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Some one rightly said “ We have no choice choosing our relatives but to choose our friends.’
But I feel that we never choose our friend but destiny takes us to them .....We meet so many people, we talk to so many persons....... we have so many friends in our list but when we sit down and start thinking about who can I recall when I am in need only a name or two falshes in our mind and yes….. that person is truly our friend. We can get so many people around us all the time, but we can get a very few one to open up our heart and speak up our mind. A person with whom we never feel ashamed of being laughed by telling any trivial things that can only be our friend.

Right now am really missing my friend Reena, who shifted from Gurgaon.It was never like we met every day, we talked every day, but deep in heart and mind one thing was always there that I can sit with her any time whenever I needed her.I can talk any shit with her without having fear that what she will feel about me, coz I have strong belief that she will always find good things in my bull shit talks also and will never be prejudiced with my talks or ideas.Talking to her always gives a kind of peace to my mind and I know she is just a phone call away from me but some where I miss her presence, that feeling that I can reach her any time I want. I know life moves on and so does we people and her move is for her best but still…………..

जब करीब था तेरे
कभी एहसास न था
तू कभी दूर भी
चला जायेगा ऐ दोस्त
गर होता पता ऐसा होगा कभी
हर लम्हे तेरे साथ के
हज़ार बार जीता ऐ दोस्त

जीता हज़ार बार
तेरे साथ  की वो हंसी
जीता हज़ार बार
तेरे साथ उठाये सारे  गम
जो पता होता ऐ दोस्त
की तू चला जायेगा
जीता हज़ार बार वो
बारिस से भीगे सारे पल

नहीं रखना तेरी याद उस
सूखे फूल की तरह
जो याद तो दिलाएगी तेरी
पर तेरे पास होने का
एहसास नहीं लाएगी

बस रखूँगा  हर लम्हा
दिल में समेट कर और
जिऊंगा उनमें ही ये सोच
की तू दूर नहीं मुझसे
यही कही आसपास है ऐ दोस्त
निकलेगा जब भी आखों से
आंसू का कतरा कोई
उसमे तेरी परछाई
नज़र आ जाएगी ऐ दोस्त
तेरी याद हर पल आ जाएगी ऐ दोस्त



MISS U DOST

JUNG... ZINDAGI KI.......

JUNG………

A very famous quote says that Pen is mightier than sword…. It can turn the World upside down…. Your feeling can be expressed well with the help of this Pen… I am also trying to fight out the odds with the help of this only. Honesty and Hard wok in corporate world is one thing that cannot be borne by any one. Have heard that and was considering myself luckiest enough to be aloof of all these things… but alas how come some experience person’s word can be intact… How come his experience can be wrong….Considering myself now, I feel its very much Relevant….

Those who are scared of their capabilities play dirty games….timid enough to face the competition , finding out ways to harass people. Its been said always in our Puranas and Holy books that for King every one is equal…. He does justice… But what if a person at the post of such Power does injustice… Our Holy books say he is no more a person to be reverend… he just becomes a common man at that moment only when he just thinks of just a bit of injustice… people who pretends to be your best friend at face turn out to their ugliest of form… and give you a lesion that Trust a Dog rather than trusting these kind of people who have sweet tongue before you that barge poison at the back…

I have been trying from a very long time to live with this… but suddenly at 1.30 am of night I realized that why shall I keep my feeling in myself and just kill myself day by day….God has given me the strength of Pen that is mightier than anything… I can write down my feelings very well and can get rid of this tension housed deep in the depth of my Heart…

          मेरी कलम अमानत है मेरे लोगों की 

          मेरी कलम तो अदालत है मेरे ज़मीर की 

         इसलिए जो लिखा तपाके -जां से लिखा 

        तभी तो लोच कमान का, जबान तीर की है 

        मै कट गिरु की सलामत रहू , यकीं है मुझे

       की ये हिसारे सितम कोई तो गिराएगा 

       तमाम उम्र की इजा नसीबियो की कसम 

       मेरी कलम का सफर रायगा न जायेगा ( अहमद फ़राज़ )

(हिसारे -सितम - दुःख की सीमा , इजा - पीड़ा, रायगा - व्यर्थ )

Just thinking of whole those days when I tried to keep silent, just at this odd hour of 1.30 am, my Heart and mind decidDe, that my Pen will speak about my feelings now…I am not scared of anyone because I have faith in myself, I Have Faith In My Karmas, and above all I have Faith in GOD, Almighty. My commitment has become more stronger and my heart says… I WILL NEVER NEVER GIVE UP SO EASILY … I WILL FIGHT BACK AND SHOW THEM THAT JUST SOME CLOUDS OF EVIL AND LIE CANNOT HIDE SUN OF THURTH …. NAHHH IT CANNOT HIDE KIRAN………

जो काटोगे पंख मेरे 

ऊँची उड़ान से रोकने को 

तो ये जान लो मुझे 

जमी पे चलना भी आता है  

दूर कर दो जितनी चाहो 

मंज़िल  को मेरे तुम 

इन कदमो पे चल 

मंज़िल छूना मुझे आता है 

जो खींची कभी जमीन 

मेरे पैरों के तले से 

तो  हौसलों के पंखों से

 उड़ना मुझे आता है 

उगाओगे कांटे राहों पे 

मेरे लिए तुम कही भी 

उन राहों पे अपनी हिम्मत से 

फूल खिलाना मुझे आता है 

है दिल में सच्चाई मेरे 

जूनून मंज़िल पाने का 

तेरे किये हर वार से 

लड़ना मुझे आता है 

मेरे सही तरबीयत को 

कमजोरी ना समझना कभी 

मौका पड़ने पे हदें 

तोडना आता है मुझे

जो इन्साफ की खा कसम 

करेगा नाइंसाफी तू 

तो ये जान ले इन्साफ 

के लिए लड़ना मुझे आता है 

जो चुप है जुबां मेरी तो 

न समझ डर है दिल में 

अपनी ख़ामोशी से 

हर जंग जीतना मुझे आता है .... 

I have decided from now onwards my Pen will speak only…its not the fight of equals but sometimes you need to answer back … otherwise you may considered coward…and I am not… My limits have crossed and my blog is now a Rant Machine to answer all……

LIFE IS SO BEAUTIFUL........

Life is moving in fast lane... Racing has just become the flavour of the season and again Race begins to chase the sweetest of the dreams.....Can't imagine that a sudden turn in life can change you so much... all the pain, all the sufferings, all worries become secondary with just a thought of some one... never imagined that Life will take a U Turn and I will find myself amidst of so much of Happiness... People say Life gives you back what it has taken from you... but am amazed that how can it return me back loads of Happiness with the pains and tears it has taken from me... so many sleepless nights and after that you get the bestest of your sleep with the fanciful and coloured dreams .... thats why It is called life... Expect the Unexpected.....

I was walking alone

Both my hands empty

Heart filled with fear

Never realised that

It will end at you

And your hands will

hold me through

all the journeys onwards.....

Never thought that

tears will roll down

not out of sorrow

but coz of eternal joy

that my heart feels

when you are beside me.......

The roads that seemed

unknown and strange,

will become so lovable

that i feel it never ends

when i am holding your hands.......

Never imagined that

just a glance of yours

will make my life merrier

just a thought of yours

will make my smile broader.....

Never felt that

Life can be so nicer

to me, by bestowing your

as the blessing of God...

Life imagined that

Life will get all

the meaning with you........

Just few lines cant express what you are going through... but really Life has become so beautiful with just one good happening.....

NAV VARSH- NAV PRABHAT

Just looked at the calender and almost screamed... My Gowd its 4th of Feb, one whole month of this New Year gone by and 2nd month also running in full speed to fed away....Month of Resolution went away and Month of Commitments binging on.... hmm so what about the lines I wrote for the New Year.... just stuck up in work and forgot my feelings and my reactions for the surrounding... I feel some thing has lost from myself.... that urgency to gush out my feelings, that eagerness to react to the happenings around me.... Just its me , a mechanical one, doing only the job and forgot myself.... forgot what I want... forgot how I feel......

Any ways Its always a new year, when you start something... so here goes my first poem for This Year...............

कुछ पत्ते यूँ गिरे शाखों से
फिर जाने कहा मिले
कुछ दूर हवा के झोकों से
पर्वत के पार गिरे
कुछ बहे संग नदियों के
कुछ सागर में  मिले....

सदी की तारीख से यु ही
ये वर्ष भी चला गया
जाने किसी कोने  में
अतीत बन समा गया 

पर  खोएगा नहीं ये
उन पत्तों की तरह
बस जायेगा जेहन में
मीठी यादें बन कर
जियेगा हमारी यादों में
एक कहानी बन कर...

कहानी कुछ उत्थान  पतन की
गाथाएं मिलन विछोह की
सुखद स्मृति बन रह जायेगा
ये जेहन में बस जायेगा....

आया है अब फिर नव प्रभात
खुशियाँ   फिर  नयी लाया है
पूर्व वर्ष की कमियों को
ये वर्ष पूरा कर जायेगा
हर सफलता फिर दोहराएगा...

हर्षित होंगे मुखड़े सारे
धूमिल होंगे दुखड़े सारे
कुछ सतरंगी किरणों सा
ये सपना नया सजायेगा
मन पुलकित कर जाएगा

उल्लास और मिलान का ये
एक राग नया सुनाएगा
ये नव वर्ष कुछ यु आएगा
खुशियों की कहानी दोहराएगा।

Hope is one lives  on  and it lets you understand that good things will happen, hurdles will never take a toll on you... and over all we shall all be happy... lets all hope this year comes as a great year of Happiness......

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…

मुक्कमल जहाँ

We have been made in such a way that we hardly accept failures in our life, we become so desperate and helpless and sometimes lose faith in God....



मुक्कमॉल जहाँ ……..
बहुत रोया मैं आज कि,
आंखों से बदल बरस पडे
मेरे गम कि तपती आंच से
पथ्हर बी पिघल पडे ……….

इंतहा हो चुकी है
बर्दाश्त करने की मेरी
दिल मे भरा गुबार
आखों से निकल पड़ा ………


यू नही कि नाकामिया
बर्दाश्त नही होती
पर हर बार जो हारे तो
ये दिल रो पड़ा ……………

खवाबो के टूटने का
कुछ यू सिलसिला चला
दिल घुट के बस
आज आंखों से बह चला ………….

होती नही हैं चाहते
मुक्कमल सभी कि
इस अधूरेपन से मेरा
दिल आज रो पड़ा …….

सोचा था दुआओ मे
कुछ असर होगा मेरी
पर देख के अपने
दर पे मुझे
खुदा भी छुप चला ..........


Nothing is Perfect, we say so many times, but forget quite often.We just  run behind those invisible perfection and success and get engrossed in them so much that, we sometimes forget to behold and enjoy what we are left with... We may be stuck with failures, but beauty is to get out of it rather than instilling those failures in our veins and cribbing..

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……”