Friday, March 20, 2015

The forever goodbye

"He dressed, sad to soon be seeing her off finally and this time may be forever. He could feel the unbearable bittersweet hold she had on his heart and that last look as if laying down your entire life in a heartbeat. And, how badly he wanted to stop her and that moment.... like how, when they die, it is as much as you can do for them to take another breath."




Thursday, December 18, 2014

LONGING

I ache to see her sparkling eyes,
I imagine pinning her up her beautiful hair,
And smiling over my childish talks,
She smiles for she knows her every speck and bit belongs to me as it belongs to her own...
Now that I am far away from her,
I keep wondering...
Could she be smiling the same way ...without me?
Could she be breathing the same way ...without me?

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

"Tera Mera Khwaab"

हर श्याम मेरी रूह निकलती है, ढुंडती है  

जीने को वो पल जिन में छुपा है तेरा मेरा साथ...

हर श्याम मेरी रूह निकलती है, चलती है , दौडती है

जीने को जहां कही बसा है तेरा मेरा ख़्वाब……


चांदनी बिख़ेरती हुई तेरी निंगाहे, और चांद का गवाह होना

तेरे मजबूत हाथों में मेरे हाथ की पकड, और धडकनो का तेज़ होना

छोटी सी छत पे मुत्मईन बैठे हुए बचपन के किस्से सुनाना

और एक घर का दिख़ना....

कुछ देर कुछ दूर चलके बिछडना, और फिर मिलने की आस रखना..


 यह सब पल शायद चांद ने चुराये हों, या मंदिर की चौखट पे हम रखके आए हों ….

मेरी रूह हर श्याम फिर निकलती है, चलती है , कभी दौडती है

जीने की ख़्वाहिश में मचलती है...

जीने को वो पल जहां कही तो छुपा होगा तेरा मेरा साथ...

जहां कही तो बसा होगा तेरा मेरा ख़्वाब……

Tuesday, July 9, 2013

NAMKEEN HAI PAR- MEETHA HAI


Us din ki subha hi kuch alag thi. Saniwar tha... bahut hi khubsurat din. Octuber ka mahina tha jiski baat hi kuch nirali hai. Mausam halki halki thand lapete firta hai. Peedon se patte tut ke hawa mein aise chale aate hain jaise panchii( birds) hawa ko cheerte huve apna rasta bana rahe ho. Ajeeb eetafaq hai kitne saal beet gaye lekin muje aaj bi yaad hai ki jab meine usse pehli baar dekha tha to usne neele rang ka salwar kameez pehen rakha tha. Woh mere bhai ki birthday party mein aayi thi. Usse dekhte hi muje ehsaas ho gaya muje mohabbat hone wali hai and mano barosa bi ho gaya background mein music bi mohabbat wala jo tha. Puri party mein main use dekh raha tha and soch raha tha “Kya yahi hai Love at first sight”. Sabhi friends gulmil gaye aur ek dusre se number aur email ID exchange kiye aur meine bi uska email sambala mano jaise sari daulat mil gayi ho. Agle din office gaya to kaam mein jaise mann hi nahi laga. Dus baar usse email likha aur delete kar diya aur phir akhir mein bahut koshish ke baad send kar diya. Us mail mein meine usse ek chai ke cup ke liye pucha tha. Yakin sa tha shayad woh aayegi aur pata nahi kya soch kar par woh aa gayi. Shayad meri nazroon ki eeltijah aur soch ki sachayi usse khich layi ya fir yeh soch ke ki tej raftar se chalti zindagi mein shayad sacha dost mil gaya. Intezaar ki gadiyan kaise beeti woh to pata nahi par shyam ko theek 4:30 jab woh thoda sa gabrayi huvi andar aayi to mein bahut khush tha. Woh aa to gayi par baat kya karein kuch samaj nahi aa raha tha. Mere har sawal ka jawab woh han ya na mein de rahi thi. Meine waiter to bula ke do cup chai mangwayi aur chai banate huve Waiter bola “shaker kitni??”. Meine waiter se kaha “ Shakar nahi Namak laaoo”. Woh dono muje dekhne lage aur woh heyrani se ankheen badi badi karke boli “NAMAK”? Meine kaha “ Hanji, Namak”. Aur phir baat badti gayi, yunhi chalti gayi. Kayi kisse kayi kahaniyan hum ek dusre ko sunate gaye. Us din char ghante kaise beet gaye pata hi nahi chala aur dekhte dekhte shadi ke bi dus saal pata nahi chale. Aisa lagta hai mano kal ki hi baat ho. Mein aaj bi roz office se aake chai mein namak dalke uske hath se peeta hun. Dus saal se mein uske is sawal ko taal raha tha. Woh hamesha mujse puchti “yeh hamesha namak dalke chai peete ho, kabhi shakar bi try kar lo. Vaise pehli baar namak kab liya tha chai ke sath?” Aur aaj dus saal baad meine muskurate huve usse kaha “jab tumse pehli baar mila tha , tumhe baat karne pe majbur jo karna tha. Issi baat ko lekar tumne pehli baar bolna jo shuru kiya tha aur issi namak se meri zindagi mein mithaas jo gola tha. Abhi bi namak daal ke lipton chai peeta hun to atut rishte ki mithas jeeta hun jaise abhi abhi naya pyaar shuru huva ho.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Because She Is.........




It's Beautiful to be home where my soul lives especially when she is around. ‘Beautiful’ she says, as she puts her delicate finger under my chin. She smiles and says ‘This nose you have, just like your father’s. Moments of clarity, and moments of sheer wonder written in the voice of my home's heart and it is so amazing to look out through my soul's window and to really see and feel how much I love her and how beautiful and lovelier she looks every time I see her..Yes my grandmother.
Her soft hands, her sweet smelling oil, her favourite word ‘beautiful’ , the sound of her voice singing songs especially her favourite lori’s for me( Meri gudiya kitni achhi, baatein karti sachhi sachhi,roz savere uthke nahati, haye re sabke mann ko bhati, halwa puri use khilaoon, dahi dudh main pilaoon), her lovely and genuine smile, all those small things make my gran the woman I love so dearly. While sleeping she runs her beautiful fingers through my hair and I sleep in peace thinking about all the things I learned from her “Love and believe”
She love me a lot.., there's no doubt about it. She bursts whenever I leave home. Her deep, brown eyes light up, and her full-bellied laugh fills the air when she sees me back. She'll pray to all the angels and saints especially during my exams to make sure I’m kept safe, warm and happy for then and forever.

Now that I’M thousands of miles away, there's nothing i want more than to sit on my grandma's lap, enveloped in her embrace. I simply love her because she is ...

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Kuch Pehlu Zindagi Ke....


Kalam uthaoon to kya bataoon,
Zindagi ke kis kis pehlu ko sajaoon,
Hai pal yeh kuch ajeeb sa,
Hai dil mein kashmaksh kuch ajeeb si,
Aee zindagi ab tu hi bata aise mein dil ka haal kaise sunaoo,
kalam uthaoon to kya bataoon,
Zindagi ke kis kis pehlu ko sajaoon.........

Yaad aa rahe hai woh,
jo khud bhukhe rehkar, hume bhar pet khilate hain,
jeevan bhar apni ungli pakad kar hume chalna sikhate hain,
Aur budape mein jab unhe humari zarurat ho, to hum hi unhe akela chhod jate hain,
Unke jeevan ke sare sangharsh ka,
kya mein aabhar likhun,
kalam uthaoon to kya bataoon,
Zindagi ke kis kis pehlu ko sajaoon.........

Jeevan dekar hume naya, humare liye marte hain,
Woh jo bas humare liye hi sarhadon par rehte hain,
Apne desh ke liye dushmano se ladte hain,
Ek shaheed ki vidhwa aur iski maaa ki aankhon ka, kaise intzaar bataoon,
kalam uthaoon to kya bataoon,
Zindagi ke kis kis pehlu ko sajaoon.........

Na maine kabhi dekha hai, na tune kabhi dekha hai,
Par phir bhi har jagah maujud hai woh,
Pure sansar ka wajood hai jo,
Iishwar,allah ya vaheguru ,
Sab jante hai ek hi hai woh,
Par har jagah behte huye lahu ka main kya aadhar likhun.....
kalam uthaoon to kya bataoon,
Zindagi ke kis kis pehlu ko sajaoon.........

Zindagi ka anmol tohfa hai jo,
Rab ke samaan hota hai jo,
jise kehte hain pyaar woh,
duniya mein sabse bada sakoon hai jo,
kyun aajkal har koi usse mehroom hain,
Is matlab se bhari duniya ka , tu hi bata main kya saar likhoon....
kalam uthaoon to kya bataoon,
Zindagi ke kis kis pehlu ko sajaoon.........

Hai pal yeh kuch ajeeb sa,
Hai dil mein kashmaksh kuch ajeeb si,
Aee zindagi ab tu hi bata aise mein dil ka haal kaise sunaoo,
kalam uthaoon to kya bataoon,
Zindagi ke kis kis pehlu ko sajaoon.........

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

A Big Thank You!


My final year of engineering and ahhh! what a great feeling of being senior. You come across many a new faces and encounter innocent minds , lazy brains ,naughty ones and oh, how can i forget the
hyperactive ones ….
I remember one of my juniors passing by me, wishing me just casually, not making me feel senior and i remember myself nodding in response just the usual way. She was never one of my favourites or for whom i had any special feelings. I had always thought she was indifferent kinds, or atleast to me she behaved like. Most of the times I had seen her alone which I thought she always preferred, adding some kind of arrogance to her personality.
Once for a change i wanted to concentrate on studies and chose to do so on the stairs outside my room. Suddenly this girl came and nudged me. She gave me her phone, kept it near my ears and her actions made me to understand that i was supposed to talk to some person on the phone. Being senior to her, i found it a little annoying, thinking that, “she could at least explain or ask me to do so.” But huh!Her indifferent attitude. Before I could give her a scolding, I saw her pleading eyes and at the same time I heard a voice on the other side of the phone saying, “hello, hello….kindly do me a favour. Can you just let me know if she is fine? Hello… she can neither hear nor speak properly. I am her mother and kindly help me to know her welfare.” Hearing this i was just shocked and at a loss of words. Finally controlling myself, I ventured to explain the other person on line everything what she was explaining me through actions. After i kept the phone i felt a sudden surge of emotions. I thought
what an image i had of her? I mean how could i even think she was indifferent and arrogant without actually knowing her. I wanted to hug her but couldn’t somehow as i felt too small. I felt sad but i learnt a lesson of lifetime. Now I know I cannot judge a person without actually knowing him or her.

After a few months, on the day of my farewell she came running to me and asked me to wait. She got with her a paper and a pen on which she wrote “u r beautiful”. Reading it i felt chocked so much so that i couldn’t even properly thank her. Through her I had learnt a lesson that, sometimes all that someone expects from you is a smile, or may b a gentle hand or extra time from your side…..
“U r beautiful.” was the best compliment I had ever got and perhaps will ever get.
A big Thank You..........again!