Aren't we Fighters?

Call us Fighters!

Its a great thing to have something to write down. Starting my first blog this time, i have decided to be regular in posting blog, reason I want my self updated as well as my friends, i want to be expressive. I hope I could do a better job this time.

Being an engineering student you are supposed to do many things simultaneously. The whole thing is that we have to manage several things in such a way that they should not get mixed. Here in this post i am calling all the engineering students the real 'fighters'. This fighting is against silly old thinking of our elders, this fighting is against those stupid lecturers like our computer teacher, who think they know everything but not C, this fighting is against the mind and soul, since these two always put you in trouble.

Comments

zwanderer said…

Fighters! I agree, the name rejuvenates the passion.like it.

Keep your blog up. :)

July 28, 2007 at 2:21 AM

skbohra said…

fighting seems to be against me myself as well!

May 5, 2008 at 4:59 PM

इस दस्त में इक शहर था वो क्या हुआ?

I am listening to a very very beautiful ghazal by Ghulam ali, and I want to dedicate this post to this ghazal। The ghazal starts with a 'sher' which goes like, अपनी आवाज़ की लर्जिश पे तो काबू पा लो, प्यार के बोल तो होठों से निकल आते है, अपने तेवर तो सम्भालों की कोई ये न कहे दिल बदलते है तो चेहरे भी बदल जाते है। I don't remember how many times i have listened this ghazal but still each time i listen to this, it gives me a new meaning. This is the beauty of ghazals, you can get a new meaning every time you listen. ये दिल ये पागल दिल मेरा क्यूँ बुझ गया, आवारगी, इस दस्त में इक शहर था वो क्या हुआ, आवारगी! The english translation is impossible, attempting that will be like killing the ghazal। What I could understand from this line is "what had happened to me", इक अजनबी झोंके ने जब पूछा जब मेरे ग़म का शबब सेहरा की भीगी रेत पे मैंने लिखा, आवारगी। Then ghulam ali sahab takes us to some other place by just his voice, amazing. ये दर्द की तन्हाईयाँ, ये दस्त का वीरान सफर, हम ल...

The feeling of death!

Let's start with recalling a beautiful song from 'The Beatles', There are places i'll remember All my life though some have changed Some forever not for better Some have gone and some remain All these places have their moments With lovers and friends i still can recall Some are dead and some are living In my life i've loved them all But of all these friends and lovers There is no one compares with you And these memories lose their meaning When i think of love as something new Though i know i'll never lose affection For people and things that went before I know i'll often stop and think about them In my life i love you more Though i know i'll never lose affection For people and things that went before I know i'll often stop and think about them In my life i love you more In my life i love you more I don't know how I got to hear Beatles, but It's wonderful to be able to listen this beautiful song, I am not a very big fan of non-indian music a...

तेरा चेहरा

तेरा चेहरा पता नहीं क्यूँ ? तेरा चेहरा पता नहीं , सच में क्यूँ ? हर पल रहता है मेरे ख्यालों में , पता नहीं सच में क्यूँ ? जब में कुछ नहीं करता हूँ , तो समझो सोचता रहता हूँ , तेरे बारे में , पता नहीं क्यूँ ? और जब मैं सोचता हूँ की क्या सोचता हूँ तेरे बारे में तो पता नहीं चलता क्या सोचता हूँ तेरे बारे में । सच में अगर कोई पूछ ले कैसी दिखती हो ? पता नहीं मुझे । क्यूँ इतनी अच्छी लगती हो , ऐसा क्या है तुममें , मैं कभी नहीं बता पाऊँगा । ये भी नहीं पता की तुम वही हो जो मैं सोचता हूँ , या नहीं ? पर जानना भी नहीं चाहता । बस ये पता है की क्यूँ नहीं जानना चाहता ? शायद मुझे डर लगता है , किस बात का , ये नहीं पता ।

Fighters

Search This Blog