Sadeen Speaks

Followed by each step of life New threats and opportunities come  New problems and phases come Life starts with a game   with full energy a nd enthusiasm Reaching a goal ,dealing with in competence. Everyday we take a new decision That leads us to a new road Which are filled with both thorns and roses. So we have to decide whether To walk on thorns or roses. We always tend to look at other's happiness And try to ignore our own But when it is realized, The time has passed in hours. Facing the bad time We should stay strong. Life is like an empty dream, Where the reality is totally  Different from the expectation. So we should try to hold it Before it is vanishes. Struggles come in our life for sometime But leaves a memory for life time. So we should be ready to face it. It is in our hands To shape it and mould it And to make it more  Precious than gold And it starts from the day you decide . Every step we climb ...

5 years have passed by for my marriage ,  i was able to find my place in everyone's heart  but leaving  his daughter . Yes , I was married to a person who already had a 7year old daughter. Nitin my husband married me only for the sake of his daughter . It was not a love marriage .     My mother died  when I was 15 years old so I knew what problem occur when the hand of a mother goes away from us that to forever. When my father brought this marriage proposal and told me that he has a daughter i first said no to it but later because of my father i accepted the proposal and after 6 months the day of marriage came and we got married . Initially Pari Nitin's daughter and I used to talk with each other but then she started staying away from me . Whenever I would try to talk to her she would ignore me . I was not knowing the reason about it but I tried getting close to her but it was of no use. One day I decided to ask her the reason for this behavior and went ...

The house was filled with all relatives.  Uncle, auntie and cousins were all excited and we're busy in  preparation for the wedding.  And I was just looking at it.  It was my loves wedding.  She always use to tell me about the way her wedding should be like and I used to always listen to it without giving any answer .  And today the day came when she was getting married. The wedding card was front of me and it had her name ''Priya weds Siddhartha '' Our story started at my friends wedding . She was in a beautiful Saree with mehadi applied on hands and with bangles . First I got confused looking at her but then the confusion  was clear . Looking at her I forgot everything.  But my thoughts broke when my friend Yash came and took me to the food counter we were enjoying the food suddenly he went to attend another friend and I didn't notice it. I thought he was behind me and asked him whether he would like to have gulab Jamun or rasmalai . But ...

After many years  I was returning back to my home town . The train was moving fast leaving behind everything.  But i was busy in my own world , in the world of my friend , my love , my life... Aafiya  . The train stopped at the platform and I came of my sweet world. I came out of the train and saw that there was silence spread on the platform and then my eyes fell on Abdul chacha who was our driver . He worked at our house since I was 6 years old . And then our car It was not only our first car but in that full ward it was the first car . I said "assalam waalikum Chacha " and he silently replied to it. When we came  out of the platform I saw the same car in which I and Aafiya meet. My father and  Aafiya's father was best friends and out grandfather's were also best friend. Inspite of belonging to different religions, we never felt that differences , we always used to celebrate all the festivals together . Javed chacha Aalfia's Father treated me and chutki ...

Like every morning the sun came taking away the darkness, birds singing on the tree . Nalani was doing her office work when  her husband came from jogging and sat on the sofa .She went prepare to breakfast for them but the Milkman had not yet arrived so she got Angry as now a days he always came late and they used to get late for the office . 'Today when he arrives tell him that don't bring milk for them from tomorrow ' she said to her husband angrily but her husband Anurag Opposed it by saying 'let it be he must be having some work or may be his mother is unwell '  Listening to this she replied you always find a reason to oppose me and I don't know why you trust him so much.  Three months ago ,you even gave him 5000 Rs  and he said that he will return it back in a month but till date he has not returned it.  'it's not like that, his mother was sick so he asked money for her treatment and one or the other day he will return the money back' ...

(source :my pencil drawing of Indian mother)  उसकी गोद में सिर रखकर सोऊ  तो भुल में जाऊ जग सारा। आँखों  से जब उसके गिरते आसु तो दुःखता है मन मेरा। हमें खुश देख वो भुल जाए  आपने दुःख दर्द सारे। हर चीज़ बनाए  प्यारे प्यारे । बददुआ  कभी ना निकले मुंह से  आशीर्वाद दे मुझे वो हजार। उसकी डाट में भी छिपा है प्यार  कभी ना भूलो तुम उनको मेरे यार। हमें देख  मुसकुराती वो अपनी उदासी , थकावट छुपाती वो। ढाल बन जाती वो हर मुसीबत से बचाती वो। लफ़जो़ से जिसे बताया ना जा सके एसी होती है माँ ।  खुदा भी जिसकी ममता  के आगे झुक जाए ऐसी होती है माँ।  ।।।मेरी प्यारी माँ।।।    About the poem: The word 'Maa' it is just of three letters but it has a great attachment to each ones life.  The unconditional love and the guidance inspire us to achieve our  goal . She see dreams of my successful future and to achieve that dream she works with me.   Thank you M...