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God never gets you in a trouble , you can't handle.Rather He wants You to know your Strength & Potential.Have faith in HIM & yourself...and you are through.
A Winner...always.

Somethings we never know..

Some people come into your life to change your perceptions..specially about you.To prove you wrong each time you make an impression about them in your mind.Each time when you start believing your conceptions,they prove you wrong..they leave you puzzled...sometimes smiling..on no one else but yourself only and your logic.


After two years of obvious silence,he called me to wait in canteen ,through one of his friend.And First thing striked to me was..now what?I tried remembering on my way to canteen,if I had done anything in near past that can affect him anyhow..but,certainly I didn't find anything.And I was there with two of my friends(gals)...yea..I had to be there.He peered through the canteen door joints.And after some formal talks,as we had nothing much to talk about,he said,"am Sorry...sorry,for what all happened.there's nothing in my heart now.Everything is perfectly okay from my side."(with smile,a kind of ,when you feel more guilt while saying sorry,that too for a stupid thing).I too smiled,said,"oh..its OK yar."
Pause...
"ok..then,bye."
"bye."
And everything was fine now...well,not really.

We had some foolish but heated arguments once,and things got worse,more than we ever could imagine.I cried..allot.Though we had nothing to have an hatred for each other...that too for so long.
Yet silently we decided not to talk...we never did.

Though we were never best or good friends either...but just friends.Though people around us used to make stories(you know...as in college they tend to know..kiska-kis ke sath etc,anyways people have got full right to have their part of gossips),that hardly bothered to any of us.

I think whenever you go to a new institute or company,you remain quite interested in meeting,talking and knowing people ,with a hidden purpose of finding how they are,and with whom you can b friends.Consciously/unconsciously you tend to guess their nature.I was never interested in this,really..but do not remember ,even today,how we started talking to each other.

He is the only person who left me puzzled in the same way,no matter what I think of him.Now I can't say anything about him,confidently...except.."He is Strange." He doesn't talk much,but at times he did.He is gentle..but he had been the most harsh person too.He is intelligent..but he lost his one year,I doubt if he did it consciously..yeah..he can.He is quite introvert...yet sometimes I found him a confused soul.So..here I am still can't say anything surely abut him.
Don't know...but there is something strange between us.I don't know him well..yet I can feel a bond..emotional one.We haven't talked to each other since past two years,no call,no message..nor we are going to.But somehow I know , if ever I get into a trouble,and he gets to know..then he will be the first person to lend me a hand of help and the same is with me.I never want him to get hurt.I wish him to be always safe,healthy ,wealthy and blessed.


Somethings in life are beyond words..definitions..imaginations..logics.

GKD 1

लाइबरेरी के पोरिट्को मे कार रुकी थी और उसके अंदर ही डाक्टर साहब की लड़की बैठी थी !

"क्यों सुधा अंदर क्यों बैठी हो?"
"तुम्हें ही देख रही थी चंदर ! ",और वह उतर आयी ! दुबली पतली ,नाटी सी ,साधारण सी लड़की ,बहुत सुंदर नही ,केवल सुंदर !
बातचीत मे बहुत दुलारी !
"चलो, चलो ! ",चंदर ने कहा !
वह आगे बढ़ी ,phir ठिठक गयी ,और बोली ,"चंदर एक को चार kitaaben milatii
हैं ?"
"हाँ !क्यों ?"
"तो ...तो ..." उसने बडे़ भोलेपन से मुस्कुराते हुए कहा -"तुम अपने नाम से मेंबर
बन जाओ ,और दो किताबें हमे दे दिया करना बस,ज्यादा का हम क्या करेंगे ?"
"नहीं " चंदर हंसा -"तुमारा तो दिमाग खराब है ! खुद क्यों नही बनती मेंबर ?"
"नहीं ,हमे शरम लगती है ,तुम बन जाओ मेंबर हमारी जगह पर !"
"पगली कहीँ की !" चंदर ne उसका कंधा पकड़कर
चलते हुए कहा -"वाह रे शरम ! अभी
कल ब्याह होगा तो कहना ,हमारी जगह तुम बैठ जाओ चंदर !कालेज मे पहुंच गयी लड़की ,अभी शरम नही छूटी इसकी !चल अन्दर !"
और वह हिचकती ठिठकती ,झेंपती और मुड़-मुड़कर चंदर की ओर रूठी हुई निगाहों से देखती हुई अंदर चली गयी !"

थोड़ी देर बाद सुधा चार किताबें लादे हुए निकली !
कपूर ने कहा-"लाओ ,मैं ले लूँ !"तो बांस की पतली टहनी कि तरह लहराकर बोली -"सदस्य मैं हूँ !तुम्हें क्यों दूँ किताबें ?" और जाकर कार के अंदर किताबें पटक दीं ! फिर बोली ,"आओ बैठो चंदर !

"मैं अब घर जाऊंगा !"

"उंहू ,यह देखो !"और उसने भीतर से कागजों का एक बंडल निकाला और बोली -"देखो! यह पापा ने तुमारे लिए दिया है !lucknow मे कोन्फेरेंस है ना !वहीँ पढने के लिए यह निबंध लिखा है उन्होने !शाम तक यह टाईप हो जाना चाहिऐ !जहाँ संख्याएँ हैं वहाँ आपको खुद बैठकर बोलना होगा! समझे जनाब?"उसने बिल्कुल अल्हड बच्चों कि तरह गरदन हिलाकर शोख स्वर मे कहा !

कपूर ने बंडल ले लिया और कुछ सोचता हुआ बोला -"लेकिन डाक्टर साहब का हस्तलेख ,इतने प्रष्ठ ,शाम तक कौन टाईप कर देगा ?"

"इसका भी इंतजाम है "-और अपने ब्लाउज़ म से पत्र निकालकर चंदर के हाथ मे देती हुई बोली -"यह पापा कि कोई पुराणी इसायी छात्र है ! typist !इसके घर मैं तुम्हें पहुचाये देती हूँ !मुख़र्जी रोड़ पेर रहती है यह !उसीके यहाँ टाईप करवा लेना और उसे यह ख़त दे देना !"

"लेकिन मैंने अभी चाय नही पी !"

"समझ गए ,अब तुम सोच रहे होगे इसी सुधा तुम्हें चाय भी पिला देगी !सो मेरा काम नही है कि मैं चाय पिलाऊं ?पापा का काम है यह!
चलो आओ !"

चंदर भीतर जाकर बैठ गया और किताबें उठाकर देखने लगा -"अरे चारों कविता कि किताबें उठा लाई ?-समझ मे आएँगी तुम्हें?क्यों सुधा?"

"नहीं ,"चिढ़ाते हुए सुधा बोली "तुम कहो,तुम्हें समझा दें !economics पढने वाले क्या जाने साहित्य ?"

"अरे !मुख़र्जी रोड़ चलो !"सुधा बोली -"चाय पी लो तब जाना !"
"नहीं,मैं चाय नही पियूँगा !"चंदर बोला

"चाय नही पियु गा ,वाह!वाह !"सुधा कि हंसी मे दूधिया बचपन छलक उठा !-"मुँह तो सूख कर गोभी हो रहा है ,चाय नही पियेंगे !"

बंगला आया तो सुधा ने महाराजिन से चाय बनाने के लिए कहा और चंदर को study रूम मे बिठाकर प्याले निकालने के लिए चल दी !


This is a page from a novel "Gunahon ka Devta" by Dharmveer bharti.My first novel ever ,in hindi and one of my fevorits.I don't really want you to loose its charm by knowing its story itself,but for the reference purpose only, I tell you ,this is a story about a very ordinary girl of sixteen and twenty-two year old guy ,use to come to her place often to meet her father.Who helps him in completing his degree.They both are quite familier to each other,upto which extent...they themselves don't know.There are two more girls,one is the cousine of this girl and other one is a mature christian anglo-indian.

This story compels me to think alot of things,including "is it necessary for each relationship that exists in this world ,should posses a well defined name?There may be some bonds that are beyond definitions.Sometimes no one is wrong,its only circumstances and time that make them doing wrong things,choosing wrong options.

Though as you are done with d book,you may think there cud b a better title for this stroy,yet d way writer has narrated it,is excellent.You will fall in love with each of d characters.And d most amazing thing is,you just cant blame any character for anything.They all seem to b right at their stand.

And d girl "sudha" is just darling.So much innocent,cute and lovely she is ,as story starts..but how circumstances change her is worth reading.Three girls of three type,one loving and responsible father,one gentle friend,lover,one simple husband,one crazy brother...so many different characters and their lives,stands,thoughts,perceptions, and their dilemma.Wonderful novel with tragic end.