Its something like:WRITE A MEMORY: कहानियां और बस कहानिया हैं..कुछ को हमने अपने आसपास ही चलते देखा है...कुछ को अपनी roommate के तकिये पर सोते पाया है...कुछ तो बस coffee houses में ही छूट गयी...कुछ को हमने बारिशों में समेटा है....कुछ को बस अपने depressive ख्वाबों में ही पाया है....यहाँ कुछ क्षण हैं...बस कुछ बातें जो शुरू तो हुई पर ख़त्म करने की किसी को कुछ खास जरूरत नहीं लगी...हमने सोचा diaries और notebooks के पिछले पन्नो से निकल कर यहाँ रखी जाये...बस.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
::Barsat::
Thursday, February 14, 2008
~~!Ek khwab!~~
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Shayad....
....Ek aur intezar jal ke dekho...
in khali raton ko apna koi chand sa mile.
....in chalti firti rahon per....
thama hua koi waqt abhi mile.
....khincha tha apne kajl se tere aksh ka jo dayara...
use bharne ko rang kisi aue aasma se mile.
...jis aarjoo ke sath gujre the unki panaho se kabhi...
us ek tamanna ko shayad koi aur intezar hi mile....
Friday, February 8, 2008
TERI CHAHAT!!!!!!!
to tu meri uljhan ban gaya!
Chaha tujhe bhul jana.....
to tu mera mukaddar ban gaya!
Chaha tuhe na chahna...
to tu mera wajood ban gaya!
Chaha tere pyar ko chhupana...
to tu meri pehchan ban gaya!
Chaha tujhe aankhon me chhupana...
to tu katra aansoon ka ban gaya!
Chaha tujhse jo kuchh na kehna....
to zindagi ka fasana ban gaya!
Chaha tujhse jo kuchh kehna....
to na jane kab anjana ban gaya!
Chaha tere sapno me basna...
to tu ratjagon ka karn ban gaya!
Chaha jo teri subah ko rangana...
to tu neeli shamo ka ghera ban gaya!
Chaha teri aankhon me basna...
to tu khud ek najara ban gaya!
Chaha jo teri zindagi me tham jana...
to tu chalta firta waqt ban gaya!
Chaha tujh me hi kahin bas jana...
to tu hi meri aawargi ban gaya!
Thursday, February 7, 2008
BASANTI
tu har hindustani ki kahani banke.......
Seene me dhadke tu,
wahi sailab toofani banke.....
Aankhon se chhalakata sa,
aaj bhi khun-e-rawani banke.......
Aa rang ja fir se,
joonoon-e-basanti me apni jawani banke.....
Naam
aur har rat palkon ko gudguda jati hai....
khwabon ki chiknai to dekho..
her nind fisal hi jati hai...
chidyon ke par,titliyon ke rang aur bele ki sugandh..,
aaj bhi har rat ko kahaniyon sa bun jati hai....
baste me band us kachhe aam ki khusboo
kyon aaj bhi swad me ghul si jati hai...
us gay ke bachhde ka nam aur uska chalna pehli bar
yad aa aaj bhi masoomiyat si mang lati hai.....
wo gudiya ki shadi aur jhuke neem k pedon ki dali...
jehan me ghul sab gulabi kar jati hai....
pyaj k kuchh phool aur sabke hisse ki alag kyariyan...
kabhi-kabhi har rang ko dhani kar jati hai....
daudti thakati soch ki ladiyan relgadiyon si...
us namkeen se aanchal me jakar tham si jati thi...
khele the kitne hi khel tere aangan me....
tu har khel me mujhse hara karti thi....
kal tha jo bachpan,
aaj us kahni ka NAAM khwab rakha hai..
aur tujhko kya main NAAM doon,
tera NAAM aaj bhi maine maa rakha hai...
Ye kaun poochhta hai...
apna ye desh hindustan kyon roz naya aasma dhundhata hai?
Hai apni sarjami to wahi ek si,
fir kyon har basinda iska naya nam dhundhta hai?
Jise yakin hi nahi HINDUSTAN is ek nam par,
kaise wo humse humari pehchan poochhta hai?
Dhadkata hai yahi ek desh jab sabke seene me,
to wo kyon is dhadkan ki boli,bhasha aue rag poochhta hai?
Paida huye jis dharti par hum ek hi nam lekar.
koi humse us dharti par humara adhikar poochhta hai...
Apne chand salon ke kuchh shokhon ke liye,
koi humse humare salon purane sath ka hisab poochhta hai......