Reasons to be Happy !!

We all thrive for happiness in our daily life. If you are successful but not happy then it has no meaning. Sad and happy feelings are two side of coin called life. One cannot enjoy happiness if one have not been sad. People end up being unhappy more than happy due to the high expectations from life. But we often tend to ignore that we have and be grateful for what we have in life.

I am also no exception when it comes to life expectations and pursuit of  happiness. One day I was spending time with my friends at late night and something struct into my mind about being grateful for what I have. I didn't waste a minute to pen down.It's my first attempt to write a Ghazal. Hope you can relate to yourself. Please leave the comments and feedback so that I can improve.

 હું ખુશ છુ

હું આ દુનિયામાં આવ્યો , હું ખુશ છુ,

ને આ જિંદગી ને માણ્યો , હું ખુશ છુ,

જીવન તો ઉતાર ચઢાવ વાળો રસ્તો,

પણ રસ્તો ચાલવા મળ્યો, હું ખુશ છુ.

ઇચ્છા વ્યક્ત કરતા જ પુરી થાય માંગ 

દેવતા સમાન માં-બાપ પામ્યો ,હું ખુશ છુ.

તોફાન મસ્તી કરતા વિતાવ્યુ બાળપણ,

ધમાલ્યા ભાઇ જોડે રમ્યો , હું ખુશ છુ.

નાનપણથી જ મજાના મિત્રો બન્યા, 

દરેકની સાથે મોજ થી ફર્યો, હું ખુશ છુ.

સુંદર પાત્રો મળ્યા, ખટમધુરા અનુભવ થયા, 

પ્રેમ કરવાનો અવસર મળ્યો, હું ખુશ છુ.

આનંદમય જીવન દરેકનુ નસીબ ક્યાં ?

ભાગ્યમાં હતુ એટલુ હસ્યૉ, હું ખુશ છુ.

વિચારોની સ્વતંત્રતાની કિંમત તો અમુલ્ય,

આવી આઝાદ જીંદગી જીવ્યો,હું ખુશ છુ.

શિકાયત કેમ અધુરી ઇચ્ચાઓની ધ્વનિત, 

એના માર્ગ ને અનુસર્યો , હું ખુશ છુ.

Younger Brother ..A Special childhood Friend !!

Wow its been more than 3 years since my last post. Time flies so fast :) So here it goes.

Having a sibling is a gift. Having a younger sibling is being fortunate and having a younger Brother is a blessing. I have seen my buddy's whole life closely for 17 years before I moved to states. 17 years of life is a long time to share and care for someone crazy like my little brother Bhaumik. Younger ones are always more care free and more pampered at home by parents and entire family. Bhaumik is the last one ( the youngest ) in entire Dave family of more than 20 cousins. So one can imagine what kind of special treatment he has got for years. He made me realized what it takes to be an elder brother.I wrote a small poem on his 22nd birthday to gift him.

વ્હાલો ભાઈ

ભાઈ ના તુ ક્યારેય એકલો હતો , કે ના તુ ક્યારેય એકલો હોઈશ,

જિંદગીના અટપટા રસ્તાઓ પર, આ મોટા ભાઈને સાથે જ જોઇશ.

૧૭ અપ્રિલ નો શુભદિન , જયારે તુ દવે કુટુંબમાં આવ્યો ,

તુ તો ઘરનો સૌથી નાનો , કે ઘરનો બન્યો સૌનો લાડકો.

મારા ખોળામા મુકતા જ હું બોલ્યો , મમ્મી આ કોણ છે ?

નાદાન સવાલ થી મા મલકાઇ બોલી, આ નનો ભાઈ છે.

દોડ-પકડ , કોન્ટ્રા અને કુશ્તી; અનેક રમતો આપણે રમતા,

યાદ છે મને હર એક દીન , જયારે આખો દીવસ મસ્તી કરતા.

હું જાણુ છુ તારી રગ રગ ને, સમજુ તારા લાગણીશીલ સ્ળભા્વને ,

ગમે તેટલુ ઝઘડુ તારી સાથે, પણ આછુ ના લગાવતો તારા મનને.

હજુ તો છે ઘણુ કરવાનુ ,પ્રમાણિક વિચારો જ તારી અસલિયત,

ચાલતો રેહજે થાક્યા વિના, છે ઈરાદા, ધગસ અને કાબિલિયત.

તુ જ છે મારો સૌથી વ્હાલો, તુ જ છે પપ્પાનો ચીંકુડી પ્યારો,

યાદ રાખજે આખી જીંદડી, તુ જ છે મમ્મી નો બકુડો દુલારો.

ભાઈ ના તુ ક્યારેય એકલો હતો , કે ના તુ ક્યારેય એકલો હોઈશ,

જિંદગીના અટપટા રસ્તાઓ પર, આ મોટા ભાઈને સાથે જ જોઇશ.

                                                   

~ ધ્વનિતની સપ્રેમ ભેટ

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OLD is GOLD. Small gift to Dearest friend Bhashit for getting engaged.

Today (2/15/2010) is very big day for my friend my brother Bhashit. He got engaged with his love Pranjal after being in love for 4 years. Unfortunately I could not be a part of this special occasion as I am sitting thousands miles away. I missed this occasion so much that I have so many old gold memories going in my mind. I am overflowed with my emotions right now and hence I decided to write in the blog. Its a small gift to him from me. This is my small attempt to cherish some golden memories.


We have been together since we were 3 years old. I met Bhashit in school in Junior KG. Since then the bonding has been getting stronger and stronger. Bhashit, Jaydutt and I have been very close friends of 21 years now. This is an incredible gift from god to me. I will always be thankful to the God. People don't get such friends who stand by for entire life. Bhashit has always been fabulous support.

I still remember our first visit to Odhav in 7th standard. We all went Odhav by AMTS bus. ha ha ..it was awesome..JD, Vasav, Jaymal, Hardiak gajjar,  we all left with the water bag from home. ha ha ha . vallabhnagar kehvanu evu kahine ghare thi mokalela. vallabhnagar aavata aavata conductor kantali gayo.. 25 var puchhelu ene ke vallabhnagar aavyu, vallabhnagay aavyu? I laugh by recalling this. We were so innocent. Aunty had already made food by the time we got there. Then Aflatton movie, cricket in the parking lot, cricket in the ground and at night uncle came to drop us all back to home. wohooo .Those were amazing days spent at Odhav.

Cricket has been the best common interest we have among all our friends. Do you remember, in primary school we used to come early just to play hand cricket. We used to make ball by rolling our handkerchiefs. I guess that’s why we are engineers. Wahh. We always used to fight for Jaydutt. Who will have him in the team? Then we joined the cricket coaching at our school. We both played for school in under 14 cup together. Damn I wish I was still a child. I wish I could go back. I am missing those school days like anything.

Sala bhashitya you didn’t take technical in school and at the end you became an engineer. You wasted time studying Sanskrit. Dr no kharo kido hato tane. I am glad you are not a Doctor nai to khabar nai shu that loko nu.lolss.  I wish he was in technical. Even though he was not in technical, our friendship remained the same. We were in different classes but  we still used to eat together, play together. Nastama Rotli and Shak, ane Ujani. yummy .. 3rd recess ma playing boot polish at balmandir na otle was really fun. And after the school we all used to look pakka vaghari. But who cared ?? at least we didn't ;) 

We always studied hard and I still remember discussing various topics over the phone and solving problems. And the best part comes once the exams get over. The night stays at Odhav and Bhaji Pav. Group of 10 boys under one roof and doing late night talks, doing dhamal , pretending like we are sleeping but not a single person is sleeping. Talking about school girls, crush, watching Raghav video over and over, laughing at ourselves. Wow I wish I could go back. Missing Reena Auntry's Bhaji Pav. 

The gang became bigger when Gapu, Naishadh,Arpit, Vishal , Dwipal became good friends.More people more Jalsa.  STD 11^th, 12^th were the most important and most memorable years of our lives. After 10^th result we all went for classes to book the tuitions. Remember??  Puranik sir, Joglekar sir, Kachchi sir, Mankad Sir, and RK Patel. Ha ha ha.. I remember one incident.  Kachchhi sir used to call Bhashit somewhat like this and in typical Kachhi sir's tone ...  areeee BHhashiitttttttt jara bahar aav  to..JD commented ****** !!! ha ha.. Priceless. RK patel na hathoda, Puranik sir ma enjoy karvanu, Mankad sir mate savare 5 vage nikalvanu ane jaine gokhelu chhapvanu ane seat ni pachhal note mathi joine bolvanu.. he he . wow everything makes me laugh. Everything makes me cry.

Without doubt 4 years of college life were amazing. After school we all got dispersed in different colleges but our bonding became stronger. After uncle, aunty went to London Bhashit started coming to Maninagar more often. Bhashit, JD , nedhan , Gapu and I did everything together. Study , cricket, gossips, playing cards especially Kali tiri, serious , mature, immature,crazy discussions ,  late night stays at JD’s place, Manek Chowk, birthday cakes, talking about all lafdas, JD pulling legs of all and what not. And the best was to watch the movies in APSARA , MIRA theaters. Ha ha we have enjoyed so many movies sitting in stall seats. Bhashit na Vidhyanagar na aata vadhi gayela Pranjal ne lidhe. I remember we went to meet her in the train and waiting at the station eating Kanij na samosa. Pote to jay bijane padika ni jem leto jay. lolss

After college graduation it was time to move on in our respected lives. I came to USA, Bhashit went to London and rests all were in INDIA. Inspite of being thousands miles away I always find Bhashit whenever I need support. He is always there. He calls every other weekend and that makes me energized. He has always understood and discussed the problems very deeply. He is the one who argues with me the most.

We have so many memories that I can write a book. I pray to the God to give the strength to our friendship so our bonding becomes even stronger. I congratulate both Bhashit and Pranjal for getting engaged.

Note: Bhashit, over these many years you haven’t changed a bit. Nanpan ma pan Bha**o hato ane atyare pan Bha**o . lol..

આ તો કેવી ધરતી (What kind of land is this !! )

It has been 27 months and 19 days in USA now and over this period I have been thinking about so many thing. And I am sure there are few people might be thinking the same.

Today suddenly I started getting thoughts in form or lines as a poem and I did not waste a single minute to write it down on a paper. I started getting all lines one after another automatically and this is complete magic to me.

I hope you all like my small attempt because its completely mirror image of my thoughts and feelings.

I am looking forward to your comments in form of answer.

આ તો કેવી ધરતી ભાઇ,
જે નવી ચેતનાઓ જગાડે,
વિચારતો હતો કાઇંક અલગ
ને હવે કાઇંક અલગ સુઝાડે.

સ્કુલ કોલેજ માં ભણતા રમતા
ઘર આંગણે વિતાવ્યુ બાળપણ,
આ પરદેશ મા પગ મુકતાં જ ,
મે તો ગુમાવ્યુ મારુ ભોળપણ.

આ તો કેવો સમય કે જેમાં
કર્મભુમિ ધર્મભુમિ બંને માટે પ્રેમ,
શરીર જીવે એક ભુમિ પર
પણ મન બીજે ભટકે કેમ?

આમ તો બન્યા મિત્રો ઘણા
દરેક કાર્યમાં સાથે જ દેખાય,
પણ મન ને તો જાણે શું જોઇએ
એ હજુ પણ મને ના સમજાય.

ભવિષ્યનો આટલો ઘાઢ વિચાર
જિંદગી માં ક્યારેય મેં કર્યો નહતો,
એવી તો શી વાત છે આ જગ્યા માં
કે હું દિવસે સપના જોવા માંડ્યો હતો..

શું આ ઊંમર છે કે પછી પરદેશ
કે પછી સમય નો એક ગાળો,
ન સમજાય એવો તો આ પ્રશ્ન
કેમ કે આનો ઉત્તર છે ગુંચળાવાળો..

-Dhvanit

Bhumika's surprise bday party

Saturday on 15th August when I woke up I got the news that Priyanka is coming home to cook. what!! to cook ?? well yes Food has to be the first step for the successful surprise birthday party. Wherever we go, Whatever we do, we need food, right? Younger sister Priyanka is the one who master planed the birthday party. She choose Grapvine Lake on sunday,16th august, 6 pm with bunch of people who are close to my elder sister dear Bhumika. Saturday Priyanka came at 4 to my place telling Bhumika that she has to learn something from me and thats why she is coming to Arlington. Poor Bhumika had no Idea what was going. Priyanka , Chintan and Me started cooking cake , dahi vada, bhel, and sandwich. woww.It was actually fun with Priyanka who cant even think of cooking this much stuff but she did it finally. Yummy cake was completely made by her. Wow chiku(Priyanka)finally have made something. woo hooo.

Sunday at 6 pm we were suppose to meet and being Indian you cant meet on time. So we reached 6:45 pm (IST) with all food from home. Bhumika, Priyanka, Nileshbhai, Nimishabhahi, Mira, Harsh, Disha, Birju,Sunny , Chintan, Prashant and me gathered and poor Bhumika had no Idea whats going on. She was believing that we just came to hang out at lake. We enjoyed in blue water. The place was simply awesome with sun going down, cool wind ,blue water and beautiful friends. What else do you want , huhh. Well we needed a camera ..lolzz then started photo shooting. Sunny was so much desperate to have his photos clicked on that day which is unusual and Chintan having goggles on is strange thing. But for Bhumika more was to come. While we were down in water , Disha and Nimisha Bhabhi prepared everything for cake cutting. We had everything ready except knife.lolz. you cant be 100% when I am involved. You need to forget something.. he he . Prashant offered very small chaku which we used to sharpen pencil to Nimisha Bhabhi.. ha that was hilarious. Finally we agreed with the spoon.

We brought her to the cake and she was stunned. WOwwwwww home made cake. Priyanka made cake for me. She was very happy and her expression for Priyanka can not be express in the words. Cake cutting ,cake facing , cake eating and photo shooting took longer than we thought as we didnt think of Sunny will be a camera hog on that day. And I am already awarded a camera hog by ISO, so I was also invovled by default. He opened his car and then all stated on sitting on the top and photo shooting. We had main surpise yet to give. Fooood . That was even bigger part for her. She was highly surprised when she saw the food and 3 dishes. Wow.. Dahi Wada, Bhel , Sandwich..We started eating like hell as we normally do when it comes to eat. It already started getting dark and We can not stay after 9 pm at the lake. So we just had to complete on time and left after having excellent evening. One of the most memorable evening for everyone.

Although I am not a good writer I have tried my best. This is my birthday gift to you my dear sister. You are simply an AWESOME person and sister to me. Stay that way. I wish you happy birthday and great year ahead.

Love,
Dhvanit

ધોધમાર વરસાદ: The rain poem

In the morning at 7 am i woke up by the cloud making sound. I looked out side the window and saw the rain. It was looking so beautiful that I still remember that view. I got ready for the job and on the way I felt more and more beautiful and energetic.And sooner thought of writing down the feelings in the form of words.


ધોધમાર વરસાદ જોઇ ભીંજાવાનુ મન થાય,
જાણે કે આજે જ બધુ જીવી લેવુ છે;

કાળા ડિબંગ વાદળોથી આકાશ ઘેરાયુ,
આભે જાણે નકકી કર્યુ આજે ત્રાટકવાનુ;

વાદળોના ઝઘડાનો અવાજ ગરર ગરર,
ગમતો-અણગમતો આ તો બિનફરિયાદી શોર;

નાના મોટા ખાબોચિયા આમ તેમ ભરાય,
ટ્રાંઉ-ટ્રાંઉ કરી થેકડા મારતા દેડકા દેખાય;

જ્યારે છોકરાઓ છત પર છબછબિયા કરે,
ત્યારે મને નાનપણમા જવાની ઇચ્છા જાગે;

આવા રમણિય મોસમમાં ભાવે ભજીયાનો સ્વાદ,
જ્યારે પ્રેમી-પંખીડાઓને ગમે એકબીજાનો સાથ;

ધોધમાર વરસાદ જોઇ ભીંજાવાનુ મન થાય,
જાણે કે આજે જ બધુ જીવી લેવુ છે;

Your comments are welcome so I can improve next time.

Mumbai Terror Attack 26/11

I just saw the documentary film on last year's Mumbai Attack.I am speechless and at the same time I have so much to say , I have so much anger and frustration... But I would rather keep it to myself.I am just posting my dear friend's blog link in this blog. He has expressed his views in his recent post on this attack. So please read his post.

http://vinitasher.blogspot.com/

This is a must watch documentary posted on his blog.