ZINDAGI NA MILEGI DOBARA --- Poetry

Dil Aakhir Tu Kyun Rota Hai – (Thi Shayari comes when Farhan is heartbroken after meeting his estranged dad)

Jab-Jab Dard Ka Baadal Chaya
Jab Gham Ka Saya Lehraya
Jab Aansoo Palkon Tak Aya
Jab Yeh Tanha Dil Ghabraya
Humne Dil Ko Yeh Samjhaya
Dil Aakhir Tu Kyun Rota Hai

Duniya Mein Yunhi Hota Hai
Yeh Jo Gehre Sannaate Hain
Waqt Ne Sabko Hi Baante Hain
Thoda Gham Hai Sabka Kissa
Thodi Dhoop Hai Sabka Hissa
Aankh Teri Bekaar Hi Nam Hai
Har Pal Ek Naya Mausam Hai
Kyun Tu Aise Pal Khota Hai
Dil Aakhir Tu Kyun Rota Hai

Translated version:

when the cloud of sadness came over,
when the shadow of sorrow waved,
when tears reached eyelids,
when the lonely heart was worried,
I told the heart
O heart, why do u cry
it happens in the world,
the deep silences that are there,
time has given them to all,
a little sorrow is part of everyone's story,
and everyone has got some sunshine,
your eyes are wet for no reason,
every moment it's a new weather,
why do you lose moments like that,O heart, why do u cry..

Pighle Neelam Sa – (This Shayari comes after the trio’s deep sea dive).

Pighle Neelam Sa Behta Ye Sama
Neeli Neeli Si Khamoshiyan
Na Kahin Hai Zameen Na Kahin Aasmaan
Sarsaraati Hui Tehniyaan-Pattiyaan
Keh Rahi Hain Bas Ek Tum Ho Yahan
Bas Main Hoon, Meri Saanse Hain Aur Meri Dhadkane
Aisi Gehraiyaan, Aisi Tanhaiyaan, Aur Main… Sirf Main
Apne Hone Par Mujhko Yakeen Aa Gaya

Translated version:

a thought, that hasn't reached lips,
peeks from the eyes,
it asks for some words-
sometimes from you, sometimes from me..
wearing which, it may reach lips,
and may flaunt holding the arms of voice,
but the thought that it is,
it's just, only, feeling,
as if some smell floats in the air,
smell, that is soundless,
that you know about,
and I know about,
it can't be hidden from the world either,
don't know how a secret it is..

Zinda Ho Tum – (This Shayari comes in the climax)

Dilon Mein Tum Apni Betaabiyan Leke Chal Rahe Ho, Toh Zinda Ho Tum
Nazar Mein Khwabo Ki Bijliyan Leke Chal Rahe Ho, Toh Zinda Ho Tum

Hawa Ke Jhokon Ke Jaise Aazad Rehna Seekho
Tum Ek Dariya Ke Jaise Lehron Mein Behna Seekho
Har Ek Lamhe Se Tum Milo Khole Apni Baahein
Har Ek Pal Ek Naya Samaa Dekhiye

Jo Apni Aankhon Mein Hairaniya Leke Chal Rahe Ho, Toh Zinda Ho Tum
Dilon Mein Tum Apni Betaabiyan Leke Chal Rahe Ho, Toh Zinda Ho Tum

Translated version:

If you are moving with an eagerness in your heart, then you are alive..
if you're moving with the sparks of dreams in your eyes, then you're alive..
learn to live freely like the gusts of wind,
Learn to flow in waves, like a river does..
Meet every moment with your arms open,
Every moment these eyes should watch a new weather,
If you're moving with a bewilderment in your eyes then you are alive,
If you are moving with an eagerness in your heart, then you are alive..

Reference:
Bolly Meaning
Shayarism

Short Story - Bad Temper

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.

The first day, the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a

scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one."

Short Story - Fleming

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to eke out a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow
and terrifying death.
The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.
"I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."
"No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied, waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel.
"Is that your son?" the nobleman asked. "Yes," the farmer replied proudly.
"I'll make you a deal. Let me take him and give him a good education.
If the lad is anything like his father, he'll grow to a man you can be proud of."
And that he did. In time, Farmer Fleming's son graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.
Years afterward, the nobleman's son was stricken with pneumonia.
What saved him? Penicillin.
The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill.
His son's name? Sir Winston Churchill.

Short Story - Flower

A man stopped at a flower shop to order some flowers to be wired to his mother who lived two hundred miles away.
As he got out of his car he noticed a young girl sitting on the curb sobbing.
He asked her what was wrong and she replied, "I wanted to buy a red rose for my mother.
But I only have seventy-five cents, and a rose costs two dollars."
The man smiled and said, "Come on in with me. I'll buy you a rose."
He bought the little girl her rose and ordered his own mother's flowers.
As they were leaving he offered the girl a ride home.
She said, "Yes, please! You can take me to my mother."
She directed him to a cemetery, where she placed the rose on a freshly dug grave.
The man returned to the flower shop, canceled the wire order, picked up a bouquet and drove the two hundred miles to his mother's house.

Short Story - Wait For The Brick

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! He slammed on the brakes and drove the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car, shouting, "What was that all about and who are you?
Just what the heck are you doing?
That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money.
Why did you do it?"
The young boy was apologetic. "Please mister ... please, I'm sorry... I didn't know what else to do," he pleaded.
"I threw the brick because no one else would stop..."
With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car.
"It's my brother," he said.
"He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."

Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."
Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out his fancy handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay.

"Thank you and may God bless you," the grateful child told the stranger.
Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the little boy push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home. It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!

God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us.

It's our choice: Listen to the whisper ... or wait for the brick !!!

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