Mere Dost

Sawalon ne humen ghere rakha tha
Hamko dooriyon mein jode rakha tha
Un sawaalon se hum wafa kar baithe
Anjane mein sach se khafa ho baithe
Ek din un sawalon pe parde gir gaye
Reth ki tarah saare sawal choot gaye
Mera aashiyan,meri umeed saath le gaye
Ab sawaal nahi to tanhayee cha gayi
Kuch karo tum ab...vapas lautado
Mere sawaal...mere dost...

Just Another Day

Each day a new dawn a new bloom
Each day a new dusk a new droop

Each day a promise a profession
Each day an evasion a deception

Each day striving for excitement
Each day ending with resentment

Each day a new hope, a new desire
Each day a let down, a funeral pyre

Yet another day and yet another night
The days go on with no break in sight

Of Mazes And Strings...

Walking down the known curved paths I see

The grey and white stones shining on ground

One porous black bench under the tree

A dog lazing around lying in blissful ignorance

In the backdrop of earthen beauty dressed in red

I see you standing there holding your file

Lost in thoughts you seem tired and sleepy

The cigarette burning away, smoke escaping

A smile breaks on my face, eyes lighting up

I see my friend teasing me for my reaction

Shushing her, I see you smiling back at me

An ordinary face, I observe…but a nice smile

I watch a couple go by talking and laughing

I come to you with a bundle neatly wrapped

‘Work again!!’ You gasp; ‘and there’s more!’ I say

Taking the bundle from me you make a face

While we walk, you say I look good in black

Blushing, I realize I had been grinning like a fool

I say the checked shirt is looking good too

But doesn’t go with the multi colored sweater!

While looking at you I wonder where this is taking us

Both messed up in our lives, both fighting a battle

I wonder if its time we do away with what was

and if the obvious is necessary and right

Each looking for a hand but each shying away

Each trying to look indifferent and serene

While a hundred thoughts run wildly in the head

Weaving a maze of questions, with answers right inside

Ab Man Chala...


Kuch chaha tha kabhi, na mila na sahi

Kuch paaya that kabhi, na chaha na sahi

Phir kuch chahne ko

Apna khoon jalaane ko

Bheegi pyaas bujhane ko

Phir se jee uthne ko

Man chala…

Kuch socha tha kabhi, sach na tha na sahi

Kuch nibhaya tha kabhi na tika na sahi

Ab beete pal bhulane ko

phir veeran hojaane ko

ek nayi soch jagaane ko

naya kuch nibhane ko

man chala…

kuch hua tha kabhi, bura tha bura hi sahi

kuch samjha tha kabhi galat hua galat hi sahi

ab naya kuch samajhne ko

apni raah khud banana ko

door tak chalne ko

thakne par daudne ko

man chala…

kuch toota tha kabhi, na juda na sahi

kuch bikhra tha kabhi na sambhla na sahi

ab tukdon ko sametne ko

har aansoon pirone ko

tinkon se shabd jodne ko

ek kavita sajaane ko

man chala…

kuch choota tha kabhi, koi saath nahi abhi

kuch choda tha kabhi, koi paas nahi abhi

ab khud se ladne ko

khud ko jeetne ko

phir ek armaan jagaane ko

khud se pyaar karne ko

man chala…

This Is The End

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I’ll never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger’s hand
In a...desperate land

Lost in a roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There’s danger on the edge of town
Ride the king’s highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he’s old, and his skin is cold


This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But you’ll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

---------------------------Jim Morrison, the great poet n singer

Lamhe

Anjan galiyon ki sunsaan raahon par
naarangi aasman jaise shaamiyana bana tha
Chameli ke phholon ne pedon ko aur
gulab ki pankhudiyon ne sadak sajaya tha

Jaise sapnon ki shaam thi woh
tumhaare saath kuch waqt guzaara tha
Neele dupatte ko marodte hue
yaad hai apna haal sunaya tha

Ghanton ki khamoshi ke baad
jaise ek chota sa raaz khola tha
Har lamhe me jaise ek sadi aur
poori shaam me ek lamha bitaya tha

DASTAK

aate jaate viran sadkon par
kabhi kabaar woh mil jaata hai
kabhi chai pe toh kabhi yun hi
subah woh dikh jaata hai

kabhi saath baithte ghanton baaten karte
kabhi raat bhar jaag saath kaam karte
uski kahaani woh hamaari hum sunaate
kabhi doosron ke liye apni neend kharab karte

subah ki thand mein garam chai liye
kal unse phir mulaqat ho gayi
cigarette ke dhuen ke beech baithe
wohi baaten phir shuru ho gayi

apni kahaaniyan duharaate hue
woh kuch nayi si baat kah gaya
jaise band phool ke pankhdiyon par
ek bhawra dastak de gaya