FRIENDS FOR EVER

Friendship…may be pages will become lesser to write about it… A bond stronger than any other bond. A person who accepts you as you are… never wants you to change ….A person with whom you can share everything, who understands you and stands by you in all odds……

FRIENDS FOR EVER

I always think
Of the joys
You have brought
To my life,
Each moment
Merrier
Each day bright.

I always wonder
If, you would haven’t been
In my life
I would have never realized,
What a friend is,
What friendship is called?

I always think
That we may be apart,
Busy in our own world
But our shore touches
But our heart matches…

I always wonder
How great GOD is,
That he gifted me with
A friend like you….

I always ponder
If you would haven’t been
In my life
I would have been
Half Blessed.

I always wonder
If you would haven’t been
There with me
I would have one
Less dear one
In my Life…..

Friend who cries when you cry, who laugh when you laugh, who lets you forget each pain… Friend… A word that carries the world with itself.

DARE TO DREAM

The lines by G.B Shaw: “People look at the things and say why? I dream of the things that never were and ask WHY NOT? “ always runs through my mind and inspires me to think of unachievable and the dare ness to achieve them. Life is full of odds but it’s the light of your dreams that illuminate the ways and hopes that we will get what we want… what requires only is the courage to dream and have faith in them…..


DARE TO DREAM

“Those shinning stars
Far away in the sky,
Having twinkling, fading light
But throughout the night
Against darkness, they fight..
Do you dare to dream
Of catching them in your palms
Do you Dare to fight
Until u get your right.

Those beautiful butterflies
Red, Yellow, pink and white
On each face brining smile
Do you dare to fill
Each eyes with new reverie
Each face free of worry…

Do you dare to Dream
Brining smile to every face
Taking away plight from every one

Do you dare to dream
Making a scrape less world
Do You…. Dare to Dream like that…. “


Can you dare to dream for the betterment of others also rather than limiting to oneself….. Just try it…..

RAHEIN ....ZINDGI KI....

Have u ever seen the roads…. Curvy…. Long… black… and at some places so many ditches, rocky, ups and down…. Life is like these roads… some time smooth sailing and some time… hard….But these roads are indifferent ….they just how where one is supposed to reach and rest every person is supposed to decide…. Where they want to go… how they take the things in their life……




नहो दीखते हैं कोई निशान
धुल भरी पगडंडियों पे
न जाने कितने कदम गए होंगे
इन पगडंडियों से अपनी मंज़िल को
न जाने कितने कदम भटके होंगे
इन पगडंडियों पे चलते चलते

कितने चेहरे पुलकित होंगे
सफलता की सोपान चढ़
कितने चेहरें मुरझायें  होंगे
मंज़िल को न पा कर
लेकिन पगडंडिया तो बस मौन हैं
बेअसर है उनके लिए
सफलता और असफलता

मौन महात्मा की भांति
वो तो बस चुपचाप सबको राहें दिखती हैं
वो रहे जो जाती हैं
हमारी मंज़िल की ओर

पगडंडियां नहीं भटकती किसी को
ये तो बस इंसान है
जो भटक जाता है
खुद ब खुद
रहता नहीं वो अटल कभी
इन पगडंडियों सा
दिखाता  हुआ राह हर
आने जाने वाले को
वो तो बस खुद के लिए
राह तलाशते तलाशते
हो जाता है सबसे दूर ..... 

मैं और वो तारा .....

“Na Aashna har rehgujar,name harba har ek nazar
Jayen to ab jayen kidhra, main aur meri awargi……”




Sometimes in Life, everyone feels the low…..trying to find the meaning to his/her life…trying……unexplainable…….

" वो खामोश सा आसमां
वो तनहा सा तारा
वो खामोश सी मैं
मेरे दिल की तन्हाई  .......

वही हैं वो गलियां
वही रहगुजर है
हज़ारों हैं चेहरें
मगर वो किधर है .......

थमी हैं ये सांसें
जिन आहट के वास्ते
है मुमकिन नहीं
गुजरना उसका इधर से  ......

वो तन्हा सा तारा
मेरे दिल की तन्हाई
क्या चाहा था रब से
क्या किस्मत में आयी  .......

Aazadi.... Ya.........

Freedom has been the word utopia for the women. Even they can scale the great height, they can ride to moon, and they can fathom the immeasurable sea…. though there are social barriers that prove to be still invincible. The shackles of century old customs are still alive and being imposed forcefully on them if not in great measures. They are affected by these in many ways…. Even they are independent and self sufficient.
But the voice against this is brisk now as compared to earlier days. Now they are raising their voice and speaking their heart and mind against it. I pray, soon that day comes when we can decide about our lives without any interference. Amen…



Ek adhikaar kshetra se
Nikal kar
Dusre mein jana
Shayad yahi hai niyati
Har ladki ki.

Bahut thakane wala hai
Bojh in
Rasmon ki
janjeeron ka
Nahi utha sakti inhe
Meri ye kamjor kalayiyan.

Ye mera Kamjor
Antarmann
Nahi seh sakta
Itne chot,
Apne pe
Nahi bardasht
kar sakta ye
logon ki
taulti huyi nigahein,
Jo mehsoos karati hai
Jyon bazaar me
Baithe ho hum…..

Nahi saja sakti
Ye meri peshani
Parampara ke
Naam pe lage
is kale tilak ko
Jo nahi deta
Adhikaar mujhe
bolne ka
Mere hisab se
meri Zindagi jine ka.

HUM AUR TUM: EK SHURUAT

My heart always ponders over the fading essence of the relationship and human bonds of love. Why, people don’t care for each other? Why a small mistake made by our close and near dear makes us loosing all the faith and trust on him/her? Why the same neighbour who sips the cup of tea every day with us becomes the greatest foe that people become thirsty for their blood? Why… Gods never fight among each others but their devotees ?Why only being a Hindu or Muslim makes you eternal enemies? Can there be any place where these differences do not exist? For the great poet Shri Harivansh Rai Bachhan, its was Madhushala(a place where liquor is served),where there is no enmity, no difference……The poet writes:



"कही ना सुन पड़ता, इसने
हा ,छू दी मेरी हाला
कभी न कोई कहता , उसने
जूठा कर डाला प्याला

सभी जाति के लोग यहाँ पर
साथ बैठ कर पीते है
सौ सुधारकों का करती है,
काम अकेली मधुशाला "

The poet says that the root cause of this difference between Hindu and Muslim is the place of worships…. But the same become friend in his Madhushala.

"मुसलमान औ हिन्दू है दो
एक मगर, उनका प्याला
एक मगर,उनका मदिरालय
एक मगर ,उनका प्याला

दोनों रहते एक न जब तक
 मंदिर मस्जिद में जाते
वैर बढ़ाते मंदिर मस्जिद
मेल कराती मधुशाला "



My heart says… why not we also try to eliminate these differences…lets put a step towards it and bring a New World of Love and Tolerance……lets give it a hand……Hum aur Tum

तुम और हम  - एक शुरुआत 

वो चैन, जो आराम था,सुकून था जो साज था 
वो मोहब्बतें , वो दोस्ती,वो सादगी , वो मुंसिफी 
है खो गया,दिल रो गया,बर्बाद गुलिस्तां हो गया
चलो  ढूंढते है साथ चल फिर से आज तुम और हम ...... 


जहां भाई भाई के साथ था,हरदर्द था, हमराज था 
न हिन्दू, न मुस्लमान था, इंसा जहाँ इंसान था 
तहजीब कहाँ वो खो गयी, इंसानियत भी रो गयी 
ढूंढें चेहरों की भीड़ में उस इंसानियत को तुम और हम....... 

जहाँ दिल से दिल को ठौर हो, सब प्यार में सराबोर हो 
लबों पे रहे हमेशा हंसी, भीगे न कोई पलक कभी 
जहाँ प्यार ही बस एक जुबान हो, नफरत का ना नाम हो
चलो ढूंढते है उस कायनात को,आज मिल कर  तुम और हम.........

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