Master Piece.......

A zeal,
or a deal,
from me to the mine,
voice is thundering,
and heart is pumping,

where you wanna to go,
an echo asked,
No,no where,
no hurries,
i am here,
stand still and alive,
go back to the work,

a single deed,
perfection indeed,
just burst out with passion along,
not mere temptation alone,

a long awaited,
creation on hold,
just a single one,
and lot of self applause,

Best out of me,
for me,
for mine esteem,
wanna to create,
a great work,
that chasing me,
like my magnum opus....

EPIGENETICS:Thoughts can regulate genes....

In the era of 21st century everything is controlled & mechanized but how much control do we really have on our own life,emotions & most importantly on our health?This thing i realized when i fell ill for a short period and i really wanted to go gym,tennis classes and many others but my body didn't support me.That time i noticed whenever you talk to any doctor they said everything will be fine,nothing wrong with you just take little bit rest and proper medication for sometimes.On one hand they test Pap-smear,ultra-sound many other kind of serious tests and the other hand they says nothing wrong with you.Why do medical science pressurize on positive thinking?Now the emerging bio-medical researches answer these kind of puzzles in the form of epigenetics....

According to mythology our thought & belief process simply affects our health .As well as Positive Thinking, Optimism, Gratitude and Happiness govern our health . The Power of Positive Thinking is key of healthy lifestyle.According to many biologist change in your thoughts and beliefs can simply change your health.For understand this i have to recall whatever i have been read in my graduation(B.Tech,Biotech).Why did we read a lot about human genome?What is central dogma and role of central dogma in our psychology and psychiatry ?


Famous author Deepak Chopra's book "God: A Story of Revelation" is mentioned some points.According to him “ Every day brings new evidence that the mind-body connection reaches right down to the activities of our genes. How this activity changes in response to our life experiences is referred to as “epigenetics” ”.Genes affect so many things as eye color,height and other physical characteristics those are predetermined by inherited genes.Along with surroundings also affects a lot from criminality to belief in God.A long ago Eriksen discussed "CENTRAL DOGMA"in molecular biology which states biological information can regulate only in single direction from DNA to RNA to PROTEINS.Basically it explains lack of power to do anything or change anything about the health of your body because it's all compel by genetic code.But later on this theory is rejected by scientists and it is stated that everything can be controlled by our surroundings & eating habits according to Human Genome Project.


Eriksen states an experiment regarding it:
"Cairns took bacteria in which lactase couldn't produce by genes and placed in petri dishes where only food present was lactase.In some-days dishes were colonized by bacterias and bacterial DNA changed in response of environment.DNA Replication process has changed accordingly.Thus,some biological information flows in both ways PROTEIN to DNA and DNA to PROTEIN & counters 'CENTRAL DOGMA'.As our genes influence how we literally see the positive and negative aspects of our world more clearly, we may come to believe the world has more rewards or threats.” vice-versa our lookout for life can change the way of gene regulation also.

As mentioned in my recently completed book "Super Brain",Our neural networks are being amended with every thought & feelings.Till the date there is no explanation of how the potential actions & synapses of nerve cells produces an experiences.
The communication among neural networks and brain wiring is ever changing depends on feelings,emotions & thoughts.Thus brain mapping and genomes are aligned,work according to human experiences.

So be positive your today's thinking shapes your genetic future.

A salute to great HeRoes.....

How do you feel?When you heard a lot about someone.About his dedication,sincerity,efficiency & about a great friendship.Then sudden you find out he is no more.The news of death has shocked you.You might experience a variety of emotions as disbelief, numbness & sadness .After the news has passed about tragic incident regarding Capt Prem Kumar Patil & Maj Dhruv Yadav's death.We’re struggling to cope.I put carefully Capt Prem Kumar'S notepad which i found in my home & never noticed by me.But now i reviewed it several times,how was his hand writing,his deeds,schedules definitely i am not getting those stuff.In the end of year i am recalling their last rites and heart-wrenching stories.I salute their families for their great sacrifice and sufferings.

Ek kali,
jo khilne se phale hi bikhar gayi,
vo deep jo or roshni deta,
achanak hi bujh gaya,
ek suraj jo badah raha tha gagan ki or,
kanhi beech me hi badalon se chup gaya....

palkon ke panno ka khawaab,
vo gaurav gatha,
kisi ka taa-umar intjaar,
us raagni ka saaz,
jukh gaya vatan us laal ke samaan me,
chahta hu aansuo se paanv thode me bi,
vo pakhaar du,

Sat-sat naman tujhe e gaurav,
samarpit is dharti maa me tu,
dhanay hai maati ye,
kusum bi ho jaye fida,
lipat us tirange me,
shaan tu badhaye ja....

dhanay hai,
ye desh,
ye maati,
or ye balidaan,
jo labon se na ho banyaa....


SALUTE........

Bibliophile..........

I can't,
really i can't,
you believe or not,
i can't stay away from you....

I couldn't resist myself,
you are started missing,
feeling empty inside,
start looking for you like an addicted....

You yes you are,
my beloved,
my friend,
my sophist,
my accompanied,

I loose myself in you,
and find me in you always,
no matter,
what's the time,area,place or space,
what subject you have,
and how much....

How people feel alone,
when you are here....

You taught me everything,
you told me everything,
you shared everything to me....

I live so many lives with you,
and dive so deep,
you make me cry,
you make me laugh,

I don't know
when i fall for you,
Yes i am bibliophile,
and you are my beloved........

PAUSE........

Lets freeze,
every movement,
each the step,

interlude yourself,
from rushing along time,
don't know its defense or offense,

waving hands in vagueness,
to remove all mist,
taking step back,

lift my head,
up to the sky,
to find the radiance,

watching the past,
staring at those scares,
and thinking this time,
they'll allow you to bloom,

trapped in ambiguity,
analyzing the present,
observing with patience,
believe that history will not repeat,

yes a pause,
a long pause,
whenever brimming with doubt,

a deep silence,
and a keen observance,
with a strong back up plan,

MOVE AHEAD.....

DEATH.....

INSPIRATION-'THE BOOK THEIF'


A huge dark shadow,
some thunderful clouds,
dawn at dusk,
day curl it's eyes within.
And day enclose.

twilight tears of night surround,
silence sounds alone,

i roar,
i am death,
and roam alot,
and takes the life,

but someone catch me,
that innocent pretty face,
and dive for the waterless,
for find the reason,

the difference between live and mortal,
live washed out years spent on nothing,

dive to understand me,
in deep and intense,

a life,happiness,love,
disappear instantly,
and sorrow begin,
what happened to them?

all games,politics,
evil intentions,
finished,
everything is gone,

all burdens are gone,
no difference remain,

yes,i am death,
who remove all differences,

now all is soothed cold and cool,
calm, heal sunburnt skin,
dim sum world remain,


so how to live,
for whom to live?
in you're hands in this abrupt world......

ROSES.....

A rose,
lovely rose,
have in the form of heart,

a beautiful heart,
a lovely heart,
that realize me
i am alive,

symbolize love,
in beautiful form,


an admirable love,
sometimes mine & yours,
always have two faces,
joy & sorrow,
petal & thorn,

whenever i put this rose close to my heart,
thorns hurt,
blood start ,
red paint my heart,
you could'nt see,

a heart,
a beautiful heart,
symbolize purity,
that realize we are different from each other,

only that person can see,
who realize its color in deep,
that beautiful color,
that velvety texture,

you touched and passed,
but couldn't sense,

rose is faded,
and sweet smell is gone,
beauty shadowed,
you didn't understand,
& make prank all of that,

roaming alone,
patiently waited alot,

but the desires last ,
like some thorn's harsh,
a wind blow down all petals,
they scattered a long ago,

and i saw all,
with plane face,
all finished,

again a cool breeze across,
realize me,am alive,
i collect all petals,
and smile,

realize life have more petals than no. of thorns,
and walk with smile eternal....

Failure.....

A broken glass,
again & again,

its pieces voice,
again & again,

i pressed my ears & tears apart,
all grief burst out,

an aim,
looking for i am,

its broken,
all fingers bleed,

how could i become so irresponsible?
all persistent efforts are exaushtible,

failure,
an unbearable failure,

it's like a chose a frame,
and form a paint,

a glass paint,
consistent worked on it,

plonked it at last,
at the time of final touch,

what was that?
irresistibly my heart's asking to me,

isn't it carelessness,
a work never done till frame isn't fit,

but what i did,
watching my hands scars,

these hurt alot,
but its conveyed me every time,

just do consistent work with cautiously.....

but this failure,
an unbearable failure,

reached the same place,
where i did a start,

i am watching my hands scars,
those recall me,
again & again,

don't be careless next time,
because opportunity will come,
again & again.....

PERISHABLE...............

I close my eyes tight,
waves of river plough into rocks,

see all memories purblind,
sometimes mines & sometimes your's,


sometimes a guardian,
sometimes a friend,
sometimes an enemy,
sometimes most loving person,
sometimes my field,
sometimes my work,
sometimes passion,
sometimes aggression,

every passing movement,
a passed movement or upcoming movement,
tell me everyone,everything,
gave me so much behold,
i want to hold it tightly,
but forget alot,


can time & sand bounded or holded slightly,
more & more i close my palm tightly ....

surrounding attack,
forced to act,
opened my palm,
let everything go alone,

yes perishable,perishability,
know,knew,
particular bonding,togetherness & particular timing met ,

cosmic never same always,
but all this perishability gave me alot,
left that smile,
one of the same.........:-)

so live in present & enjoy everything because it is decaying and world is perishable....

OBSERVER.......

Sitting quite in corner,
but holds alot,

you yes you are the gazer,
the gazer of time,
a history purblind,
continuous trying to understand different game,

a game,
a game of throne,
a game of opposites,
a game of stigma,
become sometimes enigma,

feel broken inside,
immediately hiding all gloom ,
nobody can see,
silence,nothing but ,
another thought starts,


try to search,
sometimes to urge,
flout of society,
lampoon publicly,

a wave bounced by inner side,
we live day after day,
life start progress on uneven plane,
my soul dying and rebirth,

want to embrace life,
and spread humanity,

I am the nothing just a observer.....

Manipulation.......

a quarrel,
sometimes contradiction,
internal and external,
spiritual or intellectual,
friction continues.............



can't alter acts,
can't wear mask infront of people,
can't act,
nobody can alter me,
am not dummy,


mocking whole the world,
mocking behind back,mocking infront,
can be it possible,
can mocking ourself also??

at somewhere,sometime,
my broken heart and shattered mind,
saying to me....


there is a place,
where between lies and battered ties,
purity remain,
i covered my face,
and cry hard,

i want that purity,
not manipulation....

Shreystha.........

jivan spandan,
ek anokha bandhan,

kabhi neend me mere chipak,
vo chote se hriday ki dhak-dhak,
thoda mujhse badkar thodda is jeevan se badkar,

tum kon ho,kanha se aayi ho,
ek baar fir nayaa jivan sang le aayi ho,

tumhe pyaar se nihaarte,
to in hathon se sahlate hathon ka kampan,

ek pyaari jhalak se nikale do aansoono ka sangrahan,

tum kanha se aayi ho,
apne sang naya jivan layi ho,

na jane kyon apne se bhi jayda apnapan basaalayi ho,
dheron athkeliyaan basaaye roz her roz kuch naya sikha jati ho,

tumhara athak prayaas,
pal pal ka sangarsh,
aage badne or jaldi bade hone ki kosis,

kanhi kaan me hole se kah jati hai,
nanhi jaan nahi ruki tum kaise ruk sakte ho,

vo kilkariyaan,
to vo rudan,
chod saare kaam apne pass bula leta hai,
to bhaut yaad bi aata hai,

me nahi jaan pata mera jivan bina tumahre astitav or darshan,
dahnayavaad mere jivan me aane hetu.........

Satya........

Kyu juth ka saaya bojh dalta hai hirday per,
kya koi ghar bas paaya hai is par........

sataya ajay hai,satya katu hai,
ye kaisi duvidha hai jise na hirday samjh paye....

ye bolta hai bol de sab anyaay,
khol de juth pariyaay,

per tu kya payega,
hamesha ki tarah thoker hi khayega,

khud per kardam hi uchal javega,
khud kalusit na hoker bhi dusron ki najron me kalusit ban jayega,

kisne kha tha satyamev-jayte?
saansarikta me to astay hi vijay hota hai,

tumhara ek satya,
ek katu satya!
ek diwar ki darrar ban sakta hai,
jannat ko jahunum bana sakta hai,

me apne-aap ko is kasmash me fansaa pata hun,
kiska saath du,

kyonki janha satya-astay hai kisi ek ko to haarna hi hai,
to kyu na kuch ache khatir astay ko jitne diya jaye,

per me ruk ker phir sochta hu ,
kanhi meri ye ek chupi kisi or ko na leen jaye,

per satya bhi mujhe,
kanha kalank,kaleshon se bacha pata hai,
apitu usme or phasva jata hai,

mera antah-karan,
lagatar mere andar parahar ker raha hai,
or me sochta hun?
kisne kaha tha satyamev-jayte,

aaj ke baad shama un sabhi se,
jinse maine satya kaha tha,
MICCHAMI DUKKADAM................

Discontent.........

a little dumb,dull,devastated,
i walk in dark night,
golden moment, passing flashback insight....

a little tensed,
past,present and future purblind,
running with less work,more dream,
less time,more province in my mind....

i am left back,
very back,
on tracking ground,
sitting still,watching them,
running around....

a little mistake,
a single wrong turn,
and a pathetic nightmare,
can i catch them again?
i am asking to myself....

yes,you can,
someone mumble in my ear,
you can catch yourself,
can break records....

you are still on track,
and i am giving you your field,
just use it....
see it,
collect it,
and start,

because i don't teach you to surrender.....

THROE.....

ek khawab hai jo sone nahi deta,
bar-bar haar jane per bi rone nahi deta.....

dil ki ek udaan hai,
vicharon ka samndar hai rukne nahi deta....

ek kasak hai,tees hai,
ek pal ko bi baithne nahi deta......

nahi maalum ant kya hoga?
per ek pal ko bi nirasha ko jeetne nahi deta.....

ek khawab hai sone nahi deta....

beshak nahi janta me raajneeti,sadyantra,
ek vyasta dimag hai duniya ke bare me sochne nahi deta....

nahi janta kaun hai?kya hai?kya chal raha hai?
saayad me janna bi nahi chahta....

ek rasta hai bas,
kaise jana hai,kitna jana hai,
nahi janta,
per phir vahi khawab hai jo baith jane per bi ,
baithne nahi deta...

manzil hai or ek safar hai,
me beech dariya me maidan chodna nahi chahta....

ek baar jo suruaat ker di hai,
ab dum niklne se phale bhagne nahi dega.....

ek khawab hai jo sone nahi dega.....

AAENAA.....

kabhi-kabhi aaena puchata hai,
kitna ker liya?
kanha tak pahunche????

roz subh uthte hi,
muh dhote vakat umar batataa hai,
phir puchta hai khud se,
kanha tak panhuche??

me sochta hu kuch ruk ker,
kanha tak pauncha hu??
lakshay kanha tak banayaa tha?

din per din,raat per raat nikalti jaati hai,
chakarvahuy me or phsti jaati hai,
jalad se jalad isse nikalna hoga,
ya soch ker hi so gaye,
ker lenge se na kaam chalega....

ab aaine me dekh aaena bhi sarmaane lagaa hai.....

ye mahtav nahi nahi rakhta tum kon ho,kya ker rahe ho,
apitu jo ker rahe ho kaya mann se ker rahe ho,
jeet rahe ho ya haar rahe ho,
kya lagan se ker rahe ho,

kyunki sab mil jayega bus tum kush to ho,
kyonki muskurate pratibimb ka to ye aaena bi mukura swagat ker raha hai......

KHUBSURT..

Kabhi-kabhi muskura jab uthti hu,
to khud hi khud se muskura baaten karta hai....

aaina bi tarif karta hai,
or muskurahat ke saath aankho ki chamak khahti hai,
achi lag rahi ho,
main muskura taal deti hu....

khushi se jhumte hu subh-subh bahar nikalti hu,
to hava kahati hai bandhe baloon me pyaari si gudiya lagti ho,
main shaitaani ke sath hanskar baal khol deti hu.....

tabhi badal niharta sa dhak leta hai,
taki dhup na lage,
me jhuk ker shukriya ker deti hu....

main teji se chalti,
deri se bachti bhagti hu,
to pass ka hi baag muskurata hai,
or phool muskura kahta hai....
dino-din khubsoort hoti ja rahi ho,
main khil-khila deti hun or dali chidh jati hai....


main manjil ka rasta pakad leti hun,
to rasta niharta sa ,tham leta hai,
or kahata hai,kyu ja rahi ho?
chalo aaj sair per chalte hai,
main ankhe taraa deti hu....

phunchte hi meri dost khahti hai,
kya khub lag rahi ho?
me khil-khila kheh deti hu,
tumse jayda nahi....

phir aate vakt bi sabhi milte hai or
shaam ka shahar jhankta hai, kone me se....

main muskura padhti kitab si,
chandni chahre pe aa girti hai,
or chand khidki per aa jaata hai,
main khol khidki use dekhti si,
vo lori suna sula jata hai,
sapne me spana khata hai,
aaj-kal khoobsurat lagti ho,
me karwat le simat jaati hu....

FANTASY........

With beautiful smile ,above the clouds ,
Gently u welcoming me,
I give my hand to u,
Blue eyes with rigid posture twinkling,
Stare continuously in my eyes,
Deepen more deepen,
Like all dreams come true,
Leave me with half-hearted …….

Hold me with a run,
Whenever I stumble,
Whenever devastetly I turn,
Make me smile and leave all works,
Collect all pearl rolling down through my cheeks…..

SuddenLY says to me "I am dream",
I accept,”yes”
Laughed and mummbled myself,
How can It be real??
It’s a fantasy just fantasy…….
And started with smile………
.nobody is there,nobody......

My precious.........

My precious…..







MY PRECIOUS
A precious little one
I am,
Always for you,
When time seems too hard to bear,
I vision for you,
Beautiful smile blink on your face,
A lovely bond twinkle in your eyes ,

when I feel alone at times,
you hold my hand tightly and being around,
you reach within my soul,
and fill it with all hope,
Even in darkest hour,
You wipe my tears and chase the gloom,
Mistakenly I hurt you a lot,
You live with me with laughter and childhood,
You are a gift for me ,my precious!!
Just be with me,
You are precious in my eyes

PRERNA

Some people take granted women in their life but still somwhere some people still belive that wife is their strenght.....



AN ISPIRATION

Me jab bi tumhe dekhta hu,
ya tum meri taraf dekhti ho,
tum,kuch jayda hi gambhir or udas hoti ho....
me,tab ye sochta rahta hu,
jivan ke har pal ka ant(end)aise hi kyu hota hai?
tum bahar se sukhi jata khud dukhi rahti ho....
me,jab udas hota hu,
nirudeshay vicharo ke vihad van(forest) me bhatakta hu,
tum,bina kuch kahe mujhe raah dikha deti ho.....
me,jivan haara hua vayakti hu,
har pal ye mjhe baichan udasi deta hai,
tum,ek jhalak se mujhe aasvast karti ho.....
me,bhar uthta hu ativ aatm shakti se,
aatm-glani or shinta se,
tum,mere andar ek esfurtimay umang bharti ho....
me,tumhara vishwas na digne dunga,
khud ko ab or nahi girne dunga,
tum,mujhe vaise hi prerit(inspire) karna,
jaise ki ab karti ho....

ANONYMOUS