Monday, December 04, 2006

Na Tum jano…. Na Hum

Bhir mein bhi woh..,
Tanha kyon hai..
Saath chal rahe..
Phir bhi juda kyon hai..,
Faasla nahi raha darmiyaan ab kuch,
Phir dil itne juda kyon hai.
Saasoon mein khoshboo bas gaye jiski,
Par dil main woh ab tak basa kyon nahi hai.

Us bewafa se na karenge dil ki baat hum,
Apnaya naa jisne..,
Aur bhool paya jo hamen nahi hai.
Kitna samzaaya us kam-naseeb ko.
Fariyaad yeh teri nahi..,
Sajde me mein tere hum hai.
Na karo gila..,
Na shikwa humse,
Tarap rahe tum nahi..
Seh rahe dard bhi hum hai.
Miloge jab bhi kayamat ke waqt toh..,
es intezaar mein safar kar rahe hum hai.

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Vaasiyat (Hier)

deta hai toh de
us parwar digar ka aasra,
na jaye is dar se koi
ho ke koi be-parwah
lauta sake
woh muskurahat
kho gaye jo is bhirh mein
banane ko chale uski
takdir mein
na mila khuda,
na khushi mili,
is bhaag daud mein
na zindagi hi jee
un thake haroo ko..,
mile rahat ki saans..,
zindgi unki ho phir aabaad,
humsafar, humrahi,
sada rahe saath.

De sakta hai toh de..,
Khushi mere Hum-Nawaz ki,
Us khuda.., us parwar-digar ki
Saath jiska na bhichre
Zindgi bhar..,
Phir na rahe kami,
Kisi sarfiraz ki.
Zindagi ho muqammal,
Us ki bahoon mein,
Ho fanaa …toh bhi uski
Chaahon mein.

Likhta hai vasiyaat..
Toh likh mere naam yeh..,
Nahi toh diya jo bhi..
Woh kis kaam ke.

Khudaye de.,de
Na mange kuch aur hum,
Sab kuch hi diya tune.,
Aur kya hai gum.

Monday, October 30, 2006

Crossroads

I am the crossroads,
Don’t know where to go…
Should I carry on..,
Or should I withhold.
The path so vague..,
The journey so dense,
The decision so crucial
That’s making me tense.

One way to glory..,
The other to growth..,
To choose between the two,
Is question unfold.

Time frame from now
Where do I stand
Is the vision that I
..must understand.
The journey just started,
The pastures still new
Later no time for energies
To refresh, or renew.

So, go with the flow
Don’t stop by the rocks..
Ultimately its life & opportunity
That never again knocks.
So check out the time
And go by the tide
Cause crossroads
Will be again…
There, which we will abide.

… choosing crossroads

Friday, September 22, 2006

JEENE KA ANDAAZ.. WOHI HAI PURANA

Preface

someone has written a few verses .. about the today's harsh and busy life, where technology has taken over to humans making them to bahave life machines, without sensitivity, emotions and feelings. not even towards themselves and the beautiuful enviroment around.
"Shaher ki es daud me daud ke karna kya hai?
Jab yehi jeena hai dosto to phir marna kya hai?
Paheli barish me train late hone ki fikr hai
Bhul gaye bhigte hue tahelna kya hai?
Mobile, Landline sab ki bharmaar hai,
Lekin jigri dost tak pahuche, aisi taar kaha hai?
Kab dubte hue suraj ko dekha tha yaad hai?
Kab jaana tha shaam ka woh banana kya hai?"
see life closly.., nothing will change.. and nothing you could change.. except yourself and the attitude towards life. what matters the most how you view and live life.. and the whole world is your oyster.




JEENE KA ANDAAZ.. WOHI HAI PURANA
(The Ordinary life among Extra-Ordinary circumstances)


Jeene Ka Andaz.., wohi hai purana..,
bheerh bhari duniya mein.. khushion ko dhond lana.,

Kabhi Bus ki khirki se ..,
dobte huye suraj ka nazrana..,
toh kabhi ek bhuzurg ko seat de kar..,
khushiyon ko pana.

Kabhi chalte-chalte raah par..,
kisi purane dost se takrana..,
phir purani batoon ko yaad kar ke.,
dheere se sharmana.,

Internet ka kamal dekho..,
kar di duniya itni choti..,
un bhikre samundar par doston
ki aas poori..,
dekh dost ko online..,
ab khushi nahi adhuri.

Kya kahen soochte the.,
kitne mashroof hai hum..,
es duniya.., es jasbaat se..,
kitne door hai hum.
par dekha toh yakeen aaya..,
na yeh duniya door.., na HUM..,
yeh SAFAR bhi HUM..
aur .. HUMSAFAR..bhi HUM.

Thursday, August 10, 2006

TREES – The Structure of Life

U Stood there,
like a lifeless pillar,
with breeze around,
n friends in rear,
I asked them..
O grandpa dear,
do u got stories to hear..,

standing there in the cool ply..,
I’ve seen the time fly,
Love, life, happiness, sorrow...,
Nothing that I had to borrow.

Been an abode,
and a fighting warrior..,
protecting you too.,
like a loving father.

Flowers, thorns, branches and leaves,
Everyone has lesson to give.
The feelings, the thoughts,
The recurrent doubts..,
and ever those surfacing bouts.
Remember there’s horizons too,
In the clouds if u see them through.

Every journey offers some role,
No matter, meagre or bold.
And that’s where lies the gold.
Cause its journey that matters..,
When destination untold.

Monday, May 15, 2006

Life’s bargain

Preface

When I look back the past the thought of good and bad fills me with a very indifferent feeling. Usually people cherish the good which had made a landmark in their life and careers. I cherish both.., as every experience in life had led me grow each step professionally and personally. Today, if someone asks me to go back in yesterday and change my life, what I’ll change ..? ‘cause which they think I would/or should had made me grow into a person I am now.

LIFE’s BARGAIN

Whenever the life,
Offered me a bargain…,
To exchange for the past,
That has caused some pain.
I’ll deter the offer,
And turn it politely down,
‘cause it’s a petty deal,
which makes me frown.

I agree that sometimes,
It made me suffer some degrees,
And also loose interest
In some filthy meagrees,

But see the picture…,
There’s another side too,
And it is important as it made
Me face the tide through.

With each pain,
I gained a lot of life.
In experience and in expertise,
And I in persona too.
Learning with every valuable stride,
For which I’ll always be pride.
Its been a test..,
For me,
And people too…,
So to segregate the rest,
When I am through.

So Now, you tell me
What you could give
For all the valuables
That lies with me.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

I Am There With You

Preface

Someone told me their story one night, it was so brave yet painful. I don’t know the person not even the environment; just felt that he wants to convey his pain through me. The pain he felt after giving all through his life, to all those around.

I AM THERE WITH YOU

I know
you are standing tall,
Like a solid stone wall,
Supporting and protecting,
all those who hold meaning..,
in their pride and self esteem.
In joy, in sorrow,
And in all the fears,
You’ve been through them
in all their years.

Rose to the tower
Been a lighthouse for all,
No matter had it be,
Big or small.

The journey was long,
With a long tough road
But you’ve never lost..,
Any of the foothold.
With eyes steadily focused,
like Arjuna’s goal.

Now that you’ve got Greatness and glory,
Time to come to write, A whole new story.

The story that’s very close to the heart.
Which never in future makes you apart.

Found a soul mate,
The suitor of your kind..,
But wait…!
Why.., all the people mind.

Are they afraid of losing the wall,
Which had been protecting them for so long.
I am not taking the cover off you..,
So don’t be afraid of my joys too.
Don’t I deserve them for after so long
To get the world to which I belong.

Now that I asked for my right,
What brings in this tough fight.

I feel that I am alone
Standing in this crowd,
To which I’ve always been so proud.

What to do.. I asked my thee..,
Should I move on..,
Or should I plea...!

Hearing this…,
My soul came close and
Said unto me..,
Whatever you choose..,
It’s always WE.

Either you falter
or either you fly,
you’re not alone,
with me and ‘thy’,
when you cry…,
I cry with you too,
And you happiness,
Brings joys to me too.

I would love to see you,
Rise very high,
With each step that you ply.
And in the evenings when you’re done
Never feel that you’re all alone.
‘cause next to you
you’ll always find..,
another shadow,
that’s mine.

So whatever the path,
Wherever you go.
I am there..,
…always with you.

Monday, May 01, 2006

The Last Words

Preface
Usually last words are the ending of any story or epic. But they hold special meaning to me, as I consider everything eternal like life. Even after it’s end it continues to breathe somewhere else. It may seem the end of a story, but actually it is a beginning of another. It reminds me of Ekta Kapoor’s serials, moving in new era with entirely new scenario and people.
For me, the last words means to stop using enough words and get into ACTION; The Karma of life, and to build your destiny. Last words is signing in to your Dreams and work with all heart and soul to take you further towards the horizons of a challenging future.
Hope you stay with me through all this Action.

THE LAST WORDS

The last words…
Would be my beginning,
To a new era
And a new turning,
Towards the dream
That’s always burning,
And for which the heart
..is always beating.

When the word list
Getting wider and bigger,
And the conversations
Seems more than thicker,
Its time it said
Now stop dreaming,
Now is the time
To do the creaming,
Churn up the knowledge pool,
So you’re no longer
Considered a fool.
now get geared up with
All the tools,
So the future is not spoonfuls,

The horizon above is big and wide
And get ready to take on the tide
Taking everything
That comes to your stride,
So no longer its foolish bride.

Get everything in perfect tuning,
for a Perfect Horizon..,
...A complete beginning.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

If I Were a Santa Claus

Preface
Santa Claus holds special meaning for children, bringing them small gifts of joy. Little did the santa knew that every human in this world longs for him to bring smile to them and take away their worries, problems and hard struggles of time.
But on this day, when I see soo much pain in people’s eyes, their hard never-ending struggle then I feel being really poor, who has nothing to offer to the world.
So, today my wish to santa is.. “make me rich so I become Santa myself, and bring joy to the eyes where sadness rests”
Amen.

IF I WERE A SANTA CLAUS
If I were a santa,
Dressed in red and fanta,
I would come to you everyday..,
To listen to your every say,
So that you are never alone,
And all you things are always done.
The sun Shines Bright at you,
And joys are never tight with you,
A new day to look up for,
And no hurdle to shook you up.
Loved ones to share life with,
And someone special to cry with.
All the joys you could dream of,
Always offered with life’s cream of.
So you always shine bright,
Like the morning sunlight.

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Transcend the Pain

Pain is a great Teacher,
Life’s foremost preacher,
Growing with the birth,
To know a persons mirth,
Each phase to test,
To know what’s your best,
Introducing you to the
unknown you,
so you can always be true,
to liberate talent and energy,
and to achieve the untimate,
“synergy”

So, everytime,
When the challenge is hard,
and the destination seems too far,
the creping pain holds you sad,
but the task is still at hand,
then thinking probably…
Why Me ??
Think that…
Why can’t WE !
The reason why its entrusted in you
Cause you got the capacity too.

Bigger the cause, Longer the road,
Stronger the person, Glory untold,
So fear not the pain,
Embrace it…
Cause the sages said…
“No pain, No gain”