Friday, March 25, 2011

FLOWERS OF RAJPATH..March 25.4.39 PM

l Hi

Darlin neha I tel you a real time story of this great land to which you and me belong.

This is as follows:-

One day Raja Janak , father of goddess sita, was holding his entire cabinet/rajsai sabha, suddenly a rishi came to attend that gathering.

this man is known as ashtavakra.

Now this man's body was deformed in such a fashion that 8 clearly visible distortions were part of his biological existence.

this made whole of the coveted people gathered over there simply laugh endlessly and with out any sort of respect/constraints/ shame/ inhibitions/pre-conditioned psyche / etc etc.

Now that rishi after waiting for some time in a quest to make the people see sense decided to leave that gathering with a deeply hurt feels but before actually leaving that place he paused for a moment: that moment was caught by Raja Janak , he immediately rushed to welcome that great saint and expressed his deeply regretful feeling and tried to persuade the coveted intellectual to ignore what is happening and should not leave the place ; Janak pleaded believing in his leadership qualities with a firm belief that he has maneuverable cum administrative skills to make the gathering see sense.

Now this man said: Look Raja Janak: where a person is analyzed by his physical appearances that place is not meant for any person who has smallest possible worth.

Now : here !! I see the mirror : My heart says love !!! lets go to a place where Raja Janak and his people are not living, let it be anything ; even the filthiest , dirtiest, most stingy place may be.

have a nice evening !! love !!

I am really proud of you

Do say my love to all our sweet hearts.
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FLOWERS OF RAJPATH..March.25.11.9.54 AM

Hi

yaar mei aaj office nahi ja raha. vaise to koi baat nahi bus mei chahta hu ki merei par jo phds /D.Scs ho rahi hein these must stop immediately . And my environment should understand that I am living my life and let me live like a nice person. I don't want to disturb any system what so ever.

I am just a human being first. that's all.
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Thursday, March 24, 2011

FLOWERS OF RAJPATH..March.24.11. 9.29 PM

Neha !!

darlin what has happened with me is simply shamefull to that extent that I feel that it would have been better that I would have taken birth in the form of a plant or say any animal.

yaar !! people want to know me by bullshit movement of an official file.

I pity this world
I myself feel ashamed of this hell around.

bus yaar !!

aaj to mei is se jayada likh nahi sakta vaise bhe is ke bad koi bavkuphi ya pagalpan hei hi nahi is dunia mein

and see they want to know if I am Nanak or Farid or something else
hell it !!
I pity the concept of faith itself.

Neha!! those who have done it, one of them has himself said that he knows psychology

yaar!! if this is psychology

then what a filthiest gutter stands for

I am sad
really I am sad to an extent that my psychiatric medicine has lost its effect on me otherwise by this time I would have felt sleepy etc etc .

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FLOWERS OF RAJPATH..March.24.11. 5.17 AM

Hi
Neha !!

love is an obsolete word for me

you will ask why so

my reasons are as follows:-

whom so ever I have loved could not stand to the tune of time due to different reasons best known to them except my son Ricky, ( He is suffering from Psychosis: this disease simply makes a person at such a psyche level that the so called physiological gene threshold paradigm simply makes the emotional quotient abnormal). So practically I have gone beyond the need of love as it has become a junk word for me.

but I do love you irrespective of this bullshit relationship word. (yes yaar I and we are sweet hearts to each other including my sweet hearts, kiran, anu, Dr pankaj bansal and Dr.Aastha.) yaar shipra v has simply gone crank owing to her ahankar mind set up ( damn this bullshit publicity- she is in my office complex-she knows me very well - then hell it yaar !! should human beings are that fool : I simply fail to understand.

chalo choro
Yaar mera to' aisa hi syapa hei: sala kabhi khatam ho jaiga kisi eik moment

chalo choro

but yaar don't worry about my health : mei etni jaldi marnei wala nahi : bahuto ko lei dubu ga apne sath.

how r u do write to me : u can use my email address, as by this time, whole of this bullshit world knows every thing : Then why U don't use my email address : I am aware, your Dad is not
atleast bloody intellectual crank. And your mom is just like my anu mom : hell to this bullshit peoples yaar: all are looking to me through this pc like damn fools and crank bastards, I and you know each and every thing yaar.

chalo choro
but Neha I am just ajay for you.
yaar to' jayada bogh na dal apnei dimag par
yaar hamei to hamara hi hosh nai hum kya janei hum kaun hei

with love
do call me but first use my email so that I should identify you because I am not interested in bullshit reading the person (s ): I am fed up with this : nothing else.

good morning and have a nice time at your office
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Tuesday, March 22, 2011

FLOWERS OF RAJPATH..March.22.,11.8.58 PM

Hi
yaar Neha !!

this bullshit system is making more and more lonely moments for me

Every bullshit is hell bound to prove their respective worth (but yaar mera super boss bahut nice hei, yaar tughei kya batau he is a gem, sachi mei , tu aagei na dili mei to mei tughei us se milwau ga , u will be really impressed= he is simply beyond. but yaar I don't know whom so ever I love why the bullshit world is interfering in my personal matters. He is my super boss and he is my friend too , then its beyond doubt that he comes in my personal life,)

Yaar mujhei to' apna hi hosh nei hei

mei kis ka hosh janu
yaar this bullshit shit environs

tere' se bat karta hu to pata nei logo ke pet mei dard kuan hoti hei

yaar hamari to dosti hei na

in salo ko hamari dosti bhi pasand nai aati
ab bata is mein meira kya kasur hei'
tere se milna to bahut dur raha
salo ko eitni takliph ho rahei hei ki kya batau
yaar hamari dosti to hamara personal matter hei na
yei sale kute hamarei personal jingdi mei bhi tang aranei se baz nei aate

chalo choro yaar

yei to nahei sudheri gei
hum hi sudhar jatei hei

kuch nai : hum parwa hi nahi marei gein en salo ki

ab bhala kisi ko takliph hei to ham kya karei


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Monday, March 21, 2011

FLOWERS OF RAJPATH..March 21,11.6.16 AM

When whole of the living environs
it just looked too involved with bullshit dug dugi ka tamasha

I was lost somewhere at your heart

may be you have been sent here
to make me breathe
after every onslaught

yes love your love is infinite
that's a part : only I can know
no body else
may be you yourself too

I feel too vulnerable
at every corner of my existence

and you just come
from the thin air
to catch my hand

for another eventful moments

so are our equations of the hearts

least known to each other
still connected to the infinite

you were probably saying that pc work is taxing
but love! see !! the music of Nature
Now every granule is having an inbuilt pc


still we are least informed of each other (any bastard can not understand this line)

that's our love
as it hardly need a communication link


source : Neha c.Mehta, kiran and anu, Dr. Dimple Bansal, Aastha but no shipra.v (the exclusion of this name is based on the fact that hum pyar ki bheek nahi mangtei, hum yaha kei ke don hei hamarei pas apna banaya hua pyar hi bahut hei-anju.)






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