Thodi takleef honi zaroori hai…
Ek nayi kavita ke janm lene ko
Tees uthni toh zaroori hai
Meri kalam chalti hai in aasuon ki syaahi se
Shabd behte se chale aate hain
Thamte hi nahin, main thamne deti hi nahin
Aansoo namkeen hain, ghao khule hain
Main bharne deti hi nahin
Inki Jalan shayad inki mazboori hai
Thodi taqleef honi zaroori hai
Raat ke andhere se darr lagta hai
Saaye se dikhte hain
Saare ujaale paraye se dikhte hain
Aise mein na Koi haath thaam le,
Na koi mera naam le
Mere andhere mujhe hon mubarak
Acchi Roshni se doori hai
Thodi takleef honi zaroori hai
Ek ehsaan hai tumhara mujh par
Yeh dard zinda hai tumhari badaulat
Umr bhar ke liye
Shukrguzaar hun iss fikar ke liye
Jo aasaan ho jaati rahein meri
Toh kya reh jaata iss lambe safar ke liye?
Aage peechhe ka ab kissey pata,
Nishaan mit-te chale hain toh samjho
gumshuda si raahon mein
khone ki tayyari poori hai
thodi takleef honi zaroori hai
Badal hataa kar dhoop mein khadi hun
Pahadon pe nange paon chadhi hun
Raah chalte jo mila, ussey ladi hun
Bas aise hi aage badhi hun,
Yeh bhi kaafi nahin
Ab bhi bas nahin
Mujhe in zakhmon pe koi taras nahin
Tujhe gila hai mujhse toh tu hi baras kahin
Garaj kahin
Kyunki Mere dard ki pyaas ab bhi adhoori hai,
Thodi takleef honi zaroori hai
Monday, December 15, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
सात दिन
jaan chhudane mein
peechha hataane mein
saara kiya karaaya mitti mein milaane mein
ussey bas saat din lage mujhe bhulaane mein!
yahan fursat na beeti aansoo bahaane se
rakhe unki tasveer apne sirhaane se
dekha kiye kisi na kisi bahaane se!
yahan humne kiya ailaan e mohabbat saare zamaane mein
wahan zyada nahin unko
bas saat din lage mujhe bhulaane mein
ab kya karein iss toote fasaane ka?
jhoote daraane ka?
intezaar hai shayad
dil tootne ki aawaaz aane ka
ek khel hai dilon ka tootna jodna
phir aisa mazaa kahan vaada nibhaane mein
tabhi toh, unhein
bas saat din lage mujhe bhulaane mein!
ek umar beetti hai sapne sajaane mein
sunte the saat janam lagte hain rishte banaane mein
sacchha dildaar, pyaar pane mein
yahan hum lagey rahe haathon pe henna rachane mein
wahan unka dhyan tha rang bachane mein
hisaab ke pakke hain bahut
bas saat din liye humein bhulaane mein
panchhi udaane mein
raatein jagaane mein
kasmein tudaane meinapne armaan ganga mein bahaane mein
khoon sukhaane mein
yaadein jalaane mein
puraani tasveeron ko teeli dikhane mein
kahin kisi maikhaane mein
khud ko mitaane mein,
lagenge bahut roz shayad.
Aur unhein sirf saat din?
Hamesha wo aage rahe, jeeta kiye
Par iss baar koi gam nahin haar jaane mein………..
peechha hataane mein
saara kiya karaaya mitti mein milaane mein
ussey bas saat din lage mujhe bhulaane mein!
yahan fursat na beeti aansoo bahaane se
rakhe unki tasveer apne sirhaane se
dekha kiye kisi na kisi bahaane se!
yahan humne kiya ailaan e mohabbat saare zamaane mein
wahan zyada nahin unko
bas saat din lage mujhe bhulaane mein
ab kya karein iss toote fasaane ka?
jhoote daraane ka?
intezaar hai shayad
dil tootne ki aawaaz aane ka
ek khel hai dilon ka tootna jodna
phir aisa mazaa kahan vaada nibhaane mein
tabhi toh, unhein
bas saat din lage mujhe bhulaane mein!
ek umar beetti hai sapne sajaane mein
sunte the saat janam lagte hain rishte banaane mein
sacchha dildaar, pyaar pane mein
yahan hum lagey rahe haathon pe henna rachane mein
wahan unka dhyan tha rang bachane mein
hisaab ke pakke hain bahut
bas saat din liye humein bhulaane mein
panchhi udaane mein
raatein jagaane mein
kasmein tudaane meinapne armaan ganga mein bahaane mein
khoon sukhaane mein
yaadein jalaane mein
puraani tasveeron ko teeli dikhane mein
kahin kisi maikhaane mein
khud ko mitaane mein,
lagenge bahut roz shayad.
Aur unhein sirf saat din?
Hamesha wo aage rahe, jeeta kiye
Par iss baar koi gam nahin haar jaane mein………..
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
katl
मैंने आज एक फ़ैसला किया है
एक कत्ल करने का फ़ैसला...
मेरे चाकू की धार पैनी है
लगते ही खून के फ़व्वारे फूट पड़ेंगे
पर आज पहली बार खून बहता देखने को जी चाहा है
उसे मरना ही होगा
अगर मुझे जीना है तोह उसका खून करना ही होगा
कोई अलविदा नही कोई शिकवा गिला नहीं
इसकी कोई वजेह कोई सिला नहीं
जब वो ही नहीं तोह बाकी कोई सिलसिला ही नहीं
मुझे सज़ा की फिकर नहीं
बर्बादी का डर नहीं
मुझ पर अब इन बातों का कोई असर नहीं
मैंने आज एक फ़ैसला किया है
उसके जीने से किसी को क्या हासिल
उसके मरने से किसी का क्या वास्ता
उसके पैदा होने की ख़बर बहुत थी
उसकी साँसों का सबर बहुत था
मेहरबान होकर जिंदगी दी थी एक दिन
अब मौत का एहसान भी अपने ही सर लिया है
मैंने आज एक फ़ैसला किया है
एक कत्ल करने का फ़ैसला...
मेरे चाकू की धार पैनी है
लगते ही खून के फ़व्वारे फूट पड़ेंगे
पर आज पहली बार खून बहता देखने को जी चाहा है
उसे मरना ही होगा
अगर मुझे जीना है तोह उसका खून करना ही होगा
कोई अलविदा नही कोई शिकवा गिला नहीं
इसकी कोई वजेह कोई सिला नहीं
जब वो ही नहीं तोह बाकी कोई सिलसिला ही नहीं
मुझे सज़ा की फिकर नहीं
बर्बादी का डर नहीं
मुझ पर अब इन बातों का कोई असर नहीं
मैंने आज एक फ़ैसला किया है
उसके जीने से किसी को क्या हासिल
उसके मरने से किसी का क्या वास्ता
उसके पैदा होने की ख़बर बहुत थी
उसकी साँसों का सबर बहुत था
मेहरबान होकर जिंदगी दी थी एक दिन
अब मौत का एहसान भी अपने ही सर लिया है
मैंने आज एक फ़ैसला किया है
Friday, October 3, 2008
दुनिया कहती hai ...
Meri ma buri hai…
Maine dekha hai, duniya kehti hai
Ussey har dam kisi na kisi baat ki uljhan rehti hai
Bol padti hai barbas
Dekhte reh jao bebas
Jo ek baar gussa jaaye toh phir kahan kisi ki sunti hai
Meri ma buri hai,
Maine dekha hai, duniya kehti hai
Mera dukh bardasht nahin ussey bhale
Par munh se kataaksh aise chale
Ki jaise teer pe teer nikale
Apni par aaye toh rukne ka naam nahin leti hai
Meri ma buri hai
Maine dekha hai, duniya kehti hai
Sab kehte hain kaleja patthar hai
Ek cheekh pe toh sab kaanpe tharthar hai
Jo meri ma hriday banjar hai
Toh kabhi kabhi kyun uski aankhein behti hain?
Meri ma buri hai…
Maine dekha hai, duniya kehti hai
Bhool karti hai pachhtaati hai
Aksar dikha nahin paati hai
Aise mein jo chahe wo samajh le
Khud se ladti hai roz wo shayad
Bheetar shayad roz dehti hai
Meri ma buri hai…
Maine dekha hai, duniya kehti hai
Maine dekha hai, duniya kehti hai
Ussey har dam kisi na kisi baat ki uljhan rehti hai
Bol padti hai barbas
Dekhte reh jao bebas
Jo ek baar gussa jaaye toh phir kahan kisi ki sunti hai
Meri ma buri hai,
Maine dekha hai, duniya kehti hai
Mera dukh bardasht nahin ussey bhale
Par munh se kataaksh aise chale
Ki jaise teer pe teer nikale
Apni par aaye toh rukne ka naam nahin leti hai
Meri ma buri hai
Maine dekha hai, duniya kehti hai
Sab kehte hain kaleja patthar hai
Ek cheekh pe toh sab kaanpe tharthar hai
Jo meri ma hriday banjar hai
Toh kabhi kabhi kyun uski aankhein behti hain?
Meri ma buri hai…
Maine dekha hai, duniya kehti hai
Bhool karti hai pachhtaati hai
Aksar dikha nahin paati hai
Aise mein jo chahe wo samajh le
Khud se ladti hai roz wo shayad
Bheetar shayad roz dehti hai
Meri ma buri hai…
Maine dekha hai, duniya kehti hai
Sunday, September 28, 2008
मरना होगा ???
डर लगता है मरना होगा...
फिर से जीना होगा
एक और जनम लेकर
दोबारा तुमसे मिलने का इंतज़ार करना होगा
इस जनम लगाये इतने साल तुमने
जो जल्दी मिलना हो तुमसे
तोह क्या करना होगा?
डर लगता है मरना होगा
क्या यूँ ही हाथ छूट जायेंगे?
जो साँसों के बंधन टूट जायेंगे
यह कहानी हो जायेगी यहीं ख़तम
जो यह लम्हे गुज़रा हुआ कल हो जायेंगे
यादों की गलिओं से
फिर एक बार होकर गुज़रना होगा
डर लगता है मरना होगा
फिर से जीना होगा
एक और जनम लेकर
दोबारा तुमसे मिलने का इंतज़ार करना होगा
इस जनम लगाये इतने साल तुमने
जो जल्दी मिलना हो तुमसे
तोह क्या करना होगा?
डर लगता है मरना होगा
क्या यूँ ही हाथ छूट जायेंगे?
जो साँसों के बंधन टूट जायेंगे
यह कहानी हो जायेगी यहीं ख़तम
जो यह लम्हे गुज़रा हुआ कल हो जायेंगे
यादों की गलिओं से
फिर एक बार होकर गुज़रना होगा
डर लगता है मरना होगा
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
सिर्फ़ वो...
क्या करूँ कि उसका सारा दर्द सिमट आए मुझमें…
जब दर्द एक जैसा है तो शरीर क्यूँ दो हों?
है मुझमें इतनी ताक़त की सोख लूँ उसकी तड़प…
रोक दूँ उसके अन्दर बहते आंसू…
या बहार ले आऊं?
क्या करूँ?
वो तो पत्थर का है न…
क्या महसूस करता होगा?
usey छूने से डरती हूँ
शायद पिघल जाऊं,
वो कभी अपनी आग से डरता होगा?
ख़ुद को किस तरह खाली करूँ की usey ख़ुद में भर पाऊं
ख़ुद का इक इक कतरा निकाल दूँ
जो उसका एक हिस्सा भी पा जाऊँ…
क्या करूँ?
जब दर्द एक जैसा है तो शरीर क्यूँ दो हों?
है मुझमें इतनी ताक़त की सोख लूँ उसकी तड़प…
रोक दूँ उसके अन्दर बहते आंसू…
या बहार ले आऊं?
क्या करूँ?
वो तो पत्थर का है न…
क्या महसूस करता होगा?
usey छूने से डरती हूँ
शायद पिघल जाऊं,
वो कभी अपनी आग से डरता होगा?
ख़ुद को किस तरह खाली करूँ की usey ख़ुद में भर पाऊं
ख़ुद का इक इक कतरा निकाल दूँ
जो उसका एक हिस्सा भी पा जाऊँ…
क्या करूँ?
Sunday, August 3, 2008
khud...
Tujh mein khud ko kho diya hai...
Ab dhoondne se bhi na milne paata hai khud
Kambakht saamne hi nahin aata hai khud
Khud ko talaash karun
Ya tujhe dekhun?
Tujhe dekhti rahun toh nazar aa jaata hai khudbakhud!
Khud ki thitholi se pareshan hun…
Khud kehta hai bhool jao
Yaad dilaata hai khud
Main door jaati hun
Toh wo paas aata hai khud
Aasuon se chidhta hai
Aur rula jaata hai khud!
Khud ko rokun toh kis tarah
Kalam ki syaahi mein baandhti hun…beh jaata hai
Badbadaate na jaane kya kya keh jaata hai
Bhaag bhaag ke har taraf bebas
theek wahin kyun reh jaata hai khud ?
sochti hun khud ki parwah chhod dun
bas ab khud se rishta tod dun
jeete-jee ek kabr mein so jaun
khud ek kafan hi odh lun
dafan hone ki duaen karta hai ek taraf
aur tujhise saansein udhaar lena chahta hai khud !
isiliye tujh mein khud ko kho diya hai...
ab aur kya chahta hai khud?
khud
Ab dhoondne se bhi na milne paata hai khud
Kambakht saamne hi nahin aata hai khud
Khud ko talaash karun
Ya tujhe dekhun?
Tujhe dekhti rahun toh nazar aa jaata hai khudbakhud!
Khud ki thitholi se pareshan hun…
Khud kehta hai bhool jao
Yaad dilaata hai khud
Main door jaati hun
Toh wo paas aata hai khud
Aasuon se chidhta hai
Aur rula jaata hai khud!
Khud ko rokun toh kis tarah
Kalam ki syaahi mein baandhti hun…beh jaata hai
Badbadaate na jaane kya kya keh jaata hai
Bhaag bhaag ke har taraf bebas
theek wahin kyun reh jaata hai khud ?
sochti hun khud ki parwah chhod dun
bas ab khud se rishta tod dun
jeete-jee ek kabr mein so jaun
khud ek kafan hi odh lun
dafan hone ki duaen karta hai ek taraf
aur tujhise saansein udhaar lena chahta hai khud !
isiliye tujh mein khud ko kho diya hai...
ab aur kya chahta hai khud?
khud
Thursday, July 17, 2008
chaand aaj poora hai
chaand aaj poora hai..
jaagti aankhein jalti hongi...
roshan khud hai wo jahan bhar mein andhera kar ke
chalo kuchh der mein jagaa denge sawera karke
chaand aaj poora hai kaari badri tarasti hogi saari raat barasti hogi
laakh aanchal mein dhaka nazar bachane ko
chhip chhip ke milta raha wo kaatil zamane ko
chaand aaj poora hai
tootne ki aawazein toh aani hi thi
kahin dil tootenge kahin upvaas
kahin amaavas ki aas kyunki chaand...aaj poora hai
saara aakash adhoora sahi...chaand aaj poora hai
dhuaan...
dhuen mein udaa dene ko apna har hissa aaj
bechain hun
zinda rehkar kuchh kuchh galne ka maza
jaam se seenchi aag ke jalne ka maza
neend ko raat bhar ki sazaa sunaane ko
bechain hun
khayal aaj katra katra nikal rahe hain
shayad dhuen ki garmi se pighal rahe hain
ragon ke khoon mein ravaani si hai
aaj har baat mein kahani si hai
kash lekar gash khaati haqeeqat
kashmakash mein lamhe
uff kya museebat
mohabbat ke maare ashkon ko beh jaate dekh
bebas muskuraane ko
bechain hun
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
bechare computer ko kya pata...
Bechare computer ko kya pata…
Kyun achanak mohabbat se pesh aate hain? Ya kyun kabhi
Keyboard Gusse mein taptapaate hain?
din yun hi ban jaata hai jab wo muskuraate hain!
Wo Duniya bhar ki khidkiyon mein jhaankte rehte hain
aur yahan shabd nishabd se bas unhein taakte rehte hain
jaise unhi ki aankhon mein saari duniya nazar aati hai
kyun unki ek chhuan se hi system mein bijli si daud jaati hai?
bechare computer ko kya pata
playlist mein bajte gaane toh wo sunte hain
sirf ek click se apna mood chunte hain
wo sunta hai, sannate mein unki siskiyon ki sadaa
unke tapakte aasuon ka chashmadeet gawaah
bechare computer ko kya pata
Wo raat bhar jagaate hain phir tadke hi uthaate hain
Pata nahin kaam hai ya kuchh aur
likhte hain, mitaate hain...
wo na jaane kya chahte hain
khayalon ko bhasha toh di hai
par jo khayal bol nahin paate unka kya?
Bechare computer ko kya pata?
Kyun achanak mohabbat se pesh aate hain? Ya kyun kabhi
Keyboard Gusse mein taptapaate hain?
din yun hi ban jaata hai jab wo muskuraate hain!
Wo Duniya bhar ki khidkiyon mein jhaankte rehte hain
aur yahan shabd nishabd se bas unhein taakte rehte hain
jaise unhi ki aankhon mein saari duniya nazar aati hai
kyun unki ek chhuan se hi system mein bijli si daud jaati hai?
bechare computer ko kya pata
playlist mein bajte gaane toh wo sunte hain
sirf ek click se apna mood chunte hain
wo sunta hai, sannate mein unki siskiyon ki sadaa
unke tapakte aasuon ka chashmadeet gawaah
bechare computer ko kya pata
Wo raat bhar jagaate hain phir tadke hi uthaate hain
Pata nahin kaam hai ya kuchh aur
likhte hain, mitaate hain...
wo na jaane kya chahte hain
khayalon ko bhasha toh di hai
par jo khayal bol nahin paate unka kya?
Bechare computer ko kya pata?
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
bachpan se...
mujhe toh bachpan se aadat thi khone ki
toh kisi aur se kyun ho gila?
kisi aur ki talaash ka hissa hoga wo...
usne paa liya maine kho diya
yeh kya ki ik zara si baat par
tumne daaman ashkon se bhigo diya?
mujhe toh bachpan se aadat thi khone ki
raaton ko takiye bhigone ki
bewajah sapne sanjone ki
so ek beej aur bo diya
hariyali ka armaan toh tha
par ab galti na karungi baat johne ki
mujhe toh bachpan se aadat thi khone ki
toh kisi aur se kyun ho gila?
kisi aur ki talaash ka hissa hoga wo...
usne paa liya maine kho diya
yeh kya ki ik zara si baat par
tumne daaman ashkon se bhigo diya?
mujhe toh bachpan se aadat thi khone ki
raaton ko takiye bhigone ki
bewajah sapne sanjone ki
so ek beej aur bo diya
hariyali ka armaan toh tha
par ab galti na karungi baat johne ki
mujhe toh bachpan se aadat thi khone ki
Friday, June 20, 2008
ek os ki boond...
ek os ki boond ho...
na jaane kya kuchh kar guzarne ki khwahish hai
seep se nikalkar moti banne ki khwahish hai
abhi aasmaan khula hai,
zameen paas aa rahi hai
badalon ki taan par
hawa gungunaa rahi hai
neeche ki zameen saaf dhuli si hai
mitti ki khushubuen fizaon mein ghuli si hain
abhi toh aadha safar tay hua hai
yeh jahaan..
upar se bahut chhota dikhta hai
paas aate aate kuchh aur sanwarta hai
par bahut jald takraoge dharti se...sach se
kathor hai.
zara samhalna
maalum hai sarfarosh ho,
apne junoon mein madhosh ho
par raaste mein milenge
aur toofan josh se bhare
rokenge raasta tumhara beech mein khare
tab sirf junoon kaam aayega
issey bacha lena
khud mein badal se kam nahin tum maana
kaandhe pe uthaya hai saara zamana
par os ki boond ho tum
deh na jaana
hawa ke kisi andekhe jhonke mein beh na jana
kuchh bojha ho sake toh baant lo
itna kuchh khud mein samaye na chalo
jo kar liya bahut hai,
aage aur bahut kuchh karna
aasman se zameen tak ke safar mein
tum apna khayal rakhna
na jaane kya kuchh kar guzarne ki khwahish hai
seep se nikalkar moti banne ki khwahish hai
abhi aasmaan khula hai,
zameen paas aa rahi hai
badalon ki taan par
hawa gungunaa rahi hai
neeche ki zameen saaf dhuli si hai
mitti ki khushubuen fizaon mein ghuli si hain
abhi toh aadha safar tay hua hai
yeh jahaan..
upar se bahut chhota dikhta hai
paas aate aate kuchh aur sanwarta hai
par bahut jald takraoge dharti se...sach se
kathor hai.
zara samhalna
maalum hai sarfarosh ho,
apne junoon mein madhosh ho
par raaste mein milenge
aur toofan josh se bhare
rokenge raasta tumhara beech mein khare
tab sirf junoon kaam aayega
issey bacha lena
khud mein badal se kam nahin tum maana
kaandhe pe uthaya hai saara zamana
par os ki boond ho tum
deh na jaana
hawa ke kisi andekhe jhonke mein beh na jana
kuchh bojha ho sake toh baant lo
itna kuchh khud mein samaye na chalo
jo kar liya bahut hai,
aage aur bahut kuchh karna
aasman se zameen tak ke safar mein
tum apna khayal rakhna
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
court kachehri
koi kusoor nahin
kisi ka gunaah nahin
zor zabran toh kuchh hua nahin,
phir kyun jaane jee chahta hai, tum par court kachehri kar dun
mukadma chale adaalat ho
katghara ho mujrim ho vaqaalat ho
kaale coat hon, hathaudon ki chot ho
sunwai bhi ho, ruswai bhi ho,
thoda jhooth toh thodi sacchai bhi ho,
geeta ki kasmein hon, rasmein ho, gawahi ho
baaton mein kuchh teri kuchh meri tabahi ho
ek raaz jo khule dooji paheli gehri kar dun
jee karta hai zaalim tum par court kachehri kar dun
daleelein ho par faisla na ho paaye
judge kitna bhi order order chillaye
muqaddma multavi karne ki naubat na aaye
sabooton ko maddenazar rakhte hue bhi
kanoon sachmuch andha ho jaaye...
aise mein sab ek shaam raat dopehri kar dun
jee karta hai zaalim tum par court kachehri kar dun
pesh kiya jaaye usko jiski barson se talaash ho
jo mil ke bichhda ho bas abhi abhi
saamne aaye par mil na paaye kabhi
daaroga ke saath khada ho sar jhukaye
iss par rehem khaun toh khule bandhan ko hathkadi kar dun
jee karta hai zaalim tum par court kachehri kar dun
insaaf ke taraazu ke dono paale barabar hon
saza ki ummeed aur rihai ka darr ho
faansi sunakar kalam tootne ki aawaz aaye
koi yun hi jeete rehne se toh baaz aaye
zindgi na sahi chalo aaj ek maut hi sunehri kar dun
jee karta hai zaalim tum par court kachehri kar dun...
kisi ka gunaah nahin
zor zabran toh kuchh hua nahin,
phir kyun jaane jee chahta hai, tum par court kachehri kar dun
mukadma chale adaalat ho
katghara ho mujrim ho vaqaalat ho
kaale coat hon, hathaudon ki chot ho
sunwai bhi ho, ruswai bhi ho,
thoda jhooth toh thodi sacchai bhi ho,
geeta ki kasmein hon, rasmein ho, gawahi ho
baaton mein kuchh teri kuchh meri tabahi ho
ek raaz jo khule dooji paheli gehri kar dun
jee karta hai zaalim tum par court kachehri kar dun
daleelein ho par faisla na ho paaye
judge kitna bhi order order chillaye
muqaddma multavi karne ki naubat na aaye
sabooton ko maddenazar rakhte hue bhi
kanoon sachmuch andha ho jaaye...
aise mein sab ek shaam raat dopehri kar dun
jee karta hai zaalim tum par court kachehri kar dun
pesh kiya jaaye usko jiski barson se talaash ho
jo mil ke bichhda ho bas abhi abhi
saamne aaye par mil na paaye kabhi
daaroga ke saath khada ho sar jhukaye
iss par rehem khaun toh khule bandhan ko hathkadi kar dun
jee karta hai zaalim tum par court kachehri kar dun
insaaf ke taraazu ke dono paale barabar hon
saza ki ummeed aur rihai ka darr ho
faansi sunakar kalam tootne ki aawaz aaye
koi yun hi jeete rehne se toh baaz aaye
zindgi na sahi chalo aaj ek maut hi sunehri kar dun
jee karta hai zaalim tum par court kachehri kar dun...
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
roz...
काश तुम रोज़ भूलो मुझे
और मैं रोज़ याद दिलाऊं,
एक नए सिरे से शुरू हो जिंदगी रोज़
तो एक नई गरिमा से पेचान करवाऊं रोज़
हर मोड़ पर मैं ही मिलूं अचानक
कभी बेबस बेचारी तो कभी शोर मचाती
बस हर जगह मैं ही नज़र आऊं रोज़
काश तुम रोज़ मुझे भूलो
और मैं याद दिलाऊं रोज़
फिर एक बार तुम्हारी aakhein
chuen मेरा astitiv
तुम्हें देखे toh एक pal को dhadakna भूल जाए दिल
पेट में bal padein aakhein jhuk jaayein
तुमको ही अपना aaina banaun रोज़
काश तुम रोज़ मुझे भूलो
और मैं याद दिलाऊं रोज़
तुम्हें lagey की कोई और है
नया है कोई, तुम्हारी talaash का hisaa है कोई
फिर से प्यार कर बैठे हो
तुम्हारी हर talaash में ख़ुद को ही paaun रोज़
काश तुम रोज़ मुझे भूलो
और मैं याद दिलाऊं रोज़
तुम jaano मुझे एक नए सिरे से
एक नई जगह में
और मैं एक नए तुम से मिलूं
तुम्हारे सवालों के रोज़ नए जवाब dhoondhun
तुम्हारे jawabon के लिए नए सवाल banaun रोज़
काश तुम रोज़ मुझे भूलो
और मैं याद दिलाऊं रोज़
तुम्हारी kalpana भी मैं, तुम्हारी कविता भी मैं
हर रचना का आदि अंत मैं
तुम में बसे कवि की aatma में समा जाऊँ
या तुम्हारे khayalon की syaahi में badal jaaun रोज़
तुम्हें कभी paaun तो कभी न paaun
कभी jiyun तो कभी मर jaaun
आज की ही तरह guzar जाऊँ रोज़
काश तुम रोज़ मुझे भूलो
और मैं याद दिलाऊं रोज़
और मैं रोज़ याद दिलाऊं,
एक नए सिरे से शुरू हो जिंदगी रोज़
तो एक नई गरिमा से पेचान करवाऊं रोज़
हर मोड़ पर मैं ही मिलूं अचानक
कभी बेबस बेचारी तो कभी शोर मचाती
बस हर जगह मैं ही नज़र आऊं रोज़
काश तुम रोज़ मुझे भूलो
और मैं याद दिलाऊं रोज़
फिर एक बार तुम्हारी aakhein
chuen मेरा astitiv
तुम्हें देखे toh एक pal को dhadakna भूल जाए दिल
पेट में bal padein aakhein jhuk jaayein
तुमको ही अपना aaina banaun रोज़
काश तुम रोज़ मुझे भूलो
और मैं याद दिलाऊं रोज़
तुम्हें lagey की कोई और है
नया है कोई, तुम्हारी talaash का hisaa है कोई
फिर से प्यार कर बैठे हो
तुम्हारी हर talaash में ख़ुद को ही paaun रोज़
काश तुम रोज़ मुझे भूलो
और मैं याद दिलाऊं रोज़
तुम jaano मुझे एक नए सिरे से
एक नई जगह में
और मैं एक नए तुम से मिलूं
तुम्हारे सवालों के रोज़ नए जवाब dhoondhun
तुम्हारे jawabon के लिए नए सवाल banaun रोज़
काश तुम रोज़ मुझे भूलो
और मैं याद दिलाऊं रोज़
तुम्हारी kalpana भी मैं, तुम्हारी कविता भी मैं
हर रचना का आदि अंत मैं
तुम में बसे कवि की aatma में समा जाऊँ
या तुम्हारे khayalon की syaahi में badal jaaun रोज़
तुम्हें कभी paaun तो कभी न paaun
कभी jiyun तो कभी मर jaaun
आज की ही तरह guzar जाऊँ रोज़
काश तुम रोज़ मुझे भूलो
और मैं याद दिलाऊं रोज़
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
its a normal evening
- - its a normal evening…he’s just gotten back from work. she opens the door like everyday, they exchange a look for a second…no stories told. soon, they’re at the dinner table, she puts the dal for herself in two katories, suddenly realizing what she’d done. quickly makes up with pouring it back and putting some dahi instead. things seem fine now. except, that at the end of the dinner after wrapping up she clears the last thing for the day…three tea cups, freshly used in the evening and a wrapper carelessly or rather carefully left by somebody in the tray, stares back. she cant move her gaze, its locked. with trembling hands, she gathers the courage to put it in the bin. things seem fine yet again.
- her gynae always tells her – you have a trust problem…someone just made it worse? forever? the battles were manifold at all levels and now…one with yourself? you know you will never win it, coz this win only mean a loss. ‘loss’ the word hits today…especially when one hasn’t learnt how to break relationships. its like having to face the reality of ‘death’. to face the fact that this person isn’t just a phonecall away…you will love them as much but they aren’t anymore. except that one doesn’t know who’d dead in the bargain…
- she made a call to her mother-in-law in as mundane a manner as possible. luckily, she didn’t have to do the talking today, she was hearing everything, the usual story with a deadpan expression…just an unstoppable array of images flashing across her head…words ringing in her ear, a mess of things creating unbearable noises inside…of something that could have completed a year…had it survived this…
- time to pinch oneself…hoping it’s a bad dream. just one of them, yet again. it cant be true. can someone not prove that this is a lie? could it have had a better end…rather than a ruthless riotous breach of trust?? butchering of that emotion…bloodshed! but this time, no one is seeing red…it’s a slow death. it cannot manifest itself in the form of tears or anything for that matter. it’s a normal evening
- he was her god. nothing more need be said…she knew he was cast in stone. like an idol that she could spend hours with and get nothing out of and yet feel loved, probably she was imagining it. she imagined that it made a difference to her life, she imagined a hand of god around her, trusting it with as much blind faith as it takes. a good deed done would just make her smile inside and think of him…selfishly enough in heart she’d say – if it ever has to pay off, let it pay off in the form of HIM. she has been robbed today…of all that she ever earned or thought that she owned. realization – it never belonged to her, so why complain?
- nine is his lucky number…and luckily enough, after 53, she rests at 54. epitaph reads as – poor thing, she really loved me, like noone could! a kick for a lifetime...in either sense.
- he moved on many steps, while she would take the same way…may he always be very happy, may all his wishes, dreams, ambitions come true. may he be the biggest achiever of his times. may he never go through a low phase, may god take care of his foot, his teeth, his soul. may he always get love. that’s all that she prayed for…now…no hard feelings. may god take care of her god. may
- its all over today. worst has happened. life will never be the same again. she will never be the same again. a soul lies murdered and everyone’s going about with their chores, including her. one sai baba idol, one conversation, one shock has changed her life forever. she will never come alive again. the passion is lost for good. she will never trust anyone ever ever again. ‘love’ is just a worthless, cheap word today…she will never hate him. she will hate herself for still always loving him. In this bargain…she has decided to punish herself, for good. nobody will ever get close, ever again. she’s never needed anyone to remain sane…she never will. volunteers unwelcome. the wall just got higher. it’s a normal evening.
Monday, May 12, 2008
bisleri
Pure from the heart of himalayas, precious and vital to human existence. it has undergone so many quality checks. if only...we treated love with as much sanctity, if only we realised that its an entity thats as pure and vital and is fast depleting. i strongly feel that it needs to be preserved, protected from getting contaminated or from going waste...coz i dont see a day when we'd be able to bottle it and sell it off the shelf!
Thursday, April 17, 2008
shiddat...
wo shiddat se kisi ko chaahna...
bhool gayi hain aankhein
ab samajh aata hai, kyun takra takra kar
kinaare se laut jaaya karti hain lehrein,
kyun raat bhar tik nahin sakta chaand
kyun ek saal beet-te lag jaate hain saalon
kyun ek lamha bhi rukne ko tayyar nahin
kyun sadkon ki apni koi manzil nahin hoti,
kyun manzilon ka khud nahin koi thikana
wo shiddat se kisi ko chaahna...
bhool gayi hain aankhein
ab samajh aata hai, kyun takra takra kar
kinaare se laut jaaya karti hain lehrein,
kyun raat bhar tik nahin sakta chaand
kyun ek saal beet-te lag jaate hain saalon
kyun ek lamha bhi rukne ko tayyar nahin
kyun sadkon ki apni koi manzil nahin hoti,
kyun manzilon ka khud nahin koi thikana
wo shiddat se kisi ko chaahna...
Thursday, March 27, 2008
iss yug ki radha...
saloni hai sawli bhi,
pyaar mein thodi si bawli bhi,
akasmaat achanak muskaati hai...
haribhajan gungunaati hai
iss yug ki radha
gaiyya ko charaate, mann ka vicharan
jaane kab ho jayein hari ke darshan
unki baansuri ki taan par jame hain kaan...
taan par sapne hi toh bunti hai
koi na bhi bulaye toh sunti hai
iss yug ki radha
matki phodta hai, maa ko sataata hai
munh khole toh poora sansaar dikhata hai
gopiyon se raas kar radha ko jalaata hai
kaanha hai, jaanti hai phir bhi jalti hai
iss yug ki radha
wo shyam nahin shvet hai,
bas yehi ek bhed hai...
uski chhavi barson se mann mein chhupaye
radha ne kitne janam ganvaye...
par har roop mein apne kanhaiya ko pehchaanti hai
iss yug ki radha
pyaar mein thodi si bawli bhi,
akasmaat achanak muskaati hai...
haribhajan gungunaati hai
iss yug ki radha
gaiyya ko charaate, mann ka vicharan
jaane kab ho jayein hari ke darshan
unki baansuri ki taan par jame hain kaan...
taan par sapne hi toh bunti hai
koi na bhi bulaye toh sunti hai
iss yug ki radha
matki phodta hai, maa ko sataata hai
munh khole toh poora sansaar dikhata hai
gopiyon se raas kar radha ko jalaata hai
kaanha hai, jaanti hai phir bhi jalti hai
iss yug ki radha
wo shyam nahin shvet hai,
bas yehi ek bhed hai...
uski chhavi barson se mann mein chhupaye
radha ne kitne janam ganvaye...
par har roop mein apne kanhaiya ko pehchaanti hai
iss yug ki radha
Friday, February 29, 2008
limited....
if it has limits how is it love? if it makes sense to you, if it confirms to your sensibililities...if it is sane, then how is it love? if it doesnt hurt anyone, if it isnt awkward, if it is not about lust, if it doesnt leave a hollow if it doesnt take the 24 hours of my thought process if it isnt selfish if it doesnt disgust you if it doesnt take away everything else from me, if it makes me....is it love?
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
JUST...
how well do we conclude things? how's anyone answerable to me? why should i hold any importance in their lives? how convemiently they detach and take on their lives while you're still connected. but that's where the mistake is, this is my own problem. i should have to deal with it on my own. its noone else's business. they say its kinda important at the age of 28 to grow up. experience it all, the way it is. where it takes you. LEARN AND GROW ALONE
Thursday, January 3, 2008
night out of Q?
i have a cellphone, the relevant numbers. a pepper spray in my bag, i know some self defence techniques also. i can distinguish a raunchy gaze from an admiring look, my antennae are at work 24X7. i can sense danger from miles away. generally, i dont take risks...i'm not stupid. i can handle myself when i'm drunk and i have all that it takes.
but you know what...i dont want to live the life of a fugitive...i dont want to walk on landmines anymore. i want to live, free of fears and tensions.
but you know what...i dont want to live the life of a fugitive...i dont want to walk on landmines anymore. i want to live, free of fears and tensions.
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