Book Review

“ARE YOU MAGIC OR AM I A TRICK?” , as the name suggests. It’s a magical love story,  love story of two passionate lovers, love story of a girl who believes in miracles, who loves fairy tales and love story of a boy, who is Mr. Perfectionist, who is rich in every detail that a girl wants in her man.

Creator of this magical love story, ‘Arpita Chipkar’, she herself lives in the story.

Tanya, the chubby girl pens down her dreams. She writes about her Mr. Perfect in which she is his princess. It’s her first novel and it is a bestseller.

Something strange happens, a Mr. Stranger enters her life. Who is as perfect as Mihir Singh Rajput, the Mr. Perfect of Tanya. She is surprised to see him, she is not able to believe that Mr. Perfect exists in real, Mihir exists in real. Mr. Stranger completes the poem that is left incomplete in the novel by Tanya, and she is dumbstruck to see that.

Tanya narrates the story of the novel to her best friend or in Tanya’s words, her second brain ‘Monica’.

And now Monica hates Tanya for the cruel ending of the story. Everything was perfect but ends with a sad end. Monica calls Tanya a sadist author for this. But Tanya says, “Yes I do narrate the imperfectness as sexy. I make them sweet couple. I created that beautiful story. Then I thought they were too good to exist in reality.”

I think the same they were really too good to exist in reality and so the ending of this story is unexpected, but their love makes us feel that true love exists.

Tanya is 10 years younger than Mihir, but she loves him. Mihir is a famous blogger  and a cosmetic surgeon , he has a big fan following. Tanya is one of her fans, she wants to see him because Mihir never shows his pictures on social networks, Tanya imagines how he would be looking. She thoughts that he must not be so handsome because he has got a good brain. Good looks and intelligent mind are rare combination, but still he is her crush. But Tanya is a lucky one, she accidently meets Mihir Singh Rajput and finds that he owns that rare combination. He had good looks with intelligent mind and a perfection in his personality. And she falls in love with his dream boy, but she is not sure about Mihir, does Mihir also loves her?

Tanya is fallen for his caring nature, his looks and about his everything. They become so close to each other. They live in the same house as Tanya is his paying guest. She is a fashion designing student who goes to Bangalore alone from her hometown Karwar.

After ending the story , Tanya is still confused to know about Mr. Stranger, but soon the mystery gets solved.

What happens next!!

You must read this magical love story to find out the magical things inside.

INTERVIEW WITH GOD-1

I dreamed I had an

INTERVIEW WITH GOD.

"So you would like to

interview me?" GOD asked.

"If you have the time,"

   I said.

GOD smiled.

"My time is eternity...

...what questions do you have in mind for me?"

"What surprises you most

about humankind?"

GOD answered...

"That they get bored with childhood,

they rush to grow up,

and then long to be

children again."

"That they lose their health

to make money...

and then lose their money

to restore their health."

"That by thinking anxiously

about the future,

they forget the present,

such that they live in

neither the present

nor the future."

"That they live as if

they will never die,

and die as though

they had never lived."

GOD's hand took mine

and we were silent for a while.

And then I asked,

“As a parent,

What are some of life’s lessons

        You want your children to learn?”

“To learn they cannot

       Make anyone love them.

All they can do is

      Let themselves be loved.”

“To learn that it is not good,

    To compare themselves to others”

“To learn to forgive

      By practicing forgiveness.”

“To learn that it only takes

  A few seconds to open profound wounds

   In those they love,

And it can take many years

   To heal them.”

“To learn that a rich person

  Is not one who has the most,

But is one who

  Needs the least.”

“To learn that there are

   People who love them dearly,

But simply do not yet know how

  To express or show their feelings.”

“To learn that two people

   Can look at the same thing

And see it differently.”

“To learn that it is not enough

    That they forgive one another,

But they must also

  Forgive themselves.”

“Thank you for your time,”

    I said humbly.

“Is there anything else

    You’d like your children to know?”

GOD smiled and said…

“Just know that I am here.”

      “Always.”

Peace

Peace is what I love.
God is so kind, he has gifted me the peace.
Even the close ones are not able to disturb me now.

है कमी शब्दों की,

उनका व्यकतित्व बयां करने को

ऐसी महान शख्सियत थे वो।

फिर भी कर चला हूँ हिम्मत,

उनके लिए अपनी भावनाएँ उजागर करने को,

कि कितना हम सभी को प्रेरित कर गए हैं वो।

खुशनुमा था चेहरा उनका,

और गरीबों की हमेशा चिंता थी।

सच्चे दिल के इंसान थे वो,

और सच्चा भारतवासी उनकी पहचान थी।

हर डगर पर साथी बन चलते,

दिखाते देश को हरदम एक नई राह।

हमारा भारत हो सर्वश्रेष्ठ सबसे,

यही थी उनके दिल की चाह।

सीधा-सादा व्यवहार उनका,

और थी मधुर सी वाणी।

हमारी सोच को विकसित करती,

उनकी हर एक कहानी।

हर वर्ग के प्रेरणा-श्रोत हैं वो,

चाहे हो वृद्ध या कोई विद्यार्थी।

मन में रहता प्रेम सबके लिए,

और थे हर वर्ग के साथी।

यह यकीन करना भी मुश्किल है,

और सोच पाना भी मुमकिन नहीं।

भर आती हैं मन की आँखें,

जब याद आए की अब वे हमारे बीच नहीं।

उन्हें करते हैं दिल से सलाम,

हमेशा उन्हें याद करेंगे।

वे इंसान के रूप में फऱिश्ता रहे,
जाने के बाद भी सदा अमर रहेंगे।

Mystery

Is it real or a dream
how to figure out,
that it is milk or the cream.
Doors are open,
but the curtains are still on,
windows are closed
and the glasses are black.
Footprints are on my way,
they are disappearing
and I am getting afraid.
Suddenly..!
A hand is on my shoulder,
it's big and heavy,
pressing down my shoulder.
The hands are on my eyes now,
Lights are stopped,
rays are trapped,
someone is playing hide and seek.
Who's he..!
I want to know,
why is he playing with me,
tell me my lord.
This is a mystery to be solved,
all the secrets to be hold.
A game to be finished
and the truth to be ruled,
in this world of liars.

Cheer Him Up

He is silent
He is mute
People say that the ones who are funny,
Are the ones who are cute.
It means he is not funny,
He is not cute.
He is in that fearful corner,
Sitting like a separated soul,
Looking at the wall of thoughts
And missing his targeted goal.

The world far away from him,
Is enjoying in the bar
Having shots on shots,
And driving fast their car.

Let's get back to see that dumbo boy
Why is he so sad,
Why is he crying so bad.
Is he afraid of the world ?
Or may be he is afraid of himself.

He needs someone to cheer him up,
Someone to cheer up his loneliness,
To cheer up his confidence
To make him funny,
To make him cute.
He needs a friend to enjoy with,
And a friend to 'laugh out loud'.

(Poem For 'Cheer up the lonliness day'
11th July)

I CAN FLY

I can fly,

             when the moonlight is walking through the windows
             and making a vision, like a dreamworld effect.

I can fly,
             when the green leaf is smiling
             looking up and blushing at me,
             thanking me for the care I do.

I can fly,
             when the cotton clouds are stuck by someone
             there in the blue sky,
             Who was that man to reach up so high?

I can fly,
             when I am alone
             sitting with an invisible companion,
             holding my hand and showing me the way
             to overcome my fears.

I can fly,
             when I am at the top
             making everybody proud,
             living the happiness,
             enjoying the dream of mine changing into reality.

I want to fly,
                   for them
                   who don't get a clean cloth to wear in their lifetime,
                   those who are smiling, when the life is smiling , on their painful smiles.