Ghanni raat ki aagosh mein baitha chaat pe ik insaan;
Dekh raha tha taktaki lagaye andhera vo assman.
Dhoond raha tha kuch chehre badlon ke picche unn taron mein;
Kos raha tha dil mein rabb ko, samete raha tha khud ko lambi tanhai mein.
Dil mein yahi chah liye ki koi mile humdum jindgi bantane ko,
So gaya vo phir ankh mein nammi le kar vo.
Phir hua ik naya savera,udha vo dunia ki bheer mein jane ko,
Anjaan is baat se ki ayi hai sudh dunia banane vale ko.
Lauta jab ghar vo man mein phir vohi udasi thi,
Tabhi ek awaz le kar jindgi si samane thi ayi,
Shayad kuch accha kiya hai maine ki rabb ne ki yeh inayat hai,
Aaj kar raha ata shukar vo khuda ko, abb na vo udasi na hi koi shikayat hai.
Beeta phir wakt chalta raha vo karvan, sab kuch tha ik jannat jaisa,
Bahut si batein thi, siah vo muhobat thi, sab tha ik sach hue sapne jaisa.
Ayi phir vo kaali raat, hua sab taar taar,
Chinni har khushi us se, Sakh siahi se bhar gaya har lamha vo gulzar.
Toot gaya vo rabb ka yeh sitam dekh kar,
Bikhra phir vo jindgi ko dheere se badlon mein chipte dekh kar.
Barah raha apne hath usse rokne ki koshish mein,
De raha har duhai apni jindgi ko bhikhrne se rokkne mein.
Par shayad rabb ko tha aitraj uski is chah pe,
shayad itni hi thi inayat uski har ki acchai pe.
Liya vapis us shaksh se jindgi ka har falsfa vo,
Kiya ek baar phir be juban usko.
Aaj phir baitha akela ghanni raat ke saye talak,
Ansuon se sarobaar hua piyasa vo hlak.
Udha kar apni nighanein dekh raha asmaan ko,
Dhoond raha taroon ki bheer mein jindgi bhare usi chehre ko.
Akhir Chalak hi gaya ansuoon ka piyala phir,
Udhte girte hua apne kadmon pe vo kahra phir.
Kar k ishara asmaan ki taraf; man main liye ik aag,
Poocha rabb se ke kiyon hua itna vo khudgarj,
Kyu bana itna jalim, kyu di usse yeh kashmokash.
Phir ban ke angara manga vapis apne humdum ko,
Manga phir har jawab; apne har hak ko.
Par kuch na mila sivaye ik khamoshi ke,
Aur gehrati rahi vo raat haule se chupke se.
Gir para tab ho kar majboor vo insaan,
Band ki phir apni ankhein samete har vo khoobsurat yaad.
Aur kuch na tha bas gum ne li thi angrai,
Nayi subha ke sath hi phir se thi vo chayi tanhai.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Sunday, July 12, 2009
" DIL SE"............
AAJ DIL MAIN PHIR KAISA YEH IK DARD UDHA HAI,
IK ANJANE SHAKSH NE DI HAMKO KAISI YEH SAJHA HAI.
USSE POOCHTI HAI GAMOSAR MERI YEH NUM ANKEHIEN,
BATA IS NACHEEZ KI KHATA KYA HAI.
VO BITAYE HUE HAR LAMHE DE RAHE HAIN IK CHUBHAN SI ROOH TAK,
KAISA YEH DARD HAI, KIS TARAP KI KHUMARI YEH CHAYI HAI.
YAHI ILTIZA KAR RAHI HAIN MERI HAR SANSE,
EH DOST MERE TU RUTH NA MUJHSE,
BIN TERE MERI YEH JINDGI KYA HAI.
IK ANJANE SHAKSH NE DI HAMKO KAISI YEH SAJHA HAI.
USSE POOCHTI HAI GAMOSAR MERI YEH NUM ANKEHIEN,
BATA IS NACHEEZ KI KHATA KYA HAI.
VO BITAYE HUE HAR LAMHE DE RAHE HAIN IK CHUBHAN SI ROOH TAK,
KAISA YEH DARD HAI, KIS TARAP KI KHUMARI YEH CHAYI HAI.
YAHI ILTIZA KAR RAHI HAIN MERI HAR SANSE,
EH DOST MERE TU RUTH NA MUJHSE,
BIN TERE MERI YEH JINDGI KYA HAI.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
TiME aT ............."25"...............!!!!!!!!
RETROSPECTION when that word comes in my mind it pushes me to look where my life is going. YOUNG AGE, Enthusiatic and Challanging thats what it seems. But as the span goes on THE GLITTERS faded in its luster. And then a point come where its ought to be RETROSPECTIVE and as i am in last phase of 25; moving ahead; at verge of that point compelled to have some thoughts of my journey.
Me at 25, remembering my school days. Two phased, awsome i should say. Lots of aquentices, lots of personalities hanging around, a bit of studies, lots of fun.Hits on the back by siblings and mentors, structuring the very foundations, tried to put as much in me so that i could reach at level. Some prizes, some fights, some apalogical drama i won. Some faces i remember, some of great buddies, some strong competitors and at 25 some still going all along. Me at 25 just tries to look upon the most but that facinating time just seems to be faded away in mind.
Me at 25, looking upon the collage days, the phase when neither i remained a kid nor i was completley young. Studies, hectic i should say those days were. Some moments which were heart breaking, some brought deploration, experienced the sense of defeat, some unfulfiled aspirations, some moments of broken hearts. Me at 25, seen my self making more demands; demands from home, demands from my loved ones, demands from the administration and resisting any hurdle that came across. Though not much of fun, just routine journey from my city to collage and back; had seen many like me just proceeding alone, had some targets and giving their all to achieve the most.
Me at 25, had the memory lane afresh about those struggling days. The days which were self taught, showed up with some truth of life everyday, at every step. Some moments which really broke me up, made a relative cool person to just fall out with his emotions. Seeing some close one moved one step furthur in life, just won the race, left me behind them; some courageous some taunting showers of words spit upon me by my own ones. Me at 25 just trying to nullify some unwanted stack of my mind of those days but then have second thoughts to keep them along for furthur.
Me at 25, remembering the great loss of some very importants. Those great personalities which made me what i am today, those who shaped my life, some who put thrust into a unstimulus life of mine. Some who gave me love, with whom i spend some glorious moments and who always blessed me to be stronger and smarter. Not that pinch, not now i feel but just wish to be present today side by side with me, wish to have some more stimulus from them but then this is life. Just praying for those souls.
And me at 25, seeing my self working. A great sense, day by day building me more strong, more auspicious, giving me feeling that there is something i contain. Me at 25, while on endless roaming seeing some more faces of life. Seeing some personalities just thowing their life as waste, some from whom nature has taken something but still fighting and fighing hard for their existence like challanging the mighty one to bring more hurdles but they will stop for nothing and making me learn, making me strong against the odds.
Me at 25, expirenced the taste of barbarism , barbaism which people does to people in form of bribe, force, politics. Seen some nobles doing awful and unpresented things bringing shame to some REAL WORDS, but have no sense of shame in them. Me seeing some NORMALS fighting against these odds, tries to smoothen the life of common. Me seeing some untruthful, hollow relations, no bases, but showed up as those are the ultimate one. Me at 25, just expirenced how people use other for their sake, but still can look upon those who give their all to other.
And as i am about to entre new phase of life, at verge of the transient point; at 25, i had some new faces getting along with me. Watching closley their life, trying my best to keep up with them so at any point they are need they can look upon me. Me conserving that all good to be taken along, trying to strenghen my bonds with my loved ones. Me seeing my younger ones growing and growing faster and myself try to examplify myself so to keep them away from the destruction which life brings or at least in position to have a close guide with them.
At 25 i tries to look upon future and have important learnings from past. Me looking for some good, feeling some improvments and expecting to make more. Me, expierence THE TIME AT "25" and preparing myself to the KARMIK age of 26.
Me at 25, remembering my school days. Two phased, awsome i should say. Lots of aquentices, lots of personalities hanging around, a bit of studies, lots of fun.Hits on the back by siblings and mentors, structuring the very foundations, tried to put as much in me so that i could reach at level. Some prizes, some fights, some apalogical drama i won. Some faces i remember, some of great buddies, some strong competitors and at 25 some still going all along. Me at 25 just tries to look upon the most but that facinating time just seems to be faded away in mind.
Me at 25, looking upon the collage days, the phase when neither i remained a kid nor i was completley young. Studies, hectic i should say those days were. Some moments which were heart breaking, some brought deploration, experienced the sense of defeat, some unfulfiled aspirations, some moments of broken hearts. Me at 25, seen my self making more demands; demands from home, demands from my loved ones, demands from the administration and resisting any hurdle that came across. Though not much of fun, just routine journey from my city to collage and back; had seen many like me just proceeding alone, had some targets and giving their all to achieve the most.
Me at 25, had the memory lane afresh about those struggling days. The days which were self taught, showed up with some truth of life everyday, at every step. Some moments which really broke me up, made a relative cool person to just fall out with his emotions. Seeing some close one moved one step furthur in life, just won the race, left me behind them; some courageous some taunting showers of words spit upon me by my own ones. Me at 25 just trying to nullify some unwanted stack of my mind of those days but then have second thoughts to keep them along for furthur.
Me at 25, remembering the great loss of some very importants. Those great personalities which made me what i am today, those who shaped my life, some who put thrust into a unstimulus life of mine. Some who gave me love, with whom i spend some glorious moments and who always blessed me to be stronger and smarter. Not that pinch, not now i feel but just wish to be present today side by side with me, wish to have some more stimulus from them but then this is life. Just praying for those souls.
And me at 25, seeing my self working. A great sense, day by day building me more strong, more auspicious, giving me feeling that there is something i contain. Me at 25, while on endless roaming seeing some more faces of life. Seeing some personalities just thowing their life as waste, some from whom nature has taken something but still fighting and fighing hard for their existence like challanging the mighty one to bring more hurdles but they will stop for nothing and making me learn, making me strong against the odds.
Me at 25, expirenced the taste of barbarism , barbaism which people does to people in form of bribe, force, politics. Seen some nobles doing awful and unpresented things bringing shame to some REAL WORDS, but have no sense of shame in them. Me seeing some NORMALS fighting against these odds, tries to smoothen the life of common. Me seeing some untruthful, hollow relations, no bases, but showed up as those are the ultimate one. Me at 25, just expirenced how people use other for their sake, but still can look upon those who give their all to other.
And as i am about to entre new phase of life, at verge of the transient point; at 25, i had some new faces getting along with me. Watching closley their life, trying my best to keep up with them so at any point they are need they can look upon me. Me conserving that all good to be taken along, trying to strenghen my bonds with my loved ones. Me seeing my younger ones growing and growing faster and myself try to examplify myself so to keep them away from the destruction which life brings or at least in position to have a close guide with them.
At 25 i tries to look upon future and have important learnings from past. Me looking for some good, feeling some improvments and expecting to make more. Me, expierence THE TIME AT "25" and preparing myself to the KARMIK age of 26.
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