy Valentine’s Day
Posted in my life, My poems and write-ups ( Dil Se...), tagged day, elephant, encounter, Happy, Life, love, memories, precious, true, Valentines on February 15, 2015| Leave a Comment »
रूठे बादल (The Sulking Clouds)
Posted in My poems and write-ups ( Dil Se...), Nature, Photography, Save Environment, tagged clouds, monsoon, nature, plants, poem, Rainfall, Rains, Save Environment, stubborn, sulking, trees on July 15, 2014| 5 Comments »
रूठे रूठे से ओ सावन के बादल !
कब बरसोगे तुम इस तपते धरती-हृदय पर ?
देखो! वो तोते कैसे गाते-इतराते….
न्यौछावर हैं तुम्हारी एक झलक पर !
सुनती नहीं क्या तुम्हें मयूर कि करुण पुकार ?
चातक भी कबसे प्रतीक्षा में है आतुर !
पुष्प- वृक्ष सिर हिला-हिलाकर तुम्हें बुलाते,
तुम खुश हो सूरज से आँख-मिचौली खेलकर !
सब मुँह बाये राह तकें, तुम नहीं पिघलते….
प्यारी कोयल भी ऊब चुकी है कुहुक-कुहुक कर
तोड़ न देना तुम अन्नदाता की आस को….
क्या पाओगे तुम उसके नैनों से बरस कर
कह जो दिया वृक्ष नष्ट अब नहीं करेंगे !
क्या चाहते हो और, बरसो अब पसीज कर
यदि अब भी तुम अपनी ये हठ नहीं छोड़ते-
ऐसे रूठेंगे हम, तुम हार जाओगे मना-मनाकर !
English Translation is…..
O sulking monsoon-clouds!
When will you rain on this burning heart of Earth?
See those parrots singing in style….
So happy after they had one glimpse of you!
Can’t you listen the heart-rending cry of the peacock ?
Skylark is also waiting since a long time!
Flowers and trees nod their heads and call you,
But you are happy to play hide and seek with the Sun!
Everyone is waiting for you, but you don’t melt….
Dear koyal is also tired of singing
Don’t shatter the hopes of our Food-provider (farmer)
What will you gain by raining from his eyes ?
We have said that we will not destroy trees now!
What else do you want, please melt and rain now
If even now you don’t leave your stubbornness-
We will be so upset that you will get tired of cheering us up !
Mani
Experiment: How to become a Caste/Cult/Sect/Religious Robot
Posted in My poems and write-ups ( Dil Se...), tagged customs, Devotional, fanaticism, God, humour, rigidity, rituals, thoughts, tragic on July 9, 2014| Leave a Comment »
Introduction:
Welcome to the era of Religious, Caste, Cult and Sect Robotisation. Congratulations! till now either you have already become or are in the process of being converted into Religious Robots.
Ingredients:
- Human being with a ready mind.
- Customs,rituals and guidelines of a caste/ cult/sect/religion.
Procedure:
- Convert a section of your brain into a sealed and secured space labelled CASTE/CULT/SECT/RELIGION.
- Feed all the principles and rules laid down by your Caste/cult/sect/religion under the guidance of your trainer.Take care that no other thought is allowed to enter or leave this section of your brain.
- DON’T DARE to question or try to test on logic any of these principles and rules, remember you are just a petty human being not qualified to do so.
- Wander in all the religious places to search for God except inside your own heart.
- DON’T DARE to be overconfident enough to think that finding God is as easy as searching and cleansing your soul. It is the most difficult and complicated task which you can never accomplish without mediators who are the only ones to lead you along the difficult path.
- Ensure that you are reasonably scared that you will be punished by some mishap or any other way if you miss following any of the customs or rituals at any given time.
- Have firm belief that Truth is only what is taught by your cult/caste/sect/religion. No truth exists beyond it.
- DON’T DARE get any original ideas, remember you deserve only to be a Follower.
- Never think that you are a part of God and therefore can find him inside your own heart.
- Last but not the least, DON’T let any Logical thoughts contaminate the secured religious compartment in your brain, you are supposed to live and die with the data inside without attempting to change or research it.
Conclusion:
Hereby, we conclude that if you follow and fulfill these 10 GOLDEN RULES, you have qualified to become a Religious Robot. Now your Trainers just have to provide a slightest trigger and you will do the needful without thinking and questioning.
Remarks:
- Now you are welcome to Laugh/ Cry/Celebrate if you find this to be a Joke/Tragedy/Achievement.
- Lastly, even after all this training if you do get any original ideas, start a new Cult/Sect/Religion…you are sure to have followers…everyone does.
Yours sincerely,
Still struggling to graduate,
Mani.
P.S. Forgot to mention…Please don’t forget to take a Guarantee from your trainers that in case you are reborn, you MUST be blessed with the same caste/cult/sect/religion otherwise all the efforts you are undertaking will be so futile if the contrary happens..All The Best 🙂
ईश्वर तेरी इस दुनिया में….(O God! In This World of Yours…)
Posted in My poems and write-ups ( Dil Se...), tagged cruelty, emotions, english, God, hindi, Muzaffarnagar, people, poem, riots, translation, world on September 19, 2013| Leave a Comment »
ईश्वर तेरी इस दुनिया में….
यूँ कब तक जीते जायें हम ?
और जलते हुए इन रस्तों पर….
यूँ गीत कहाँ तक गायें हम ?
कठपुतलियों के इन शहरों में-
इन्सां को कौन पूछता है ?
इन आग लगाने वालों में-
सावन को कौन पूछता है ?
अब इन्द्रधनुष के रंगों में-
सिर्फ़ लाल रंग क्यूँ दिखता है ?
इन गीतों की इस सरगम में-
क्यूँ चीत्कार सा सुनता है ?
चुभते हुए इन काँटों में-
फूल देख कब तक मुस्कायें हम ?
ईश्वर तेरी इस दुनिया में….
यूँ कब तक जीते जायें हम ?
जहाँ रक्षक ही तो भक्षक है-
और चोर ही बन गया प्रहरी है,
जहाँ भेस बदल कर दानव ही
देखो देवदूत-सा दिखता है
और शैतान भी शर्मा जायेगा,
जब अपने मुँह से वो कहता है-
“जो होता है वो होने दो !
जो रोता है उसे रोने दो !”
तपते हुए इस घायल दिल पर—–
चाँदनी का मरहम कब तक लगायें हम ?
ईश्वर तेरी इस दुनिया में….
यूँ कब तक जीते जायें हम ?
मणि
Ishwar teri is duniya mein….
Yun kab tak jeete jaayein hum ?
Aur jalte hue in raston par….
Yun geet kahaan tak gaayein hum ?
Kathputliyon ke in sheharon mein-
Insaan ko kaun poochhta hai?
In aag lagaane waalon mein-
Saawan ko kaun poochhta hai?
Ab indradhanush ke rangon mein-
Sirf laal rang kyun dikhta hai?
In geeton ki is sargam mein-
Kyun cheetkaar sa sunta hai?
Chubhte hue in kaanton mein-
Phool dekh kab tak muskaayein hum?
Ishwar teri is duniya mein….
Yun kab tak jeete jaayein hum ?
Jahaan rakshak hi to bhakshak hai,
Aur chor hi ban gaya prehari hai,
Jahaan bhes badal kar daanav hi-
Dekho, Devdoot-sa dikhta hai
Aur shaitaan bhi sharmaa jaayega,
Jab apne munh se wo kehta hai-
“Jo hota hai wo hone do!
Jo rota hai use rone do!”
Tapte hue is ghaayal dil par,
Chaandni ka marham kab tak lagaayein hum?
Ishwar teri is duniya mein….
Yun kab tak jeete jaayein hum ?
The English translation of these lines are as follows-
O God! In this world of yours….
Till when do I live in this way?
On these burning paths…..
Till when do I sing songs this way?
In these cities of puppets-
Who cares about humans?
Amongst those who want to start a fire-
Who cares about the rains?
Now in the colours of rainbow-
Why do I see only the red colour?
In the notations of these songs-
Why do I hear heart-rending cries ?
Amongst these piercing thorns-
Till when do I see the flowers and smile?
O God! In this world of yours….
Till when do I live in this way?
Where the protector himself is the predator,
And thief himself has become the sentinel
Where demon has guised himself-
And looks like a Godsent angel
And the Devil himself will be embarrassed,
When he utters these foul-mouthed words-
“Whatever happens,Let it happen!
Whoever cries, Let him cry!”
On this fevered and wounded heart of mine…
Till when do I apply moonlight as the medication?
O God! In this world of yours….
Till when do I live in this way?
Mani
A Share of Heaven……
Posted in Flowers, Moon, My poems and write-ups ( Dil Se...), Nature, Photography, Sunrise, tagged clouds, colours, Daybreak, environment, flowers, heaven, Home, Life, moon, nature, photography, pictures, sky, sun, trees on July 23, 2013| 1 Comment »
Thank you God for my share of heaven
As the day changes colours from the bright daybreak to the blue dusk
The Sun showering all its golden blessings
And sometimes being naughty,blinding my eyes
The moon lighting up the sky with its smile at me
The trees, so-green, nodding their heads after a cozy tête-à-tête
The gentle caressing breeze whispers their tales
Two sunbirds flowing in for a rendezvous
But leaving too early, bothered by the worldly beings
The dear snail invites itself as a pleasant surprise
The little squirrels racing to and fro
Professor Cuckoo gives amazing music lessons
And he goes “Koo-o-oo Koo-o-oo”
As I try to follow like a good pupil-
Raindrops help too playing a sweet rhythm
My heart in a blessed daze just sings…
“How can I not thank you Dear God
For this divine gift-A Share of Your Heaven”
Mani
Bulbule Si Ye…..Zindagi Pyaar Ka Geet Hai (Life is a Song of Love)
Posted in My poems and write-ups ( Dil Se...), my renditions, My Renditions with English Translations, tagged english translation, geet, hindi, Life, love, lyrics, music, poem, Pyar, song, Zindagi on June 13, 2013| 3 Comments »
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zVdFu-nyAEM
‘Zindagi Pyaar Ka Geet Hai’ is a song originally rendered by Lataji for the movie ‘Souten’….I have combined the song with a few lines I wrote about Life….the lines and the English translation are given below……
Bulbule-si ye zindagi….
…..Life just like a bubble
Pal-pal kitne roop badalti-
…..Every moment, changing faces
Kabhie to saare rangon se chhalak uthati,
…..Sometimes spills over with all the colours
Kabhie sirf saleti-si reh jaati
……Sometimes is left coloured only in greys
Ek hi pal…phool mehek uthate,
……One moment,flowers spread their fragrance
Man gaa uthate, hanste-khelte, ithalaate
…..Hearts sing,dance and play with happiness
Dooje hi pal…muskaata chand pheeka-sa ho jaata
…..Next moment,the smiling moon fades away
Raat ke ghane andhkaar mein na jaane kahan gum ho jaata
…..And disappears in the deep darkness of night
Kabhie shaant nadi-si behti jaati
…..Sometimes, flows on like a peaceful river
Kabhie ek aandhi sab tehes-nehes kar jaati
…..At other times, a storm wreaks havoc
Kabhie saare jawaab de…hairaan kar jaati
….Surprises sometimes by giving answers to all the questions
To kabhie khud hi ek sawaal ban jaati
…..At other times, becomes a question itself
Bulbule-si ye zindagi…..
…. Life just like a bubble
Bas abhi thi aur abhi nahin
….Just now was there and next moment no more
Kabhie aansoo kabhie hansi bankar-
….Becomes a tear in a moment and laughter in another
Kathputli-sa sabko nachaati
….Makes everyone dance like a puppet
Bulbule-si ye zindagi…….
….Life just like a bubble Mani
Lyrics of the song and english translation are as follows……
(Zindagi Pyaar Ka Geet Hai
ise Har Dil Ko Gaana Padega) -2
….Life is a song of love That every heart will have to sing
zindagi Gham Ka Sagar Bhi Hai
….Life is also an ocean of sorrow
hanske Us Paar Jaana Padega
….which everyone has to cross smiling
jis Ka Jitna Ho Aanchal Yahaan Par
….Whatever one’s capacity
us Ko Saugaat Utni Milegi
….Gifts are bestowed on him accordingly
la La La, La La La, La La La La La La La~
jis Ka Jitna Ho Aanchal Yahaan Par
….Whatever one’s capacity
us Ko Saugaat Utni Milegi
….Gifts are bestowed on him accordingly
phool Jeevan Mein Gar Na Khile To
….If flowers do not bloom in life
kaanton Se Bhi Nibhaana Padega
….One may have to get on with thorns too
zindagi Pyaar Ka Geet Hai
ise Har Dil Ko Gaana Padega
….Life is a song of love That every heart will have to sing
hai Agar Door Manzil To Kya
….How does it matter if the destination is far-off
raasta Bhi Hain Mushkil To Kya
…..How does it matter if the path is difficult
la La La, La La La, La La La La La La La~
hai Agar Door Manzil To Kya
….How does it matter if the destination is far-off
raasta Bhi Hain Mushkil To Kya
…..How does it matter if the path is difficult
raat Taaron Bhari Na Mile To
….If one does not get a starlit sky
dil Ka Deepak Jalaana Padega
…..Then light a lamp in your heart
zindagi Pyaar Ka Geet Hai
ise Har Dil Ko Gaana Padega
….Life is a song of love That every heart will have to sing
zindagi Ek Paheli Bhi Hai
….Life is also a riddle
sukh Dukh Ki Saheli Bhi Hai
….is also a friend in happiness and sorrow
la La La, La La La, La La La La La La La~
zindagi Ek Paheli Bhi Hai
….Life is also a riddle
sukh Dukh Ki Saheli Bhi Hai
….is also a friend in happiness and sorrow
zindagi Ek Wachan Bhi To Hai
….Life is also a promise
jise Sab Ko Nibhaana Padega
…..That everyone will have to fulfill
zindagi Pyaar Ka Geet Hai
ise Har Dil Ko Gaana Padega
….Life is a song of love That every heart will have to sing
zindagi Gham Ka Sagar Bhi Hai
hanske Us Paar Jaana Padega
….Life is also an ocean of sorrow That everyone has to cross smiling
Manali….1
Posted in #Incredible India, my life, My poems and write-ups ( Dil Se...), Photography, Travel, tagged beautiful, Himachal Pradesh, India, Manali, memories, old, photography, pictures, precious, scenery, snow, snowfall, travel, trees on May 29, 2013| Leave a Comment »
I always feel that memories are the most precious jewels which we treasure in our mind and heart. They are a source of happiness forever. Whenever we turn the pages and recollect the memories we feel so happy. Thought of sharing these jewels with you……
Manali trip in 1997 is one of the precious memories….. Manali is a beautiful hill-station in Himachal Pradesh in India. It is named after the Brahmin law-maker Manu. In some Hindu traditions, Manu is believed to be the first of mankind.
Me and my husband reached Manali by an overnight bus from Chandigarh on 25th Nov 1997 at 5:00A.M. in the morning. It was raining. As the day broke, snowfall started. It was the first time I had ever seen snowfall and my joy knew no bounds. Due to the snowfall, we could not go far from the hotel so just walked around the local area and market. |
The beautiful scenery was amazing. All tourists were excitedly discussing that snowfall was due at the Christmas time but had arrived one month earlier than usual. I felt it was another of those blessings which God sent to us out of turn :). Spent a very enjoyable day and evening in snowfall….dinner at a local Punjabi restaurant was equally delicious…….
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