Anand is pleasant

इतने  भी भले  नहीं हो  यह शराफत अपने पास रखो क्यों  गर्मी है तुममे अपनी  तबियत अपने पास रखो चुप रहने की वजह न खोजो अपनी जुबान अपने पास रखो  किस तरह की दोस्ती है यह मेरी पीठ का खंजर अपने पास रखो चोट तुम्हे भी लग सकती है अपना चाटा  अपने पास रखो पत्थर उठाने की सोचना भी नहीं मरने मारने का इरादा अपने पास रखो आग ना लगाना समझे तुम यह जलने- जलाने का हुनर अपने पास  रखो ..... आनन्द कुमार यादव

There was a prince who uses to have tears in his eyes whenever some thing good happened but he started laughing  when something bad happens. He was attracted to a princess and he proposed his love to her which she happily accepts. So he started crying and tears started coming out of his eyes. The princess thought he is not happy so she said she is leaving him. It makes him to laugh loudly. This incident hurted him so much that he started living in sadness, always laughing after becoming the king. But this act of king brings happiness in the whole kingdom and everyone starts following him. Thereafter no one in his kingdom was sad because when ever any pain comes they all started laughing but when they are happy which happened in a very rare case, the tears came . Written by:Anand Kumar

  हलवाई   ने   कड़ाई पे किया भरोसा। और कढाई ने फोड़ दिया समोसा। लगा शोर मचने यह क्यों हो गया ? कड़ाई   का समोसे से पंगा हो गया . कही दूर से चाय ने आवाज़ लगाई बिस्कुट से ही आज , लगता है नाश्ता होगा कड़ाई   का समोसे से पंगा हो गया   । इतने मे बर्फी ने अंगड़ाई ली लफंगे कुकर ने मारी सीटी लगता है पूरे मोहल्ले मे हल्ला हो गया कड़ाई   का समोसे से पंगा हो गया  । समोसा चाहता था बर्फी को पर बर्फी ने उससे नजर नहीं मिलाया। समोसे ने मठरी से दिल लगाया।   कुछ दिन समोसे के साथ मठरी घूमी। फिर मठरी ने समोसे को दे दीया धोखा, बेचारा समोसा जी भर के रोया। आखिर मठरी का दमालू से रिश्ता हो गया। इसलिए कड़ाई   का समोसे से पंगा हो गया  । दिल एक और टूटा गजल गई समोसे ने, फिर भी मठरी नहीं पिघली। और बटता रहा रसगुल्ला। काश! थोड़ी रबडी होती   तो और सजती महफ़िल। लेकिन आज ...

Pastry is a strictly rely on And tore the pie pan Why has it been an outcry? The pastry were strictly from the mess. Tea made ​​from the sound made ​​by Today seems to have breakfast with only biscuits The pastry were strictly from the mess. In so sweet a stretched Killed by rogue’s cooker whistle The shout was in the neighborhood The pastry were strictly from the mess. Wanted to roll on sweet Sweet to see him did not include   Pastry was the heart of russet With some pastry's russet Ring   Pastry russet give the lamp a cheat Cried the poor roll heart   After the relationship with spice of russet The pastry were strictly from the mess. Pastry sang with broken heart Russet not yet been melting But still   dumping and dumping If there some porridge it would have adorned the event But today is broken Poor heart of pastry's   Says not to love pie Just as e...

Fight is a behaviour that makes a person to struggle for something achievable and wish to attain and accomplish his dream. A tussle can be for personnel, social, political, economical or spiritual reason. A child fights for sensual reason, a person fights for himself and his family only for personnel and economical reason but a real man only stands up to battle for society just like Abraham Lincoln and Mahatma Gandhi. There are so many faces of fight; it can be a pillow fight for fun between friends to increase love or a duel fight in a college for competition as a boxing match or a battle between two groups of different ideology fighting for a common cause as a war or riot. A cause for a fight should have to be so much attractive that a person is motivated to give up even cent percent of his effort, pain and hard work. Fight can be very intense that it should change fighter’s life or other’s life by the outcome of fight. The result of a fight always makes a winner or a loser but...

  Politics is an inherent and vital part of a nation. Every government runs on a particular system of politics. It can be Communist, Marxist or Democratic but the purpose is always to rule by a system. Existence of politics leads not only in the development of human quality starting from the ancient time till now but also development of society as a whole. The political beliefs of India stated from the ancient age   in Gita when lord Krishna declared that a man is zilch socially if politics is absent in society and a nation cannot develop if a healthy politics with is absent. Politics can make common man a king and a king can lose his throne. History has given many examples of the magic of politics. Even the research done by Chanakya on Arthshashtra was on politics by which Chandragupta Maurya became the king of India. During the freedom struggle Mahatma Gandhi, Nehru, Subhash Chandra Bose, Bhagat Singh used their own tool of politics every effectively which resulted in...

माँ का आनंद  भोजन   अमृत   बन जाता है जब अम्मा की थाली   सजती है, मम्मी कहकर बुलाया है, माँ  ही जीना सिखाती है   अम्मी   जान ,     तुम खुदा हो.   लाख    दुआओं   की पहचान हो   मदर मेरी का   त्याग और बलिदान हो, माँ   कौशल्या की ममता   की पहचान हो   जय माता दी कहूँगा, जब तक जिंदा रहूँगा जनमों जनमों तक मेरी माँ बनो,यही प्रर्थना करूँगा    तुम जननी शूरवीरों की , धरती माँ का तेज   हो   जीवनदायनी सर्वोपर्री   सत सत नमन तुम्हे,   सत सत नमन

            Painful Memories I don’t remember the first pain that I ever had? Consecutively I think I could have not even imagined feeling the pain when I was born to take my first birth breath. How painful this world to start with? And even we end dyeing with even more intense pain. Everyone in this world needs to understand the meaning of pain. But before we get into deeper sense of pain I do like to ask a very simple question to myself. Why and for what I am running for throughout my life? The answer is simple. It is my memories. We live for memories, we hate and love, help and revenge, earn and spend all for memories. There is nothing in this world as precious and unforgettable as memories. So if there are memories then it should either be pleasant or painful   to find out last time when I have the pain I could instantly look for memories which hurt me most deeply. All that left me almost dead. We could imagine our self to be sleeping...