"Mohabbat bhi Zindagi ki tarah hoti hai
Har mod asaan nehi hota, har mod pe khushiya nehi milti.
Jab hum zindagi ka saath nehi chhodte toh
Mohabbat ka saath kyun chhode??



ज़िंदगी उन दोनों के  नाम कर दी मैंने
तबाही के लिए मशहूर है जो 
एक  मोहब्बत दिल से निभाया
दूसरी ये शराब है .



शिकायते तो बहोत है खुदा से
और ये मोड़ भी अजीब ज़िन्दगी की
ज़ज्बात भी कशमकश पे है ... 

नाराजगी जताए
या रोये जार जार II


Habit...The Second Nature

When its about social gatherings...i am far away from this, those who are the regular readers of my blog knows it full well but this time the situation was different, it was the birthday of one of my closed relatives and i have been given some responsibilities which i had to complete in between the dead line.
Around 8 PM when the guests started to visit the party i was totally busy with my thoughts sitting in the crowd in the corner of a sofa coz i found not a single place in the entire house where i could spend time alone, even not the terrace. 

Different people made different groups as it happens in every party and were busy in their discussion or in gossips, nothing attractive were there...not a single young lady, oh God so much boring it was but the situation changed after a while when Mr.Ghosh entered there with his family, they took seats in the dining hall and the host were introducing Mr. Ghosh with other invitees, after a while when Mr. Ghosh was talking with some other people he informed them that his daughter is suffering from lots of diseases from very childhood days, though she is under treatment in a famous nursing home of India but her diseases are so much critical that those cant be healed totally, he has to visit the nursing home two times a year yet not much improvement has been observed in her daughter's condition,it happens frequently that her daughter has to take bed rest for six to seven days which hampers her study a lot.

All these information Mr.Ghosh not only shared with a single  group of people rather before the dinner when he was spending time with other groups he was talking about his daughter's condition and every time his family members, i mean his wife and his daughter were present there.

If you see his daughter you can easily understand her physical condition, she i presently a student of first year in college but she will look like a girl of seven or eighth standard...her growth has slowed down due to the diseases.

So, what i experienced while i was roaming in the house in the search of a lone place...

The group of Aunties, they were discussing about the girl, they all were very upset knowing her condition and there were sad feelings in their hearts which they were expressing through their words,like

"May God bless this child"

"Oh God, how poor girl she is, think about her pains and sufferings"

"she has to tolerate so tough moments in life"

I shifted myself from that place and entered in another room where some uncles were discussing about the same girl...

"i think Mr.Ghsoh has burden over his shoulder of loans otherwise such treatment is very tough to carry on"

"Think about the expenditure her father has to bear every month, i wish the girl recovers soon"

Finding no space to spend time alone i returned back to dinner hall and after a while the dinner has been served and i was very happy that now very soon i can leave this place.

After returning back home being freshen up i just opened my computer that time my sister entered in my room and asked angrily...

was it very necessary for Mr.Ghsosh to repeatedly inform the people about the condition of her daughter in front of her? does not he have the common sense that it will affect the psychology of her daughter, it will make her mentally weak and she will loose her strength to fight again the diseases, does not he have the minimum common sense that what to speak and where to speak?

Being a teacher my sister is much concerned about the mentality and the psychology of that girl, this is what she does not only in school rather to the students who take tuition from her and in this field she has quite good hold this is the reason her students not only share their problem related to subject or study rather they share their personal problem and always have got benefits.

This is what i wanted to focus through this real life experience...

My sister has seen and analyzed Mr.Ghosh and her daughter through a certain angle...according to her nature.

On the other hand...those aunties, who have motherly feelings were much worried  about the pain and sufferings of that girl.

Those uncles, who are the head of the families and taking care of the financial issues from several years, were much worried about the financial burden that Mr.Ghosh has to bear.

what about me?...

From the time i have heard about that girl i was constantly trying to figure out which vegetables and exercises can help her to improve her body immunity and will help to fight the diseases, but when returned back from when i completed thinking about that issue for one hour i dropped the idea of suggesting anything to Mr.Ghosh, coz why he will listen to me? who am i ? i am not a professional body builder not even i am a certified  nutritionist, yes some people have got benefits getting suggestions from me coz they personally know me from several years and my attachment to physical exercise but Mr.Ghosh knows nothing about me, so naturally he will ignore me, i have experienced it earlier, so i had to drop the idea.


Ghost/Spirit/Devil---A Real Life experience

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So far my experience is concerned about ghost...i have never SEEN them.

probably its the natural basic instinct of every human being that everyone becomes curious about ghost, to see them, to experience their existence at least one time in their life. so i also been driven out by this instinct during the last phase of my school life almost once upon a time, those days conquering my fear i was gradually being a boy of brave heart and strong mind(In case of Ghosts, not human beings), now a days when i think about my days of fear for ghost i feel to laugh out at myself coz now i know human beings can be more harmful than the ghosts.

So, those days i started to find out a place where i can see them, asked lots of people and my friends and at the end of more than one year of searching what i realized is...whenever its about ghost, some people will inform you about a certain place where you can see them but at the end the speaker will disappoint you showing certain reasons,like...the haunted house is no more or will take you there but never will be or they will inform that due to new houses has been built around in that area so you will hardly find any spirit there.

But today what i am gonna share is not a work of fiction...
from last two three months i have been addicted to horror movies, Conjuring(all the parts), Insidious, The unborn and many other movies i have watched, the result it has caused is...the electricity bill of our house has been increased three times, my family members were in shock for this sudden increase, actually what happened is...from the day i have started watching the horror movies the lights in my room , in the dining and of the bathroom remains on for the entire night...there should be no darkness...

when i was in this addiction that time one day i visited Chetan's house, he came here in this week ends,due to work load its not possible for him to visit his house every week end, so that day when i visited his house Aunty invited me for the dinner, when there is chicken i don't perform any formality and accept the invitation immediately. it was around 10 PM when we took our chairs,i know its not the good habit to talk during eating but Chetan is a very "slow eater"(as i call him) so naturally conversation started and the discussion about Ghost gradually raised,i expressed my interest to see the Ghosts, Aunty was busy in kitchen, Chetan was listening to me very curiously, that time Aunty joined our discussion, while taking the chair she said

...i have never seen Ghosts but there is a sudden experience in my life,i think you will be interested to listen

Then she looked at Chetan and said

...i thought i should share this with you much ago but i did not find any logic to share, specially when we are not attached with that place.

Chetan asked curiously

...Place? which place?

Aunty smiled and replied

...A place related to you, let me share my experience.

With a short gap she looked at me and she started

...Those days we were living in our village, it was summer days when one day around 11:30 am i was busy to complete my works in the kitchen, Chetan and his father both were in school, my mother-in-law was taking sun bath in the first floor after oiling her legs and hands. that time someone knocked at the door,when i opened the door i found a monk like person, dressed in saffron wear and a Trishul in his hand, i thought probably he is a beggar and will ask for food grains or money but  the person asked for some water, i thought may be he is thirsty that's why asking for water and later will ask for money so at first i went to the kitchen to take  a glass of  water and then went to my room and took some money also, when i returned i saw he was totally drown in his thoughts, he was looking at the south west corner of our house....

Here i must inform you the structure of Chetan's house in village which i have visited three four times and stayed for few hours...

Entering through the main door(wooden door) in the left side(east direction) there is a long Varandah perpendicular to the door , the Varandah is attached with two rooms situated at right angles to each other, at the end of the varandah  there is kitchen(South east direction). In the right side a huge place contains different types of plants and trees...yes this is the garden, there is a mango tree at the right side of the entrance approximately ten feet from the door, during summer season the tree is reached with delicious mangoes, after the garden almost in the south west direction the bathroom is situated,as it used to happen in old days, the bathroom used to be separate from house.

Aunty continued

...i knocked him two times "baba" "baba" but he did not respond, i was surprised with his gesture and non-moving appearance, knocked again and then he responded, he was thinking something very deeply, took the glass of water from me, when he finished i expected he will ask for money but he did not. then he looked at me and said

...if i suggest you something will you listen to me?

i requested him earnestly to suggest whatever he thinks better for us, he replied with a calm voice

...If possible arrange a puja for this house, the griha shanti puja(worship for the peace of the house)

i asked very curiously and politely the reason behind it.
he replied

...there is some devil power i can sense in the South west corner of your house...
Aunty just finished it Chetan screamed out loudly

...what are you saying?

he shouted out so loudly that the chicken piece which i was about to take into my mouth fallen down in the plate, Aunty was looking at him with extended eyes and uncle asked angrily from the bedroom "why are you shouting at this time of night?" 

Chetan continued lowering his voice

...what are you saying mom?

why are you being so surprised?...aunty asked curiously know from my very childhood days i have always felt an errie feelings whenever i used to look at that corner of house, i thought may be because i am afraid of ghosts but later when i grew up,crossed the age of fifteen the fear of ghosts totally vanished but still whenever i used to look at that corner i felt something unusual, you will not believe but two years back when i visited our village house(i accompanied Chetan) i still felt the same.

Aunty was listening to Chetan but did not react much, she continued

...yes, i can understand your feelings, that monk suggested me to arrange a puja but also informed me that he has felt the existence of a powerful devil power there, he informed that a single puja will hardly bring any change and to make me realize the effects he said..."no one in this house will live a peaceful and properous life, everyone will go through very tough situations and alwyas face problems in life which will lead to a pathetic ending" and yes he was right  all the people who has spent their lives in that house has always faced unexpected problems in life and the ones who has left that house their lives has changed suddenly, though none of them has performed any other effort or hard work for the up-fitments, they just continued their works and prosperity and peace started to shower their life with lots of blessings.
Taking a short pause she started again...
I thought  the monk suggested me for the puja so that he can make some earnings but surprisingly neither he took money that day nor i have seen him later.

Chetan is one of my closest friends so naturally i know the history of his family,Aunty did not exaggerated the story neither she took help of lie to establish the existence of that devil, rather she just shared her expedience.

Disclaimer:- For the privacy concern the names of the characters have been changed.


Love & Lies By Mansi Mittal

Ripped my soul

and Tour my heart

All my life i thought

Love was an art.

I promised myself,

when i find my man

i will give him all the love,

That i possibly can.

One day he came,

My knight in shining armour

with happiness,

more than i could ever harbour.

he promised me

We would stay together forever

Little did i know

Together would last for a year or two

That love can also be swiped right and left too

my love was crushed with the hammer of lies

All of which was dressed under a deceptive smile.

Mansi Sharma Mittal is a blogger and a content writer who has worked with prominent brands. Her work has been published in Anthology 'The Seasons '. She also blogs at various parenting sites. She is currently working on her manuscript.To regularly blogs through
A mother by heart and a writer by soul is what defines her most.




Sometime it happens that we start to write with some feelings in your heart but at the end we become unable to express with words,sometime the pains, the feelings and the sufferings are too deep to bring it out in any shape...whether in the form of  water droplets of your eyes or in the form of prose or poetry. This is the time you need an expert opinion or help...

i was unable to complete this Shayari and then suddenly an idea knocked into my mind...why not i ask my guest writer Mansi  to complete it,she has an extraordinary capability of writing poems(other topics also),so i requested her to complete the Shayari and here it is...

The first two lines are written by me and the last two lines are the contribution of Mansi...

करवटे ख्वाहिशे अब लेती नहीं 
दिल की ख़ामोशी को पढ़ लेता है शायद 

तेरी ना होने की कमी शायद 
मेरी रूह को भी गवारा नहीं II

To go through Mansi's writing visit her blog... lyflikedat



एक वफ़ा की तलाश थी ...
शराब ने ख्वाहिश पुरी कर दी . 
एक सहारा चाहिए था...
मौत ने मोहब्बत से हाथ बढ़ा दिया I