ARt For DESire

बिल्लियां सभी की बात सुनने के बाद वे जाती है सबसे जरूरी काम को अंजाम देने। सूंघ कर, चाट कर रिसर्च करने। अपने आकार के लिए है बेहद सजग, हर जगह घुस कर देखने में रहती है मशगूल तब। कुछ मनका न मिलने पर, गुस्से को नाक पर रखती है तब। लेकिन उत्सुकता से कम भरी नही रहती है आंखें कुछ घटित हो जाने पर अपने वजूद के लिए मनुष्यों से भी ज्यादा उत्सुक होती ये बिल्लियां। अपनी सारी शर्तें निभाने के लिए तैयार होती है बिल्लियां।

मैं भी  चली नये सफर की ओर, नये डगर की ओर। था जो ख्या़लों में,हैं इरादो में अब, थी बीच मझधार में जब, नहीं था साथ किसी का तब। हैं इरादा यही चलना है अकेले ं अ ब                                                                                                   - प्रशांत 

We don't need great minds,We don't need technology. We don't need power ,We don't need money. We don't need internet,We don't need connectivity. All we need is Humanity , moral values the values that makes us a good human being .

लड़की होना कभी कभी  पाप  सा लगता है , ज़िन्दगी का कुछ हिस्सा अधुरा सा लगता है | सपने देखने की आजादी तो होती है , पर अफ़सोस पूरे करने का ना हक होता है | अकेले छोड़ देंगे कैसा सवाल होता है, लड़की के लिए इसीलिए बहुत खौफ सा होता है | अनजान होती है वो सपनो की हकीकत से.  क्योंकि असलियत देखने का न हौसला होता है | सोचती है सब साथ है उसके अपने , पर जानती है कभी पूरे ना होंगे उसके सपने  | लड़की होना कभी कभी  पाप  सा लगता है. ज़िन्दगी का कुछ हिस्सा अधुरा सा लगता है|                                                कविता- दीपाली श्रीवास्तव 

I was bored and I found someone was sitting in front of PC and I found that he was lost in his work and that was so beautiful moment that I captured it by sketching... His love for programming brings tremendous amount of concentration in him And my conversation with him always end with some kind of logical problem

udna h mujhe lekin udan bharana asaan nhi pankh h lekin pankh felena asaan nhi khwaish h asman chune ki lkn asmaan ko chuna asan nhi jee chatha h tara bankar chamku lekin taraa bnaa san nhi barish bnkr bh jati hu ankhon se kyunki badal sa garajna asan nhi andhi si uth ti h dil m lekin kamzoor jadon sae tufaan lana asaan nhi udna chahti hu Asman m lkn udaan bhrna asaan nhi - poem by Deepali shrivastava

                          HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY                      What makes a women.. It is the baby who was tempted to be killed in womb.. It is the girl who has being given the kitchen to manage.. It is a teen who has been taught to walk headed down in streets.. It is a girlfriend who has to understand, love,and sacrifice everything for her love.. It is a daughter who has to leave her own house and make her living in an unknown house..unknown people.. It is a wife.. Who has to walk with her husband in any circumstances. It is a mother who has to bear a baby in her womb..to give a new life.. It is an old mother..who has to live waiting for her child to take care of her.. Without expectation..,she does with full dedication ,love and sacrifice.. This makes a Women..

The corruption of people is to behave in an inhuman way.

 The person who wants to be free,  would never free because of his need.  The person who is free is never free,  because he don't know what he is indeed.  Those who are busy wants to be free,  Those who are free wants to be busy.  One thing I have noticed that-  "Everyone want some change.  Either they are busy or free".                                                           By - Sumit shrivastava

I am proud to be a girl, As precious as a pearl.. Give me my rights,  And I will achieve great heights.. I am beautiful, I am bold And find me as valuable as gold.. I have equal rights to enjoy as John , Tom and Harry as a boy..!!

In every eyes we see It has different and unique personalities Even though we liked it or not The thing is it is not our eyes It is the way we think....!!

Happiness can make you sing, Joy to you it will bring.. Happiness is state of mind not a feel, Many say its not real but you can reach.. Happiness can make you feel jumpy inside, Leaving all the universe aside.. Happiness is the treasure which is away from the rest, It lies in the faith that resides inside your chest..!!                             

Disha Patani

                                              Harsh vardhan Kapoor

I am in 21st....And where you placed me..Is it where I deserved to be.., Is it what I am meant for..,I adaptad in every role.. Yet You don't give what is due to me..? My Dad Promised me Every Happiness in Mother's world.. And you gave inferiority , feminity....My Husband promised A Life full Of Rights.. And I am now Only Your House's Slave.. My Child Made promise to keep Me at Seventh Sky.. And I am underneath you..you put me beside..!Your Other Half.. Spiritually Broken.. It will be continued.. With the ones coming after.. How will it ever break-free..?I can't answer..it is never taught to me..

Who , the ideal of Peace and Ahimsa.. Who said , "Ishwar Is Satya and Satya is Ishwar".. Who made realized, human race is One.. Who's love and kindness, Conquered the Hea of people.. Who enlightened , War could be fought without sword and gun.. Who Brought freedom, To my nation.. He is My bapu ...."FATHER OF MY  NATION" . . rt                           By - SamikshA Shrivastava

Shall i have the permission... To go out of the house For my sake.., for your sake.. Might for the world.. Let me go out.. ur toddler want to fly.., want to smile.. And to cry.. To learn the lesson of lif e                                                             By- Samiksha Shrivastava

We all know that flowers need rain.. But what the dark desire,has a man,for pain? You can't stop the downpour,nor even the sunshine... If I desire to gain,you can't forbid the passion of mine... My passion strikes like a beat of drum...pounding effortlessly through the soul... And I find the power to conquer the whole...!!                                                                                                                                   Written by -     -  SamikSha SrivaStava                                       ...

You Grace me with favour.. You disguise me with perception.. I forgot the game of tag, the Crockett's Hill, where I slide.. My spirit n soul are trapped.. I want to get out from under... Demand to perform , to work for Things n Objects to keep up with Jones n Kardashians...! Let my screaming to be free.... Screaming to reveal the possibilities of my good life..just don't give damn about who thinks what about me... Written by -  SamikSha SrivaStava

I was try to imagine a world  that beyond  the world we live in under the sky filled with twinkling stars . Far from all worries and storms of life A place for me and place for all of us  that is green and bright .