Tale of $atya- moksha( first english story by $andy poet)

TALE OF $ATYA- MOKSHA( the golden pen of spirituality)

a story by satya-moksha :)

Once upon a time in Agarkhand, India, there was a kingdom of great king Rudra narayan moksha, He had one daughter named as Princess Krishna moksha. Krishna was very beautiful and sweet hearted 21 year old girl, her shining bright beautiful eyes ,her long beautiful golden brown hairs and fluffy pinkish red cheeks are some of the reasons that she was famous by the name of “ snow fairy of universe”. Every prince of neighborhood kingdom wanted to marry her. But nobody know “ who was the real lover of the princess”. There was a great secret hidden in the palace somewhere, there was a holy “pen of moksha” somewhere hidden in the palace. People believed that the owner of the pen can predict the future and every word written by that pen become true.

Once king Rudra narayan announced a competition for the poets across the world. He decided to give his “moksha kalam” as a reward to the poet who will be able to do the “ real praise” of the beauty of princess. Hundreds of poets from different corners of the world came to the competition to win that , “ moksha kalam”.

Suhanshah, one of the wisest minister and advisor of the king Rudra narayan moksha described the rules and details of the competition to the participants. He described that all the poets have to stay 3 days in the court and with their judgemental brain and imaginary thoughts, all of them have to tell one praiseful poem on the beauty of princess. As the competition begun all the poets started noticing behavior and beauty of the princess. A famous poet from patliputra named as “ satya” came there not in the greed of pen but he wanted to spend few time with princess, seems like just like princes of other kingdoms he was also a big fan of the princess. He shared his thoughts and poems with princess. Time of 3 days came to end, and now the time to show the talent. 

Suhanshah ordered poets to recite their poems on the beauty of princess. A poet from Rangoon recite his poem on the beautiful eyes of the princess, on which suhanshah commented that , “ o great poet I admire your poem but we can’t give you the eyes of our beautiful princess , without these eyes our princess will become blind.”

After this a poet from mesodonia recited a poem on the beautiful long hairs of the princess. On which again suhanshah commented that , “ sorry sir, without these beautiful hairs our princess become bald so you can’t take her hairs away” 

After number of participants a poet from south Portugal came and recited a poem on the sweet heart of the princess. But again suhanshah stood up and taunted , “ so u want to kill our princess by taking her heart away sorry mr. poet better next time but we need a sweet heart to pump blood inside princess veins so you are rejected. At last the poet from patliputra named as “ Satya” came in the court with a dynamic personality. He started reciting his poem , he described in his poem that during these 3 days he got a chance to know princess and the most beautiful thing in princess is her way of talking, her way of laughing, cuteness of doing everything, lovely talks and the most beautiful thing was the memories of the time he spend with that snow fairy. On this again suhanshah raised his head and taunted, “ so it means you want to take away the memori……. and stop in between the lines.

satya smiled and requested the princess to reward that precious time to him. And it will be his biggest reward to spend his whole life with the memories of that 3 days.

On this princess started smiling and pull a pen from the clip of her hairs, every one was whispering, “ that’s the moksha kalam…. Moksha kalam … yes yes.. the famous moksha kalam”

princess called the poet upto the throne and with a natural smile on her face gifted the , “ moksha kalam” to him. And asked him to take this as her memory memento and also adviced him to use this kalam for good deeds. Satya wrote thousands of novels and poems with that golden pen of spirituality. And from that moment pen is popularly known as , “satya- moksha( the golden pen of spirituality).” Now I’m the owner of that pen.

- A story by $atya moksha.

THE VALENTINE WEEK(most awesomest lines on valentine's week)

Khusbu-e- gulaab teri kahaan gyi,teri khoobsurti v mujhe ab bhaati nahi;

Feeka hai bejaan hai tu,khusbu isq ki tujhse mujhe ab aati nahi.

Naa terey kaantey chubhney ka dard hota hai,naa tere rang se mujhe pyaar hai koi;

Tu isq ki nishaani naa raha , ab tujhse v adhik khoobsurat or khusbudaar hai koi.

Din kya khaas banaaya izhaar isq ka karney k liye;

kholo dil k taaley tum bhi , din nahi hai aaj darney k liye.

Aksar dil ki baat dil mai rakh k poori zindagi pachtaatey hain hum;

Izhaar- e-dil karu kya tumse jab dil se hi roj batiyaatey hain hum.

Itni chocolate kha kha k tum din-b-din chocolate bantey jaa rhey ho;

Chocolate day k bahaaney humse aur chocolate mangva rhey ho.

Laaney ko to tumhaarey liye ley aayein chocolate harr sehar harr praanto ki;

Par saath hi hamey fikar hai apni jaib ki aur tumhaarey keemti daanto ki . 

Dhoonda mainey yahaan wahaan;

Dhoonda mainey saara jahaan.

Poochta hai harr koi kya umar hai bachey ki teddy jiski farmais hai;

Kehtey hain hum ik 21 saal ki ladki hai jo hamaarey dil ki khwais hai.

Sabse mehanga sabse pyaara teddy ab batao kahaan se laun mai;

Tu kahey to tera dil behlaaney khud teddy tera ban jaun mai.

Vaadey kartey hain log bin sochey samjhey,nibhaana unhey aata nahi;

Saans lena jesa rehta hai yaad,vaadey yaad yun koi rakh paata nahi.

Koi vaada nahi kartey tumse aaj aisa,k kal ko bhool jaengey hum;

Vaada hai bus tumse itna apna harr kiya vaada sachey dil se nibhaengey hum.

Ik jaadu ki jhappi wo terey pyaar ki;

Saamney feeki harr khushi sansaar ki.

Harr gumm ki davaa hai wo;

Meethi si khusbu waali havaa hai wo.

Maloom nai zameen mai hun,aasmaa mai hun,hun to bs tere pyaar mai hun;

Baahein failaaye khadaa hun teri jaadu ki jhappi ke intejaar mai hun.

 

Tujhe paana mera maksad nahi,mera maksad kuch ruhaani sa hai;

Isq mera bin swarth ka, ik amar prem ki koi kahaani sa hai.

Ban k aanshu khushi ka teri jheel si aankhon se behna hai mujhe;

Tujhe naa choo k terey dil ko choo k bus wahin hamesha rehna hai mujhe.

Nasamjh kahun kya un logo ko jo meethi baaton se fuslaatey hain tumhe;

tum baaton ki unki yakeen naa karna raah se tumhaari bhatkaatey hain tumhe.

Auron ki chikni baaton k bhram k amrit se sanni ho tum;

Tum ladki nahi meethi baaton k liye,isq k liye hi bani ho tum.

isq karkey dekho tum v,isq hi sbsey sacha hai yr;

meri ragon mai v laal isq behta hai isq meri sehat k liye acha hai yr.

$andy's

EMOTIONAL ATYAACHAAR (Blind without love)

Kabhi  yahaan isq jataatey ho, kabhi wahaan isq jataatey ho;

Kbhi iskey to kabhi uskey sapno mai chaley jaatey ho.

Jab ye aana jaana hi tumhaari aadat hai,to armaan dil mai kyu jagaatey ho tum;

Kitni baar kaha k chaahtey hain tumhe hum, bhaao  fir v itna kyu khaatey ho tum.

bin haatho se galaa davaaye ,apney kaarnaamo se dum hamaara ghutaatey ho tum;

hamaari pyaar ki dukaan se pyaar khareed k auron pe pyaar lutaatey ho tum.

hamey chaahney ka kartey ho dhong, hamaari bhaavnaao se kheltey ho tum;

apni chahtein seedhey bataatey kyu nahi,kyu be-mann se hamey jheltey ho tum.

jo tumhe chaahtey hain unki kurbaaniya, unki chaahtein tumhe dikhti nahi;

Kavitaayein likhtey hain wohi aashiq,kalmein khud  kavitaayein kabhi likhti nahi.

Itni aasaan bhaasa mai tumhe isq izhaara,nasamjh bantey ho, dikhaava ho tum;

yaa ho koi farevi chatur chaalaak ya kartey ho nautanki ya chalaava  ho tum.

Mohobatt ki naa hoti kaas tumse to ye ghut ghut k jeeney ki sajaa naa hoti;

Magar ye v sach tha k tab fir ye kavita likhney ki v koi wajah naa hoti.

Khusian cheen k hamaari ,hastey muskuraatey kisi aur se ho;

Sach mai badey kameeney ho tum, lagtey mujhe tum koi luterey chor se ho.

Hamaara kya hai, hum to chaahat k liye hi baney hain chaahtey  hi reh jaayengey;

Kadar naa hui koi pyaar ki hamaarey,isi baat pe aanshu hamesha beh jaayengey.

andhey ho tum jo tumhe hamaari aankhon se behta hua pyaar nai dikhta;

emotions to badey parakhtey ho sabkey apna kiya tumhe emotional atyaachaar nai dikhta.

$andy’s

CHAAHTEIN( THE LOVE DESIRE)

Aksar kabhi kabhi dil mai ik khaamoshi si chaa jaati hai;
yaad naa krte hue v,kbhi yaad kisi ki aa jaati hai.
mann chahe jisse door jaana,dil usko utna hi laata hai paas;
tab zehen mai aata hai khyal yahi,'akhir hai kon saksh itna wo khaas"
uske chehre ko jab v karta hu yaad,dil dhadkane lagta hai zoron se;
kya kuch khaash hai usmai jo sbse juda hai auron se.
saath ki kami hai,chehre pe muskurahat,or dil mai fikar hai bs uska hi;
kavitaayein to bs naam ki hai,har zagah zikar hai bs uska hi.

jab jab dil mai khaamoshi hui mai geet khusion k gaata raha;
dil naa rahe akela kabhi,saath har dum uska nibhaata raha.
muskuraata hua ,khushmizaazi se zindagi apni jeeta raha;
gum isq ke,tanhaai k paani samajh k peeta raha.
laalach naa kar k maine sabar kia,besak thoda sa intejaar kia;
par akela naa raha kabhi,kia sbki tarah haan maine v pyaar kia.
chahat k safar mai besak aakarshan jese kai hazaaro doraahein hain;
par safar ban jaata hai haseen agar ek lakshya par hi nigaahein hain.

wo safar zindagi ka kitna haseen raha,sang mere jo uska saaya tha;
wo likha dil se har gazal bs uskey liye hi farmaaya tha;
uska chalna,uska hasna,uski khoobsoorti aaj bhi sadabahaar hai;
pyar tha jitna jb mila tha ussey,pyar utna aaj v barkraar hai.

tumhaari chaahtey aksar tumhaara peecha kbhi chodti nai;
chaaho jitna saath tumse apna kbhi taudti nahi.
tum kaho mann mai main use jaanta nai;
sb kuch jaanta hu fir v use pehchaanta nai.
chaahtey bebuniyaad hai,inka astitva inka koi bhoot bhavisya vartmaan nai hota;
par ye bhi sach hai bin in chaahton ke koi insaan sahi maayne mai insaan nai hota.
$andy's