Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Kaash ajj barish ho jave

Kaash ajj barish ho jave
Tere mere vajood te
Rul javan ae zakhm
Jede mile hann tere jan te…

Kaash ajj barish ho jave
Tere mere hanjuan te
Jede nikale si tere vaaste

Tu mud k ikk vaar vekh lendi
Mian fer v ruka si tere vaaste….

Kaash ajj barish ho jave
Teri ditian yaadan te
Bhul nai paye ajj v tenu
Ta hee baithe han maikhane te…

As said by my friend AMAN : When we are drunk we are more perfect..
Luv ya Always Niks…

Sunday, December 26, 2010

If I am writing about LOVE in my Blog, then I think we are talking about ROSES, CHOCOLATES, RAIN and HOLDING HANDS....
A Love is a sweet feeling shared between two hearts. A feeling so special, so much to feel but yet difficult to express. It can only be expressed with care, tenderness and not by words. We all have a litle kid in our heart which love some one, he/she always dream about. This kid of our's live each day in arm of that angel whom he/she always see.
I hope in my Blog this comming year I might be able to talk about all the different aspects of love. I wish all my readers to get what they dream and if any line written here may help anyone in their love life, the purpose of writing my blog is fulfilled. All my readers are free to use my lines, my poems, ideas to get their love in their life. My words are my wishes to you all, that you may get success which I could not get with my words am writing here. I still wonder some times when I get mail from my reader that my liner helped them to get along with their love ones where as I could not get my girl back with any of these lines...
Sad still life has to run. it has to run whether on a sea shore sandy kind of path or like a bare foot walk on a way of thorns... This life has to go on till I get into the grasp of Death.....
With Love,
Niks.

Denied Love


Once love was offered by me
as never before
but her thirst for money

had no time for such bore

So I went on working hard
and went away from her sight....
Then one day she realized
she had no meaning in life

So she came back
and offered me her love
which was then turned away
as Denied love?

I say!
Love the love from heart not from brain...
In the end of the day all you need is Love and your love ones...

EVERY SUCCESS STORY IS THE STORY OF FAILURE

There is one very important proverb " Failure is the Pillar of Success ". Most of use might be very familiar with this saying but how many of us apply this in real life? Very rare. We just say this saying is just to motivate or giving inspiration. But, i say this saying has real power if we think seriously. This is the true fact that " Every Success story has a great Failure experience ".
Tom Watson Sr  of IBM said," If you want to succeed, double your failure rate."   If we go back in time or if we search the history, we will find that almost all stories of great personalities are also the stories of greatest failures. But, we don't see failures. We only see the end result and think that the person got lucky: 'He might have been at the right place at the right time', this is what we think, but we ignore to see his struggles, labour, determination, will power, effort etc to make him successful. Most, importantly, we are blind to see his failures. 
 
This is the story of a man who failed in business at the age of 21; was defeated in a legislative race at 22; failed again in business at 24; got departed from his sweetheart at 26; had a nervous breakdown at 27; lost a congressional race at 34; lost a senatorial race at 45; failed in an effort to become vice-president at 47; lost a senatorial race again at 49; (Upto now, you might be thinking, this guy is the best loser as he has been losing in whatever he attempted), but he was elected as the president of United States of America at the age of 52. And he was non other than ABRAHAM LINCOLN..

Saturday, December 25, 2010

The two Stories of the millenium

For this year 2010: the last blog post with a true love story
social networking has changed our life and way of thinking. How we meet friendsw how we communicate is totally dependent these days on our scrap, wall and likes... sometime tweet. We had changed ourself to a social networking gadgets. But to understand where are we going, we must know the true story behind how these social networks were formed...
The True Story….
A guy lost his girlfriend in a train accident…. but the gal’s name nowhere appeared in the dead list. This guy grew up n became IT technical architect in his late 20′s, achievemnt in itself!!. He hired devlopers from the whole globe and plan to make a software where he could search for his gf through the web…Things went as planned…n he found her, after losing millions of dollars and 3 long years!! It was time to shut down the search operation, when the CEO of Google had a word with this guy n took over this application, This Software made a whopping 1 billion dolar profit in its first year, which we today know as ORKUT. The guy’s name is ORKUT BUYUKKOTEN. Yes its named after him only. Today he is paid a hefty sum by Google for the things we do like scrapping, Forum Posting etc., He is expected to b the richest person by 2009. ORKUT BUYUKKOTEN today has 13 assistants to monitor his scrapbook & 8 to monitor his friends-list. He gets around 20,000 friend-requests a day…….
The official website of the man behind ORKUT: http://www.stanford.edu/~orkut/
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Mark Zuckerberg wrote Facemash, the predecessor to Face book, on October 28, 2003, while attending Harvard as a sophomore. According to The Harvard Crimson, the site was comparable to Hot or Not, and "used photos compiled from the online facebooks of nine houses, placing two next to each other at a time and asking users to choose the 'hotter' person".

The site was quickly forwarded to several campus group list-servers, but was shut down a few days later by the Harvard administration. Zuckerberg was charged by the administration with breach of security, violating copyrights, and violating individual privacy, and faced expulsion.

Zuckerberg expanded on this initial project that semester by creating a social study tool ahead of an art history final, by uploading 500 Augustan images to a website, with one image per page along with a comment section. He opened the site up to his classmates, and people started sharing their notes.To accomplish this, Zuckerberg hacked into the protected areas of Harvard's computer network, and copied the houses' private dormitory ID images. Harvard at that time did not have a student "facebook" (a directory with photos and basic information). Facemash attracted 450 visitors and 22,000 photo-views in its first four hours online.

Membership was initially restricted to students of Harvard College, and within the first month, more than half the undergraduate population at Harvard was registered on the service. In March 2004, Facebook expanded to Stanford, Columbia, and Yale. It soon opened to the other Ivy League schools, Boston University, New York University, MIT, and gradually most universities in Canada and the United States.


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Friday, December 17, 2010

In Chennai

For the promotion of my book. Happy to see it everywhere on the stalls all across the country.
Thanks to all readers to appreciate my work and making it a loveable one and with  all my readers , approx. 10,000 copies of the novel has been sold out and second impression is already on the stands. Thanks for reading.
With love and care: Niks

Monday, December 6, 2010

~Confession~

Now since it’s been a year I am torn apart and left alone,
There are many questions which are repeatedly asked by many people....
Yet to be answered but this silence is like a good answer and yes there are 

Some things better to be left undone....

A confession for my readers …
"The last poem' in my novel "my love never faked…" is really my last poem and was gifted to my girl on my breakup...
I really mean my words.. Yes truly it was my last poem and since then I had stopped writing poems...
All poems which you read and are going to read in my forthcoming novels are written long back by for her... stored.. Gifted... they all are close to my heart…
To end this note I would like to share one of my short hindi poem with you:
“DUKH”
Teri ankhon ke moti abhi bhi sambhaal rakhe hain,
Teri yaadon se aj bhi aksar mil liya karte hain,
Kaafir na samajhna mujhe e- dost,
Dukh mujhe bhi hai tere jaane ka,
Fark itna hai in ankhoon ko nahi ata hai ,
Ansuon se jataane ka….

And now after a year when I see back:

When it comes to me I never quit
I live, love and lost
But this end I never met...
She said I never cared..
But I say….
 "I care for myself"...

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Sunday, December 5, 2010

To my readers..

It changed as I was left alone...
I am forced to be lonely
when you were gone..
It changes from writing for you..
To my readers..
There were times
ur thought were my creepers…
In a lonely night..
With my sadness I cried
And sometimes I do fight..
To make you win
I make myself a looser
They hold me with their love..
They are my readers
This life been dedicated for you…
Hope you might had knew this
something here this or may be few