ye baat uss samay ki hai
jab tum aur mai hum hua karte thhe
thahaakon ke shor mei ghumshudaa
mann mei malaal kam hua karte thhe
meri hathon ki lakeeron se vaaquif thhe tum
maathe ki shikann se bhi anjaan na thhe
sharaarat zarur karte thhe hum
par yakeen tha beimaan na thhe
yaad hai? shaam ko uss roz
mitti ke nanhe nanhe ghade banae thhe
sindoori mitti ke geele haathon se
mere maathe pe tumne chaand sajae thhe
mitti kya sukhi mera chaand tukdon mei
bikhar ke gir aaya dhul se
qatra qatra mil gaya zameen mei
khaer choro itni si baat pe karne se gaur kya hoga?
yun mitti ke chaand banaaoge aasman mei toh aur kya hoga?
Friday, April 12, 2013
ek samay ki baat hai
Monday, April 8, 2013
Haina?
sukoon se junoon sa bante ja rahe ho
meri raghon ka khoon sa bante ja rahe ho
pankha toofaan se tez sunaai padta hai
baazu pe naakhun ka aadha chaand dikhai padta hai
kabhi kabhi toh mann hota hai yun
ki tut hie jaaun haalaat ke aagey ab
mere katre seehne aane pe majbur tum
aaoge meetha marhamm liye jab
tab dono milke khuda ko khoob kosenge
phir taaron ke neeche baithe ghaas pe
haathon ki tirchi lakeerein nochenge
aur phir hass deti hu iss hie aas pe
ki khuda bhi thoda toh imaan rakhta hoga
lete lete hamaara imtehaan ab toh
vo bhi aakhein malta thakta hoga
koi toh datesheet nikaali hogi jo
bass khatm hone ko aati hogi na
har roz ki taraah kal bhi phir se
vahi aakhri vaala exam doge na
aur jab lagaaogi sirhaana sirr se
...ussey mera kaandha samjhoge na?
meri raghon ka khoon sa bante ja rahe ho
pankha toofaan se tez sunaai padta hai
baazu pe naakhun ka aadha chaand dikhai padta hai
kabhi kabhi toh mann hota hai yun
ki tut hie jaaun haalaat ke aagey ab
mere katre seehne aane pe majbur tum
aaoge meetha marhamm liye jab
tab dono milke khuda ko khoob kosenge
phir taaron ke neeche baithe ghaas pe
haathon ki tirchi lakeerein nochenge
aur phir hass deti hu iss hie aas pe
ki khuda bhi thoda toh imaan rakhta hoga
lete lete hamaara imtehaan ab toh
vo bhi aakhein malta thakta hoga
koi toh datesheet nikaali hogi jo
bass khatm hone ko aati hogi na
har roz ki taraah kal bhi phir se
vahi aakhri vaala exam doge na
aur jab lagaaogi sirhaana sirr se
...ussey mera kaandha samjhoge na?
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Meri tarha
dono ki yahi uljhan hai
ki unko bhi toh gila hai
meri tarha
rashk-o-ranj ka jo sama hai
unko bhi toh mila hai
meri tarha
dono ki baatein kahin
zehen mei hie dafn reh gayi
jaane kis giley ke maare
larzaan hai lafz kahin
hothon ke kono mei
kabhi Faiz ki yaad mei
bitayi shabon ki aanch se
phir dhuaan uthta hai yun
maano bujhte koele ko
phir havaa ne sehlaya ho
phir barf ki chaadar dikhai padti hai
vo jo pighalte nahi banti
nakhun se kharonche annmane
nishaan dikhai padte hain bass
angeethi ki bujhti kokh se ujle hue
kyu na isi nazm ke bahaane chalo
bhul jaae dhundle se giley saare
aaj phir puraani dilli ke paas kharchi
chai ki piyaali yaad karte hain
jiski mithas aaj bhi zuban pe
tumhari bhi utar aati hai
meri tarha.
Zubaan
beparvah lafzon ki zuban
bulbulon si nabzon ki zuban
suni hongi ashqon ki zuban
sukhe khu ke zakhmon ki zuban
khushkh hothon se sili
khushk hothon se sili
bepanaah ishq ki zuban...
beparvah lafzon ki zuban
bikhri sirhaane pe mere
teri ranjisho ki zuban
bekhayali mei badbadaae
surkh kaaton ki zuban
beparvah lafzon ki zuban
yun teri ungliyon mei
uljhi meri zulfein
teri kalaai pe bandhi
meri zulfon ki zuban
kharonchon kharaashon
khaafa gilon ki zuban...
beparvah lafzon ki zuban
husn e mirza ko takti
thaki aakhon ki zuban
harr hasi mei sisakti
jhuthe vaadon ki zuban
mere aanchal se chhili
hasraton ki zuban
mere kaandhe pe chhani
laal raaton ki zuban
dhoop pe jalte behte
siyaah ashqon ki zuban
suni hongi tumne
aayaton ki bhi zuban
namazon mei maangi
khidkiyon pe taangi
mazjidon ki seedhiyo pe padi
beeti barsaat ki zuban
beparvah lafzon ki zuban
bepanah ishq ki zuban
bulbulon si nabzon ki zuban
suni hongi ashqon ki zuban
sukhe khu ke zakhmon ki zuban
khushkh hothon se sili
khushk hothon se sili
bepanaah ishq ki zuban...
beparvah lafzon ki zuban
bikhri sirhaane pe mere
teri ranjisho ki zuban
bekhayali mei badbadaae
surkh kaaton ki zuban
beparvah lafzon ki zuban
yun teri ungliyon mei
uljhi meri zulfein
teri kalaai pe bandhi
meri zulfon ki zuban
kharonchon kharaashon
khaafa gilon ki zuban...
beparvah lafzon ki zuban
husn e mirza ko takti
thaki aakhon ki zuban
harr hasi mei sisakti
jhuthe vaadon ki zuban
mere aanchal se chhili
hasraton ki zuban
mere kaandhe pe chhani
laal raaton ki zuban
dhoop pe jalte behte
siyaah ashqon ki zuban
suni hongi tumne
aayaton ki bhi zuban
namazon mei maangi
khidkiyon pe taangi
mazjidon ki seedhiyo pe padi
beeti barsaat ki zuban
beparvah lafzon ki zuban
bepanah ishq ki zuban
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
How it Ends
The hot alcohol seared her throat, her head was spinning her hair were drenched in perspiration. She drained the bottle empty, threw it out of the window and accelerated. Through her whiskey and tear blurred vision she searched for the edge of the cliff.
‘It’s all going to end soon’ she thought, ‘I'm going to end it.’
Everyone said college is going to be one of the best phases of her life. She always had her doubts, when has anything been even remotely good for her? She was always invisible in school, her grades were impeccable, but that doesn't make you popular in school. She wasn't pretty, neither was she 'hot', she never understood what was 'in' or what was 'dope' also when was it that a guy became your boyfriend. She was always the one hidden behind a novel, nobody loved her but nobody hated her either, and that's how she had spent her childhood - 'invisible'.
Then came college, she promised herself she would get noticed, make friends go out and who knows maybe even make out with a few guys. She consulted fashion blogs and magazines. She shopped for clothes and lip gloss. She'd never forget her first day of college, she dressed up not too 'over the top' as warned by the blogs, she chose a shirt that would match her complexion and jeans that should've made her legs look and butt look hot. She carefully brushed her hair and put on the berry gloss. She reached college but it was empty she realized she was early, so she sat in the canteen and took out a book to read. After sometime she looked up to find the canteen filled with students, some very pretty girls in dance pants passed her sipping from their sports bottles, there were groups of all sorts of people chatting, studying, eating. She saw a bunch of seniors making freshers dance on the bench and do other weird dares, she got up and walked to the edge of the fresher group. A small voice in her mind said “pick me”. She would do any of those weird antics they were making the first years do, just so long as that gets her noticed.
She waited and waited but there she was, back to square one, unnoticed and alone.
She could see the edge of the cliff now, it seemed pretty close.
‘There, now that’s how it ends.’ she thought. She pushed the gear and accelerated harder, she knew suicide was a sin but she was pretty sure even god won’t notice. Nobody is going to miss her. Nobody would notice that her desk is empty. The guy won’t notice that nobody is watching him at drama practice. Nobody would wonder why she doesn’t come to the library any more. Her co-passengers in the bus would be happy for the extra empty seat. Nobody noticed when she sneaked out the vodka bottles from the party. Even her mother didn’t notice when she snuck out in the car.
“Ma” she whispered, her mother’s face flashed in front of her eyes. Her mother always knew the right things to say, she would keep feeding her food when she studied for her exams. And all those times she pretended to be asleep and her mother kissed her on the forehead. She realized she would never be able to hug her mother again, her mother would never know why she lost her daughter, and she hadn’t even left a note. And her father, her ‘daddude’ who always had time for her no matter how much work he had. He would call her ‘princess’ and would never leave the house before seeing her face. Tomorrow for the first time in twenty years, he won’t be able to see her face in the morning.
“NOOOOO! I DON’T WANT TO DIE!!!” she screamed pressing the break frantically.
The car jumped off the cliff struck on a huge rock and burst into flames.
‘It’s all going to end soon’ she thought, ‘I'm going to end it.’
Everyone said college is going to be one of the best phases of her life. She always had her doubts, when has anything been even remotely good for her? She was always invisible in school, her grades were impeccable, but that doesn't make you popular in school. She wasn't pretty, neither was she 'hot', she never understood what was 'in' or what was 'dope' also when was it that a guy became your boyfriend. She was always the one hidden behind a novel, nobody loved her but nobody hated her either, and that's how she had spent her childhood - 'invisible'.
Then came college, she promised herself she would get noticed, make friends go out and who knows maybe even make out with a few guys. She consulted fashion blogs and magazines. She shopped for clothes and lip gloss. She'd never forget her first day of college, she dressed up not too 'over the top' as warned by the blogs, she chose a shirt that would match her complexion and jeans that should've made her legs look and butt look hot. She carefully brushed her hair and put on the berry gloss. She reached college but it was empty she realized she was early, so she sat in the canteen and took out a book to read. After sometime she looked up to find the canteen filled with students, some very pretty girls in dance pants passed her sipping from their sports bottles, there were groups of all sorts of people chatting, studying, eating. She saw a bunch of seniors making freshers dance on the bench and do other weird dares, she got up and walked to the edge of the fresher group. A small voice in her mind said “pick me”. She would do any of those weird antics they were making the first years do, just so long as that gets her noticed.
She waited and waited but there she was, back to square one, unnoticed and alone.
She could see the edge of the cliff now, it seemed pretty close.
‘There, now that’s how it ends.’ she thought. She pushed the gear and accelerated harder, she knew suicide was a sin but she was pretty sure even god won’t notice. Nobody is going to miss her. Nobody would notice that her desk is empty. The guy won’t notice that nobody is watching him at drama practice. Nobody would wonder why she doesn’t come to the library any more. Her co-passengers in the bus would be happy for the extra empty seat. Nobody noticed when she sneaked out the vodka bottles from the party. Even her mother didn’t notice when she snuck out in the car.
“Ma” she whispered, her mother’s face flashed in front of her eyes. Her mother always knew the right things to say, she would keep feeding her food when she studied for her exams. And all those times she pretended to be asleep and her mother kissed her on the forehead. She realized she would never be able to hug her mother again, her mother would never know why she lost her daughter, and she hadn’t even left a note. And her father, her ‘daddude’ who always had time for her no matter how much work he had. He would call her ‘princess’ and would never leave the house before seeing her face. Tomorrow for the first time in twenty years, he won’t be able to see her face in the morning.
“NOOOOO! I DON’T WANT TO DIE!!!” she screamed pressing the break frantically.
The car jumped off the cliff struck on a huge rock and burst into flames.
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