Selfishness...

Selfishness of Self-Centeredness is like an insect that makes a person hollow from inside by eating all the reasoning powers slowly. Thus, we must try to protect ourselves from this insect by using our reasoning abilities efficiently.

Thus, a small dedication to this natural but non-shrinking feeling.

स्वार्थ … 

ऐसा हृदय नहीं देखा, जिसे समझाए समझ न पाए,

कैसी माया स्वार्थ की, देख कर न देख पाए,

सत्संग की संगती भी, कुछ न असर दिखाए,

ऐसी वाणी फिर भी निकले, जो आप आप ही गाये ।

ज़िन्दगी की ये विडम्बना, कैसे किसे समझाऊं, 

लोक माया छोड़ कर, सब को एक ही चीज़ बताऊँ,

सब कुछ पीछे छुट जायेगा, दुनिया की टोकरी में, 

राही अकेला चल चलेगा, ये कैसे सबको दिखाऊं ।

मंदिर बना, मस्जिद बना, पर शांति कही न पाऊं, 

दर दर खोजा आपको, पर माटी ही लाऊं,  

एक बात बतलाई सभी ने, कि मैं उनको न पाऊं,   

कुछ ऐसा इस पार करू, कि उनको मैं पा जाऊं ।

Night..

Night is something that is very special in our life. Night is the one that helps us to retreat to our cozy beds. It is the one that helps us to take a short break from our busy life. Night also helps us to gather all our hopes and beliefs that will rise again with the new morning.

Thus, my small dedication to the ultimate light or darkness that is pertained in the entire Universe.

रात...

दिन के बाद के हर सन्नाटे से डर लगता है,

रातों में चलते हुए भी डर लगता है ।

डर  लगता है उन बातों से  जो पुरानी यादें बन जाती है,

डर लगता है उन यादों से जो कभी भी चली आती है ।

ऐसी ही कई यादें आँखों पे छायी है,

रातों के इस सूनेपन को खुद में समायी है ।

प्यार की वो बातें जो कभी हमने सोची थी,

प्यार भरी ज़िन्दगी जो कभी हमे बक्शी थी ।

हर वो प्यारी चीज़ रात को ही क्यों याद आती है,

रात में ऐसा क्या है जो बीती ज़िन्दगी बन जाती है ।

दिन के उजालो में सब साफ़ नज़र आता है,

पर मन के कागज़ पे लिखा शब्द छुप जाता है ।

इनकी सिर्फ एक ही ज़ुबान है,

जो पढ़ सके वही तुम्हारा जहान है ।

" रातों को जल सके जो वही मशाल जलना,

  रात ही है जो हकीकत के करीब लाती है,

  हो सके तो इसे कभी मत भुलाना । " 

Birthday...

Birthday...

This is the one that cannot be expressed in words. Thus, I am trying to portray my view through the colours of my poetry.


जन्मदिन 

अकेला ऐसा दिन साल का जो सिर्फ तुम्हारा है,
पर जीवन में पड़ती सबकी ज़रूरत और सहारा है।

एक ऐसा दिन जिसका कब से इंतज़ार रहता है,
कई सपने और आरज़ू का बाज़ार होता है।

हम ये करेंगे, वो करेंगे,
सोचते है दुनिया के राजा बनेंगे।

बीत गयी रातें जब तोहफे लिया करते थे,
अब साथ लाती है यादें, जब हम जीया करते थे।

वो दोस्तों के साथ घूमने जाना,
और सबको अपनी तरफ से खिलाना।

कितना इंतज़ार रहता था बचपन में इस दिन का,
क्योंकि पता होता था नए खिलौने  और कपडे मिलने का।

आँखों में अब वो इंतज़ार कहा,
अब ये दिन भी हर दिन जैसा बना।

कॉलेज गए तो पता चला इस दिन को छुपाना,
पता चला दोस्तों को तो बर्थडे बोम्ब्स था पाना।

कितना ही छुपाते उनसे मगर,
केक देख कर भर आती नज़र।

वो सब पहुँच जाते आधी रात को,
और फिर लगता जैसे इस दुनिया में आना पाप हो।

अब बस हर तरफ ये यादें है,
कुछ मेरी तो कुछ उस दिन कि बातें है।

कैसे ये एक दिन साल का सबसे बड़ा था,
पर अब एहसास होता है,
कि एक और साल जीवन का बीत चला था।

वो यादें वो बातें जाने कहा छूट गयी,
जीवन के सफ़र में जैसे तक़दीर रूठ गयी।

रास्ता तो अब भी बाकी है चलने का,
इंतज़ार है फिर पेड़ो कि छाव मिलने का।

कब लौटेंगे वो बचपन के दिन,
अब तो दिन कटते है जीवन को उँगलिओ पे गिन।

क्यो हम इतनी जल्दी बड़े हो जाते है,
क्यों अपने घोसलो को छोड़ हम आसमान में उड़ना चाहते है।

जन्मदिन के इस दिन को सबसे बड़ा कहते है,
पर अब इस दिन हम बचपन को याद करते है।

Dreams...

Dreams are the most important part. It is the only one which gives us way to think, work or do something different in this life.

Day dreaming is the one that helps us to achieve goals of our life. Many a times, we think of us in different positions, ranks, situations. This dreaming or thinking helps us to get some idea which, turns into reality.

Thinking is another kind of dreaming. We think of some possibilities or situations that might come. We analyse it, or try to figure out the solution. In this process, we practically go through all the stages of completing that task, but in dreams.

We also dream of some specific kind of life. Some dreams of living a luxurious life, some dreams of a simple one. We often dream of our life partner too. We think of her and imagine, how she will be.

सपना

ख्वाबों के कोरेपन को कैसे दूर करु
दिल के अंदर के सूनेपन को कैसे दूर करू,
मिलते तो कई है, हर समय हर जगह
पर खुद के अधुरेपन को कैसे दूर करू ।

चाहता यही था कि एक लड़की हो ऐसी,
ख्वाबो में देखा था जो सूरत वैसी ।
पाया था या नहीं, ये समझ नहीं आता

मिली थी कोई मुझे हवाओं जैसी ।

आई वो पास मेरे कुछ इस तरह,
पता ही न चला उसकी आहट का ।

अब तो ये हाल है मेरा,

सोते जागते बस वो ही है हर जगह ।

Agony...My Way...

This time, I am not left with any explanation for my poetry. The poetry itself explains everything that I wanted to say. Thus, it is independent of any other kind of explanation.

Agony, a word which experesses most of the feeling itself. Thus, this is my version of agony.

Agony

Travelling the same path in a routine
Trying to think the same way of a teen.
When I was dreamer and enthusiastic
Just to adjust and not to feel lean.

While travelling everyday, I feel something
When did I grow up, I dnt remember
When did I turn adolescent, I dnt remember
When did I turn adult, I dnt remember
And when I will grow old, I will not remember
This is the feeling which will stay
Else everything will turn and I will be left with nothing.

While travelling everyday, I see something
Bulks of people staying above each other,
When I used to stay like that, I dnt remember
When did I play like that, I dnt remember
When I came out of it, I dnt remember
And when will I feel like that, I will not remember
This life which is there is running,
Else everything will stay and I will turn into nothing.

While travelling everyday, I feel something
The moment of happiness that comes within,
The moment I used to be same, I dnt remember
The moment I used to fight, I dnt remember
The moment which is left somewhere, I dnt remember
Jus trying to feel the same,
Looking at people loving each other in happiness and pain
The life which was once mine,
Else everything is here but I am no more in anything.

Woman....

First of all, This one is not mine as I could not have written it without watching the first episode of second season of Satyamev Jayate, hosted by Mr. Aamir Khan.

Woman is the most important part of our life. The part which makes us complete and also is the bringer of new life. It is the one that understands our emotions, feelings and thoughts very well. It is also the one that motivates us to our goals and decisions. I think, this is the reason that we call our earth as mother earth. Woman are the only one who can bear the pain of bringing a new life in this world then, after being raped, why do they lose or get broken down? The sole reason is us.

The period of overcoming the trauma of rape is the most crucial period. This is the only period when the support is needed. The woman requires her family, relatives, people, the most at that stage. If not provided, they lose the self-confidence. Its like, somebody has snatched the sole reason of living from them. After all, the woman is the only one, who is attached to the family, the most.

Please, do not hesitate to help and also do not molest anyone regarding this fact or any other thing.

Woman 

woman is not only a word, but a reality

which provide this world, with its sustainability

The fact which cannot be declined is

woman is the one which provide its centricity.

How can a single instance bring them down,

The woman which gives a life, with its own life.

How can rape prove fatal and frown,

when a person can bear the pain of life.

We must ensure that we become competent,

We must fight reality and not be patient.

Woman are the other half of world,

We must support them, respect them as

they are the main fire bringer and latent.

औरत 

औरत इस समाज का दर्पण है

हमारे अंदर है, और बाहर है 

हम डरते है ये कहने से 

कि औरत ही हमारा कारण है । 

एक औरत ही है जो इंसान को सवाँरे 

उसे प्यार करे, उसे निखारे

ज़िन्दगी भर साथ वो औरत ही देती है,

जो कभी माँ बनकर तो कभी बहन या पत्नी 

के रूप में हमे हर इम्तिहान से उभारे ।

रात के अँधेरे में माँ की गोद ही याद आती है

मायूस होने पर बहन की हँसी ही मुस्कुराहट लाती है

दिन भर काम के बाद पत्नी को ही दिल का हाल सुनाते है,

फिर क्यों हम उसे ही दोषी ठहराते है,

जो हर वक़्त हमे हौंसला दिलाती है ।

मैं इतना ही कहूँगा इस दुनिया से, सब से,

ज़िन्दगी में कई दिक्कते आती है ।

एक बालात्कार से सब ख़त्म नहीं हो जाता,

वो औरत उसे भी सेह जाती है ।

उस समय में हमे उसका साथ देना चाहिए,

क्योंकि वो उसकी नाज़ुक घड़ी है ।

जिसने जीवन भर आपको पाला, बड़ा किया,

उन कुछ पालो में वो बस थोड़ा सहारा चाहती है ।

Myself.....lost in turns and tides...

Myself .... A word to describe Very HUGE. It is very difficult to explain that whether I am inside this word or this word is inside me. How can I explain I do not know " MYSELF ". This basic definition of myself is very less, rather it just ceases to exist.

Nowadays, I am struggling to find out the mere reason of my existence. Why am I here in this world? And, if I am here in this world, then what is the role that has been carved out for me? And, what niche have I made out of it? The complex answers of these simple questions is either not actually feasible or I am not that much able to see through it.

You know, What is Most Simple  question about myself  is "Who Am I" and, trust ME, the answer to it is the Most difficult one to answer. These three words actually makes us still and forces to think ....... the never ending reason, which will keep changing with every moment.

A person will never get satisfied with the answer. Each time, an answer will come with a thought, and each time, we will think of pushing it further. This is the common behaviour, which we all possess, of keep pushing ourselves to more and more and more. The final outcome of this is, we are left with very little time or no understanding of ourselves.

This is ME, who does not know "who I AM" and is in Search of MYSELF.


Self 


In those moments of the day you'll find
He said that I am,
Which was supposed to be happy all the time
Was seeking to innovate,
Nishan'll see him in the sand of time.

It was a bit straight forward guy
Hwao humming a little bit cool;
Every time there was some searches
Some of which were found to be happy;
Little curiosity among all lived.

Whenever you ask her something, she will explain the full
Afraid that a story on the ghosts themselves,
Many of God was going Devotions
Who have not had the right to say,
Many watching movies
Coerce people giving their songs.

That said, what's hiding place,
Daily I'll find her, but did not get anywhere.

Rose's attempts to get something
After each try to get the answer no,
I worked so hard for what we do,
No one can ask when you return home,
I'm just so lonely now
Wishing that he does not like,
I think I'll forget him now
I never ever had my share.