Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Hmmm... After a long time I am back. Actually I had a poem ready to be posted here. But then the problem was it was in hindi. And typing in hindi is a hell of an effort. Then one of my friend ( Gaurav) gave me an idea. He said write it on a piece of paper, take a snapshot and post it. I thought ya... easy stuff right ? After all I know Hindi. Its my matr bhasha :P . And I started searching for a pen in my room .. Believe me searching anything in my room is an herculean effort (My hostel frn would knw it better :) ).. Somehow I got it and after around 7 years I started writing in hindi . And It was really tough. After 75 minutes (precisely noted ) of sheer waste of time, ink and paper I decided to post the poem the way it is. (The words are of Hindi but are typed in English)... So here it is ... Do read and tell your views.. This one is dedicated to all my friends.. (Esp to Gaurav, Apoorv, Akshay )




jab kabhi aas pas khamosiyon ka saman hota hai...
palkon ke tale khwabon ka aasman hota hai..
kuch alfaaz, dundhle se mujhe dikhayi dete hai
kuch aawaj, madhim si, mujhe sunai deti hai

pata nahi ye mein kalpana hai ya purani tasweerein
pata nahi ye haqeekat hai ya beeti yaadon ki ghere
pata nahi ye samandar hai ya sirf reth ke dere
pata nahi ye aaj hai ya beete kal sunehre

wo paas baithe doston ke hasne ki aawajein,
ruthe hue nawabon ke maan jaane ki fariyaade
ek baar meri zidh maan jaane ki guzarish
apni har cheez use de dene ki sifarish

wo der raat tak jag kar sapno ke pul baandhna
wo pagdandi pe chalte hue ek doosre ka haath thaamna
wo apni haar aur tumhari jeet ka jashn manana
wo ek doosre ko roj marra ke kisse sunana

kuch lamhen hamesha hi saath rehte hain
kuch log hamesha hi yaad rehte hai
hasi is baat par aati hai,
jinhe hum sada muskurate dekhna chahte hai
unse hi bichadne ke halaat aate hain.....



Saturday, April 9, 2011

I with Myself

Take care of seconds; minutes will take care of themselves,
Take care of You; The World will take care of itself,
You always say, "The World is so ugly, not worth living",
Saying so, have you ever seen the World inside yourself?


I stopped for a while, spared a thought to the above line,
Wasn't that an utter nonsense, a sheer waste of time ?
It's the others who need to improve, I was born faultless,
It's you with zillion imperfections, I am just the perfect;


Shrugging off my shoulders, I just moved ahead,
The distance to be covered was still more, time was less,
But as you know I always had been a believer of short-cut,
And the greenery in my pockets is loved too much;



A few hassles here and there, I reached my destination,
Ecstatic as I was, I started a huge celebration,
In that frenzy I saw all the people are of my kind,
So perfect, So faultless yet So dark, so selfish;

Now I realize what I see outside is what I am Inside,
I was always a success, an achiever but was never right,
The World was never Ugly, But today it appeared so fair,
Funny But true, to know me I needed someone to hold mirror.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Its You ..!!!

A thought came to me suddenly some day
Can sense and innocence go together one way?
Tried hard , but no answer came to my mind
It was then a whisper i heard from behind.

that sweet whisper spelt 'music' again and again,
tried to encrypt Her message,but my efforts went in vain
Mystified and scared, I ran away from that murmer,
But the faster i ran, the closer to me i felt Her.

Suddenly, I stopped, realising Her words to be so true,
She was murmering nothing but the answer tat was U
Yes! I got the answer and She went into thin air,
And it was then my mind came out of that snare.

Now, out of my trance, i was thinking about u,
Feeling deep from my heart,Her answer to be very true
It is only U who can carry sence and innocence together,
getting the puzzled solved made me as light as a feather.

Among Nature's creation, u are one of its own kind,
In your innocent smile, huge emotions reside.
But looking in your eyes, one can feel the 'sense',
Angel or demon, no one ever wants them to be dense.

You are in the World where no one cares of deeds,
You possess a smile that can grow 'Love' on hatred "seeds',
Your innocence can cure all injured Hearts that bleeds,
Its just a few drops of Love that you need...