Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Some Memories of Life
MOST TOUCHING LINES... By a Boy whose Girlfriend was marrying someone else:
Aaj dulhan ke laal jode mein use uski sakhiyon ne sajaya hoga,
Meri Jaan ke gore haathon pe mehndi ko lagaya hoga.
Bahot gehra chadha hoga mehndi ka rang,
Us mehndi mein usne mera naam chupaya hoga.
Reh-reh ke ro padi hogi,
jab usko mera khayaal aaya hoga.
Khud ko dekha hoga jab aaine mein,
to aqs mera bhi nazar aaya hoga.
Bahut pyari lag rahi hogi vo, Aaj dekh kar usko chand bi sharmaya hoga.
Aaj meri jaan ne apne Maa Baap ki izzat ko bachaya hoga,
Usne Beti hone ka har farz nibhaya hoga..
Majbur hogi wo sabse zyada,
Sochta hun kis tarah usne khud ko samjhaya hoga.
Apne haathon se hamare khaton ko jalaya hoga,
Khud ko mazbut bana kar meri yaadon ko mitaya hoga.
Bhukhi hogi wo jaanta hun main,
Mere bina usne kuch na khaya hoga.
Kaise sambhala hoga khud ko,
Jab usne feron mein khud ko jalaya hoga...
Saturday, December 3, 2011
I miss you
Bohot kuch badal jata hai
Tere aane ke baad,
Bohot kuch bichar jata hai
Tere jaane ke baad,
Wo samandar ki leherey,
... Wo rait ke mehal,
Bohot kuch beh jata hai
Saahil se takra jaane ke baad,
Wo baarish ke moti,
Wo taaro ki khuwahish,
Bohot kuch bikhar jata hai
Khuwaab toot jaane ke baad,
Wo teri parchaiyon se takrana,
Wo saayon ka lehrana
Bohot kuch mit jata hai
andhera chhaa jaane ke baad..
I miss you
I miss you. And everything about you.
I miss the way we'd talk all night. and stay up with each other.
I miss our phone conversations. And how funny they'd be.
I miss hanging out with your friends. And how we made them jealous.
I miss the way my friends loved you. And wanted what they couldn't have.
I miss how everything was okay. And you'd reassure me no matter what.
I miss the music we listened to. And our song that i hear play.
I miss when you took me shopping. And we'd buy each other stuff.
I miss when we'd go bowling. And I'd lose every time.
I miss you sneaking over at night. And giving me a goodnight's kiss.
I miss the way people looked at us. But mostly how you look at me.
I miss when you'd pick me up from school. And we'd drive to wherever.
I miss when i would cry on your shoulder. And you'd make me feel human.
I miss the way you changed me. And how you made me happy.
I miss that special day when we were by the Christmas tree. And how perfect that kiss was.
I miss the concerts we went to. And how I'd hold you tight.
I miss when you were over for dinner. And how you'd make my family laugh.
I miss so much about you. But I can't hold on any longer. You're not coming back
And I know you'd want me to find someone that will take care of me.
Don't worry. I'm in good hands. I love you ....
ना ज़मीन, ना सितारे
ना ज़मीन, ना सितारे, ना चाँद, ना रात चाहिए,
दिल मे मेरे, बसने वाला किसी दोस्त का प्यार चाहिए,
ना दुआ, ना खुदा, ना हाथों मे कोई तलवार चाहिए,
मुसीबत मे किसी एक प्यारे साथी का हाथों मे हाथ चाहिए,
कहूँ ना मै कुछ, समझ जाए वो सब कुछ,
दिल मे उस के, अपने लिए ऐसे जज़्बात चाहिए,
उस दोस्त के चोट लगने पर हम भी दो आँसू बहाने का हक़ रखें,
और हमारे उन आँसुओं को पोंछने वाला उसी का रूमाल चाहिए,
मैं तो तैयार हूँ हर तूफान को तैर कर पार करने के लिए,
बस साहिल पर इन्तज़ार करता हुआ एक सच्चा दिलदार चाहिए,
उलझ सी जाती है ज़िन्दगी की किश्ती दुनिया की बीच मँझदार मे,
इस भँवर से पार उतारने के लिए किसी के नाम की पतवार चाहिए,
अकेले कोई भी सफर काटना मुश्किल हो जाता है,
मुझे भी इस लम्बे रास्ते पर एक अदद हमसफर चाहिए,
यूँ तो 'मित्र' का तमग़ा अपने नाम के साथ लगा कर घूमता हूँ,
पर कोई, जो कहे सच्चे मन से अपना दोस्त, ऐसा एक मित्रवर चाहिए....
Thursday, December 1, 2011
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