tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388307423049645782024-03-13T21:38:34.723-07:00Aanchal...Let it free !!!aprajitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14644260271687118321noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38830742304964578.post-65769866231808476262022-02-24T06:47:00.003-08:002022-02-24T07:01:14.441-08:00Happy 13th Navya !!<p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 28px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 3px;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-weight: bold;">You were everything then, you are everything now</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 24.5px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 9px 0px 8px;"><span style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Yesterday was the last day when you were 12. Today is your birthday, and you have turned 13 years old. An Official Teenager !!!</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 24.5px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p4" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">This has been the fastest 13 years of my life. You are my first-born. The child that made me a mom. You are the one that blessed me with my first pregnancy. The one who would never go to sleep unless we held you in our arms and sang, all those baby rhymes, to you for hours on end.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 24.5px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p4" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">From baby to toddler, from tweens to now you have always been an easy kid for us. You have remained fiercely independent and so much more mature than I ever was at your age. Nobody ever told me that parenting was going to be so tough yet so beautifully rewarding. I feel every emotion that you experience by a ten-fold. Every scrape and bruise, every victory, every heartache. It was exactly like I was told, </span><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleItalicBody; font-style: italic;">"having a child is like having your heart beat outside of your body."</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 24.5px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p4" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">You will have only five more years until you are considered an adult. Honor and respect them. These are magical, formative years. You will learn to drive a car, enter into high school, earn your first official taxable dollar, make lots of new friends, possibly fall in love. You will not understand why some people are mean to you. That's okay. It will have nothing to do with you. Look for the positive. Accept change. Sometimes life will be hard, but you will persevere. With each day you will grow and let go of us a little more. You will always need us though, and we will always be here for you.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 24.5px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p4" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Be nice to your little sister and include her in your life even when you do not want to do it. She has and will always look up to you as her role model. Do not take life too seriously. Maybe you will get into your dream colleges, maybe you won't! In any case, work hard and be true to yourself. You are the most determined, focused child I have ever known. Have a big heart, forgive easily, and most important always believe in yourself.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 24.5px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p4" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">I look at you and see myself in so many ways, only you are the better version of me - the version I always wished I was... more confident, more adventurous, less neurotic and so very wise beyond your years.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 24.5px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p4" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Happy birthday my sweet, strong girl. I wish you the best birthday yet. I am so very proud of you. Say goodbye to tweens and welcome to your teens! </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 24.5px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 9px 0px 8px;"><span style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Mumma</span></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">02/23/2022</span></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">12:12am </span></p>aprajitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14644260271687118321noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38830742304964578.post-29079932071121693942018-03-09T05:30:00.000-08:002018-03-09T05:30:03.846-08:00Womb-Men’s Day 2018<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">My phone was flooding with women’s day msgs when I woke up today. So I did the same and forwarded few msgs to friends & groups along with my Thanks. I came downstairs, my husband hugged me and served hot breakfast to make me feel special today. After morning errands I sat at my favorite spot on the couch with my second round of tea. I was overwhelmed with morning gesture from hubby but slowly my smile got replaced with creases on my forehead. Each sip took me into deep & deep thoughts. The racing thoughts turned into rages. I am celebrating today because I am lucky and surrounded by good men in my life. But does every woman feel the same? Unfortunately the answer is No. Though we are in 21st century but women are still seeking their existence. We earned name tags of mothers, daughters, sisters, wives but what we never earned is Equality. We have been always underestimated, we have been molested, we have been into domestic violence, we have been raped and we have been faltered. For whom this worldwide celebration today? Why the hell we are celebrating this women’s day? Do We women still need to remind the world that we do exist here? Do we still urge them to recognize us? Why do we need to realize them that we too important for this society? There is no Men’s day... so why women’s day? Are we still not equal? We don’t celebrate Men’s day coz they are dominant and we are still weak and look up to their support and encouragement? Are we not enough to fight our own battles? Let me tell you here, we don’t need your appreciation or celebration. If you really wanna give something then give us that equality which is our right, give us that respect what we earned. Give us that honor what we deserve. Give us that smile back which is fading away. Fill that gender gap which is created since ages. Why we always talk about empowerment and autonomy of a woman? Why we never talk about men’s insecurity and promiscuity? Hello, we don’t need your certificates to proof ourselves. We are strong enough to fight back, we are brave enough to compete and establish ourselves, we know how to get up from falls and walk again with the same grace, we don’t need your shoulders. We are women not parasites. Stop celebrating our womanhood and focus on your so called manhood. Dear Men, you might be strong enough to put us on bed and calm your inches forcefully but don’t forget we are strong enough to kick your balls when it will come to our self respects. We are silent till we shaken up. We are calm till we broken up. Cmon ladies, raise your voice if you are suffering in this men dominant society. Your voice is not only made for lullabies, roar back if they stomping on your existence. Only you can help yourself. Life is full of pulls and pushes but you don’t loose your confidence because they don’t know we can keep many of them in our womb itself 😉 </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">Thought of the day “Fight don’t Fright”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">~Aprajita Yaduvanshi</span></div>
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aprajitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14644260271687118321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38830742304964578.post-91039375612746101652015-06-08T01:36:00.000-07:002015-06-08T09:12:54.691-07:00 मेरी रूप्या सी ज़िन्दगी अब Dollar बन गयी<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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After ages finally I found my own time to spend here with my blogs. First I apologized to my readers for this "lonnnnngggg break" here is two lines dedicated to my readers & followers :)<br />
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"अब वक़्त नहीं मिलता इस वक़्त के चलते<br />
ज़िन्दगी बदल गयी है इस वक़्त के चलते<br />
अब जो लौट आया हूँ तो ये वादा है एे दोस्त<br />
फिर न रुकूँगा अब इस वक़्त के चलते"<br />
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<i><u><span style="color: #cc0000;">My Country My Pride</span></u></i><br />
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Recently we moved to California from New Jersey. It was a hectic day when movers and packers were doing their jobs. There was a gentleman who was working with company since 15years and in USA he spent almost 22 years. While having a conversation he told me that he belongs to very poor country (Puerto Rico) and he doesn't like to live there. He is having a good life in USA and he is very happy here. Suddenly he stopped packing the boxes and looked into my eyes and said "but if I will die,I would love to die in my own Country,on my own land. I am here so I can give a healthy life to my family and good education to my kids.<br />
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Somewhere he touched my heart, somewhere I feel the same way. Being a proud Citizen I always mesmerized my life in India. I always miss my land, my country & my family. Below I tried to summarize my transition from Desi to International ;) I expressed my feelings in my own way. Hope you all will like it. Don't forget to drop your inputs, it's motivate me to do better. Enjoy :)<br />
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<u><span style="color: #38761d;">मेरी रूप्या सी ज़िन्दगी अब Dollar बन गयी</span></u><br />
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अाज भी ढूंढते हैं ताजी हरी सब्जियॉं Market में<br />
मेरी Desi सी ज़िन्दगी,अब Organic बन गयी<br />
बात करते हैं Apps,Siri अौर Speeds की<br />
मेरी Nokia सी ज़िन्दगी, अब iPhone बन गयी<br />
याद अाती हैं बहुत, चुस्कियां वो चाय कुल्हड़ की<br />
मेरी Tata सी ज़िन्दगी,अब Starbucks बन गयी<br />
Brands Collection की दौड़ में भाग रहें हैं सब<br />
मेरी दिल्ली हाट सी ज़िन्दगी,अब Michael Kors बन गयी<br />
होली का रंग नहीं मिलता, दिवाली का दम नहीं दिखता<br />
मेरी लोहड़ी सी ज़िन्दगी, अब Halloween बन गयी<br />
दम सा घुटता इन Air Conditioned luxury कारों में<br />
मेरी Rickshaw सी ज़िन्दगी, अब Mercedes बन गयी<br />
मुँह में पानी आता है, जब याद आते लड्डू पन्द्रह अगस्त के<br />
मेरी थकेली परेड सी ज़िन्दगी, अब 4th July बन गयी<br />
छुट्टियाँ वो गर्मियों की, वो त्यौहारों की, नहीं भूल सकता कोई<br />
मेरी आम लीची सी ज़िन्दगी, अब Long Weekends बन गयी<br />
बाटी चोखा का सोंधापन, Oven Cooking में तलाशते हैं<br />
मेरी मुरमुरे सी ज़िन्दगी,अब Pizza Burger बन गयी<br />
अब माँ की Recipes मिलती हैं,पर माँ नहीं मिलती<br />
सुबह के पराँठों सी ज़िन्दगी, अब Milk Cornflakes बन गयी<br />
छतों पे शामें अब नहीं गुज़रती, दूर तलक पतंगें अब नहीं उड़ती<br />
मेरी मुहल्लों सी ज़िन्दगी, अब Manhattan बन गयी<br />
बहुत हुआ ये High-tech life,ये चकाचौंध<br />
दिल कहता है छोड़ दे ये Comfort Zone<br />
दिल धड़कता है अाज भी, जब वो खेलते हैं Finals<br />
पैर थिरकते हैं अाज भी,जब बजते हैं Desi Numbers<br />
Pubs में करते हैं शादी वाला नागिन Dance<br />
बिरयानी हो तो करते हैं, Thumbs Up की Demand<br />
आते ही सबसे पहले Vonage लगवाते हैं<br />
सर करे दर्द तो दवा Disprine ही खाते हैं<br />
गुज़ारा नहीं हमारा बिना Pickle, मसालों के<br />
Extra cheese पचता नहीं बिना हाज्मोलों के<br />
करनी हो Feelings वाली,वो बात ख़ास<br />
तो Accent छोड़, आ जाते हैं On Desi Talk<br />
चल लौट चलें घर अपने, अपना बसेरा यहाँ नहीं<br />
इन हरे-हरे Dollars पे, अपना चश्मे वाला बापू नहीं<br />
मैं जहाँ रहूँ मैं कहीं भी रहूँ, तेरी याद साथ है<br />
मेरी हर साँस, हर धड़कन में तेरी ही बात है<br />
तुझसे दूर भले हूँ पर तुझसे जुदा नहीं<br />
मजबूर भले हूँ पर, मैं बेवफ़ा नहीं<br />
मेरी जान है तू, मेरा ईमान है तू<br />
इबारत भी तू, मेरा अभिमान भी तू<br />
लौटूँगा इक दिन आसरा रखना हमारा<br />
हम बुलबुले हैं जिसकी वो गुलिस्ताँ हमारा<br />
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aprajitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14644260271687118321noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38830742304964578.post-46743252798203231572012-06-22T14:20:00.003-07:002022-02-24T06:49:26.696-08:00Our 6th Anniversary 🥰<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Me thinking of wrong number a </span><span style="background-color: white;">lil</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> bit in rude voice : hello, who's there? </span></span></h3>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> It was you in polite way: hi, this is </span><span style="background-color: white;">Nikunj</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> from USA.</span></span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Mom: Instead of answering my question she shouted " you still sleeping? Is this your summer training? " And then she was on and on till my last penny of balance in phone.</span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> I thought may be I messed up but being a good guy you called me on that weekend. </span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Then the movie started. Didn't realize when our week calls turned into daily calls.
Your sincere voice,respect for girls and endless love for families impressed me always.</span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> And the movie climax "we fell into love" :) </span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Actually it was a love marriage, which was arranged by our families. </span></h3>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Tons of </span><span style="background-color: white;">thanx</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> to them. </span></span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> June,23,2006 we tied a knot and started our new journey of life. </span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Today is the 6th year of our wonderful journey or I can say today we added the 6th brick to our wall of love. </span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> In these six years you have been a wonderful life partner, a supportive friend and a lovable husband, which forced me to fell in love with you again and again. </span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Thanks for being by my side in every circumstances and each situation. </span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> The best part of our relationship is</span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> "We fight and we forget but
We love and we remember"</span></h3>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> It's time to celebrate our achievements, our love and our journey with our beautiful angel (</span><span style="background-color: white;">Navya</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">) who is a precious gift of our immortal love.</span></span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> May god bless us always with love and good health. May Our love become more stronger and stable so one day we will build a castle of our love by adding bricks by bricks every year.</span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> <span style="color: blue;">Wish you a happy 6th wedding anniversary honey.</span></span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> "I Love You" more than these three words. </span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">With all my heart </span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"></span>Aprajita<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span></span></span></h3>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">June/23/2012</span></span></h4>
</div>aprajitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14644260271687118321noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38830742304964578.post-14096840667405035322012-02-14T08:29:00.001-08:002022-02-24T06:51:48.005-08:00Valentine’s Day 😍<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">This is our 6th Valentine's day,but I think it's not just a one day which we are celebrating. This is our six years of bonding & love what we are celebrating . I thinkValentine's day is a day to celebrate the journey of your love and promise to yourself that you will always love your partner more and more.<br />
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Honey, 6 year of journey with you is like a six days for me. I know you but still I wanna know you more. Though you still leave your wet towel on the bed but I love it when you call me from office and apologised for tthe same.<br />
Though You still scold me for leaving the lights ON everywhere but I love it when you do the same mistake sometime.<br />
Though you Still pile up the dirty socks in shoe cupboard but I love it when you help me in cleaning that.<br />
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My love is unconditional for you. I love you the way you are. I dont want any promises or sacrifices, just love me always as you loving me now.We are two different people with different opinions but we are together becoz we respect to each other opinions and love to each other beyond the expectations. We have accepted to each other with their qualities and disqualities. <br />
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We are like kids sometime who fights for the silly tv remote. We are like adults sometimes who can talk with their eyes only.I am the happiest soul in this world who got hubby like you.<br />
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I know you lie to me also like:<br />
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Why You always say you like leftover foods? (bcoz you want me to have fresh food only)<br />
Why you always say am full after eating 2 chapatis among 5? (bcoz you want me to eat more)<br />
Why You want to do experimental cooking sometime? (bcoz you just want me to give some rest)<br />
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There are plenty of things I can write here but I think feeling is more overwhelming than writing. so let me feel only. At last :<br />
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My Darling Hubby "Nikunj"<br />
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You are my rock through all the bad times,<br />
The most beautiful waterfall in all the good times,<br />
My Friend, My Love, My All.<br />
You are the most amazing part of waking up every morning,<br />
I love you, with every beat of my heart and every breath I take.<br />
Thank you for being in my life and my world.<br />
Love you always<br />
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"Aprajita"</div>aprajitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14644260271687118321noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38830742304964578.post-12776267993114494622012-01-12T06:32:00.001-08:002022-02-24T06:51:29.738-08:00"NAVYA"......our world around you !!!Navya (Kinshu) our daughter... Our life our world. It was a wonderful feeling of being mom and dad. A baby adds the completeness to your life. <br />
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I Still remember the day when Navya came in our world. That tiny and shiny eyes were like eager to explore everything, that small feets were like ready to go miles and miles, soft palms were like most coziest place in this earth, her smiles were coming and going like two petals were opening and closing . Her sliky hair was like God tied a satin ribbon on her head as a crown. My sleeping beauty was looking like an angel who has come in our house to vanish all our pains and problems forever. I can still feel that coziness when I took her in my arms first time, I felt like my heart is full of love my breath is full of aroma..in one word I felt am COMPLETE now.<br />
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Me and my husband (Nikunj) both are enjoying our parenthood, slowly she has become an important part of each and every decision of our lives. Our day & nights spends according to her schedules and timings.she surprised us many times like when first time she giggled,her first step,when she said first time mumma & papa, when she starded crawling,walking,talking.... With Navya everyday is like a new day coz you never know when ur child is going to surprise u..<br />
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Time flies fast....my crawling baby is now preschooler. I should thank to God He has given me such a wonderful daughter. Navya is calm,generous,emotional,mature,understanding,caring,intelligent,beautiful,cute and I think she is a perfect daughter whom every parents dream of.I am really Thankful to God for giving me such a cutie pie...<br />
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Every time we feel proud of her extraordinary activities in school and house. <br />
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There are so many incidents of Navya which touched my heart but I am remembering one now the most,when she was 2 yrs old and her papa went to USA first time after her birth. She asked me at one evening, where is papa? I want my papa.. I just replied he will come soon and my eyes became wet...she came and hugged me and said don't worry mumma..papa will come..u don't cry... I was so touched that my lil one is just 2yrs and she can sense my emotions and can console me too. I was so touched and amazed at the same time.<br />
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She is a growing kid now,full of excitement and innocence. My darling is so fascinated abt make up and beauty...she wants to become like a princess in future. She loves to dance and play inside the hut..she likes chicken and strawberry most. She hates sitting in the shopping cart, washing & combing hair and drinking milk in the glass. Her fav cartoons are Dora,Diego,Barbie,Barney and many more....her fav time pass playing wid her papa and ipad...funny thing is she wants mumma in the night and papa in the morning :) all time fav color is pink and for a change she likes purple too. She is not a fast runner but she is too gud in brain builder activities and creativity. Her fav puppy is her papa whom she loves & cares a lot :)<br />
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She dislikes mumma when She forced her to eat food,she likes papa when he allows her to jump & slide upon him,she dislikes papa when he not buy the things what she wants in the shops, she likes mumma when she put her fav lipsticks and nail paints, she dislikes mumma when she not allowed her to wear her fav clothes,she likes papa when he gives chocolates and candies without asking. She dislikes papa when he doesn't allow her to explore his wallet,she likes mumma when she gives her dupatta for playing......oh my cuppy cake ...ur these innocence freshen up our lives everyday.Your simple and cute smile takes our pain away.<br />
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My sweety whenever u will read this in future definitely u will be amused by all. me and ur papa always be proud of u. You are apple of our eyes. We know u will fulfill all your dreams. We are always wid you as a friend and as a parent both. You are the best dear.<br />
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I am writing when you are stepping into your 3rd year next month. May God bless you with all the happiness and good health.<br />
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Love you honey.<br />
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Mumma & Papa<br />
12/01/2012aprajitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14644260271687118321noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38830742304964578.post-62678089481031575982011-10-19T14:11:00.001-07:002022-02-24T06:50:34.787-08:00ZINDAGI <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: left;">ज़िन्दगी से जाने क्या चाहती हु</div><div style="text-align: left;">हर सांस को जीना चाहती हु</div><div style="text-align: left;">हर बात पे हसना चाहती हु</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">जाने क्या पीछे छोड़ आई हु </div><div style="text-align: left;">जाने क्या साथ लाइ हु</div><div style="text-align: left;">ज़िन्दगी तू भी अजब है</div><div style="text-align: left;">कभी लहराती पतंग तो कभी बेरंग है</div><div style="text-align: left;">ज़िन्दगी से जाने क्या चाहती हु.......</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">ये ज़िन्दगी भी जाने कितने रिश्ते साथ लाती है</div><div style="text-align: left;">कुछ रिश्ते खामोश होते हैं फिर भी सब बयां कर जाते हैं </div><div style="text-align: left;">कुछ रिश्ते दूर होते हैं फिर भी पास नज़र आते हैं</div><div style="text-align: left;">कुछ रिश्तों का कोई नाम नहीं होता फिर भी एक एहसास छोड़ जाते हैं</div><div style="text-align: left;">ज़िन्दगी से जाने क्या चाहती हु.......</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">ऐ ज़िन्दगी मै तुझे जीना चाहती हु </div><div style="text-align: left;">हर एक एहसास को छूना चाहती हु </div><div style="text-align: left;">तेरी बाँहों मे झूलना चाहती हु</div><div style="text-align: left;">तो कभी तेरे तकिये पे सोना चाहती हु</div><div style="text-align: left;">कभी दिल भर आए तो गले लग के रोना भी चाहती हु</div><div style="text-align: left;">ज़िन्दगी से जाने क्या चाहती हु.......</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">मेरी ज़िन्दगी आम है पर कुछ ख़ास करना चाहती हु</div><div style="text-align: left;">इस बेनाम ज़िन्दगी को एक ख़ूबसूरत नाम देना चाहती हु</div><div style="text-align: left;">ज़िन्दगी से जाने क्या चाहती हु.......</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">ज़िन्दगी एक बार भरोसा तो कर मुझ पे</div><div style="text-align: left;">क्यों रूठ गई है आज कल तू मुझ से</div><div style="text-align: left;">हर एक हंसी भी उधार सी लगती है अब</div><div style="text-align: left;">आँखों का पानी भी सूख गया </div><div style="text-align: left;">अब तो एहसान कर मुझ पे </div><div style="text-align: left;">ज़िन्दगी से जाने क्या चाहती हु.......</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">इतनी भीड़ है फिर भी अकेलापन क्यों सताता है?</div><div style="text-align: left;">कहीं फिर से देर न हो जाए ऐसा भय क्यों डराता है?</div><div style="text-align: left;">ज़िन्दगी से जाने क्या चाहती हु.......</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">बहुत हुआ रूठना अब तो वापस आ जा </div><div style="text-align: left;">मुझे जीने दे मुझे हसने दे </div><div style="text-align: left;">जो खो गया उसे जाने दे</div><div style="text-align: left;">जो पास है उसे निभाने दे </div><div style="text-align: left;">ज़िन्दगी से जाने क्या चाहती हु.......</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">एक बार फिर से पकड़ मेरा हाथ तू</div><div style="text-align: left;">ले चल मुझे उस ओर जहाँ तेरा साथ हो</div><div style="text-align: left;">जीने की उमंग हो, लहरों सी तरंग हो</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">ज़िन्दगी से जाने क्या चाहती हु.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">हर सांस को जीना चाहती हु......</div><div style="text-align: left;">हर बात पे हसना चाहती हु.......</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"> ****अपराजिता****</div><div style="text-align: left;"> 26/Sep/2011</div></div>aprajitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14644260271687118321noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38830742304964578.post-52267500548742148032011-10-19T13:23:00.001-07:002022-02-24T06:50:52.170-08:00BACHPAN<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">इक रोज़ बचपन से मुलाक़ात हुई ,<br />
उसने पुछा कैसी कट रही है?<br />
मैंने कहा बस कट रही है....<br />
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बचपन मुस्कुराया और बोला <br />
कहाँ गई वो बचपन की मुस्कराहट,वो मासूमियत,वो खिलखिलाहट?<br />
आखिरी बार कब जोर से हसे थे?<br />
आखिरी बार कब दोस्त से लड़े थे?<br />
कब सोये थे माँ की गोद मे? कब खाया था पापा की प्लेट मे?<br />
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मै गुमसुम उसके प्रश्नों मे जैसे खो सा गया?<br />
सोचने लगा क्या मै इतना बदल गया?<br />
ज़िन्दगी की दौड़ मे कहाँ छोड़ आये वो बचपन..<br />
जब न झूठ का साया था न हार का गम ...<br />
जब आंसू भर के हँसा करते थे...<br />
जब दिल खोल के रोया करते थे<br />
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बचपन ने मेरी आँखों मे झाँका और कहा..<br />
मै तुम्हारा अतीत हु पर आज भी तुम्हारे साथ हु..<br />
क्यों इस भीड़ मै खुद को ही खोते जा रहे हो?<br />
थोड़ी सी दौलत शोहरत के लिए अपनों से ही मुह मोड़ते जा रहे हो..<br />
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मै सन्न अपनी जगह बैठ गया..<br />
एक मिनट के लिए घबरा गया..<br />
अपनी आखे बंद की ...सारा बचपन नज़र आ गया..<br />
अपने और अपनों का प्यार याद आ गया..<br />
मै जी उठा फिर से...मन नाच उठा फिर से..<br />
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ऐसा लगा जैसे बचपन के नाज़ुक हाथो ने फिर से मुझे थाम लिया हो..<br />
नन्ही नन्ही यादो ने जैसे फिर से तन मन गुदगुदा दिया हो....<br />
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आज वो दर्द याद आया जब पहली बार साइकिल से सड़क पे गिरा था <br />
आज वो पापा का डर याद आया जब पहली बार घर देर से आया था <br />
आज वो भाई का प्यार याद आया जब उसने पिटने से बचाया था..<br />
आज वो माँ का स्वार्थ याद आया जब उसने रोटी पे अलग से घी लगाया था.. <br />
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बचपन ने मेरा माथा चूम के कहा..<br />
बचपन तो जीवन का एक पड़ाव है..<br />
अतीत की गहराईयों मे खो जाता है..<br />
पर तू तो इंसान है इतने सुन्दर एहसास को कैसे भूल जाता है?<br />
बचपन न सही उसकी मासूमियत को जिंदा रख..<br />
वो खिलखिलाहट न सही उसकी निश्चल्ता को जिंदा रख..<br />
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मैंने बचपन का हाथ थमा और ये वादा किया..<br />
तेरा हर एहसास मै फिर से जियूँगा ...<br />
तेरा हर सबक मै फिर से पढूंगा...<br />
अब मै कुछ भी नहीं चाहता हु <br />
बस एक बार फिर से तुझे जीना चाहता हु......<br />
बस एक बार फिर से तुझे जीना चाहता हु......<br />
बस एक बार फिर से तुझे जीना चाहता हु......<br />
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****अपराजिता****<br />
19/oct/2011<br />
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