Tarapith-- The Maha Shakti Pith :)

Kali is regarded as one of the principal deities of Bengal. Kali is a powerful and complex Goddess with multiple forms. The Divine can be manifested in many different forms, with various roles and personalities. According to legend, not withstanding her husband Shiva’s insult by her father Daksha, Sati jumped into fire and gave her life. Enraged by this mishap, Shiva went wild. To pacify Him,Vishnu decimated the body of Sati with his chakra into 51 different parts. The body parts fell all over the Indian subcontinent. The places where the body parts fell – have become centres of worship of the Goddess in different manifestations. There are 51 of those and they are called Shakti Peethas. Some of them are in West Bengal.

Sage Vasishtha had seen this form and worshipped goddess Sati in the form of Tara. Tara is no one but Maa Kali. Maa Kali is fiery and violent, has four hands and blood drips from Her tongue. Kali temples are found in numbers all over India. Hindus all over the world worship Maa Kali in various forms. Some of the famous Kali temples are at Kalighat, Dakshineshwar, Tarapith etc. The great devotees of Maa Kali, namely Ramkrishna, Bamakhepa etc used to worship Maa Kali in these Kali temples. The Kali temples draw immense attraction during the festive times, especially during Kali Puja.                                                                                                                                                                 THE STORY OF BAMDEV  Although Bamakhepa is not particularly know for worshipping Kali, he was such a great Mother worshipper and contemporary of Sri Ramakrishna that he should be mentioned. Bamakhepa worshipped Mother in the form of Tara and became a famous Tantric saint practicing sadhana at the Trapith cremation ground. Tarapith in West Bengal is difficult to get to and, therefore, only a few Westerners have visited this ancient spiritual center. Tarapith is situated in the district of Birbhum, home of the Bauls and birthplace of famous Vaishnava and Shakta saints. Bamakhepa was born in 1837-one year after Sri Ramakrishna-near Tarapith in the village of Alta. Although his parents were poor Brahmins, Bamakhepa’s father, Sarvananda Chatterjee, was well known and respected for his piety and so was Bamakhepa’s mother, Rajkumari. His name was actually Bama, but since he showed absolutely no interest in worldly matters even from early youth on, people called him mad and added “khepa” (mad) to his name. Khepa is a term used mostly by Tantrics and Bauls and is not an ordinary madness. One who is called khepa is generally considered a great soul. As a young boy, Bamakhepa had a peculiar habit. At the dead of night, he liked to steal into his neighbors’ houses, take their images of Gods and Goddesses and carry them to a riverbank some distance away. There he worshipped the images all night long. When, in the morning, the villagers couldn’t find their family deities, they would make a big scene. Bamakhepa was discovered as the culprit but, no matter how severely his parents scolded him, they could not prevent him from taking the images. Bamakhepa’s education never went beyond the simple village school he attended. There was not enough money in the family to send the boy away for higher education and study of the scriptures. His father died when Bamakhepa was very young, and, therefore, his mother and widowed elder sister were the first ones who gave him any kind of spiritual instructions. They told the boy ancient Hindu stories from the Ramayana and Mahabharata, and it was due to their efforts that Bamakhepa developed a spiritual sentiment early in life. He enjoyed singing devotional songs which he became rather good at it, to the delight of his mother and elder sister. Financial troubles worsened, and Bamakhepa’s mother had to send him and his brother to live at an uncle’s house. The uncle made and effort to make the boys active parts of his family and dispatched them to look after his cows. But when he found Bamakhepa unfit to take care even this simple task, he sent him back home to his mother. Bamakhepa proved incompetent to perform any kind of work. All he wanted to do was worship Mother Tara. When he saw a red hibiscus flower, he thought of Ma Tara. When he uttered “Ma Tara,” he became unconscious of his surroundings. Even his mother was convinced her son was mad and, in order to keep him out of harm’s way, she put him under house arrest. But at an opportune moment, Bamakhepa broke out, swam across the river Dwaraka and walked all the way to holy Tarapith. He had heard about Kailaspati Baba, the well-known Tantric who was believed to be a realized soul. Bamakhepa went straight to his cottage. Recognizing Bamakhepa’s potential for spiritual realization, the Baba accepted him as his disciple. Bamakhepa began to practice serious Tantric sadhana under the guidance of Kailaspati Baba. Meanwhile, Bamakhepa’s mother was worried about her son and, after a long search, found him in Kailaspati Baba’s cottage. When she realized that she couldn’t persuade him to come with her, she asked one of her family members who was a prominent man in town to help him. This uncle, by the name of Durga Charan Sarkar, was an agent of the Maharaja of Natore and, using his influence in Tarapith, he procured Bamakhepa a job of collection flowers for the service at the Tarapith Temple. But Bamakhepa was not meant for work, and couldn’t perform this task. Instead of picking flowers, he sat absorbed in thoughts of the Divine Mother. Forgetful of his physical comforts, he was unaware if it was day or night, hot or cold, rain or sunshine. Smoking hemp, he lived in the Tarapith cremation ground surrounded by snakes, dogs, cats, and jackals Although Bamakhepa seemed to have caused nothing but trouble to his mother, and he had not contacted her for a long time, he had great love and reverence for her. When news reached Tarapith that she had died and that her body could not be brought to the Tarapith cremation ground due to excessive flooding, Bamakhepa swam across the flood-swollen river. With his mother’s dead body in his arms, he returned to Tarapith and asked his brother Ramcharan to perform the funeral rites. How could this poor family afford to pay for the funeral? By divine providence, as it were, money and good came to feed all the guests. People in Tarapith still tell the story about the dark clouds that appeared in the sky as the body of Bamakhepa’s mother was burnt. Though a sudden heavy downpour flooded all of Tarpith, not a single drop fell on the funeral gathering. Bamakhepa was in the habit of moving around completely naked. One day someone asked him, “Why are you naked?” Bamakhepa replied, “My Father (Shiva) is naked; my Mother (Tara) is also naked. So, I am practicing that. Moreover, I don’t live in society. I live in the cremation ground with my Mother. So I have no shame or fear!” Under the guidance of his guru Kaliaspati Baba and the Tantric master Mokshananda, Bamakhepa completed all the major Tantric rites and sadhana in accordance with the shastras (scriptures). It is interesting that Bamakhepa, like Sri Ramakrishna, practiced Tantra while remaining absolutely celibate. Just as Sri Ramakrishna, Bamakhepa also looked upon women as mother. One day a beautiful, young woman tried to tempt Bamakhepa by offering herself to him as his bhairavi (here meaning: “partner in sexual practices”). No matter how much she tried, she could find no “male sign” in him. Suddenly, Bamakhepa cried out “Ma Tara” and bit the woman’s breast. Blood oozed from her breast and she fell down unconscious. When Bamakhepa’s spiritual guides saw that their disciple had attained perfection, Kailaspati Baba and Mokshananda installed him as the spiritual leader of Tarapith and left. Yet nothing, not even this high honor, could bind Bamakhepa. He neglected to follow temple regulations and did not obey social rules. Sometimes he sat with stray dogs, sharing his food with them, and sometimes he answered calls of nature within the holy temple terrain. He was not concerned, and the thought of purity or impurity did not enter his mind. He had practiced same-sightedness for so long. One day the temple priests caught Bamakhepa eating the temple food before it was offered to Ma Tara. They were so angry with him that they stopped supplying him with food. Four days after this incident, the Maharani (queen) of Natore had a strange dream. Ma Tara appeared to her and said: “I am thinking of leaving this place. I asked my favorite son Bamakhepa to eat, the priests have beaten him and taken away his food. If my son does not eat first, how can I, his mother?” When she woke up, the Maharani ordered that, henceforth, Bamakhepa should be fed before Ma Tara. After that, nobody dared to obstruct Bamakhepa. The mad saint of Tarapith became famous for his yogic powers and even people from far away came to see him. Some sought nothing but his blessings while others asked to be healed or helped in distress. Bamakhepa healed many sick people with his psychic powers. Once a dying man came to Tarapith and asked Bamakhepa for prasad (consecrated food). Bamakhepa took pity on him and fed him with his own hand. Soon after, the man miraculously recovered and walked home. There was a leper in Tarapith by the name of Nanda Handi, who belonged to the untouchable caste. Nanda often brought Bamakhepa food and, although he was a Brahmin of the highest caste, Bamakhepa accepted Nanda’s food. In return for the favor, he gave Nanda some mud one day and asked him to rub it on his sours. Nanda did as told and the terrible leprosy left his body. A man form Balagram by the name of Nimai suffered terribly form hernia problems. He had so much pain that he was unable to maintain his family. Thinking he was of no use to anybody, not even to himself, he resoled the commit suicide. Rope in hand; he came to Tarapith one dark night with the intention to hang himself. Suddenly, he heard a terrible voice. It was Bamakhepa calling upon Ma Tara. Nimai was too scared to commit suicide and, not knowing what to do with himself, he remained in Tarapith near Bamakhepa. One day Nimai enraged Bamakhepa because he lit his pipe on Bamakhepa’s holy dhuni fire. The angry saint kicked the hernia patient in the lower part of his abdomen and Nimai fell down unconscious. But to his great surprise, when Nimai got up some time later, he was completely cured of the hernia afflictions. Another story about Bamakhepa tells of a dying tuberculosis patient who was brought to the saint on a stretcher for final blessings. Instead of blessing the man, Bamakhepa caught him by the neck. Furiously choking and shaking the man, Bamakhepa shouted, “Now, will you commit any more sin?” Strangely enough, after Bamakhepa’s rough treatment, the man got off the stretcher, asked for some food and drink and then walked home, healthier and wiser. But not all people who approached Bamakhepa were so lucky. When a couple of snobbish young men made fun of Bamakhepa because he shared his food with stray dogs, Bamakhepa suddenly touched them. To their horror, they saw in a vision that Bamakhepa and the dogs had turned into Gods while they had turned into hideous bats. Having heard about Bamakhepa’s healing powers, a priest by the name of Nagen Panda brought a dying man to Tarapith. The sick man was very rich, and Nagen Panda thought that he would be richly rewarded if he could get Bamakhepa to cure him. But contrary to Nagen Panda’s expectation, Bamakhepa did nothing of the sort. He just uttered the word “phat” and the man died immediately. Furious, Nagen Panda accused Bamakhepa of killing the man. “I am not responsible,” said Bamakhepa, “for it was the Mother who spoke through me.” Bamakhepa was not learned but the Mother revealed everything to him, as he used to say. The saint of Tarapith lived a long life and through his holy presence sanctified the place and the people who came in contact with him. He entered mahasamadhi (final liberation) in 1911.                                                                                         A COURTESY OF www.Kalimandir.org & google

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Veg Fried Rice

Prep Time: Under 15 min

Cook Time: Under 15 min

Serves: 3 people

Yield: Makes around 4-6 servings depending on the additions made 

Ingredients

For the Basic Fried Rice
• 3 cups cooked rice, see Tips
• 1/4 cup minced Scallion (Green Onion), sliced thinly - green and white separated
• 1/4 cup Red Bell Pepper, see Tips
• 1/2 cup Green peas
• 1/4 cup Green Beans
• 1/4 cup Carrots
• 1/4 cup Cabbage
• 1/4 cup Celery
• 2 tbsp Soy Sauce (or Tamari), or to taste
• 1 tbsp Sesame Oil, see Tips
• 1 tbsp Garlic, minced
• 1 tbsp Ginger, peeled and minced, see Tips

Optional Additions
• 1 tsp Chilli sauce, or to taste
• 1/8 tsp Vinegar

Optional Protein Additions
• 1/2 cup Baked Tofu (or)
• 1/2 cup Fried Extra Firm Tofu (or)
• 2 Eggs, scrambled or hard boiled (or)
• 1/2 cup Soya Chunks (meal maker/TVP) (or)
• 1/2 cup fried cubed Tempeh (or)
• 1/2 cup crumbled Seitan (or)
• 1/2 cup Edamame

Tips

 
1. Rice: You can use 3-4 cups of rice for this recipe. If you do not have leftover rice, then you would have to a little bit of prep of cooking and cooling the rice. Preferably you want the rice to be a little separated, not as much as say a pulao recipe  and not a mushy rice either. See step 1 for details on how to cook the rice for this.
 
2. Bell pepper (Capsicum): You can use any color you like. I use the Red variety for their health benefits, superior to that of the green variety.
 
3. Sesame oil: I usually use a chilli + sesame oil mix for the spiciness. But you can use regular sesame oil and add chilli sauce additionally. You can also use the toasted sesame oil towards the end if you like. If sesame oil is not your thing, just add regular vegetable oil.
 
4. Ginger: Depending upon the quality and taste preference, you might need add more or less ginger (ditto for garlic) 

Method

 If the rice is freshly cooked, set aside to cool naturally (or refrigerate it for at least 3 hours uncovered or until completely dry and grains are easily separated). I use 1 cup raw rice that I cooked in 1-1/2 cups water with 1 tsp vegetable oil. I, at times, also add salt which is optional. Saute the rice in oil until translucent, stirring constantly for 2-3 minutes. Add water and salt if using. Bring it to boil, stir and then reduce the heat to low-medium. Cover and cook until liquid is absorbed - around 10-12 minutes. Cool as mentioned in the first line.

Heat a wok (or any skillet) in high heat. Make sure to keep all the ingredients already. Add the sesame oil, followed by scallion whites, ginger and garlic.

Stir for 5-6 seconds and the minute the aroma starts wafting, add rest of the vegetables.  Make sure nothing burns given that you are cooking in high heat. You want the vegetables to be cooked but still crunchy which is why it is important to chop the vegetables into small pieces (and also keep them uniform in size). Keep stirring. This whole things should take around 30-40 seconds.

If using edamame, thaw it at room temperature or soak in warm water to defrost and add it here. Same for Soy chunks (prep as per package directions and add it here). Seitan can also be added at this point. Rest of the additions, if using, can be added along with rice /or towards the end since they are already cooked. 

Next add the soy sauce (and/or toasted sesame oil + chilli sauce if using). Stir for the flavors to combine. Make sure you don't stir it too much 'cos that might make the rice mushy.

Combine well. If it looks dry, you can sprinkle some water. For it to look closer to restaurant style, you would need to add more oil.

Serve garnished with scallion greens. It tastes best when hot. Enjoy them with Gobi Manchurian, Baby Corn, Manchurian, Vegetable Manchurian or any other side dish of your choice.

        

                                                                             

 

                                                                               

2. Shahi Paneer

Ingredients

		Paneer (cottage cheese)	400 grams
	Onion ,quartered	2 large
	Oil	2 tablespoons
	Cloves	3
•	Black peppercorns	4-5
•	Cinnamon	2 one inch sticks
•	Bay leaf	1
•	Green chillies,slit	2
•	Ginger paste	1 teaspoon
•	Garlic paste	1 teaspoon
•	Cashewnut paste	1/4 cup
•	Yogurt	1/2 cup
•	Cream	1/2 cup
•	Saffron (kesar)	a pinch
•	Garam masala powder	1/2 teaspoon
•	Salt	to taste

Green cardamom powder                              1/4 teaspoon

Method
 
Cut the paneer into half inch wide and one inch long pieces. Boil the onions in quarter cup of water. Drain and allow to cool. Grind to a fine paste. Heat the oil in a kadai, add the cloves, peppercorns, cinnamon and bay leaf and sauté till fragrant. Add the green chillies and boiled onion paste and sauté for three to four minutes on low heat so it does not get coloured. Add the ginger paste and garlic paste and continue to sauté for half a minute. Add the cashewnut paste and sauté for another two minutes. Add the yogurt and sauté till the water from the yogurt gets absorbed. Stir in the cream, saffron and garam masala powder and salt to taste. Add the paneer and stir gently to mix. Sprinkle green cardamom powder and serve hot. 

                                                                             
Dhokar Dalna                                                        

Ingredients

250 grams Chana Dal or split chick peas 6 tablespoon Cooking oil 2 Tomato 1 teaspoon Cumin or jeera 2 teaspoon Cumin powder 1/2 teaspoon Turmeric Powder 1/2 teaspoon Garam Masala 4 Bay leaves (Large) 1 tablespoon Ghee 3 tablespoon Ginger chili paste 2 teaspoon Salt

1 Prepare the Chana Dal paste: Soak Chana Dal for 6-7 hours in water(room temperature). Drain out the excess water. Add 2 Tea spoon of Ginger Chili paste, 1 Tea spoon of salt and � Tea spoon of sugar. Grind the ingredients using a mixer/grinder. Grind it in mixer to form a smooth paste of Chana dal.

2. Heat 2 tea spoon of oil in a deep pan or kadai for 2 mins. Add the Chana Dal paste and fry it till the semi-liquid state is lost (dry the paste)

3 Take a dish and spread 4-5 drops of oil on the surface and spread it. Take the paste from Kadai and spread it evenly on the plate

4 Cut the spread into diamond shaped cubes and keep them aside. Now add 5 Table spoon of oil in the kadai and allow it to heat (4 minutes). Deep fry the diamond shaped cubes in the heated oil

5 Keep the fried cubes aside.

6 Add Cumin seeds and bay leaves to the left over oil in Kadai and fry it for 30 seconds

Directions

1 Prepare the Chana Dal paste: Soak Chana Dal for 6-7 hours in water(room temperature). Drain out the excess water. Add 2 Tea spoon of Ginger Chili paste, 1 Tea spoon of salt and � Tea spoon of sugar. Grind the ingredients using a mixer/grinder. Grind it in mixer to form a smooth paste of Chana dal.  2 Heat 2 tea spoon of oil in a deep pan or kadai for 2 mins. Add the Chana Dal paste and fry it till the semi-liquid state is lost (dry the paste) 3 Take a dish and spread 4-5 drops of oil on the surface and spread it. Take the paste from Kadai and spread it evenly on the plate 4 Cut the spread into diamond shaped cubes and keep them aside. Now add 5 Table spoon of oil in the kadai and allow it to heat (4 minutes). Deep fry the diamond shaped cubes in the heated oil 5 Keep the fried cubes aside. 6 Add Cumin seeds and bay leaves to the left over oil in Kadai and fry it for 30 seconds  7 Add the cut tomatoes and allow it to cook for 2 minutes

8 Add the Ginger Chili paste (2 Table spoon), Turmeric Powder (1/2 Tea spoon), Cumin Powder (2 Tea spoon), Salt (1 Tea spoon) and Sugar (1/4 Tea spoon). Stir it well for 2 minutes

9 Add 2 cups of water and let it come to boil. Then add the fried cubes

10 Allow it to cook for 5-6 minutes. Add Salt to taste,Garam Masala powder and Ghee . Cover the Kadai with a lid for 1 minute and then turn off the flame

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Sitaron Ke Jaise Hain Tumhari Nazar

Main Jahan Bhi Jau  Jahan Bhi Dekhu

Tumhari Palkon Tale Guzrein Meri Safar

Bass Ab Dil Thahar Jana Chahti Hain

Kisi Per Ki Niche Darkhat Ki 

Bistar Pe Shonah Chahti Hain

Aur Mujhe Nind Ajaye Toh Tum

Kohre Ki Ghunghat Orr Ke

Meri Badan Pe Samah Janah

Meri Hoth Tumhari 

Chahat Ki Sharab Pina Chahti Hain

                                                                     M-e-Z :D

                                                    Autumn Love For My Baby My Fire !! 
                                                         Mmmmuuaahhhh :O :D <3<3<3

                                                                                   

Woh...... :)

Woh Chalta Raheta Hain Ektara Ko Leke

Mann Hi Mann Mein Gungunate Hue

Woh Badan Pe Mal Ta Hain Zameen Ke Dhul

Apne Ruh Ki Surat Chupate Hue

Phir Raah Pe Baheti Khamosh Nadiya

Usse Chahat Ki Nazar Se Pukar Ti Hain

Woh Dub Jate Hain Thande Pani Ke Aagosh Mein

Utar Ke Kaprein Pani Mein Lange Nahate Hain

Phir Pahen Ke Libas Phir Chalte Hain

Badan Ki Bhukh Kavi Niche Se Toh

Kavi Upar Se Usse Har Din Satate Hain

Kisi Shaakh Se Girti Hui Kaliyan Uss Ki

Pairon Tale Dabke Kuchal Jati Hain

Lekin Uss Kaali Ko Haath Pe Liyeh

Jab Woh Uss Ki Pankhuriya Ko Chumti Hain

Tab Veeni Veeni Khusbu Se Woh Kaliyan

Uss Bairagi Ke Dil Ko Bahelati Hain

Raat Ki Andhera Cha Jayee Toh

Gaheri Neeli Roshni Se Vari Hoti Hain Rahein

Door Door Tak Kuch Dikhai Nehi Dete

Hawayon Ke Sard Hatheli Chhu Jati Hain Tan Ko

Aur Tanhai Ke Tabassum Kuch Nazm 

Uthti Girti Shashoon Ke Saath 

Dharkan Ke Sitar Pe Kuch Udhasi Ke Sur Bajate Hain

Tab Ek Tukra Chand Falak Pe Utar Ti Hain

Apni Thandi Agan Se Dil Ko Sahara Deti Hain

Aur Jo Sitarein Asman Pe Jalte Bhujte Hain

Woh Uss Bairagi Ko Chalne Ki Rah Dikhate Hain

Kahete Hain Bairagi Ko Tum Bhi Ho Hamari Tarha

Zameen Kaho Ya Asman Jalna Bhujna

Zinah Marnah Har Jagah Ek Hi 

Qaidein Mein Hain Bandha Hua   

Fark Sirf Itna Ke Sabki Kahani Hain Alag Alag

Lekin Har Ek Raahgir Ki Kismat

Ek Hi Dhaage Se Hain Bandah Hua

Ek Pyass Bhuj Jaye Toh Dusrah

Hota Hain Shuru Yeh Khel Hain Anokhi

Chalta Raheta Hain Hardum 

Bass Uss Perr Ki Tarha Chup Raheke

Dekho Bairagi Iss Khel Ko

Jis Mein Tum Bhi Shamil Ho

Tum Bhi Hissa Ho Kudrat Ki Kan Kan Mein

Tum Judah Bhi Nehi Aur Tum Jurah Bhi Nehi

Bass Ek Kahani Ho Iss Duniya Ke Bishal Kitab Ki

M-e-Z

The Story of Mankind :)

                                                                               

Khirki

Khirki Ajeeb Hoti Hain Yeh Khirki

Kavi Mann Ki Khirki Khol Ti Hain

Kavi Dil Ki Khirki Bol Ti Hain

Kavi Kavi Badan Ki Khirki

Kuch Bechaini Mein Tarap Ke

Apni Anchuuye Kuch Pahelu Ko Leke

Bahar Logon Ki Qatar Mein

Khud Ko Behisab Ghol Deti Hain

Raah Pe Guzarte Guzarte

Kuch Nigahein Iss Nazar Mein

Kuch Iss Tarha Se Bass Jati Hain

Jaise Kisi Khamosh Samah Ho Shaam Ke

Aur Kuch Darkhat Ke Laherate Hue Isharein

Bol Rahin Hain Mujhko

Ke Ruk Jao Do Ghari

Main Vi Khari Hoon Idhar

Tumharein Intezar Mein

Tum Roz Chali Jati Ho Mujhe Bhul Ke

Tumne Kavi Dekha Nehi

Ke Main Kab Hui Jawan

Aur Kab Meri

Hariyali Se Vari Jawani

Chup Ke Se Mausam Ke Haath

Burhapa Mein Dhaal Gayi

Aur Jab Kavi Bheer Mein Chalti Hoon

Khoye Raheti Hoon

Apni Kamyabi Aur Na Kamyabi Ke

Uljhe Hue Ginti Ke Hissab Mein

Tab Kavi Kavi Achanak

Do Badalon Ke Parbat Ke Bich

Ek Khubsurat  Saat Rang Ki Dariya

Nazar Ke Samne Suneheri Kirno Ke Saath

Hoth Dabake Muskurati Hain

Kaheti Hain Mujhse

Khud Ki Mol Tumne Toh Lagali

Kavi Khushi Ko Kavi Ghum Ko Apnali

Lekin Kavi Meri Mol Vi Samjha Karo

Main Saat Rang Mein Ghuli Hoon

Phir Vi Duniya Ke Nazar Mein Anmol Hoon

Kavi Kavi Bistar Mein Baith Ke

Anjane Mein Door Uss  Albela

Asman Ko Dekhti Hoon

Kitne Panchi Kitne Rang Kitne Sapne

Roz Koi Rang Saaz Apni Ungli Se

Kuch Jadui Naskshe Asman Ke Badan Pe

Kavi Zari Se Toh Kavi Safed Dhaage Se Bunn Ke

Insan Ke Nazar Ke Samne Dikhne Ke Liyeh

Haath Pe Haath Dhare Baithe Rahete Hain

Kavi Kavi Meri Nazar 

Unn Phulkari Pe Pareh Toh

Woh Meri Nazar Andazgi Se 

Bahad Hairan Hote Hain

Woh Kahete Hain Mujhse

Tum Roz  Ek Hi Khirki Se

Insan Ke Banaye Hue Tasbeer Mein 

Apni Mouzud Gi Ko Talash Kar Ti Ho

Aur Main Hoon Ke Roz Tumhare Liyeh

Naye Naye Jannat-e-Manzar Bunte Raheta Hoon

Tum Meri Taraf Dekhti Vi Nehi

Mujhe Hamesha Bhul Jate Ho

Kavi Toh Kholo

Apni Nazar Ki Khirki

Tum Yun Hi Chhup Na Raho

Bolo Kavi Meri Zubani Vi Bolo  

                                                                               M-e-Z :)
                                                            Those Lovely Views from 
                                                            That Wonderful Window !!! :)