भीड़ में साथी अक्सर मिल जाते हैं
सफर में हमराही टकरा जाते हैं
सर उठा के देखा जब मैंने जमात में
कोई गैर ना मिला अनजाने ही साथ में।

फूलों की लाज ,सुगंध भरी
ले बुन लाया में एक माला
बस तू दिखी उस मेह्खाने में
और खींचा  चला आया में मधुशाला।

हाथों में लिये जज़्बातों की कतरन
बेहेकतें हैं जब जज़्बात ,ये हाथ भी ना जाने क्यों बेहक जातें हैं।


लम्हे ,घड़ियाँ ,साल तो कभी अरसे निकल जाते हैं
कहने को लफ्ज़ नहीं रहते
पर आँखों की ज़ुबाँ ही कुछ अलग होती है
कहते हैं अल्फाज़ो से ज्यादा बातें आँखों से होती हैं।

Ek suni raat...

एक सूनी रात का अँधेरा था ,

रेशम सी चाँद की रौशनी छन के आ रही थी जैसे। 

कोने में जल रही भीनी लौ की नर्माहट ,

तुम्हारे पास होने का एहसास  सा  दिला  रही थी। 

 रातेँ तो कई बीती हैं पहले भी 

पर वो रात खासी अधूरी थी ,

आँखों में आज हलकी नमी थी ,दिलों में दूरी थी। 

उस सुनी रात के अंधेरे में ,

चाँद भी ढलने को आ रहा था अब। 

नींद की एक  छोटी सी बूँद भी आँखों में गिरने ना पायी थी 

झरोखे से झाका तो चाँद को भी अधूरा पाया।

 झिलमिलाती रौशनी में अपने आप को समझाया , कभी हम भी पूरे हुआ करते थे। 

बस तुम और तुम्हारी याद सताये जा रही थी 

वो भी क्या रात थी ,वो भी क्या याद थी। 

Love

Love-A four letter simple word, but is it as simple as it spells?

 A mother hiding her true relation with her daughter, dumping her on her ailing old parents to look after and take care of in order to pursue her other interests ,being deeply ambitious and blinded by ambition finally murdering her own daughter.

Youngsters today are scared of commitment. Spending a good amount of time with someone only to leave that someone ...why? Because they don’t think they want to get into the hassle of being in a serious committed relationship. Because being emotional today is not the right thing to do move ahead in life and of course all this at the pretext of building one’s career or different priorities in life.

Siblings parting ways because of differences in terms of social stature, money or minor misunderstandings which pave way for rifts thereby breaking a relationship which is supposed to be one of the most strong and beautiful relation.

Best of friends backstabbing each other, becoming jealous of each other’s success and accomplishment and parting ways eventually.

Parents being left alone by their own children citing lack of time, convenience, career aspirations or other priorities as excuses.

These are just few examples of many weird things which are happening in our world right now. Not that I am extremely emotional to vent out all this and even if I am it’s something I am really proud of. But has love become so insignificant in this world that we breach the limits of humanity and leave the people who are supposed to be the closest to us for things which are actually insignificant. I am not saying one’s career is not important or one should not take up one’s ambition in life but is it not important to give love back to the people who actually deserve it. It’s just a feeling we need to reciprocate back. All we need to do is to muster the courage to accept the people around us the way they are.

Love blooms everywhere, we only need to nurture it wherever we can. Is forgiving so hard that we choose to remain enclosed in the walls we have built around us, lonely and alone rather than breaking those walls and making a gesture. I think it’s definitely something to think about and ponder on.

Barish...

है प्रेम भरी सौगात ये ,

यह है ईश्वर की अश्रु धारा 

ये बारिश की भीनी बूँदें 

ना भटके कोई प्यासा आवारा। 

बहुत हुआ अब छिपना छुपाना 

है प्रीत मिलन की सुहानी 

मत घबरा बस पहुंच जा 

जा लिख दे अपनी प्रेम कहानी। 

कब तक देखता रहेगा उसे बेसबर 

बारिश की रिमझिम में हो दो दिल तत्पर। 

वर्षा की आह में भीग रही है वो ,

प्यार के बीजो का आज रोपड़ हो। 

है प्रेम भरी सौगात ये ,

यह है ईश्वर की अश्रु धारा 

कह दे अपने हृदय की बात 

क्यों है तेरा दिल उस पे हारा। 

Starry sky..

Under the starry sky,

She saw a moment,he saw a chance.

She saw emotions,he saw wild passion

She felt his magical touch,he found her touch electrifying.

She lost herself but found him,he carefully wandered and swept her off

She saw love,he saw lust

She saw his beautiful heart,he saw her beautiful body

Her eyes teared in happiness,his eyes watered in pleasure

She missed the darkness hidden in his bright eyes,he saw her gleaming eyes lit up

Under the starry sky

It was a beginning for her,something ended for him....

For the simple joy of writing...

I was once asked,"Do you like dancing?".Well,I don't know literally but I do like dancing figuratively.I love the way my pen dances on a white sheet of paper leaving ink marks and forming words,sometimes abrupt other times meaningless.Sometimes forming sentences which are so deep that they might seem meaningless at a glance.I love the way my expressions,my emotions come out through the motion of my pen on the paper.Just by the mere movement of my hand spilling not only the ink but also my thoughts on that plain white sheet of paper.Well this one for the simple joy of writing....:)

Random Thought....

In the wisp of the moment,the time flew by and what he had made of himself,what he was after years of toiling didn't matter anymore.It is funny how we build castles of sand with so much effort;craft our lives with so much care.But all it takes is a frantic wave to wash it all;one wrong action/decision to crumble everything we ever had or dreamed of.