पहली बार मैंने ............

So many things in life happen for the first time. Most of the times, we are unaware of the happenings and the things around us.But whenever we correlate the things ,then we realise how can we turn a lot of things in life.

Each feeling, we feel is for the first time….. and that is different from what we have felt earlier. The joy that burst out from heart after we see a beautiful flower will always be different each time and the praise of that beauty will differ everytime… very unique….

Life always has so many ups and down. But when we are ready to kick the challenges then we realise how beautiful the life is and then also very minutely we realise each and every aspect of life……..



पहली बार मैंने ……….

जब दिया सपनों को अपने
विश्वास के पंख
तो पहली बार जाना
की नीला आकाश
उतना विस्तृत नही
की मेरे पंख उससे
नाप ना सके ……

और मैंने छुआ
उस आकाश को
पहली बार अपने
इन दो हाथों से ……

पहली बार देखा
की सपनों के रँग
काले और सफ़ेद नही
इन्द्रधनुषी होते हैं ……
.
पहली बार आशाओं
से हक़ीकत
के पंख फूटे
जब पहली बार
हिम्मत कर
उम्मीदों को अपनी
काबिलियत से मिलाया …

अपने जिंदा होने का
मतलब समझ मे आया
जब पहली बार विश्वास
का दामन थाम मैने
अपने जीवन की राहों पे
कदम बढाया …….

देखा पहली बार
उस नीले आकाश के ऊपर
कितने सफ़ेद बदल हैं
और कितनी नीरवता है
जब उड़ान बहुत
उँची होती है ……

तारो से भरे आकाश को
जब अपने दामन में समेटा
तो पहली बार समझा
पाना क्या होता है …….

बारिस की बूंदे जब फिसली
मेरे गालों पे
तो दिल ने पहली बार
महसूस किया
प्यार पाना क्या होता है …..

पहली बार इतनी अच्छी
नींद हुए मयस्सर
पहली बार भूख और प्यास
समझ  मे आया
जब पहली बार मुझे
अपनी मंज़िल के रास्ते
साफ दिखयी दिए ……..
पहली बार जब अपनी
जिजीविषा को
अपने सपनों से मिलाया
तो जाना क्या होता है जीना ……
तय किया पहली बार मैने
की मुझे अपने शर्तो पे जीना है
चाहे इसके लिए कितनी ही
बार मुझे मरना
क्यो ना पडे .........


It depends upon us how we want to lead our life… becoming a second fiddle in life or just being oneself and speaking the one’s mind……और ये decision  हर किसी को पहली बार लेना ही होता है....... 

TU........

Sometimes some word from others becomes an inspiration to write something. I wrote this poem just in that  way only.. it was usual sharing of SMSs with one of my friend who hardly get time... to send messages.. but whenever he sends them its raining of messages... all those shero- shayri stuff... God knows from where he gets all these stuffs . but all of them are unique and meaningful... I was falling short of sending him replies to his messages... so after reading all his messages, I tried to write down something and sent him... and once I gathered all those SMS it became the underwritten one:

हम नादाँ थे समझ ना सके दुश्वरिया तेरी
यु जिद कर बैठे चांद कि गोया कोई खिलौना

हदे मालुम ना थी हमे अपने ख्वाबो के उडान की
जो फैलाये पर तो जंजीरों से जकरी निकली

सोचा था समेट लुंगी सारी खुशिया दामन मे अपने
पर  दामन बड़ी,  और ख़ुशी छोटी निकली.......

जाते थे रास्ते तेरी ओर मंज़िल के सारे
कदम जो मोड़े तो पैरों के नीचे से जमीन निकली

जो चाहा चले जाएँ बहुत दूर तुमसे
पैरों मे तेरी यादों की जंज़ीरें निकली

जुदा करना जो चाहा रूह को सांसो से अपनी
मेरी रूह मे साँसें तेरी धरकती  निकली

दिल के गहराइयों मे तू बसा था शायद
आज आंखों से बह कर जो तेरी तस्वीर निकली .......

TALASH

Life is a never ending saga... With all its ups and down... always finding its way  like a river that falls from the mountain and gets its own way without any fear.... Like that river, we also  try to find ways of our life... trying to figure out our shores... but not lucky enough like that river to find composure in the arms of Ocean....

There comes a time in life, when we are quite undecided about so many things, so many options are before our eyes and yet we are so confused about our choices.We try to find a way, which never hurts us and there lies the dilemma whether we are choosing right or not... Searching for the right way has never been easy....

तलाश 

ढल रही शाम
झुरमुट से अँधेरा झांक रहा
कब फैलेगी कालिमा
चाँद भी रास्ता  ताक रहा...

पेड़ की शाखों पे बसेरा
हर पंछी उस ओर भाग रहा
अलसाई आँखों से मैं
हर रास्ते को हूँ ताक रहा...


इतने बड़े शहर में आ के
अपना  कोना  मैं तलाश रहा
आँखों की नमी में पिघलते
सपनो को मैं चाट रहा....

है रास्ते लाखों सामने मेरे
अपनी मंज़िल मैं  तलाश रहा
जी सकू सीने  की घुटन के साथ
इसलिए कुछ धुवाँ उड़ा रहा...

खुली आँखों से  देखा है
कुछ मंज़र सुनहले से
इसी सोच के सहारे शायद
अब तक जीवन काट रहा...

भागते लोग दीखते हैं
सामने हर पल आँखों के
एक जगह थमे रह कर
जाने कौन  शहर मैं  तलाश रहा....


विचारों के भंवर में
तिनके सा मैं उतरा रहा
है कौन सा मेरा ठौर ना जाने
ना जाने मैं कहा जा रहा....



Its a search for oneself... its a search of my own  mind and soul... its search for the people around us,its search of ME.....

THE WASTE LAND.........................

This world is like Waste Land…. Where you are like a prey and vultures flying above you… eyeing you to catch up… a small mistake and they will snach you from the ground.But I am sure, I will not be victims of circumstances. I wont give up so easily. I can’t be a prey to anyone.

I will fight, might be I will fell down, but again I will gather all my courage to fight back and win. Winning is more important.The hurdles, emotions can’t stop me, can’t let me leave my priority.The determination to achieve my goal is very firm in my mind and that has become some sort of rock in my mind, hard to break very hard and unreplaceable.The more they will suppress me, with more vigour and courage I will bounce back to show the world … that am not a sad heart… have courage to stand for my dreams… to stand for my goals and above all TO STAND FOR MYSELF…..
And I belevie that ALMIGHTY WILL BE ALWAYS BE THERE…


"Failaungi jo haath apne
Tumhare aage jab
Kya bhar doge isse
Meri meri manokamnao
ke moti se…
kya doge itni shakti
soch ko mere
ki pankh laga naap sake
us vistrit nabh kotere…
Kya nmeri abhilashon me
bhar doge wo jeevan
Jo phoot ke khil uthe
sunde phool ban
Kya doge mujhe wo shakti
ki dekh saku koi sapna
aur sahas us sapne ko
yadharth me badalne ki
Agar mai failau haath apne
Tumhare aage to kya
Tum usse thaam ke
Hamesha chaloge mere saath
Jeevan ki har chadhan pe ………"

WHEN I AM WRITING THESE LINES, MY BELEIF IS BECOMING FIRMER THAT I WONT GIVE UP EASILY AND WILL FIGHT AGAINST ALL ODDS....…..

MAUT AUR HUM..........

Night is sprawling its black veil slowly all over the world.People at home with their beloved one .The general chores , dinning, watching television and sleeping. But sleep is miles away from my eyes. Its not that I don’t want to sleep but am unable to sleep despite my constant efforts.I am helplessly trying to concentrate and sleep but my mind is frantically running direction less, thinking and thinking over the things like what we are living for, why we are living for? How much do I held space in anyone’s life as a human being.Is death the answer to what you are in other’s world. Post death shows who we are, what actually we had done, how people around us take us? Trying to cope with the two deaths in one month gap at my work place, am restless.One, a learned and educated person and other a labourer. Both far away from home to make fortune for their family…. Not of that very big fortune but to sooth the struggle of earning Bread and butter.Putting some smile to the wrinkled faced parents and younger brothers and sisters.. Suddenly death snatches them and alas all the struggle comes to an end.First one is lucky enough for to be cremated by his family, though the family is shattered but they are convinced their loved one is no more. But the later is still alive for his Family coz no body knows he is dead. Despite being a Human, had got a dog’s life and ended in the death like wise.For his family member he is still earning until they don’t receive his money order… There is no one behind him who can call his family about this mishap no one to claim his body, no one to weep for him,no one to give him a respectable cremation…. No one… there is No One….

Tears roll down from my eyes. Is this the few coins we are living for and we are being known in someone’s life….. No one cares if you are no more. Life is scheduled as always… My thoughts are running endlessly and aimlessly, my nerves on the verge of breaking down, and my mind is unable to figure out how it is  exactly feeling and what it wants to say or explain.But yes there is something sinking in my heart… beyond expression, beyond limitations of being put in words, something about my existence, about the persons around me, about everyone’s existence…

मौत और हम 

है सच की मौत आएगी एक दिन
 क्यों नहीं ऐसे मिले हम
मुस्कुराते चेहरे से गले  लग के
और कहे की मिलेगा सुकून
तेरी पनाहों में आ कर हमें
क्योकि सराबोर है दिल  प्यार से
अपनों और बेगानों के मेरे    ..... ..

और कहें की भर जायेंगे हम
आँखों में आँसू हमेशा, हर
अपनों और बेगानो की यादों में आ कर।

और कहे की  लम्बा बहुत था रास्ता
मेरी मंज़िल का ऐ मौत
पर थका नहीं मैं कभी भी
चल उन राहों पे अपनों के संग.......

और कहे की कर जायेंगे अँधेरा हम यहाँ
शमा अपनी तेरी पनाहों में जला कर
बस लम्स से मेरे हो जायेगा
तू भी मेरा अपना ऐ मौत
एक बार जो देखेंगे  हम
तेरी नज़रों से अपनी नज़रें मिला के........



I know relations are for convenience outside your home… only some matters of mathematical calculations where everything is only about adding some thing to others life or multiplying … not more than that….And yes now have started missing my Family… their unconditional love…. Their happiness in my happiness….My eyes are slowly closing down, the faces of those people are being vague… and slowly am seeing myself running at the terrace of my home, playing with the kids and my parents very happy looking at my laughing face……

Market is full of Red roses, huggable teddies… lots of love sings all around… what this season is? Have heard of Spring that identifies with blooming of beautiful flowers all around, bird chirping, melody surrounding us…. Or the harsh summer with buring rays….
But here…..

“Love is in the Air
Sweeping you off your feet
Hugs, kisses ,roses
N your love around thee
Lets the time flow endlessly
Let all the dream come true
Let ur arms opened
And embrace all these……..”


Ohh.. someone told me its season of love… I was confused a bit… do we need any particular seaon to show our love to some one… and the rest of the year.. be a love less person.. do love needs any reason, any season? No … I feel each day we feel this joy by loving someone…….each day we exhibit our love, we shower our love and we receive love….

But… why am I writing this line for a specific day????Might be it’s the charm and magic of the day that is propelling me to do so…and I am flowing with this river of love…

Love is in the Air

Will take your hands in mine
Looking in your eyes
Will ask you over and again
Will you be mine?
Can this moment standstill
For the ages to come
Can I let myself lost in world
surrounded by your arms
We flow together endlessly
Gazing in each others eyes
You whisper something in my ears
And I burst in laughter rare..
Your eyes inviting in love
Me turning red with blush…
Can I ask you for a moment
That lasts forever……

Hmmmm… so what are u all thinking…. Have I fallen in Love…. Nahhhhh ye bhi koi cheez hai jiske liye koi gire…… Nahi na… So stop thinking about all these rather think about your beloved…… Right….

TERE VAASTE......

Its difficult sometimes to make your friend understand and believe in their dream.It takes a lot of things to convey them that they are not alone in their quest for success, we are always with them, trying our little best to make their journey comfortable. Let them understand that we will never let them fall and even if they do say, we are standing beside them with our arms open to support them.The colour of their dreams matches with our own and together we can paint the sky with Rainbows...


तेरे वास्ते 


उगते सूरज से कुछ किरणे चुरा लाया  हूँ 
गुजरते हुए शाम के कुछ पल चुरा लाया  हूँ
 देख तेरे वास्ते मैं ये पल सजा लाया  हूँ 

बहुत बोझिल गुजरी थी रात कल की 
उगते सूरज से कुछ किरणे चुरा लाया  हूँ.... 

मत दर की सपने पुरे नहीं होंगे तेरे
टूटते तारों से कुछ दुआ मांग लाया हूँ

रात काफी थी काली,अंधेरों से भरी
देख तेरे वास्ते चंद सितारे बिखेर आया हूँ....

कहते है लोग कोई मुक़म्मल जहाँ नहीं होता
तेरे लिए मैं सारी कायनात ले के आया हूँ.. 

सिमटे हुए परों को अपने खोलना सीख ले 
मैं तेरे लिए सारा खुला आसमा ले के आया हूँ..... 

Copyright (c) Kiran, All rights reserved.

YE LAMHEIN................

YE LAMHEIN……..

Ye lamhein, aur in lamhon
Se judi zindgi……
Pyar ke, intzaar ke
Bebasi aur takraar ke
Ye lamhein, jinse
Banti hai ye zindgi…….

Beet jayein to yadein
Chalti rahi to Saansein
Aanewale hasin palon ki
Aas dilateye lamhein
Jinse bhari hai ye zindgi……..

Simti jo hatheli me
To Bani “Mai”…….
Aur bikhri to kaynat ban gayi
Har saans me,
Har dharkan mein
Chalte ye lamhein
Jinse sawarti hai ye Zindgi…….


copyright (c)2007 kiran All rights reserved

WAJAH……….

वजह 

हम मुक्कमल जहाँ ढूंढते हैं 
अपनी जमीन अपना आसमा ढूंढते हैं 
आसमान के सितारों में अपने निशाँ  ढूंढते हैं 
जो राहें खो गयी है कहीं 
हथेली की लकीरों में उनका पता  ढूंढते हैं 

बहुत उलझी है राहें ज़िंदगी की मेरी 
पहेली के किताबों में जवाब ढूंढते हैं 
हज़ार राहों में कुछ इस तरह मुड़े हैं 
हर राह से अपने घर का पता पूछते हैं 

निभाए हर रिश्ते हर वाडे सबसे 
फिर भी अपनों के रूठने की वजह ढूंढते हैं 
दर्द के आंसू को खुशी की बता के 
क्यों हर बार हसने की वजह ढूंढते हैं 

देख लिए हज़ारों रंग इस ज़माने के 
फिर भी जाने कौन स खला ढूंढते है 
खोये हैं कुछ इस तरह अपने ही मकान  में हम 
की हर बात में जीने की वजह ढूंढते है 

UNTITLED.....

So… what makes you achieve your dreams… It happen a lot many time that when we start the things they seem like a mountain… Heart asks… whetherI will be able to climb or not…there are a lot many hesitations that inhibits you to take decisions… but those who don’t care of all those hurdle… taste the LIFE…. Taste the Success….

People may laugh off your dreams, your  ambitions... but I know... how close they are to my heart... and i believe that they will come true... turn in reality...

Kuch boonde yu giri aankhon se
Ki har shay pighalti si lagi
Mere dil me gumarte toofa se
Har chij badalti si lagi….

Yu laga tha mushkil hai raasta meri Manzil ka
Per chale jab to namumkin aasa si lagi
Thi dushwariyan bhi kuch kum nahi
Per mere junoon ke aage wo nagawar si lagi…….

Kehte hai log bade ajeeb hai rang sapno ke mere
Phir bhi har rang mujhe badi azeez si lagi
Jo saath chale the kahi door reh gaye
Phir bhi mere saath puri kaynaat si chali….


Socha tha dil me chhune ko aasman jab
Zami se aasma ki duri azeem si lagi
Per uthaye haath jo hauslon se bhare
Chamakte taaron se bhari raat bhi kareeb si lagi…..
So never give up… Listen to Your Heart… Make effort and see how u get things done in your LIFE… Do it to Believe it… M I right….(Its untitled as m unable to find any suitable name for this poem….)

SANTUSTI………

Have you ever thought what is the root cause of happiness… why there is so much of dissatisfaction even after getting the whole world at ours dispose… why we are not happy even after getting the things we want… one wish completed and chase for the another starts… The key to live happily I feel is being contented… Sometimes people say that being contended stops your growth and one becomes stagnant… but I feel that being contened lets you enjoy your life in a better manner… and only after being Mentally Happy one can achieve the other goals in life….

SANTUSTI………

Kis trishna ke aage pichhe
Tu bhag raha hai aye Manav
Is chhan bhangur sansar me
Kyo kho gaya tu aye manav

Aaya tu is sansar me jis pal
Kyo bhool gaya ki hai jana
Jama kiya jo dhan jan parijan
Kyo bhool gaya sab hai khona

Kyo khone ka dukh haavi hai
Tere pane ke such ke upar
Kyo pane ka aand nahi
Pa ke bhi ye jug sara

Hai paas tere samander sara
Phir bhi tu pyasa kyo hai.
Pa ke bhi sansar sara muthi me
Aur pane ki abhilasha kyo hai

Ye sansar to kshan bhangur hai
Mitti ka hai tu pyala
Aaj gadha kal toot jayega
Yu kaal ki hai prabal jwala

Jo jeena hai santust ho jile
Jeevan ka aanad utha
Na jaane kab Yum aa jayega
Aur tu ho jayega Jaanewala….

Living Life as there is no tomorrow helps one better understand the Life and lets one live in a satisfied and moral way…

YE WAQT- KAL AUR AAJ.....

So coming out of exile… of almost one and half month… quite a long gap… but ya.. quite busy as well.. So busy that even didn’t get the time to pen down my thought… they wre coming in my mind,…. A spontaneous reaction to the happenings… but somehow stuck in my mind only… unable to explain…

So many things written on thepiece of papers that I got… lost most of them… I found one today while checking my papers… written way back… adjactly cant remember when… but ya its sure that I was trying to correlate the childhood days with the present one…


“ Ek waqt tha jab
Waqt pankh laga ke udta tha
Nani ki kahaniya
Pyari lagti thi
Wo haste chehrein
Aankhon mein chamkte jugnoo
Unchuwa, ankaha sa
Bebaak bholapan
Jab tapakta tha chehre se……
Bachpane ka wo daur
Jaha sapno ke pichhe nai
Un rang birangi titliyon ke
Pichhe bhagte the hum
Bina kisi ranjish
Bina kissi gum ke……

Aur ek ye waqt hai pahar sa
Jo jitna bhi gujar jaye
Hathon mein baki hi rehta hai
Ayyari ki chamak Aankhon mein
Chehron ke piche chehre chipaye log
Betuke se sapno ke pichhe
Badhawas se bhagte log
Jo bhool jate hain ki
Unke sapno ke rang kaun the…
Ye daur jaha masumiyat
Pash pash ho jati hai
Khudgarji se takra ke
Ye daur Jaha sab kuch pa ke bhi
Zindgi thahar si jati hai
Jahan sapne itne bade hai ki
Logon ke wazood unmein
Kho se jate hai……”

KOI.........

My poems are my feeling towards what happening around me...

many of my fren take it wrongly and ask me am i alright...Hey dost

am ok but the person around me... they give me reason to write... so

much is happeing in their life... i pray... everything wid them to be

alright....










KOI……….


जाते जाते यू देख गया कोई
एक खला सी सीने में दे गया कोई
हमने अश्क़ों का समंदर बना दिया
पैर दूर साहिल पे खड़ा रह गया कोई

ये इंतहा थी बर्दाश्त करने की मेरी
जाते जाते ऐसी बात कह गया कोई
खाली माकन हो गया दिल मेरा
रूह अपने साथ ले गया कोई   ....

सजाये थे अरमान जिसके लिए
बेरहम हाथों से कुचल गया कोई
तिनका तिनका मेरी ख्वाबो का उड़ा के
तेज़ हवा के झोंको सा गुजर गया कोई...

पिरोता है मोती अपनी ख़ुशी के
फिर से अब ये दिल
क्या हुआ बिखेर के चला गया नादाँ कोई  ........

DO ANJAANE...

" मेरे वज़ूद से बेखबर है वो ऐसे "
मैं धूपघड़ी और वो रात का चाँद है "

दो अनजाने 

एक दुनिया दो अंजानो की
दूर तक फैला वो नीला आकाश
और उस अंतहीन नभ से जुड़े हम
बेखबर एक दूसरे से
एक दूसरे के अस्तित्वा से

आकाश में घूमते वो नीले बादल
क्या तुह्मरे यहाँ भी
उतने हसीन दीखते हैं
 जीतने चमकते मेरे यहाँ  .....
नीले आकाश में तैरते
वो सफ़ेद से बादल
क्या तुम्हे भी समंदर में
तैरते बर्फ का आभास देते हैं
जैसे की मुझे  .....
तारों से भरी झिलमिलाती रात
वो अनगिनत चमकते जुगनू
वो सफ़ेद सा पूरा चाँद
क्या तुम्हरी भी अटारी पे
दूधिया रौशनी बिखेरता है
जैसे की मेरे  ....

चमकते तारों को एकटक निहारना
दिल में ये अहसास की
कही इसी आकाश के नीचे
तुम भी तो वही तारा
नहीं ढूंढ रहे
जिस तारे की मुझे तलाश है   ....

वो मद्धम सी चलती हवा
यू छू कर निकलती है मुझे
 क्या मेरी तरह तुम्हे भी
मेरी याद दिला जाती है ?
बारिस की वो हलकी फुहार
जो सराबोर कर देती है मुझे
क्या वो बुँदे तुम्हे भी
मेरी खनकती आवाज़ सुना  जाती  हैं  ....


अकेले बैठे, खुद  ही से बातें करते
सन्नाटों और तन्हाई से घिरे
तुम्हारी वो भोली सी मुस्कान
ज्यों मेरे चेहरे पे
बिजली सी कौंध जाती है
क्या मेरी वही खामोश चमकती आँखें
कभी मेरी याद तुम्हे दिला जाती है?


तुम्हारे खामोश सी आँखों के
हर अफ़साने पढ़ लेती मेरी आँखें
क्या तुम्हे भी मेरे अक्स
तुम्हारी आँखों में  दिखा जाते हैं

क्या तुम्हे भी एहसास होता है
कभी मेरे वज़ूद , मेरे अस्तित्वा का
इस फैले आकाश के किसी छोर पे
जैसा मुझे हमेशा होता है।

AANSU....

When there is something inside you, a suffocation, not being able to speak your mind, unable to react to the situation, then its only your Tears that help you gushing out all your weariness, all suffocation,all your inabilities... A silent protest to all that your heart doesnot want to follow... tears that give repose to the waves of weariness in your Heart...










AANSHU….

Palkon se dhali
Hatheli pe ruki
Ye aansu nahi
Gum ke angare hain.
Phoot phoot jo
Bahe aankhon se
Dil ke jwalamukhi ka
Ye lava hai
Ye aansu nahi
Gum ka angara hai...
Dard jo quid na
Ho paye jehan mein
Aakhon se pighal kar
Beh chale
Ye ashq nahi mehaz
Is dard-e-dil ki dawa hai
Ye aansu gum ka angara
Dil ki jwalamuki ka lava hai....
Aankhon mein chamakti
Dard ki ye boonde
Thahri jo khilte labon pe
Gum ka ye noor
Zamane ke liye
Khushi ka chalawa hai….
Aankhon se nikle
Ye aansu
Mahaz nami nahi
Ghutan se bhare
Is mahaul mein
Fakhat jeene ka
ye sahara hai…

Ye aansu har

Dard ki dawa hai

Ye aansu har

dard ki dawa hai...

YE MANN........

So its the Mind that creats everything for you, the Happiness, the sorrow, ambitions and any thing everything... It makes you to see the dream, and assures you that you can achieve them but the same mind haunts when one fails.... A very complicated one ... may be m unable to explain... Sometimes living in illusion,trying to find something ....

YE MANN

Koi aahat nahi
Na koi sada
Phir bhi na jaane kyo
Ye mann….
Ye mann
kise dhoondhta hai
Badhawas sa
Galiyon mein phirta hai
Na jane kiss chehre ki
Shikan dhoondhta hai.

J.ehan ki galiyon mein
Bhatkata akela
Kaun si parchhayi
Kaun sa bharam
dhoondhta hai
Ye mann ,
Gum ke aansu ko
Khushi ke samajh
Kyo apni
Aastine bhigota hai.

Dil ki galiyon se
Nikla har khawab
Zamane se ru-ba-ru ho
Bikhrata hai
Kyo uthti hai
Nazar iski us
makan ki or
Jisme ab kewal
Kh.ala basar karta hai.

Pash-pash hai
Har khawab
Phir bhi kyo
Khuli aankhon se
Ye sapne sanjota hai.
Palkon pe ashqon ke
Motiyan Pirota
Ye mann…..
Kyo har baar
Khud ko khud hi se
Chhalta hai….

AAZADI.......

Independence Day…….. a word carrying whole world in it… a word that’s gives you the right to live as you want… a word that frees you from all the clitches…..that’s all Indepence means… Giving you wing to measure the high sky, giving you courage to speak your mind.... Yes its Independence…

For me it has always been a day to celebrate the fresh air of liberty and freedom. A day that reminds me that whether I had opened my eyes in emancipation, but there was a day when we all were slaves of British.Each patriotic song shivers me to the core of my heart makes me feel proud that my country is free and on its own i can take breath thas mine and not some one else… but a second thought comes that how much we care for this Freedom and value our liberty? May be we havn’t seen the pain of slavery so we can’t realise the value of it… but its very necessary to realise it before its too late and we are forced to experience the first hand taste of slavery……

HIMALA------

Ha ha himala ne pukara
Aaj tumhe phir lalkara
Ban gayi hai malay bayar
Aaj kranti ka harkara

Deta hai phir chnauti himala
Kaun bane uska rakhwala
Kaun karega phir se aaj
Desh ke har dushman ka naash.

Na rahe desh mein Bhagat Subhash
Na raha jan jan mein wo pyar
Kaun karega aaj nyochhawar pran
Kaun karega Matribhoomi ka paritran.

Kya uthenge phir se sahastra pran
Bachane Matribhoomi ki aan
Ha hai tumhe phir chunauti aaj
Suno desh ka jansamaj

Jo hai tumhe desh se pyar
To uthao aaj phir talwar
Kar do nafrat,atankwadrupi
Har ek shatru ka samhar

Jo ho tum sachhe sapoot
Kar lo ye chunauti swikaar
Kar do Himala ka phir se
Pehle ki tarah tum unnat bhal…



EK PRAYASS……

Aao ab to haat badhao
Na socho kya hua?
Kyo hazaron ghar lute
Kyo masjid- shiwala toote?
Na socho jo kal tha
Socho aaj kya hai
Aur kal kaisa banana hai.
Socho kya kimat chukai
Hamne aazadi pane ko.
Kyo dar rahe ho
Desh ki khatir
Mar jane ko mit jaane ko.
Na jaroorat hai talwar ki
Na bandook aur na bhal ki
Bus pyra mohabbat,
Bhaichara badaho
Desh ki aan bachane ko.



"JO BHARA NAHI BHAWON SE
BEHTI JISMEIN RASDHAR NAHI
WO HRIDAY NAHI PATHHAR HAI
JISMEIN SWADESH KA PYAR NAHI……."

LONG LIVE.........MY COUNTRY…… LONG LIVE INDIA………

INSAAN.....KE BAARE MEIN

Sometimes.. it happens that you dont find words to describe your feeling and the circumsatnces... you ponder what to write and how to write about them.. Change is Law of Nature... but its hard to accept the changes in Human and their behaviour... Human being perhaps the most complicated thing on earth... was reading a poem and stopped by the lines:

" Jaanwar gar bolna sikh jaye

To sabse pehle kahega

Bhagwan mujhe insaan mat banana...."

So thats the Human Being......and today pondering over this... my pen stopped so many times... what to write?

INSAAN KE BAARE MEIN........?

Shabdheen hai aaj meri kalam
Sochti hu, Kya likhu,
Kisske bare mein liku
Insaano ke jungle mein
Kiss insaan ke bare mein likhu.
Parat dar parat
Chadhe hue mukhaute
Cheron pe,
Har waqt rang badalte
Insaan ke bare mein likhu?
Zindagi ki bisaat
Par bichhe rishton ki
Shatranj ka khel liku
Ya likhu rishton ke
vyapar ki kahani,
Kuch jaani, kuch anjaani.
Kaise shabdon mein dhalu
Libaas ki tarah
Badalte insaan ke bare mein
Gum ke khilone bechte
Aankhon mein nami dete
Insaan ke bare mein.
Nishabd hai kalam meri
Kori hai kalpanayein
Sochti hu kya likhu
Insano ke bare mein
Waqt ke saath badalte
Imaan ke bare mein……

BUT STILL MY HERAT SAYS... EVERY THING HAS TWO SIDE SO KEEP FAITH AND BELEIVE THAT THE BEST IS YET TO COME OUT......

DOST..........

So Friendship day is here again…for many it can be only a day that is the result of Globalization and only the Marketing Gimmick. But still it gives us a day to make our friends special and to think about them. A day to rejoice the Bonding that is placed above the blood relationships….

Three cheers to those who are having the bestest of the friends in their life and best of Luck to those who don’t have, so that they can get a Life Long cherishing relationship named… Friendship….HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY….

Main Chala Hu Aaj Phir……

Its not necessary that you can find a preface for your poem

every time. This poem I have written way back when I was

studying. So I am really unable to recall the reason for writing

such poem. But ya… may be I was tensed on something… and

this poem took its shape out of my lassitude. But ya one thing I

would admit that many a time this poem truly reflects the

never ending journey of Life.

Main Chala Hu Aaj Phir……

Waqt ke thapere jahan
Har khawab baha le jate hai
Ret ke us shaher mein phir
Ek makan banane chala hu.

Har tinke mere khawabon ki
Jahan hawa uda le jati hai
Phir ussi shaher mein aaj
Aashiya banane chala hu.

Har baar tootne bikharne ke
Dard se taar taar hue
In do aankhon mein ,phir aaj
Zindgi ke khawab sajane chala hu.

Pal bhar mein jahan sapne
Afsaane ban jate hai
Pal bhar mein jahan apne
Begane ban jate hai
Pathhron ke us shahar mein
Phir apna sar takrane chala hu.

Jahan mil nahi sakti thori si wafa
Aaj phir waha wafa nibhane chala hu,
Ret ke is shahar mein aaj phir
Ek makan main banane chala hu.

Its your Will that knows about the adversities and still it is ready to go ahead. And I think that makes us face the challenges of Life and outdo them.