Saturday, December 15, 2012

खुद को भुला रहा हूँ मै !


है शाम , पर धुप कितनी तेज ,  हवाएं तीछन
की रात का चाँद याद आता है !
है मौसम बदला  सा , तुम बदले से ,
पर सामने समय का ठहराव नज़र आता है !

 है प्यास मेरी बड़ी और बढी    ,
फासलें है हीं , मगर फ़रेब-ए-नज़र दूरियां घटी !
खुद को भुला सा, सामने मेरी तमनाएं
चित्कारियां करती हुई मरी और चली !

 कंठ रोके , सांस तोड़े ,
स्वयं से झुके, स्वयं से रुके 
पर खुद को खुद से छुपा रहा हूँ मै !
जानता हूँ की मिथ्य है ये ,
पर खुद को भुला रहा हूँ मै !


Friday, December 9, 2011

तुम बस कह दो

है अचल सी मेरी परछाइयाँ,
लफ्ज शिथिल पड़े,
जगह हर जगह है विरानियाँ,
मेरे शब्द अधूरे हुए I

है तार संगीत के ,
अन्धकार से भरे हुए
राग बेराग से ,
हर सुर हिले हुए I

तस्बूर में है मेरी नज़रे ,
तुम झुकी हुई पलकों से , कुछ कह दो
ठहरे हुए है संगीत मेरे ,
तुम अपने सुरों का लये दो I

है सांस अटकी ,
नब्ज बंद से पड़े हुए I
निष्प्राण शरीर मेरे
मन उन्माद से भरे हुए I
है कुटिल कठिन जीवन मेरा ,
तुम अपने ह्रदय का सह दो I
हो जाऊं काफ़िर खुद से मै
तुम बस कह दो .. तुम बस कह दो I

Saturday, March 5, 2011

She is the angel of moments

Since last night, I have been seeing a dream,
Sleeping in installments, have never got this feel

She is the lady of the wonder, with beautiful eyes
Staring at her, I could simply not able to deny
She is the angel of moments, a passion of mine
When I got myself in front of her, I feel very shy

Everywhere sweet music is flowing in background,
Magical melody is blowing across around
She got lot pretty smile all over in her laughter
Her mind is corking and smarter,
and a very lovely sound.. a very lovely sound

The dream was short, but my heart got a sharp glow
Meeting was mystic, I have changed that I know..that I know

She is the angel of moments

Since last night, I have been seeing a dream,
Sleeping in installments, have never got this feel

She is the lady of the wonder, with beautiful eyes
Staring at her, I could simply not able to deny
She is the angel of moments, a passion of mine
When I got myself in front of her, I feel very shy

Everywhere sweet music is flowing in background,
Magical melody is blowing across around
She got lot pretty smile all over in her laughter
Her mind is corking and smarter,
and a very lovely sound.. a very lovely sound

The dream was short, but my heart got a sharp glow
Meeting was mystic, I have changed that I know..that I know

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Talk between two souls

Sitting inside a dark room and striving to enlighten the true meaning of your existence in this world. Huh, it always increase the vibrancy of my heart and bullish my mind at the same time. I have been trying to search myself for a long time, still I believe I am a kid with no predictive behavior when someone asks who I am ? Again the question arose in my mind and I started recollecting some of the shattered imagination which I missed during my journey to finding my core values or you can say a jaunty walk to search myself.

For me, every person have two souls, one is our mind and second is our heart. Both these souls are very much pure and emotional which know the true god and having lots of loves for mankind. Both these two souls work like a manufacturing plant, the one ‘mind’ generates beautiful ideas, thoughts and power to express the loves among mankind. In similar way, our heart generates lots of emotions, affection and power to feel the love. Both these two plants work together to attain the individual goals. Our sensory organs are managers of these plants, whatever input they sends as inputs it is getting captured, processed and produced. For example, if the inputs sent by our sensory organ is impure , the outcomes would be very much hypocritical, very far from reality. So whenever we send the signal to our manufacturing plants , ensure that signal is distilled and pure. The areas and scope of these two souls are clearly defined but sometime clashes happen and that create the dilemma in our life. This happens because of ambiguous signal sent by our sensory organ, so whenever you take the signals ..take it properly so that the outcomes would be nice and as per the quality.

Now the most important part which I highlighted in my above paragraph is setting individual goal, here I definitely not mean a goal embedded with lots of rapaciousness or a lust of lavish pleasure. I mean the goal which could praise yourself, self centric pleasure far from the hypocrite world. To set the goal..chat with your two souls, talk as much as you can. It will definitely direct you towards yourself and help you in knowing yourself. Then, you can see the true light and could be able to recognize yourself.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Ki kuch likh sakun..

hai shaam e gazal mashoor ho..takhte-dawat chahta hai,
chupi hui bhawano ko sabdho mai daal sakun, meri kagaj kaa har rang chahta hai
yun naa badnaam kar mere shaam ke virane ko,ulfat isko bhi hai,
Farq hai ki kuch saar de sakun isko, mere varso kaa tasboor chahta hai

Saturday, January 22, 2011

You made my day...

It was 8 am in the morning, as usual I was sleeping with putting all my thinking process aside inside a dark room with a peculiar kind of bulb (Just for your information, it gives two rays of light at a time). Suddenly I started feeling some breeze coming across me. It was not a cold air but was very much pure. My bed was in completely transformed position, everything I could see was completely managed and systematic. Some rays of sun were playing with my face as the white curtain was dancing in the rhythm of that pure air. Suddenly I saw some wet hair trying to cover my face and pushing gently to wake me up. I can still feel the natural fragrance of that hair. My words are limited to explain the beauty I saw behind the hairs. Huh, that beauty was super fine, I would say at par of my imaginations. At the same time, I heard a angelic voice with seraphic smile saying “wake up Krishna..” I could clearly see a cup of coffee in her hand’. I was feeling myself in heaven…and was rejoicing the moment.

Suddenly, someone kicked over my a**e and said ‘Kamine bahi tak soya hai’ and I came out from my dream. However, that dream has made my day perfect to start the weekend.