words,alphabets, letters wandering freely in the world of languages,compositions, songs, poetry. Sometime making sense and most of the time needs lot of sense but in the end, it does stops you for a minute to read.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
बच्चा और बचपन
बचपन याद आता है !
कुछ बातें तो ज़ेहन में है पर
कुछ धुंदली यादों का पर्दा भी गहरा मालूम पड़ता है !
माँ बाबा से हमेशा यही पूछा
मैं बचपन में कैसा था ?
घूंटनों के बल चलता था या
दिन भर मिट्टी खाता था ?
बचपन के वो दोस्त ना जाने कहाँ गए
"पक्का दोस्त" , कच्चा दोस्त , तेरा दोस्त , मेरा दोस्त
कहते थे जो एक दूसरे को..
कट्टी कर ना जाने कहाँ रूठ के बैठ गए
गर्मीयों की छुट्टी के वो दिन
ना धूप की फ़िक्र ना चेहरे पे जलन
बस पैरों में चप्पल और जेब में कंचे लिए
निकल पड़ते थे मनचले अरमानों के संग
लट्टू सी थिरकती जिंदगी लिए
माँ बाप के सपनों
और समाज के तानों से बचने
के लिए अपने पैरों पे खड़े हुए
आज खड़े है अपने पैरों पर
भविष्य बनाने की बात करतें है
और जो सुनेहरा अतीत बीत गया
उसे इन शब्दों के जरिये याद करते है !
Saal-dar-Saal – Naya Saal
Kuch naya keh ke
Raddi bech jayega
Halla hoga, jamawada hoga
Aatish baaji mein laxmi phunkingi
Aur kahin…
Bijali ka nanga naach hoga
Halke vajan ki jhooti kasmein hongi
Hoton ki aag se door aur
Awwal darje ki bachkana baatein hongi
Nashe ka talab samandar hoga
Madhosh jazbaaton ki
Kashti mein beh kar
Naye iraadon ka nirmaan hoga
Waqt karwat badlega
Raat, din aur mahino ke baad
Phir wahi din aayega
Kuch naya keh ke
Raddi bech jayega
Thursday, April 8, 2010
सोचता हूँ
कोई विचार गूंज नहीं रहा है
शब्दों की कमी नहीं है; मगर
ज़ेहन धोका दे रहा है
कई दिनों से अपने से लड़ रहा हूँ
अंतरद्वन्द की इस जवाला में जल रहा हूँ
जलते अरमानों से काले हुए हाथों से
कविता की कलम थामने में डर रहा हूँ
विचारों का सागर आज भाप बन के उड़ चला है
अब जाने न जाने कब ये फिर से
बादल बनके मेरी रचना पे बरसे
खिल उठे मेरी कविता की केयारी
और फिर से अरमानों के फूल महके
सोचता हूँ क्या होगा उस दिन
जब कभी विचारों की बगिया मुर्जाने लगेगी
थर थराते हाथों पर कलम का भार लिए
रचना की माला में शब्दों को पिरोहने की
एक नयी चुनोती जगेगी
डरता हूँ ये सोच के की
अकेला कैसे कटेगा हर पल
मेरी कल्पनाएँ भी मेरे साथ न होंगी
सिर्फ पुराने पन्नों बिखरे होंगे
जिन पर मेरी व्यक्तित्व की छाप होगी
You are not the only one
you are not the only one
with such weird feelings and thoughts
explicit imagery of human mankind
thinking what you know you should not
you are not the only one...
who wanders in other world
fantasize about things which are not real
which are not true for your life
for which your mind is still not clear
let me tell you something my friend
it's not just you, there are others few
who have the same delusion
of living in wonderland not realizing and
accepting the truth
so now you know
you are not the only one
Friday, April 2, 2010
White god
Long queue and the crowded chairs
Lots of cry, hue and tears
Whispering mouths and praying hands
Some patiently and impatiently
Silently waiting for their white god to come
It is for their god that they are here
Blank faces, stoned eyes
Curiously staring at each other
And wandering what others might be doing here
Lost in his burden the “white god” is yet come
Time will stop with each other little tiny drops
But no one complains
Leaving everything on their fate
Sitting silently at the corner
And being among one of them
I waited for “him” too
Thinking of what I ll do..
The Long Leaves
Constant nagging and the in vain conclusions
Online, offline and talks on mobile
Same story repeating every time
Asking to free my freedom
Freedom to work late nights
Freedom to watch chicks without losing my sight
Freedom of doing this all day and night
Tall, handsome, muscular
Heavy adjectives and the sense of being a bachelor
The sense of being the “last one”
Among all the college friends
Those who must have become fathers
But finally I ran out of reasons
My folks wanted me to surrender
And for that I was given a solid reason
Reasons I could not deny,
Emotions I had to comply
So mates, here am I
Saying you the final good bye
And with grin on my face
And a smile in my heart
Inviting you all to come little more than thousand miles
Because come what may
I’m ready for my final
“D”- day
Good, Bad and Ugly
As the life took the turn
Events changed for good
Things seems to go well
All well with no hurdle
Months spent like days
And days like hours
The clock on my wall
Ran fast every second seconds
And as the cycle completes
Changes became change
After one things to another
Things came to a halt
From good to bad
Things became worst
Had whatever little left
Watched it getting all lost
Now is the time to see
When things taking a ugly turn
Blackness, irritation, restlessness
Slowly creeping into
Making it a painful fun
Good, bad or ugly
Will have to face all the faces
Even with the choice of running away
I’m forcing myself to make my way
Lost
I'm lost, confused, alone...
There is darkness around me;
The fire has died, my light blown away
By an unwanted breeze...
I am wandering, going around and around
in circles...
I lost my only way…
My heart is sad, it cannot hear any songs.
My mind is tired; it’s full of yawn
the melody is fading...
Residue of my feelings is all remaining
I am wandering, going around and around
in circles...
I lost everything by looking at you
I lost my only way…
I lost my only road
I lost my only hope
I lost of my only mind
I lost my only heart
And you bother about the only savings you had
That’s not fair my sweetheart.
If I Could
People may come people may go
Everything all that I should know
By looking into ur eyes
By looking at ur face
I have always been so amazed
Only if I cud, then I wud
And if I wud, then I shud
Let you know the truth
May be you have heard it all
But u never knew for me what it holds
To make you feel out of this world
Some may call pretty,
Some may call beauty,
Some may call hot
Some may call sexy
Whatever the words
I wud say honestly
Hell with the people
You fit all the adjectives perfectly
Conceived, Born & Grown
Little hands, twinkle eyes
Sweet smile and with naughty frown
Made her presence felt
in this beautiful world.
With nappy on body and
Body rolling on floor
Mama changing the sheets
And milk bottle lying next door
First school day
And the first school dress
First water bottle around the neck
And the very first step to the school bus.
Moved up to the ladder of age
And moved up to the ladder of dreams
Moved up to the college and
Moved up to the new place
Journeyed all these through
With each year of life
Passing by making all the list of dreams “to-do”
On a way celebrating my existence
and thanking all of you
With gifts and cake and surprises at the door
cards and mails and messages on the phone
wishes from past midnight and throughout the day
I wish for a wish to celebrate this,
come what may!!!
HuPpY BuDdAy !!!
Bhawnaon Ki Rajniti
akal se pare
na jaane kitne rishte hai bane
dil, dosti, dushmani
sab mein chupi..
bhawnon ki rajniti
sach aur bharose se alag
zinda putlon ke beech
meethi chooriyon ki dhaar se
vishwas ke khoon mein lipti
bhawnon ki rajniti
dil ki aadhi buji roshni
nazron pe pade jhoot ke saaye aur
zindagi ke khud pe hasnte latifoein ke beech
do muhaein lafjon ke pher mein ghiri
bhawnaon ki rajniti
Ratiya
shitij ki god mein sooraj muhn chupane lage
panchyion ka ghar lautta jhund
shaam ki mehfil mein tanhaayi ka ishaara dene lage
ghar ki khidkiyon pe pade parde
aur band darwazon ke beech bhi
mohaale ke rote kutte ki
..awaaz gunjne lage
sunni galli ke beech khada semha lampost
gehre andhere se darne lage
park mein pade toote jhoolon par
bachpana mann jhulne lage
gup andhere kaale aasman ke ped par
latkte motiyon ke gucche tim tamane lage
aur aadhe aakaar ke chand se lipti
shwet daara ke rang behne lage....tab
aur tab is din aur raat ke
saare farak samaj aane lage
FILMY !
With no idea in my mind
I lived my school life
Not knowing where to go
I wander sitting at the last row
Then came the college
By chance, even before I could know
Even before I could think
Everything happened in a blink
With a blank look on my face
And a blank thought in my mind
When I was about to break
Something happened just at the right time
I bunked the classes and enjoyed
Found my interest and straighten my mind
When everyone was studying textbook
I was reading the famous filmy lines
When everyone was preparing for exams
I was busy watching cinema of my kind
When my folks failed to make me understand
They gave up on me to do what I had in my mind
Now I understood the plot of my career
I decided to script each and every move
Editing my ideas more and more
And directing it to an exciting route
Now the stage is set
And the lights are on
Just need to clap
To start a journey of my own
For once I dream of being far away
For once I dream of being far away
Far from the earth,
Deep into the sea
High on sky way
I think of being lost
Walking on a different road
I take my own lead
Not thinking of the world around me
For once I dream of being far away
From the pool of random thoughts
I direct my imagination
Letting it go in all the way
For once I dream of being far away
Not bounded by the limits of the world
Not guided by every other thoughts
I wish to make the world believe
My only truth is my self-belief
For once I dream of being far away
To break free
From the clutter ideologies
From the sane thoughts
From the fear of being none
From the clichés of the world
I thought of being lost
For once I dream of being far away.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Random thoughts
बेचारे उन तारों का क्या जो दूर जल के भी रोशन है
आखों से इस कदर पानी न बहा की
कहीं अगले विश्व युद्ध की कोई वजह ही न रहे