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The old faded picture in the profie- that isn't me... It is Anastasia- Anastasia Nikolaevna Romanova... quite a mouthful, isn't it? Her story - the fabled Grand Duchess of the erstwhile Russia-apparently the only survivor who escaped the violent mass murder of her family in 1918 in the Bolshevic Revolution... Her daring occasionally exceeded the limits of acceptable behavior. And why her? Its her name- Anastasia: "the breaker of chains" or "the prison opener". And another meaning of her name is "RESURRECTION" Means there would never be an END

Monday, August 24, 2009

Saathi...

Saathi ki kabhi zaroorat nahi thi
Par saath tumhara maanga zaroor
Akelapan toh ek banjar zameen hai
Khushi ke phool hamesha kahan ugte hain.

Jhilmil si raat khatm ho jati hai
yeh bhi jaan lo, ki log rehte nahi
roshan-si yeh mehfil bhi uktaa jayegi
parwane hamesha kahan saath dete hain.

Guzar-basar ke bhanwar mein
Log aksar pyaar bhool jate hain.
Haath pakde chalte hain do kadam
Phir saathi pichle mod pe chhod aate hain

Yeh badha hua haath mera thaam bhi lo.
Akele kitni zindagi basar karoge?
Rahein milti hain bas ek baar
Humsafar bhi roz-roz kahan aate hain

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