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My friends,
It feels good to have my own blog.....there are things which are close to my heart and things which have affected me one way or the other.....my thoughts,my desires,my aspirations,my fears my gods and my demons---you will find all of them here....I invite you to go through them and get a glimpse of my innermost feelings....................

Saturday, January 29, 2011

संगिनी

वो अचानक आई ज़िन्दगी में
दिल में हलचल हुयी
साथ रहे, जाना
प्रेमिका फिर प्रेयसी
फिर जीवन का अभिन्न अंग
प्यार था
है
बस प्यार के मायने बदल गए हैं
स्तर ऊँचा हो गया है
अब वो संगिनी, अर्धांगिनी
मेरे साथ चल रही है
मेरे जीवन को और अर्थ-पूर्ण करते huye
मुझे और भाव-विभोर करते हुए
मेरे जीवन का हिस्सा
मेरी संगिनी!!!
January 29, 2010 at 3.00 P.M.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

तनहा हूँ,
तन्हाई सदा मेरे साथ है!
लफ़्ज़ों की भीड़ में,
मेरी ख़ामोशी चीखती है!
मन के कोने में दबे लफ्ज़,
बाहर आने को तड़पते हैं!
गुथम-गुथा हो रहे हैं अन्दर,
लड़ाई,
खीचा-तानी,
अंतर-द्वंद्व,
कब तक चलेगा?
कब ख़त्म होगी यह तन्हाई?
शायद कभी नहीं!!
अकेले आये हैं,
अकेले जूझेंगे इस तन्हाई से,
लफ्ज़ ढूँढ आवाज़ देंगे इसे
अपने लिए,
खुद से बात करने के लिए!!!
January 26, 2010 at 11.15 P.M.
ram naam simar ae bande
kat jaan ge sab dukh
mil jayyega swarg zameen te
jeen da arth ho jaayega poora!!!!
January 26, 2011 at 10.50 P.M.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

For MY MOTHER

As I look back and ponder
at my nurse, teacher and counselor,
I realize that she was none other
but MY MOTHER.

She was the cook, cleaner, friend,
all rolled into one.
How everything she could understand
I still cannot comprehend.

It was her love for me
that drove her on
to do all those sacrifices for me.
Thank you Ma for bieng there for me.
Thank you Ma for everything.
January 22, 2011 at 8.15 A.M.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Scent......

Partaking my favourite poison;
as I watch it swirl and dance,
memories of years gone by,
flash through my mind.
The scent of a girl
has remained with me
through the years.
Coursing through my veins as blood,
living within me with every breath I take,
she has been my companion for long.
Part of my sub-conscious
she is now with me every waking moment.
I thought I would exorcise the demon
of her scent.
But,each miniscule moment
has made it stronger.
I now tell myself:
que sera sera......
whatever will be will be.....
que sera sera.......
January 10, 2011 at 10.47 P.M.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Love for a friend

Love for a Friend

Love is not merely unabashed sex.
It is more than that.
It is a warm hug,
a hand held in a warm hand,
fingers laced thru each other's fingers;
holding on to each other physically,
bonding emotionally and mentally.
Looking into each other's eyes,
being honest,being open.
Comforting,being comforted.
Smiling,laughing.
Also certain that the shoulder would be offered
to cry on,if needed.
Loving a friend is not hard
if he has a true heart.
Be my friend forever,
I will not hurt you ever.
A friend's love I have for you,
and the feelings will remain true.
Stay blessed my friend
because you are one of a kind.
January 9, 2011 at 8.57 P.M.

धुँध में छिपे रिश्ते.....

धुँध में छिपे रिश्ते,
आधे-अधूरे से,
टेड़े-मेड़े,
न दिखते हैं, न ही छिपे रहते हैं!
एक परत सी जम जाती है उन पर!
कभी हाथ से,कभी बातों से,
कभी मन से तो कभी कपडे से,
उस धुँध को हटा,
रिश्तों को ढूँढना पड़ता है!
फिर हाथों में ले,
उन्हें आकार दे,
उन में जान डालनी पड़ती है!
और, धुँध से छटे यही रिश्ते,
फिर अहम् हो जाते हैं ज़िन्दगी के लिए!!!
January 9, 2011 at 4.52 A.M.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Father

No one can take the place of a loving and affectinate father.
His is the finger which helps to take the first step and move futher.
He is the friend,guide and mentor; all roled into one.
My father was my heart and soul.
He was there to protect me,
And with him all my worries would flee.
His love coursed through my veins like blood.
He was my world: as was I his.
He showered all his love on me with a kiss.
My peace,my comfort,
To whom I could turn in times of hurt.
Worlds, continents, oceans now separate us.
Still I will not make too much fuss.
I know you are one with the Creator,
Who is now my loving Father.
In my heart he will always remain,
My sheet anchor,
who was ready to absorb my every pain.
I just have to look within,
To know the abundance of your love and affection.
To my dying day I will love you,
Because I know that you will see me through.
January 4, 2011 at 8.46 A.M.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

ज़िन्दगी का सफ़र

ज़िन्दगी के सफ़र में
लोग मिलते हैं,
बीछड़ जाते हैं!
कुछ लहरों की तरह आ,
रेत पर अपने निशाँ छोड़ चले जाते हैं!
कुछ अपनी सड़ी-गली बातों से
मूँह में इक कड़वा स्वाद छोड़,
मन को मतली करने पर मजबूर कर देते हैं!
ठंडी हवा के झोंकों से कुछ
तपते मन को सहला जाते हैं!
बारिश की बूंदों से कुछ,
अंतर्मन को पुलकित कर,
चेहरे पर मुस्कान छोड़ जाते हैं!
शराब के घूँट की तरह
कुछ मस्ती में नहला जाते हैं!
जिंदा होने का एहसास दे,
कुछ आत्मा को पवित्र कर,
मन को आज़ादी से आसमाँ में,
विचरने के लिए प्रेरित कर जाते हैं!
ए ख़ुदा, अपनी अमान में रखना मेरे दोस्तों को!
दुःख का हल्का सा झोंका भी छू ना जाए उन्हें,
दोनों हाथ जोड़ यही दुआ माँगती हूँ सबके लिए!!

January 2, 2011 at 10.09 A.M.



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