SERCHING FOR YOU FRIEND...........

Day seemed to be normal… I was happy that will wish my best friend, a person who listens to me… who tells me that “who so ever throws a brick of criticism to you, gather all those brick and make the foundation of your life”…. But suddenly I realized that I all the ways I tired to contact him failed, mails bounced, cell number not in use and address changed………Day passed by… but some where in the depth of my heart I was not feeling good that I cudnt wish my friend on his Birth Day…. It was not a sheer gesture to reciprocate his deeds to make all my days special by his gestures… but it was a real friendly deed to make him feel Happy on his special Day…. But I think that might be he didn’t need that…….. I know, where ever he is, he will always think good for me….. even though I may be rough to him…..He is the Person because of whom my creative abilities been revived, who always motivated me to speak my Heart and Mind and to fight all the odds in my tensed hours…..
I owe a lot to you and your Friendship Dear Friend……….



SEARCHING FOR YOU…………..

I saw a broken star
And hold forth my hands
Asked the Almighty
Where is my friend
Wishes are fulfilled
By the falling star
But wonder can
A broken star
Help a broken heart….

I take a deep breath
And feel the silence around
I can listen to
Those words
I may not be around……….
I may not be around
To make you worried
I may not be around
To let you troubled….

Tears roll down
From my eyes
I gaze at the sky
My heart sighs
Can I again
Hear that voice???

Silence says nothing
But my heart listens
Those word
I may not be around
I may not be around
To bother you all time
To disturb you all time………………

Dear friend I don’t think that being far is the solution to anything…. Face life as it comes… the more you will run away from anything, the more that thing will cahse you………..so FACE THE LIFE………AS ALWAYS YOU TELL ME……….

ये जिन्दगी.................

Life .........that runs in each second and each minute... struggle through all the thick and thins... and yet always dear to everything....You can enjoy it or you can regret it but you can stop living and loving it....every moment turns out to be story in itself... every thing becomes a memory to cherish and a history to memorize.It may be in the darkest of the day but cant leave the hope, it may be fragile in the relations but cant leave the faith, it may be in the worst of condition but can never give up..... it is life that has never learnt the language... Impossible.... it is life that runs like the blood in our veins..... it is life that negates all the myths and goes on... like a river ......its your life its mine life......................

कल से आज तक
और आज से कल तक
हर पल नयी है जिन्दगी
फिर भी क्यो वही
है जिन्दगी….
पर्वत के बिछौने पे
बादलों की चादर सी फैली है
और उसपे हर रोज नए ख्वाब
सजाती है ये जिन्दगी…
वक़्त एक झरने सा बहता
चला जता है..
और उसके साथ आगे
बढती जाती है ये जिन्दगी…
उंचे नीचे रास्तों से गुजरती
चट्टानों से टकराती
अपने राहें बनाती
आगे बढती जाती है ये जिन्दगी….
कभी खामोश से पानी सी ठहरी हुई
कभी तेज नदी सी किनारों
को तोड़ती ये जिन्दगी…
हर लम्हे मे एक
कहानी समेटे हुयेहर कहानी में ज़िन्दगानी समेटे हुए
अनगिनत पन्नो की
किताब है ये जिन्दगी ........
सूरज कि सुरमई
किरणों के साथ
हर लम्हे मे ख्वाब सजाती है
ये जिन्दगी
और कभी उन्ही ख्वाबों
के टूटने का बोझ उठाती
ये जिन्दगी….
अनगिनत निराशाओं में
पलती बढती ये जिन्दगी…
कभी पीछे मुड़ना नही जानती
कभी हार मनाना नही जानती
हर हार मे जीत ढूंढ़ लाती
है ये जिन्दगी.......
हर आंसू में खुशी ढूंढ़
लाती है ये जिन्दगी…॥

वो...

Sometimes it happens that you dont understand the value of any one's existance untill that person is with you. Once you are away you realise the importance.... Life goes on... but somewhere in the depth of your heart you feel that person is near you and you yearn for that company....

But by that time that becomes a memory and just a feeling which you can feel but cant touch..........and WO..... becomes a mirage............

वीरान सी गलियों में
बदहवास सा दौरता मैं
किसी परछाई को .....
पकड़ने कि नाकाम सी
कोशिश करता …
हर मोड़ पर  मुड़ता और
ढूंढता उन कदमो के निशा

जो शायद तेज़ हवा
के साथ ना जाने
कब के मिट गए थे .....

आसमान के तारों मे
ढूंढता  उस चहरे को
और हथेली कि लकीरों मे
उसे जकरने कि

कोशिश करता मैं

महसूस करता उसे
बारिश की हर बूंदों मे

ओस की हर मोती मे
चमकता सा दिखता वो .....

सूरज कि हर किरण मे
देखता उसको  मैं
शाम के दुन्धल्के में
पहचानने कि कोशिश

करता मैं........

वो चेहरा जो पहले आम
सा लगता था
आज क्यो बार बार
मेरी आखों के सामने
घूमता रहता है…

वो चेहरा जो कभी
भी अज़ीज़ नही था मुझे
आज क्यो मुझे मेरी
जिन्दगी सा लगता है…