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Tuesday, December 4, 2012

This Awesome Brain




I sometimes think and wonder..
What is this mystic bundle..
Which carries a memorial jungle..
Yet sometimes it does mumble..

Its brilliant and bright and full of life..
It see's the light in the darkest of eyes..
I love its ability to imagine anything..
A spaceship..a Superhero..and a million other things..

It gives you some answers but a lot many doubts..
It gives you some smiles but a lot many shouts..
I has the ability to solve anything..
But still be apathetic and procrastinating..

Its harsh and gentle with a touch of surprise.. 
Its your best friend and enemy but makes you feel alive..
It causes insomnia and creates wonderous dreams..
Its diabolical..and Brash yet likes to Glean..

You try all your life to understand how it works
But how much ever you unravel, it has the final smirk..
At times it might get a little cloudy and judgemental..
But its Rational and Logical and love to Fiddle..

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Ghar Chhod Chale..!!




जिस मिटटी की खुशबू पे बड़े हुए 
वो खुशबू को दुर्गन्ध बोल मुह मोड़ चले 
जिस संकरी छोटी गली में पूरा बचपन काटा 
आज उन गलियों को ही कचरा बोल चले ..!

जिन लोगों के बीच बड़े हुए 
आज उन्हें ही पिछड़ा बोल चले 
जिन घरो की खिड़कियाँ तोड़ी थी 
आज उन्हें ही जर्जर बोल चले ..!

बारिश में जिन छतों पर नाचे थे 
आज उन्हें ही exposed बोल चले 
जिन नेहरों में  कागज़ की नाव चलाईं थी 
आज उन्हें ही नाला बोल चले ..!

जो शाम का इंतज़ार करते थे 
वो अब अँधेरे का इंतज़ार कर चले 
जो खुल के सबसे मिलते थे 
वो अब छुप छुप के ही रह चले ..!
 
दोस्त बदले ... ठिकाना बदला .. सारे रिश्तों से दूर हुए 
बड़ा आदमी बन्ने के लिए हम अपनों से दूर चले 
पैसा कमाया .. नाम कमाया .. पैरों पे तो खड़े हुए 
पर जब अपनों की ज़िम्मेदारी का नंबर आया 
तो हम अपना घर छोड़ चले ..!!




 

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Wo Bezubaan Lamhe ..!!



Wo nazuk se pal yaad aate hain...
Jb hum har fizool baat pe haste the..
Jab ghar k har kone main hum hi baste the..
Jab darwane se jhankne par wo galiyaan hume bulati thi...
Hum haste haste jate the..Kabhi girte the kabhi gaate the..

Itne barson baad bhi wo galiyaan abhi bi waisi hain..
Ab hum jaane se katrate hain..wo fir bhi hume bulati hain..

Wo bhaagte hue girne pe pehli choat..
Wo zindagi ki haari hui pehi daud..
Wo gaal pe khaya hua pehla jhapad..
Wo doosron ki shaadiyon pe thode hue anginat pappad..!!

Wo pehle pyaar ki wo pehli jhalak..
Wo use dekhne k liye istemaal ki gayi wo sooni sadak..
Wo bhagwaan k sath strike ki gayi wo pehli deal..
Wo coaching bunk kar k dekhi gayi wo pehli reel...

Wo chup chup k raat ko uske call attend karna..
Wo college k form k paison se uske recharge kara kara k marna..
Valentine's day par wo fool prof plan banana...
Aur uske ghar se na nikal pane poora din phone pe bitana...

Wo sharab ka piya hua pehla jaam
Wo doston k sath kiye gaye wo nirlajja kaam..
Wo ghar pe sabse lad k bahar bhaag jana..
Par fir bhi us ek insaan ki har baat ko sir chadana..

Wo man main anginat khayali pulao banana..
Aur roz use kisi aur se baat karte dekh jal k ghar aana..
Wo uski kahi gayi movie ko raat bhar jag k bhi dekhna..
Wo uske ek aansu pe duniya jahan ek karna...

Wo ghar walon ki har cheez uske saamne baimaani lagna..
Wo pehli baar dil tootne pe bhar bhar k khud ko kosna..
Wo jee jaan se koshish karne pe bhi use na bhool pana..
Wo doston aur sharab main uske khayaon ko dubana..
Wo har doosri bandi main use hi dekhna..
Wo har couple ko dekh k ek hi baat sonch k reh jana..

Wo bezubaan lamhe yaad aate hain..!!!

Wo saalon baad kisi ko fir se chahna..
Wo uski har ada par jhatke khana..
Wo use har roz dil ki baat bolna chahna..
Par use poori tarah khone k dar se chup reh jana..

Wo har din uski koi nayi baat sonch k haste rehna..
Aur usse chupane ki poori koshish karna..
Usse ki gayi phone pe wo pehli baat ka time bhi yaad hona..
Usse bheje gaya har message mu zubani yaad hona...

Wo finally use apne dil ki baat batana...
Uska jawaab sune bina hi khush ho jana..
Wo uske mana karne pe dil ka band ho jana..
Aur fir bhi apna dukh use na dikhana,..

Wo dil har k fir se kaam ko hi zindagi banana...
Wo raat raat tak office main bitana...
Wo dobara usse darte darte baat karna...
Aur uske "i love u" bolne pe kahin kho jana..


Wo bezubaan lamhe yaad aate hain..!!!



Sunday, April 22, 2012

M gonna try...!!

It's really hard to define human... Sometimes it's rash and sometimes it's just too morbid.. U crave for something with all your life.. And when finally have it you move on to find something new.. U cry when u lose but always winning also doesn't make u happy .. U aim for a smaller goal and when's have it u don't know what to aim for next..
We slack off instead of working hard and still get the job done... Then why we're we ever taught those values to begin with... I wonder so many times how we were taught... How to judge what's right and what's wrong.. But how can people who lived 3 decades before us tel us what's right in our time.. I wonder how this human brain works...
 It's humane at times and the next moment we want to kill our boss.. We see a puppy on the road and we smile but we never feel sad for its mother who was the road kill we saw and drove past it.. We like to stay in our protective cocoon but we would spring out savage if anything hurt our family... We are the sane creatures we want others to be but we are diabolical at the same time.. U would see one guy helping a blind guy cross the street And another guy honking his horn on an old lady trying to cross the road on a zebra crossing..
 We set our standards too high for others but it's easy for us to not follow them.. We do obnoxious things to get our love but on getting her we complain of having lost that spark.. We carry on without lives complaining that it's just too monotonous ... But we ourselves don't wanna provide the change since we are so used to it now... We tell others tonns of eye opening advice but when it comes to ourselves we forget the first word we preached.. We live complaining and we die discontent never realizing that we had the power all along..
 I found my high school slam book and gave it a read.... I was so explosive and full of life.. My imagination was always out of the box.. But I guess the crutches of the corporate world got to me too deep... I regret my boring life..I regret not having any adventure or element of danger in it.. I tried a little but gave in to my routine.. I want my life back...I want my zeal back.. Playing safe and being calculative might make u live longer But that's not a life I wanted for me when I saw myself.. Al I need to realize is that it's not over yet... Human brain is a tool...and u can materialize your imagination if u just try...
M gonna try..!!

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Parents...




The weirdest creation by god..
Yet the loveliest..
Its hard to stay with them when u r kids..
And hard to stay away when we are big..

They grow and they grow and they seldom learn
They are a true case of Benjamin Button..
As we grow into them they grow into us..
Like kids when we were and always made a fuss..

They taught us so much and we learned so little...
We resented them as kids and just wanted to fiddle..
They went through so much to make us what we are ...
And when it was our turn we sent them so far..

Its not fair how this world functions..
They are the remnants of our current conjunction..
Nothing is fair and Nothing lasts for ever..
But it does not mean that our bonds should sever..

They are not perfect ..so are we..
But we tend to forget the latter in their case when we please..
They taught us to walk ..they taught us to run..
Never did they think we would use it to get away from them and run..

They took care of us as kids and now its our time...
We shall take care of them until they are fine..
They never cribbed or made an excuse..
And now we will be there for them..not caring if they are obtuse.. 

Patience is a virtue ..thats what we were taught..
Now we need to remember that for this lot..
They never mean anything wrong in what they say..
Maybe its their timing or just their way..

Whatever be the reason they are still our mum and dad
And we shall always be indebted to them ..for we are glad..
They are the reason for our name and success..
And we are proud of them for being our parents in good times and distress.. !!