an alphabet
a letter
I write poems on topics that move me in Hindi and in English. You may also find a few sketches which I try to sometimes draw for fun's sake (I am no good).
an alphabet
a letter
Main ek kavita hu
Roj marra ke events se likhi jaa rahi ek work in progress hu
Main kuch roj ek happy kavita hu
Ya kuch roj ek sad si kahani
Main ek kavita hu
A life 'that was lived' ki paribhasha
Usse pasand jo paan ka paudha le aaya
Metro ka door uske liye band nahi hone diya
Seeti maarke auto ko maine rok diya
Phir saamne khade hoke sab ko baju hatne bola
Bike rides pasand toh google naye laaya
Papa ki bike mein petrol bhi udhaar ka dalvaya
Baraf ka gola pasand woh bhi leke aaya
Color hue daath, raat bhar brush se nahi nikaal paya
'Walks' pasand toh walking shoes leke aaya
)amba chalaya - phir har jagah vasilene lagaya
Grass pe baithne se pehle, jacket uske liye bhichaya
Phir pointed uss grass pe apne bum ko bada sataya
Finally phir jaake jab 'I love you bola'
'We are just friends' bolke - usne kiss de dala
Raat bhar jo sooye nahi
Yaad teri mein, rooye bhi nahi
Tu jo saamne aayi nahi
Tujhe bhoole se bhi bhoole nahi
The waves started to ebb
Taking away the world with it
A boat, 2 oars and a person
It was after all 'The End'
I stand here today
And with a sight
A dream may be
Or hallucinogens playing my mind
Raat bhar phir sooye nahi
Tere majoodgi mein bhi rooye nahi
Tu jo ab saamne aayi hai
Tujhe bhoole se bhi chodenge nahi
woh tara hai tu
dur kahi
Yeh ped hoo main
chaya meri
mil jaaye hum
chal kahi
dur, chaao mei muqammal
kare baaten humari.
Woh X ko isi X se kaatenge hum
Circuit jaise, Munna Bhai MBBS ke
Hakka Noodle ko bag mein band kar ke
Dhulai bhi karenge hum.
Ab saare X ki yaado ko
Diwali ke phul-jhadi sa jalaenge hum
Aur usi sulgati kaadi(कड़ी) ko
Unke ghusayenge hum
Ab saare X ko - iss X se kaatenge hum
10 hajaar waali ladi
Peeche laga ke
Gali gali daudaenge hum.
Aur jo woh 'एक' haseen X hai.
उसकी yaad me
2 ashq aaj bahayenge hum
Aur उसे phir gale se laga ke 'Ishq aaj bhi hai' bolenege hum.
Sometimes the walls start to close in
Claustrophobia starts to set
Reaching the breaking point
Insanity starts to creep
Where does it stop?
You give up, but the fight's still on
Battered but can't out
Trudging on, tattered dreams
Futile - everything seems
When will it stop?
Now mustering that last bit of strength
To fight that one bit longer
To not give up, just yet
And wait to start over again
Can only hope, for favourable conditions!
1. Phoolo se khusbhu chura legi
Baarish se boonde chura legi
Suraj se kirne chura legi
Kavitaon se mushare chura legi
Yeh ladki
Aaag laga degi
Aag laga degi
Aag laga degi
2. Rajma se jab chawal milenge
Kadi se pakore jab milenge
Butter Chicken se pyaaz kab milenge
Lassi se makkhan jab milenge
Ishq mein jab do premi milenge
Doono
Aag laga denge
Aag laga denge
Aag laga denge
3.
Raat bhar jo sooye nahi
Yaad teri mein, rooye bhi nahi
Tu jo saamne aayi nahi
Tujhe bhoole se bhi bhoole nahi
The waves started to ebb
Taking away the world with it
A boat, 2 oars and a person
It was after all 'The End'
I stand here today
And with a sight
A dream may be
Or hallucinogens playing with my mind
Raat bhar phir sooye nahi
Tere majoodgi mein bhi rooye nahi
Tu jo ab saamne aayi hai
Tujhe chodna hum chahte nahi
Chand ko sooraj maine, tere ishq mein bana diya
Chandni see baat kar, taro ko bhi mana liya
Chamke ge bas tere liye, Yeh aaj mera vada raha
Thandi fiza ka sahara lekar, tujhe gala se laga liya
Tu chand ban, ya ban tu khwaab
Khwaab jo poora hua
Tu khwaab ban, ya ban tu raat
raat jo poori hui!
Sun e-chanda, tere dil ka haal main jaanu hun
Tere ishq ka soz yun iss tarah chada mujhpe
Jaise Parle G ki dastaan with chai
Na doob paaya poora tujh mein
Na tu mujhse kabi azaad rahi mujhse.
Give me a few letters
I'll weave them into words
Give me the night sky
I'll show you my world
Give me the two together
and
You've got yourself a poem.
1.
The sky is Blue,
Look, those birds just flew
The earth is round
And
K.G. in the 'U.S.A' is known as 'Pound'.
2.
Yellow hai phool
Yellow is cool
Butterfly Ji, see you soon
This poem has no tune
3.
Nainu nijam matladte
Nuvvu tappu antavu
Nainu tappu matladte
Nethi meeda adhal kotestavu.
(Main sach bolu
Tum usse galat keh deti ho
Main galat bolu
Tum sar pe kaanch phot deti ho)
Roshan kam hain jab zindagi
Toh raat ka andhera hai hum
Chand taare tum the raat ke mere
Ab amavas mein jee rahe hai hum
Par ehsaas iska jo hai
Tumhe thodi hai khabar?
Yeh गम toh mera hai
Tumhe thodi hai khabar?
Majboor hum bhi hai
Majboor tum bhi ho
Hum bas dil lagate hai
Tum utna hi door bhagte ho
Kuch paagal mein bhi hoon
Kuch suljhi hui tum bhi ho
Hum bas chand ki tareef mein raat guzar dete hai
Yum taaro ke saang us-e bita deti ho
Mein waqt ko dhoonde nilkla hun
Mujhe waqt se kai sawaal karne hai
Kuch aise jin ke jawaab waqt ke paas bhi na ho
Par mein waqt se milne nikal chuka hun
Jab milunga, waqt ka shagird ban jaunga
Tumhara zikr zaroor karunga
Shayad laut ke waapas na aau
Par waqt ko tumse milne bhej dunga
Mein waqt se milne nikla hun
Mein waqt se milkar hi laut ta hun
Lahu kahu, ya kahu isse mein rang?
Chalo, Rang hi keh dete hai,
Kyunki
Har baar dil tootne pe rang hi behta hai
Lahu toh sirf ek hi baar desh ke liye bhaya jaata hai
Maine Whatsapp pe bhi block kiya
Maine Facebook ko delete kar diya
Maine Instagram bhi delete kiya
Phone number bhi finally change kiya
But
Subah Shaam kare mera jiya.
piya piya oh piya piya
piya piya oh piya.
WOH KEHNE LAGE
RUHANI AWAAZ HAI TUMHARI
WOH KEHNE LAGE
IS AWAAZ MEIN GHUL JAU ME SAARI
WOH KEHNE LAGE
IS AWAAZ MEIN KUCH SUNA DO RUMANI
MAINE GALA SAAF KIYA
AND
BABY SHARK DOO DOO, DOO DOO DOO DOO MAMA SHARK DOO DOO, DOO DOO DOO DOO
पिटेगा में डू डू, डू डू डू डू
Woh bas ek hi chamakta jhumka
Woh ek haath pe saji mehendi
Woh lukha chupi khelte nain
Woh Madham si roshni!
In sab mein,
Woh halki si muskaan
Aur dhalte suraj ki kirno me chupti tu
Nazakat shabd ka arth hai tu
Uss khoobsurat si ada pe
Qurbaan ho jaau main.
Mujhe haar baar ki tarah iss baar bhi ek kahani mili
Karna kya hai uska pata nahi.
Mujhe haar baar ki tarah iss bar bhi koi prerna mili
Karna kya hai uska pata nahi
Mujhe phir na jaane kyun tum mili
Beech sadak pe gajra khareedte hue
Kabhi Gol Gappe khaate hue
Kabhi apni gali ke dogs ko naam se bulate hue
Ya yun hi apni dhun mein टहलते hue
Par iss baar main ruk gaya
(stalk nahi kar raha tha, promise)
Kyun ki mujhe pata tha karna kya hai
Mujhe tumhe, tum hi chod dena hai
Tumhare mehendi ke rang si shaam mein
Tumhare phoole ke khawaabo mein
Jahan mein kuch nahi hun
Bas ek behta badal ya
Shayad koi awaara sa bhanwra?
Mujhe ab ek prerna mili hai
Ek kahani bhi mili hai
Jo sab tum hi se prerit hai
I generally refrain from really writing about myself on these platforms, I don't really think it's a place I want to put my life out for the world to read and see but off late there is so much I've been wanting to vent about, I write and delete it and then I write again and end up deleting it, I finally thought perhaps it's time I just go ahead and let it all out of my system.
Have you ever been in a space where a single thought is the only thing that has taken up all the real estate of your mind and you are busy struggling to get it out of there to free up some space and dedicate that bandwidth to something more fruitful but one fine day you confront it and when you do, all the skeletons from your closet and theirs start to tumble out and you are left wondering if it was even worth it? I really don't know, how in the world am I supposed to fight that feeling. The constant bothering of my thoughts that have now invaded my personal space and are only causing mayhem leading to more and more sleepless nights while my mind goes on a 'What If' mode.
A chain of events let me to this path of self-destruction where I had a very difficult call to make, one that went against my desire, one that popular wisdom supported and rightly so. But why do we end up giving in to our desires of a life that once was? Why do we hold on to all the good memories but if you were to review the bad ones the ratio is far higher. Some of these questions remain unanswered even while I have an answer, I still look for an alternate one to only validate my thoughts.
Some days are tough and nights are even worse where all the brain does is, it goes into a reflective mode and only plays flashes of conversations once had and tries piecing together the missing links of unsaid statements and then makes it harder to sleep with thoughts clouding your mind. I wonder when will it happen where one day I sleep peacefully and wake up with a clean slate, ready to start my day similar to a school day and the blackboard; writing the date, a thought for the day and the new chapter that the teacher is about to teach, I wish we could get over with a hard day this easy.
I've been writing in the third person since the beginning of this blog and I've very rarely written something this personal. I wonder whether I should go ahead and make it a monologue where I question your decisions and why did it make it harder for me, while you were being indecisive and why to make it worse when my life was already at its low, coming in with a beacon of hope and as I start to invest I realize that it is only a false sense of comfort that I received; I was the one burning my fingers in the process which eventually led to a trauma that I am nursing to this day. The question here is, do I have to be direct with my accusations or just leave it here for you to pick up the pieces and make sense of it?
I think, I'll just leave it open-ended while I figure my shit out and then one fine day, erase it all to start with a new clean black slate while using some fancy-ass chalk pieces.
Ke ghar mein mere kuch yaaden phasi hai
Band almari mein sadne lagi hai
In mein kuch baaten bhi chupi hai
Dewaaro mein maine sab chunva diye hai
Le jaate yeh bhi saath apne lal batti mein
Yeh sab mujhe ab khaane lagi hai
Yeh jo khil khila rahi hai muskaan, kya tum ho?
Yeh jo khil raha hai phool, kya tum ho?
Yeh jo thandi hawa mujhe ood rahi ho, kya tum ho?
Yeh jo chidi ki awaaz hai, woh kya tum ho?
Meri, bas meri, tum ho
Har waqt ki yeh aahat tum ho
Mere har geet ka raag tum ho
Meri kavita ka ek bhaagh tum ho
Mera Ishq tum ho
Mera hona tum ho
Main tum hoon.
Ab ki baar mohabbat jab hogi
Teri aankhon se kam teri baaton se hogi
Teri muskurahat se kam teri sadgi se hogi
Jatane se kam ab isharon se hogi
Tere har dum hone se kam humare ekaant se hogi
Ab ki baar jab ishq hoga na
Toh tujh se kam 'hum' se jyaada hogi
Tere sar pe champi karke
Tere saath waqt bitana
Mujhe phir head bath lena padta hai
Kyun ki mummy ne sawaal hai karna
Tere geele baalon ko saawarna
Unpe hair styles ka experiment karna
Khush hona tujhe yeh karte dekh
Par phir teri absurdity pe bhi hasna
Tere baalo mein phool laga ke
Unhe hai saajana
Yeh toh tera shaunk hai
Mummy ne doubt hai karna
Kare jo zamana sawaal tujh se
Keh de haan pyaar hai mujh se
Keh dun gar pyaar hai tujh se
Shaadi karega kya tu mujh se?
(ladka vanishes)
Aankho ka teri mae eye drop ban jaau
Tooti heel ka teri mae fevi Kwik ban jaau
Teri jalti cigarette ka mae filter ban jaau
Tere cell phone ka mae ringtone ban jaau
Ban jaau mae tere dil ki dhadkan bhi
Ban jaau mae tere haath ki lakeer bhi
Itni gherai mujhe par raas nahi
Warna karta phirta shayari har kahi
Ban na hai mujhe tere paijaame ka nada
Bala bala - shaitaan ka saala
Aankho ka teri mae kaajal ban jaau
Tu ladkha dae toh teri baisakhi ban jaau
Kaano main teri mae jhumka ban thirku
Phool ban tere baalo mae khilu
Ban jaau mae tere dil ki dhadkan bhi
Ban jaau mae tere haath ki lakeer bhi
Ban jaau teri har saans ki wajeh bhi
Ban jaau mai teri jeene ki wajeh bhi
Ishq mai tere mae khud ko bhool jaau
Bas tere ishq ke liye duniya se lad jaau.
I sneak in words, words that flatter
I sneak in lines, lines (to you) that don't matter
But I try not to barge in and demand an answer
I wait patiently on the sidelines while watching you go farther
Yes, I sneak in words for - why should not I?
I adore you girl, and I desire to be by your side.
Uss neele chatt ke neeche, hum dono kuch iss tarah sooye
Ek din jab subah uthe, bas aankh malne lage
Ek dooje ko pehchaan ne se bhi, inkaar karne lage.
Ah, the futility of it all. This entire blog too. Usage of the word Love has been overdone. I apologise. I didn't have fun reading it either, I hope you did. It's only here coz the effort I put in writing. I am Soni, I know it's a failure but I'll still go through, after all let's go all the way, might just survive.