Vo kehta hai meri hasi se uski hasi,
aur khushi se uski khushi hai,
vo kehta hai mere aansu use pareshan,
aur udasi udas karti hai,
par uski har ek muskaan ka intezaar mujhe bhi hai ye maine kabhi kaha nahi,
Farq bas itna hai, ki vo kehta hai main keh pati nahi…..
Vo chedta hai kabi ki,
jo saath chahte hai vo pate nahi,
hume milta hai hum aazmate nahi,
ab use kya pata, ki usse accha koi saathi nahi,
aur uske alava kisiki soch hume bhaati nahi,
uski nazar se khud ko dekhti hu maine kabhi kaha nahi,
Farq bas itna hai, ki vo kehta hai main keh pati nahi…….
Apni neendein bhula, meri baatein sunta hai,
apni pareshaniya bhula, meri taqleefo ke hal dhundhta hai,
bohot bohot bohot fiqar meri karta hai,
upar se meri har nautanki bhi sehta hai,
par uski bhi parvaah hai mujhe, maine kabhi kaha nahi,
Farq bas itna hai, vo sab kuch karta hai main kar pati nhi……
Itna kuch karta hai, fir bhi kabhi batata nahi,
batana to chodo jatata bhi nahi,
badle mein kuch mangta nahi, kuch chahta bhi nhi,
vo kehta hai mera saath uske liye kafi hai,
par uska bhi ehsaas kafi hai mene kabhi kaha nahi,
Farq bas itna hai, vo kehta hai main keh pati nahi……
Vo kehta hai mere hone se uske saare kaam bante hai,
vo janta nahi ki uski baaton se hi mere kaam aage badhte hai,
main galtiyaan karti thakti nahi,
par fir bhi, use kabi shikayat hoti nahi,
itni acchai khayalo me sochi thi kisime,
haqeeqat me usme mili mene kabhi kaha nahi,
Farq bas itna hai, ki vo kehta hai main keh pati nahi……..
It is often said we should keep on thinking about past, we must look towards future. But past is not always distracting, It has most precious and cherish-able memories(Yaadein), that ignite new hope, compassion in our hearts. We should visit it seldom. 😀
I hope you could relate to it 🙂
Logo ka hai ye kehna,
Apne kal me na rehna,
Aaj ke tohfe loot,
taaki kal koi mauka jae na choot,
Par, Kabhi kabhi ye bhi hota,
Koi roz, lage na har roz jaisa,
Aanewale kal ka, tab kisko hain pata!
Tab firse mann jeena chahe, vo pal jo beete kal ne sanjoye rakha.
Vaha Sitaaron si timtimati purani smritiyon ka aasmaan hai,
Yaadon ki iit se bana ek makaan hai,
Hawaon me, teri meri baaton ki, gilii mittii si bheeni khushboo hai,
Nok Jhok ke rang birange kankar hai,
pattiyon sa, hamari tasveero se lada ek ped hai,
Hamari zindagi ki har kahaani ki shuruaat dikhate paudhe hain,
Har din parvaah ka vaha ek sooraj ugta hai,
Mohabbat me bheegi har shaam hoti hai,
Ummeedon aur sapno ki battiyon ki ladi se, vo ghar saja hai,
har kone me raahat aur sukoon hai, Tere hone ka ehsaas hai,
To bhale hi, zindagi ki kitaab me aaj ka panna thoda aasuon se bheega ho,
Beete kal ki sunehri dhoop, aanewale kal ke aansoo sokh legi,
Zindagi jeeneka firse ek naya nasha degi.
Love is the most beautiful and pure feeling anyone can be in. It maybe love towards anyone, family, friends or soulmates, everywhere it teaches selflessness. When we devote ourselves to it, we are not worried about ourselves. Love is worship. This devotion creates a feeling of fearlessness.
Far away from hassle,
Where the vast ocean ends,
There, do you remember our sand castle?
in it, little of me, myself I spent.
Every time, when we are together,
in every passing breeze,
the moment in which we wish for time to freeze,
in it, little of me, myself i scatter.
After the state of anxiety,
when, we for each other attain tranquility,
from your eyes, in tears that fell,
little of me,in it now dwells
in the fear of losing me,
in your increased heartbeat,
and in the calmness after it,
i spent, a little of me.
Now, I don’t see,
even a little of me in me,
but you will feel me, wherever you be..
immersed in love,
When you feel love anywhere,
Actually it is me, that you feel everywhere
Because, I have lost myself little by little,
and have now become LOVE….
I am the sand of the sand castle,
I am the breeze that touches your soul,
I am the tear,
of your anxiety or tranquility,
I am the increased heartbeat,
I am the calmness,
also the eagerness,
I am the promise, that promised our togetherness.
Something that is left in me,
is completely, love only.
It taught me, to disperse every bit of me,
completely, no more no less,
Since, nothing in me is now of me,
I have become tension-less,
Maybe, this is how love teaches to be fearless….
As a child,
With mom, wherever I went,
Whatever I saw, to get it for me, I always prevailed…
She said many times ‘It does not belongs to you’,
I wish, at that moment, this lesson I would have learnt.
Everyone and everything has a life of it’s own,
Since I haven’t given them that, on losing them, logically I shouldn’t moan,
My favourite doll,
That was thrown, because I lost it’s eyeball,
I had storybooks in dozens,
They were all taken by my cousins,
My first bicycle,
Any day, it would be thrown in a store, I thought it to be impossible,
My favourite pair of shoes,
While trekking, they got bruised,
My best friend,
I thought, could easily find me even from a crowd, at world’s any end,
One day, my friend, to me didn’t even identify…
Still, ‘It happens’ I had to tell a lie,
Change is inevitable,
This truth is unchangeable,
Whatever is with me today,
With me, it shall not always stay,
This is because nothing belongs to me,
Everything is there for a predefined time,
I cannot make anything, for always mine,
Because ‘The predefined Time’ I don’t define,
I need to learn the lesson quickly,
Nothing belongs to me, to this I should agree….
Those moments when I don’t find words,
But I still want to speak,
When my feelings hide deep inwards,
Still, from my eyes, outside it peeks,
When there is storm of thoughts,
In which I get carried away,
I get entangled in it, and try to sort,
To escape, I try searching for a way,
I stay confused of how to express,
When deprived of words, I feel depressed,
I wish to find a legitimate method to express, though not to impress,
I find peace, when the words spill out,
Nothing inwards, in the deepest groove of heart is left,
The best part, they flow in harmony with my emotions, no need to howl and shout,
This is the moment, when I feel complete as a Poet….
The void created by those thoughts, is filled with satisfaction,
My fondness for these words increase, I am again filled with affection,
The fraction of seconds, after this, when I stay quite,
That is the moment, when I feel complete as a poet….
In bekarar naino ki pyaas,
Jiska bas ek aabhaas hai is tanha mann ki aas,
Jiska naam dohraae meri har saas,
Bas tu hai.
Mere niiras chehre ki chamak,
Mere bepanha khushiyon ki khanak,
Mere goonjti aawaaz ki chehek,
Bas tu hai.
Mera sabse pyaara rehguzar,
Jiski taraf mude meri har dagar,
Kaante ho biche ya fool ho bikhre mere har safar ka saccha humsafar,
Bas tu hai.
Jiski pyaar bhari nigahein meri har duvidha ko de lavz,
Jispar ho itna vishwas ki meri har khamoshi ko mile awaaz,
Jo lage mujhe ek khwaab, meri ishq ki esi gatha ka aagaaz,
Bas tu hai.
Mere naadaan dil ka bas ek gumaan,
Mere beparvaah chahton ka aalishan aashiyaan,
Mera rom rom jispar hona chahe meherbaan,
Bas tu hai.
Meri maasoom si khwahishon ki duniya,
Jisse judai ka har lamha lage mujhe kai kai sadiyaan,
Jisne apnakar apaar laad se sudhari meri har nasamjhiyaan,
Bas tu hai.
Tere saath ki keemat to sau jannatein bhi kaha!!!!
Teri zameen k liye luta du main apna aasmaan,
Jisse shuru aur khatam ho mera jahaan,
Bas tu hai.
Aaye tere hoton pe muskurahat esi bane meri aadat,
Mera ishq kare keval ek tera sajda aur teri sacchi ibadat,
Kash kisidin tu kahe mujhse ki tere paak rooh ki rahat , “BAS TU HAI”….