Do Pal..mil leti hun

Dhalte din mein, aur badhti shaam mein,

roz thoda chalti hun, do pal.. khud se mil leti hun.

Bhari bheed mein, aur goonjti ekaant mein,

roz thoda samajhti hun, do pal.. khud se mil leti hun.

Kahaaniyon mein, aur logon ke shabdon mein,

roz ek bahaana dhundti hun, do pal.. khud se mil leti hun.

Sapno mein, aur sabki sachhaiyon mein,

roz bhraman karti hun, do pal.. khud se mil leti hun.

Subah ki namaaz mein, aur baba ki aawaaz mein,

roz aman karti hun, do pal.. khud se mil leti hun.

Ardh Satya

Jharne mein behte hue shor boond boond ka,

Aur Behti hui nadi mein achanak se aana kisi mod ka.

Halki si baarish mein garajna zor se baadal ka,

Aur andheri raat mein bujhna aakhri mombatti ka.

Bin bulayi barsaat se tootna ghar kisi ka,

Aur bina wajah bataye ruthna zindagi ka.

Aakhri chaai ki chuski mein milna mishri ka,

Aur ghanto intzaar ke baad chhutna gaadi ka.

Khwahishon se bhare bheed mein akele reh jaane ka,

Aur akele mein bhi apno ka sukoon paa jaane ka.

Aadhi raat mein kisi dhamaake se uthne ka,

Aur nayi subah mein nayi shuruwat ke hone ka.

Chehkti muskaan mein badhte vishwas ka,        

Bachhe ki kilkari mein khilane wale ki naadani ka.

Ehsaas hain sab kisi mein kuch zada ya kuch kam,         

Hastakshep soch hai sab kisi ka armaan kisi ka mat.

Kamal ke kichad mein khilne jaisa kisi ka jhooth kisi ka sach,                          

Aur grahan mein kisi ke milne ya kisi ki doori jaisa hai ye saara ardh satya ardh satya.

Sachh Kya Hai..

Sachh kya hai jhooth kya
Dil kya hai dimaag kya
Zameen kya ye aasamaan kya
Gareeb kya hai fakir kya

Maasuum kya hai tez kya
Dhokha kya hai fareb kya
moh kya ye prem kya
Jism kya hai aatma kya

Kya hai ye duniya or ye log kya
Kya hai jeena or jeene ka maksad kya
Kya hai ye marna or maarna kya                                        Kya hai ye khel or zindagi kya

Sach kya hai or ye jhooth kya

 

FOLDS- the old and new..

With the cold icy nights I stood

With the least ray of shine I stood

With the storm and strikes I stood

And with the drought and slides I stood

 

But I broke with your question and doubt

I broke with your sharp words that mount

I broke when you struck me with the shock

Of no longer being one of my part

 

Then I perceived it all as one big disaster

Like the naturals’ I put them in same cluster

Now this repeated two three four  times

And I became an expert to dig the mine

 

With each bad experience I turned a bit blue

Yet I make better decisions may end up bad few

Now I look upto myself discovering fresh view

Every time I broke I stood up as new.

MIT-TE SHABD

Shabdon ke jaal mein khud ko hai baandha

Anjaane mein dheeme dheeme khud ko khud se hai khoya

 

vishwaas, saath, pyaar or bharosa

Kabhi khud ko lapata toh kabhi khud mein kisi aur ko hai paya

 

Ansuni aawaaz cheekh rhi hai

Mere hi shabd ab mujhe bezubaan kar rhe hai

 

Dabi hui si khwaahish aaj marr rhi hai

Khud ki paribhaasha bhi ab mitt rhi hai…