Monday, April 23, 2007

Tere baad

tere saath bhi jeete the
tere baad bhi jeete hain
haan, mere ghar me magar

zindagi thodi kam si hai

Phir khud ko duaa denge
phir khud ko dagaa denge
phir raah wahi lenge
ham aaj bhi jee lenge
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inaayat jo karein yaadein
gunguna denge gaa denge
aankhein kaise khaali rakhein
do boondein lagaa denge

gud si baatein teri
ham aaj bhi chakhte hain
ruk ruk-kar hanste hain
ro ro-kar thakte hain

shikwa karein nam si nazar

zindagi thodi kam si hai
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phir laal se sapne tere
raaton ko jagaa denge
phir aankhein cheekhengi
zaalimon ko bhagaa denge

pichli raat se bistar par
baithe baithe hamne
khidki se ambar par
haule din chadte, dekha

zinda hui duniya magar

zindagi thodi kam si hai
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tere saath bhi jeete the
ham aaj bhi jee lenge
phir khud ko duaa denge
phir khud ko dagaa denge

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Duaa

aankhon se taane dete hain
aur kabhi lab se dua karte hain

aisa bhi nahin ke afsos hai
bade be-adab se dua karte hain

jin-jinko marte chod diya
mare un sab se dua karte hain

udhar lekar na utaarne ki
kyun bematlab se dua karte hain

khud to raham baanta hi nahin
ab jaake rab se dua karte hain

kal ham-umr koi mar sa gaya
sahme yeh tab se dua karte hain

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Cotton Thoughts

The face glided through the neighborhood of my dreams
wearing a satin smile...
The seamstresses - my eyes,
did not stock silk...!


I look out of my window
You look at your sky
We patch it up
with blue
pieces of conversation
The blue in my heart
the blue in your eyes
The blue of the sky...

We are off... we move on
but then
I am still
I am,
still.

Art is my chosen pastime

Who else would
weigh this silence
weigh the sky
weigh your sight
weigh my smile
aren't they all nothing?

Art is the pastime of a constipated mind

Oh, I am sorry.
I was born to be apologetic
even more so, when I say the truth.
Aren't all humans?

Zubaan

mannat me kuch rishte maangte hain
jannat se farishte maangte hain

kabhi to chehron pe gaur karte
rasm dafnaake kuch aur karte

to baat alag nahin hoti?

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har lamhe ka hisaab dhoondhte hain
har kisse ka jawaab dhoondhte hain

bevajah kabhi shaam dhalne dete
nam aankhon me naam palne dete

to baat alag nahin hoti?

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haathon me hazaaron lakeerein milti hain
taqdeer gumraah hai - kiski galti hai

bas zara si haath ki safaai
karte kismat se thodi bevafaai

to baat kuch aur nahin hoti?

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andheron me bach bachke afsos karte hain
phir unhi raahon me har roz marte hain

aankhein barasti hain to khaab badal dete
sabhi ko intezaar hai, mahtaab badal dete

baat kuch alag nahin hoti?

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pichli raaton, bichdi baaton pe maatam manaate hain
zakhm bahut banaate hain aur jashn kam manaate hain

guzre kaaydon ko mitaa dete
jalte maaynon ko bujha dete
hamse hain yeh, inse ham nahin
uth-te, zamaane ko bata dete...

to baat zaroor kuch aur hoti!

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We pray/wish/hope for thngs to change, thngs to happen, thngs to stop, thngs to begin!
Anybdy asks us to try it ourself... nay, who wud go against tide?!!
A zillion reasons - luck, destiny, stars, rules, conventions... a zillion excuses...Is not our redemption our responsibility?
I am stumped .. Is it not obvious?

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Khwahishein

tumpe marna shauk hai, tumhe jeena pesha mera

yunhi jeene ke mujhe kuch aur sabab suhaane de
tumpe marne ke mujhe thode aur haseen bahaane de


meri tasveer liye sapne kitne hain be-ghar bikhre

tere seene me inhe jeene de, do pal bitaane de
yaa inhe teri aatishiin aankhon ke aashiyaane de


teri aawaaz se aabaad hai har ik lamha mera

har sahar sard aahon ko teri aahat me jalaane de
har shab rishton ka karz kishton me nibhaane de


udaa rahe ho sadiyon se, utaarte kyun nahin

chod de aasmaan ko, ab to isko apne ghar jaane de
aasmaan banke tere chaukhat pe mujhe lahraane de


dil vajah hai khwahish ki yaa khwahish dil ki
mujhko itna to samajhne de aur samjhaane de
jis mu-amme me khatm hua hai sukoon apna
us silsile me ab tumhe bhi zara uljhaane de