November 25th, 2009 -- Posted in my life, poetry, self composed |
[SELF COMPOSED]
Kaash Koyi Hota
Kaash koyi Hota , Jo Samajhta is Dil Ko..
Baarish ki pehli boond
aur
Sard subah ki pehli dhoop ko…
Samajhta un ehsason ko , Jo shabdon se baiyaan nahin hote..
Aur
Samajhta us ek aansun ko jo aankhon tak aata to hai , par kahin kho sa jata hai…
Kaash koyi Hota , Jo Samajhta is Dil Ko..
Dil mein chupe hazaroon armaano ko,
Un ankahee khayalon ko,
Mujhko aur meri Tanhayi ko…
Kaash koyi Hota , Jo Samajhta Is Dil Ko , Is shayeri ko. ..
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November 15th, 2009 -- Posted in my life, poetry, self composed |
My sincere apologies to all my readers for not updating my blog for a long time.. but that doesn’t mean i have stopped thinking or my heart has stopped working…
As i always say Whenever a thought strikes your heart and soul never let it go waste convert it into words…
Since its a little difficult to blog then and there, i tried to convert those thoughts in SMS and here are a few msgs that i composed whenever i found myself lonely…
Kehte hain Duniya simat si gayi hai… Chund taaron se judh si gayi hai…
Par is mobile aur net ki duniya mein, humne to khudko bheed mein bhi tanha paya hai..
Do ghoont pine ke baad rota paya hai..
Kisi ke intezaar mein waqt ko bhool gaye hain, Intezaar kiska hai ab to yeh bhi bhool gaye hain…
Hamari nazaron se dekho duniya bikhar si gayi hai, Taaron ke jaal mein Fus si gayi hai…
Yeh Rishte bhi kitne ajeeb hote hain na??? Kab kisse jud jaye iski khabar hi khan hone dete hain… Kis baat se toot jayen yeh kisko pata… Ehmiyat inki tab pata chulti hai jb kisi se toot kar kahin aur jate hain…
Whenever we do something in LIFE , The word “IF” always raise so many questions and possibilities making it too difficult to take a decision..
But that’s what “L-IF-E” is right???
Ek bade se shaher ke ek chote se kone mein baithe huye, Jub in aankhon se nikle ek aansun se maine pucha ki Tum kyun aayee..
Jawab aaya ki ek dost ko yun akele dekha to saath dene chule aayee…
Sitting on the steps outside the mess.. I asked myself ”Am I Lonely???” My heart said “NO”..
Sitting in my room, near the Full moon.. I asked Again, My heart said “NO”..
Sitting at home Mile away from Friends, Was i lonely, “NO”
What has changed Now.. Why is everything Different..
Is it the weather, or the place.. Is it me or the My Friends..
Maybe its the work that creates the space.. Which is difficult to displace…
What is wrong with me for Heaven’s sake.. Its a mobile not a personal Page!!!
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February 28th, 2009 -- Posted in my life, poetry |
Posted by mobile phone:
“Just a random thought at the middle of night..
Pardon me for the idiotic rhyme, and understand the feeling behind…”
I always thought i was different
And doesn’t need any other person for existence…
Friends n Girl friend all were there..
But i got comfort alone at stairs…
So many dreams, but so little i could do..
So many people, but alone i was that is true..
I was abnormal..
but never bothered…
Coz i was different..
And needed no one for existence..
But when the cool wind blows..
And i stand in corridors…
Alone i don’t want to be..
But find no one along with me…
Friends girl friend still there somewhere..
But that special someone nowhere…
Its then when i feel..
I need someone with mee…
Not a girlfriend whom i thought was different..
Not a group of friends who don’t understands…
A guy or a gal i don’t care..
But who enjoys this air,
The night and its flare…
The fluttering leaves and the chimering winds…
Not a word to say bt a million to feel..
That’s how a special person should bee..
And only for mee..
Life is not that fair,
work work and work that’s all it spares…
To enjoy the winds you need wings..
A support to break the bonds..
And to find a way out of thorns…
I know i am different..
And i need someone not for existence
But for persistence…
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July 27th, 2008 -- Posted in self composed |
i was thinking about a sms to forward to my frens.. but instead composed these few lines:–
WATER WATER ALL AROUND…
RAINING FROM SKY..
TEARS FROM EYES…
SAME YET DIFF. IN HEART…
A HARMONY UNSUNG…
MAKING ME REALIZE HOW SHORTLIVED THIS BEAUTY IS!!!
Well there’s lots i wanna write but witing for the right time..
will update soon…
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April 10th, 2007 -- Posted in my life |
OK tell me how will u feel when sm1 u like… is interested in sm1 else.. or whn that sm1 asks u for suggestions regarding her love life n abt sm1 whom she kindoff like… knowing that i also kindoff like her… ya ya i know she wants to be just my best fren…. bt cant i ever be sm1 more than a fren for a girl…
am so pissed of with the foll lines used by 100’s of girls who were or are a part of my life…
1>u r one of the best guy i hv ever met…
2>ur hrt is so pure n how can u care so muh abt a girls feelings…
3>u the best fren i can ver get…
4>am so lucky to hv a fren like u… i mean u understand me n its always so comfortable to talk to u n to share my feelings with u…
n so on… bt in a nutshell i can be a best fren… a gr8 guy to talk to n a person whom u want in ur life as a fren always… bt i can nvr be sm1 whom a girl cn like more than a fren… this all reminds me of the movie “just frens(2005)”which i saw in Srilanka-Singapore flight…
ya i know thats not 100% truth… “jisne hume chaha use hum chah na sake… jisko chahte the use pa na sake…”
bt still yaar… is it fair… that am on top whn taken as a fren n no where in the list when u think beyond that…
may be thats destiny……… n ya i knw nw u’ll hv 100 reasons totell me this is so.. bt let me be very frank… am nt going to change for ny1…
i love being senti,romantic… i like slow music,dim lights,cool breeze,romantic movies….. n all that kinda stuff… am possesive abt my frens coz i really care… am nt like those who make frens just 4 the time they wd them… if i take sm1 as my fren i take that frenship forever… 4 me love n frenship are some serious things… n i dont like jokes abt these relationships…..
nyways… bahut ho gya… lets leave it i know… sm1 smwhere can understand all these things… n i’ll get her smday…. n till than happy to be single….
btw a new quote>> love all trust few…(nt at all related to nything above bt related to my previous entries)
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