Nahin chubhte ab aansoon bhi in aankhon mein,
in ke sang hi ab zindagi katni hai saari.
Nahin hota ab mehsoos dard jale ka bhi hume,
in zakhamon se bhi dosti ho gayi hai hamari.
Nahin socha tha yeh din bhi ayega is zindagi mein kabhi,
rozana khana pakana hi taqdeer ban gayi hai hamari.
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‘Aansoon’ refers to all that crying while cutting onions.. hee hee.. and ‘Zakhm’ to normal hote hai at least once in a while when cooking… I started cooking when I came to US. Never imagined that some day I will be doing this stuff.. and even more.. I cook pretty decent.. apna time pass ho jata hai. But I miss mom ke haath ka khana soooo much..
May 17, 2008 at 3:55 am
“nice one”
May 17, 2008 at 3:34 pm
Bahut hi umda likha hai
really touching!!
nahi chubhte yeh aasoon
inki aab aadat se ho gai hai
dard aur nami ka hai rishta purana
na chalke to ankhen khushk si lagti hai!!
May 17, 2008 at 7:28 pm
Thanks a lot Limit and Tosha. And well said Tosha.. also, I was trying to make it funny.. yeh touching pata nahin kaise ho gaya