Surrender ..continuation

Person:Surrender ho gaya , for HIM ?

Me:nahi hota na, jab ho jayega, tab no dikkat

Person:ha ha ha, great thoughts!!!!

Me:sabassi nahi answer do

Person:answer for?, soch rahi hoon

Person:yeh surrender ke jagah sacrifice hota to ??
surrender thoda negative vibes deta hai

Me:sacrifice is negative,sacrifice is a compromise,surrender is not

Person:u surrender when u r rwrong,u sacrifice when u want right

Me:disagree;take any relationship, BF and GF even , tumhara hi case le lo
continue karoon :) ?

Person:ya ya
boliye

Me:any BF and GF , the love that they feel for each other , isnt it born out of a very simple fact that they involuntarily let go of certain aspects
for eg, a normally agressive guy can be very gentle with his GF

Person:agreed

Me:coz, somehow, he does not why, he feels that correct he has not made the conscious decision of sacrificing it but because he loves her, anger somehow seems inappropriate .am I making any sense?

Person:yes

Me:jab log sacrifice karte hain , if that doesnt get converted to surrender, its short lived sacricifces are required sometimes

Person:so this is not surrender also i feel...... surrender is something done intentionaly when u realise u r wrong and u should give it up

Me:then what is it?


Person:shayad isse kuch aur bolna chahiye, aap sochiye

Me:what is surrender ?

Person:just a point of view
surrender is something done intentionally when u realise u r wrong and u should give it up,i feel

Me:surrender is just letting go,i define surrender as just letting go,letting go of control

Person:hmmm,in a sense i agree

Me:when u no longer consider urself to be the primary doer
when u love someone, u dont think why u love, what things are changing inside you
if u are nit-picking as in this is right , this is wrong, this is what I need to change the relationship becomes a drag, the problem is that we are always told that we need to have our own personality

Person:hmmm

Me:that this concept is in total contradiction to it ;in essence, its not

Person:but when u love someone u always wanna be the way that person would like
u to be

Me:who knows how he /she wants the other person to be agar saamne waale ki har baat manogi to he/she will be bored

Person:i mean u would do all that would make the pther person happy atleast to an extent

Me: agreed, to an extent yes and the point is ?

Person: it can be called surrender

Me: agar koi tumhare saamne apna ego khatm kar de w/o destroying his/her personality
how can u not love him/her?

Person:i agree,if a person can do this for u ,tumhe usse better koi nahi mil sakta

Surrender..Answers Please

Any kind of love has one thing at its core: Surrender. We can add adjectives to classify it like surrender of ego, surrender of mind etc, but they will serve no purpose. A love , whether purely physical, mental or spiritual has to have surrender. Is all love that we come across in our life just meant to teach us this very simple thing. Because to transcend the self-imposed barriers, love for HIM needs to be inculcated. And Love for Him also doesnt come w/o surrender.
When surrender happens, what changes? We change. And we have seen this at work. We see this at work in all our relationships, bar none. The love sprouts out of this surrender. How many of us will not fall for someone who is ready to surrender for us, who changes for us, who is ready to let go his/her normal mental entrapments, definitions of personality ?
Then why do we find it so difficult to do it for HIM. The answers I seek.

ek naya sansaar banana hai

kshitiz ke paar jaana hai
ek naya sansaar banana hai

sankuchit si lagti hai duniya
seemaon ko nirarthak banana hai

sunte aaye aaj tak
ki sambhav nahi hai ye swapna
saare khyalo ko dur bhagana hai
ek naya sansaar banana hai

apni kayarta ko dur bhagana hai
mila ke haath,
is nabh ko bhi
dharti se milana hai
ek naya sansaar banana hai

us sansaar me koi dukhi na hoga
ye kah nahi sakte
par sabke paas dukh batane ka
sukh hoga
aisa ek sansaar banana hai


Ram rajya me rajya baad me
pahle apne Raam ko Lana hai
ek naya sansaar banana hai

kshitiz ke paar jaana hai
ek naya sansaar banana hai

Bakwaas

har ehsaas se acha hota hai bakwaas
doston ko laata ye kitna paas
na ho jeevan me
to jeevan ho jaye bhari
deta hai ye jeevan ko nayi saas


dosti ki shuruat hai ye
shuru ka hast-milaap hai ye
paas jo laye wo aujar hai ye
aur ruthe doston ko jo hasaye
wo kalalar hai ye
har ehsaaas



kaha ek kawi ne kal
jo na ho bakwaas
to kaise karate hum shrota ko ehsaas
ki kya kya sunte ho aap
aur jo aap sunte hi ho itna anargal
to le jhelo ek kawita jo humne likhi kal
aur wo shuru ho gaya
har ehsaas..


aap bhi meri baat maano
kamar kas ke taano
jo koi mile
usko suna do
bas rakhna itna khyal
uske baad mat dikhna
uske aaspaas

kya kare man

kya kare man
jab koi itna pyara lagne lage
ki uski hansi se dhup cheepne lage

khyal ban saath chalti rahe
parchai me wo dikhti rahe
man bahke to bahakne se kaise roke
armaan jage to jagne se kaise roke
kya kare man
....


tanhai ho ya juhum
har waqt khyalo me bas wo
har khyal jab pyara lage
ye saath jab sabse nyara lage
kya kare man
....


subah uskakhyal uthaye
raat ko uski garmi sulaye
din me bhi kitna tadpaye
par kyun is bhav ko hum hataye
kya kare man
....


uski mushkan se
jeevan ka har pal sarthak lage
bina uski awaz ke
har din thoda bhari lage
kya kare man
....

Short story

The flying bird saw a beautiful princess.It went to her. Narad qaid ho gaye ek sunahare pinjare me.

First story

Ajay stepped into the garden once again. It always gave him a sense of peace when he came to the garden. The beauty of the flowers, their fragrance quitened not just his mind, but his soul too. He always made it a point not to touch any flower.
"A flower is a flower and I am I . We are two diff entities. Why should I spoil it by plucking it? " He had explained to Vijay yesterday only.
But today, it was something diff. Maybe it was a result of not having a flower in his shirt like all others did. "Comeon man, all the flowers are meant to make ur shirt more beautiful. They also want the same " Vijay had countered yesterday. Maybe that had enflamed some inner desire.
He went to his favourite part of the garden and gazed at that particular dahlia. What he saw in that dahlia , he could never figure out. Maybe its simplicity when compared to the roses. Maybe its non-assuming nature when compared to the sunflower. He could never explain it. All he knew was that just gazing at that dahlia had a special effect. It not just quitened him like other flowers but somehow, it seemed to make him Happy.
He had even asked the gardener abt it a few times. The reply was always the same:"You are you. Dahlia is dahlia. You dont have to pin it to your shirt. If I want it, it will be done".
Lost in these thoughts, he reached very close to the dahlia. He just could not stop himself from holding it in his hands. He cupped his hands delicately , very delicately around it. "Touch it already", came the voice from behind. He turned arnd and saw Vijay. "Touch it already. That will give you real happiness."
He touched. He put it on his shirt.How good it looked there? But then something happened.The flower which was happy till a moment back seemed very desolate now. When Ajay saw himself in the neighbouring pond, he saw Vijay.
And then, he CRIED. Tears rolled down his eyes. Tears not from eyes, they seemed to well up from his soul. He cried and he cried:"Oh gardener, what have I done"
Suddenly, heard a sound"Wake up my child. Reserve these tears. " The voice of the gardener was comforting. The tears stopped.
With start, he woke up and saw that the dahlia was still there. Vijay was lurking in the shadows but seemed afraid. And in one side, there was the gardener , smiling as always.