Thursday, December 24, 2020

Freestyle Poetry - Orchestra

 an alphabet 

a letter

a word 

an evolution of a thought
from a constant buzz 
knocking the four corners of the mind
to a coherent thought on paper 
a word - a chain of words
a sentence - a paragraph
pouring emotions
Expression!
Poetry - an attempt
An ongoing conflict in the mind
To a couplet or a sonnet 
To making it ryhme or freestyle
Expression - free of conflict
Now exposed 
Tell me now, valdiate me now
Wait - I am not done
This is just an attempt
My magnum opus - a poem - an opera -  an orchestra!

Sunday, December 20, 2020

Kavita ki Paribhasha

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

Thursday, December 10, 2020

Friendzone hogaya ladka

 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

Friday, December 4, 2020

Monday, November 23, 2020

Bhoole se bhoolenge nahi

 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 Planet hai tu

 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

 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.

Monday, November 16, 2020

When will a new phase start?

 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!

Tuesday, November 3, 2020

Silly Poems Set 2 - Aag Laga degi

 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 sooye nahi - a bit cringe

 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

Tu chand ban, ya ban tu Khwaab

 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!

Hijr ka Zakm - toh kaafi ghera

 Sun e-chanda, tere dil ka haal main jaanu hun

Ishq tere ka anjaam - toote dil - pe kya likhu?

Iss dard-e-tanhai ka aalam kuch aisa raha

Taron ki sohbat mein
Jaam ke nashe mein
Raat bhar tu roota raha
Kabhi poora dikha
Toh kabhi nashe mein dhuth, gayab raha
Ishq mein fanaa hua
Ishq mein banjar raha!

Dharti, tera kya main kehna sunu
Chanda toh tere ishq se mazloom raha
Tu insaa ke ishq se mahrum raha
Ab shab mein jo jhalak mil jaati hai
Ussi se teri raaten kat jaati hai.

Yeh dekh kavi ne tab likha
Hijr ka yeh zakhm, toh kaafi ghera
Raqib sang jab tujhe dekh
Chanda dozakh ja pauncha
Aur tu, kisi aur ki ishq mein
Har rooj thoda sa katl hua!

Friday, October 16, 2020

Azaad Parle G - Doobi Chai

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.

Sunday, October 11, 2020

Give me words - I'll give you a poem

 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.

Silly Poems Set

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)


Monday, September 28, 2020

Tumhe Thodi hai Khabar?

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?

Wednesday, September 16, 2020

I always do that, just depends for who!

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

Monday, September 14, 2020

Main Waqt ko dhoondne nikla hun

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

Friday, September 11, 2020

Lahu ya Rang?

 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

Thursday, September 10, 2020

Piya piya oh piya piya

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.

Baby Shark doo doo doo

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

Tuesday, September 1, 2020

Madham, Jhumka, Mehendi

 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. 


Karna Kya Hai, Pata Nahi.

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


Sunday, August 30, 2020

A Piece Of Me

 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



Sunday, August 23, 2020

Yeh jo Khil Raha 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.

Friday, August 21, 2020

Ab ki baar bar jab Ishq hoga na

 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

Wednesday, August 12, 2020

Shaadi ke naam pe - Jeero!

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)

Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Cheezy Roshesh Love Poem

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 

Cheezy Bollywood Terrace Love Poem

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.

Dropping Words Slyly

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.

Tuesday, August 4, 2020

Aahatein - Agnee - Story

This song is a gem. Its beautiful at multiple levels - every line, every word it's just perfect, there is nothing that's wrong with it and the unplugged version is even better, I have been listening to it on loop, oh! what an absolute delight, this one. 
The amount of longing in the song and the lament in the voice of singer just keepings me coming back and wanting to listen to it day in and day out. 

Aahatein, ho rahin teri
Dil ke dar pe mere
Tu yahin hai kahin na kahin

To be able to write(lyrically) something like this and to sing and to make one feel that emotion of belonging to someone it's beyond me to write them.

Kabhi mere khwab sa
Kabhi uljhe jawaab sa
Ke chanda mein bhi daag sa
Mere jaisa tu

As flawed as you are, I match you in every aspect of your flaws and that's exactly what makes us 'US' - you and I - a puzzle flawed in our own rights yet perfection when together. 

Tera hoon main, tujhe kyon na yaqeen hai!
Chaahat mein meri aakhir kya kami hai?
Tujhme hi toh chhupi meri khudi hai
Meri khudi kuch na sahi

And here - he just steals my heart - his plea, so heart wrenching, one can feel it from the notes of the song. But who is it that's listening? 
You and I or just me, the one left at closed doors with a no-entry sign, trying to plead my way in but what does an empty house have to offer?
A desolate place has nothing about haunting memories, of a life once lived to glimpse and of all the promises never fulfilled.

Standing right at the threshold of uncertainty, of despair and of helplessness - we stand at the gates, wide ajar, rustling leaves, only a sense of gloom as an answer being conveyed as a whisper, so as to not shatter but to hold on till one is right outside all by himself to be left at the mercy of the elements and no one, absolutely no one to cajole and comfort while everything else is crumbling.

This is the space, a graveyard where desires come to commit mass suicide, of promises crucified and of happiness caged. This is the end of the road and the only way out of here is to brush off the pain and rise with the help of crutches disguised as friends or any well wisher and here we rise to restart the journey once again and eventually come back here in the end to finally lay ourselves to rest. 

Gori Chitti

Je tu gori chitti
Mae vi gabru jawaa 

Je tu photo te filter paave 
Ta mae vi tuade layi geet gaava

Je tu insta toh hatte 
Ta mai ve tik tok hai chadna 

Kol beh ke tuade mae
Baba Bulle Shah de bol nu pada 

Quran Karim de varkh ne chitte
Uthe likhi ve sihai kaali

Translation-

Thou be fair and lovely 
I too am a young boy

Filters on your photo
I too shall sing songs for you 

The day you quit insta
I too shall, Tik Tok. 

I'll then sit by your side 
And narrate the words or Baba Bulle Shah.

The Holy Quran may have white pages 
But the text on it is in black ink

(basically calling out our obsession with fair skin, while the Holy Quran itself is not obsessed with white, why are we then?)

Note: Couldn't verify if those lines were by Baba Bulleh Shah or someone else. Please correct me.

Sunday, August 2, 2020

Indian Mard - Gold Goggles

She says, chalo saiyaan, time for date
I get ready, taaki I don't get late
Ponds powder, to look goora
Dolche perfume, I know, expensive thoda

Bell bottom Jean, gale main gold chain
And goggle on hair, with a gold frame 
Tooth pick, daaton ke beech chaba ke
Unbuttoned shirt, ab apan nikle

Bike pe, my silencer blaring like a siren
She sees me coming, hogayi woh lifeless
Ab toh laal paan khaana baaki tha,
Indian mard ki identity kaise jaatu bhala?

Maine Keh diya (Tu mili, main mila)

Main chand se sauda kar aaya hoo
Chandni ab sirf meri hogi

Chandni ne sawal kiya, kyun bhala?
Maine keh diya

Tu mili, main mila
Main mila, tu mili(*2)
Repeat after mee

Duniya jale toh jale

Saturday, August 1, 2020

Nath recites a tale

How does one not drown in those eyes
Two fluttering butterflies

Upar se kajal bhi you apply,
Tell me, how does a man not die?

There are numerous tales your nath recites
The sight of it just mesmerize

Bewitched now, I've lost my mind 
A bit of solace, my heart not now finds.

On paper in ink you come alive 

Ekant ka paudha

Ekant main ek chota paudha tha
Uske aas paas kuch nahi tha
Woh paani ke liye taras gaya
Upar nahi woh neeche ki taraf badne laga 

Saalo beet gaye

Ekant main ab ek throny stem tha 
Dur dur tak bas wahi tha
Ab ek din achanak bhukpam aaya
Jade mazboot thi toh woh sambhal gaya

Din beete 

Ab yaha bhukam ne ek void chod diya 
Jade toh itne neeche tak thi jaha paani tha
Toh jab jab woh paani leta, 
Tab tab void bharta jaata

Mahine beete 

Akele ek taapu pe woh khada tha
Aas paas talab ban chuka tha
Woh ab akele nahi tha
Paani saath tha

News reporter

Gaur se dekhiye is khaufnaak Jad ko
Yeh Pracheen kaal se
*Insert Any God name* Bhoomi ko pollute kar raha hai.
Our country demands - The Nation wants to know, Why this atrocious monstrosity!

Few seconds later
Uss stem ne gusse main jado ko mobilise किया 
Uss reporter ke neechi ki dharti cave in ho gayi
Woh mar gaya

Khani khatam Happy Ending.

Medha ki poetry ko reply

Maine pathjhad ke saare phool chun liye hai
Maine guldasta banana seekh ke, un phoolo ko saath main piroya hai

Pathjhad sirf tum kyun chunogi
Chun chun ke, akele iska kya karogi?

Phool toh khair har mausam main khilte hai
Yeh khanan(fossil) jo tumne aaj sambhaala hai
Iska tum kya karogi?
Dafna do gi, ya yaado ke saath pirho do gi?

Tumhari hi kavita ka ansh churaya hai
Usse sabhdo main maine pihroya hai
--

Pathjhad ko chodo, tum taare chun lo,
Ve - jab udaas hogi - sirf tumhare liye chamkenge yun

Dil kush hoga, 
Muskaan bhi khilegi.
Tera apna ek ambar hoga
And you'll be it's chaandni

Aag Laga Dega

Maine 4 bottle vodka bhi piya
Maine Angrezi beat pe trip bhi kiya 
Body odour ke liye Axe bhi lagaya
Goorepan ke liye Fair and Handsome bhi lagaya

Main Bike pe stunt bhi kiya 
Main Bet main vein bhi kaata 
Main K K K K Kiraaan bhi kiya 
Main Suraj hua Madam pose bhi kiya 

Bollywood ka har woh formula fail hua
Aur main creepy label hua. 

Phir Mahan Shayar
Anu Ji Malik Ji ne kaha

Yeh Ladka 
Aag laga dega 
Aag laga dega
Aag laga dega 

Paheli Rahi

Ke zulfe teri, jo un-suljhi rahi 
Woh kehte rahe, tu ek paheli rahi 

Paheli woh, jo na kise samajh aaye
Jise samajh aaye, woh tu khud rahi 

Sehlaab

Ke aab bhi bahe sukoon se 
Jab tak tujhe na dekh le

Dekh ke tujhe sehlaab bane
Aab khud doobe, tere ishq mai

Aab - water.

Aankhon ki Shikayat

Aankho main shikayate toh hai kaafi saari
Par kahu toh kis se kahu?

Pad lo bas woh sabab aanko main mere
Na rafiq se keh saku, na ishq se 

Sabab - reason 
Rafiq - friend 


Dhuan Hua

Shaam jo dhuan hua
Main bhi chupp gaya

Na jaane kis soz mai
Khud ko jhonk diya!

When I sprout from my Grave

Mukhtar hoo main tagaful se tire
Phir bhi magar, chain-o-karaar nahi

Kabar se mire, jab gul banke khilu
Eh bewafa, aab se khair inkaar mat kar dena tu

----

I am free of your neglect,
yet I am not at peace

When I grow out as a flower from my grave
Oh unfaithful one, do not deny me of water.

Main Raakh Hoo

Dil mera raakh hai
Is raakh kya kya karoge?

Maathe pe laga lo ge
Ya hawa main uda do ge

Dibi main bandh, apne paas rakh lo ge
Ya matke main bandh, jal parvah do ge?

Is raakh ka kya hi kar lo ge?

Undelivered Khat

Mera khat tujh tak pauncha nahi
Shayad Kahi gum gaya hai

Dil bheja tha tere liye pauncha nahi
Shayad kisi aur ne rakh liya hai

Dil doosra kaha se laau, milega nahi
Ab tu hi bata, karna kya hai?

Memory of silly me

Like this setting sun
One day, I too shall set.
Like this orange hue
Ones to miss me will only be a few.

The night keeps you company
My poetry will play my symphony
The stars sparkle, and the moon welcomes
I'll fade away slowly with the clouds

To you, I'll leave behind a promise
A new dawn shall keep my memory alive.

A memory of silly, a memory of poetry, a memory of me!

Ishq Waala Poem

Aaj socha kuch ishq pe likhte hai,
 
Insaan jab co exist karna seekh jaata hai, woh ishq karne lagta hai.
 
Ishq main woh seekhta hain silence main jeena.
 
Ishq main woh rukna bhi jaanta hai Ishq main letting go bhi jaanta hai.
 
Ishq main jab insaan selfless ho jaata hai
 
Tab ishq main insaan taral ho jaata hai.
 
Last line - borrowed by a poem of @udan khatola.

Ghar

ज़रा गिरेबान मै अपने झांको,
यहां फोन पर रोता बेबस मजदूर मिलेगा

यहां पुलिस से पिटा दाढ़ी वाला खां नहीं कुमार मिलेगा,
यहां घर जाता कोई खामाखा मारा गया खा मिलेगा

यहां बूडा भी मिलेगा
यह बच्चा भी मिलेगा

यहां अध्यापक भी मिलेगा
यहां छात्र भी मिलेगा

बेवजह मारा हर कोई मिलेगा
यहां दलित भी, यहां छुआछूत भी।

साथ ही साफ तोह करिए अपने घर को भी।

Neele Chatth

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. 

This too is life

You are wise.
You are young

There is more to life
That's the surprise.

You will be wiser
You'll be older

That's when you realise
This too is life.

Sunday, July 26, 2020

Bhajan - Inspiration

Radhe bina shaam hai adha
Chanda bina raat hai gheri
Manjhi bina kaha kinara 
Tere bina nahi yeh kahtaa

Sanjh ke bina chidi kaha
Ghar ko waapas tere aate
Kaajal bina aankh hai sooni 
Mere bina kya tu hogi poori?

Sooraj bina din na hota 
Bol bina yeh geet na rachta
Sparsh gar, mehsoos na hota
Prem ka ehsaas tumhe na hota 

Madira bina maikhana na hota
Saaqi bina phir mehfil na hoti
Gehri yaha gar baaten na hoti
Meri kami mehsoos na hoti

Raah bina rahgir na hota 
Kuda bina tu peer na hota
Jeevan main gar prem na hua
Bichdan ka dard phir kaise saha

Monday, July 13, 2020

Aahatein - Agnee

Aahatein, ho rahin teri
Dil ke dar pe mere
Tu yahin hai kahin

Kabhi mere khwab sa
Kabhi uljhe jawaab sa
Ke chanda mein bhi daag sa
Mere jaisa tu

Ke dariya ka ho ik sira
Ke armaano ka silsila
Ke sehra mein bhi aab sa
Mere jaisa tu, mere jaisa tu

Listen to this version, here and thank me later. 

Make sure you listen to the flute that comes in in the later half of the song. 

Again, do I really have to delve into the beautiful lyrics of this song?
I mean isn't it self explanatory already?

This one I'll let it sit here only coz it's so beautiful and I am currently listening to it on loop and loving the flute. 

Until next song. 

Monday, July 6, 2020

Saawali Si Raat

Barfi ke tukde sa, chanda dekho aadha hai
Dheere dheere chakhna zara
Hansne rulane ka aadha-pauna vaada hai
Kankhi se takna zara


Ye jo lamhe hain lamhon ki behti nadi mein
Haan bheeg loon, haan bheeg loon
Ye jo aankhen hain aankhon ki gumsum zubaan ko
Main seekh loon, haan seekh loon

Ankahee si guftagu, ansuni si justajoo
Bin kahe, bin sune, apni baat ho gayi
* Sawali Si Raat

I hate the texture Arijit Singh uses for his voice in this song, inspite of being on my playlist I've never really paid real attention to the lyrics until someone pointed them out to me and I just can't get them out of my head and if I can't get a lyrics out of my head, I've got to write about it. 

There is so much happiness and nostalgia in the song, I can't just help but marvel at the wonderful similes used to describe a multitude of emotions. 
Chand, barfi ban gaya kyun ki movie ka naam Barfi hai and jaise tukde tukde ko savour kar ke main Barfi kaaju ki khaata hoo, chand ko bhi rooj tukde tukde dekh, kush hote hai na? 

He then beautifully describes 'moments' as a stream and how it's always flowing - how many of us try and stop to savour the sound of a flowing stream, rustling leaves, dripping pans out in the open when it's pouring heavily, the sound of thunder and then moving on to decipher emotions like a magician learning the codes of his new trick or a thief sensing the clicks of the safe and de-coding it's language. 

Just like that, I've learned the language of eyes that hide behind a layer of Kajal. There is so much one can convey but hiding it all behind a plethora of emotions yet everytime, every single time, eyes give them away and that completes our conversation. 

Not a word uttered, not a moment wasted. They've said what they had to and I've understood what I needed to. Beauty of the language of happiness and love. 

Oh this song has developed a whole new meaning for me now. Beautiful!

Wednesday, July 1, 2020

Expression of Thoughts - 2

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EOD


Kavi (2/2)

Dead Poets Society - Inspired

Conforming to the tenets of society
We merge into society 
Viewing the world at eye level
Vision impaired - in a crowd we settle.

Barricades around us, choking on the old 
Living on, this is life - we've been told. 
Step up, on a desk, may be - your vision transforms
Perspective change, shattering our myopic conforms.

Not a part of the whole - we've now broken off 
On the fringe now, at every step we'll be asked to halt.
Mad men we are not, we view life different
Ceased to now follow, learning always - I am a student.

Yawp now, yawp like a mad man - gibberish 
Write now, simple and plain - yet distinct
Break now, break free of your shackles - feel estacy 
Live now, live on terms set by you - remain idiosyncratic!

Carpe diem!
O Captain! My Captain!

Tuesday, June 30, 2020

Waqt aur Mann

Waqt aur Mann
Hain is Aan ke do pehlu
In pehluo ka kaidi main
---

Mann ki paribhasha kuch aisi hai
---
Jaise chanchal hawa ka rukh
Jaise saanth sagar ke kinare ka sukh 
Jaise krodith ho uthi nadi ki baad 
Jaise sahar ki, sammohit karti ek raag
----

Waqt ki paribhasha kuch aisi hai
---
Jo samajh gaya woh gyaani
Gar na samjha toh man maani
Yeh lekhak hai, lekh likhe kuch anokhe
Na sune na samjhe, yeh kabhi na kisi ke liye tehre
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Waqt aur Mann
Chahe koi kitna kehle 
Na samajh mae chale jaata hoo
Inke sangarsh main, zindai -

Meri baatae jaata hoo.

Tuesday, June 2, 2020

Expression of Thoughts.

Tu aur kisi ka na hoo na main jeete ji mar jaungi
Teri khaatir duniya se ab Tanhaa hi lad jaaungi

- Chameli

Expression of thoughts, that's what I do best.

You need to stop. Stop right here and go back. You are just makikg yourself miserable. I don't intend to. But you are just causing yourself too much pain by being here. 

And trust me, I am not saint or a sufi or a stoic or any of those enlightened philosophers - I'll ensure you are miserable. You know how? Coz now you feel exactly how I did. I am as clueless as I was then but atleast I don't regret about decisions that I imposed on others. Coz I didn't, it was a choice that was made. I let people fly. Will do so too.

So now my question? What's in it here that you seek? My wisdom? My pain or my journey?
My journey has been ardous and full of tumult, can you walk over it bare foot, bleeding with every step? No you can't, my journey is not yours to take.

I don't wish ill feelings, may be in a different life, you'd be my beer buddy but that's in a different life, may be. Never ever again thrust people to act the way you think appropriate, may be that's your appropriate not theirs. May be if travel plans turn out fruitful, may be! May be! May be!

I'd like to tell you, if you've watched Avengers, haan chubta hai bahut andar tak, it's like you lying on the bed of pins (like Dr. Strange) that are painful and piercing but they don't kill you, you are tortured. But you can't die yet. 

Shayad, you might get back in your old space and things get better but you've got to wait out the storm you've got to be real patient - don't ever rush things because they come in with that much force and when they leave it's just devastation(Tsunami videos google karo, chalo) You don't want that experience at a young age. I was that age once. I would like to think I am wiser now coz whether you want it or not, it exists to build character (Calvin and Hobbes reference).

Dozakh samajhte ho, jaao google karo, I've been a guest there, my life thrust me there - I pray to God, none of you readers ever see that space of helplessness. So, man up and listen to what I have to say carefully. 

I lost many of my spots - external forces at play and I blame them and I am filled with rage. Yes. 
But that's my problem. I'll deal with it. Woh mera karam hain, Bhagvat Gita padi hai? Karam jo hai woh pratham karya hai. Aapki aatman ka woh ek yardstick hai aapke jeevan safalta ka. Main mere karam nibha raha hoo. 

You know, I am still not perfect, Krishn bhi toh shaap se hi mare the, unka shav uthane koi nahi aaya, jungle main janwaar ki bhaati shikar kiye gaye. Kyun ki hum insaan hain and our vices take over our sense of discernment and we fail to call out the right from the wrong under the disguise of Karam.

I know you might be feeling these words here are pointless but try and understand where I am coming from..

I wish you readers all best, sachi. Main toh kayi door ja chuka hoo, mujhe pata bhi nahi kitna door. I am just chugging also like a train engine, now with no bogeys. 
Tum sabhi ko nahi chalna hai mere peeche.

Abhi bhi wahi kehta hoo, Bedi mat bano - tum koi jailer nahi ya koi afsr - ki bedi baan di aur socha, chalo ab main sukoon main hoo. Bedi ab toot gayi hai na? Kya mila?

Har koi jail se escape ka hi sochta hai, koi nahi sochta, haan main yaha kush hoo. Koi sochta hai? Shawshank dekho, it's a wonderful film.
Laalach bhi kisi ko kabhi rook nahi paaya. Woh galati mat karna - bedi toot gayi toh laalach de ke rook lena. Phir back fire hoga. (Again watch the above mentioned movie - here I am referring the warden).

Toh meri raaye maano ya mat maano. Main bas itna bolta hoo - ruko - patiently ruko. Yaha nahi rukna hain. Yaha tumko sirf hollow utensils hi milegenge. Tum yaha kaafi saal late aaye ho. Pehle hi aa jaate, toh shayad yeh quagmire main phaste hi na. 

But I'll still say - do not fuck it up. Wait. It's going to get better. It might get better. But just don't fuck it up. 

I'll leave you with lots of love. I'll leave you with wisdom. I'll leave you with hope that you have learned. 

I'll leave you all to never see you again.

Kavi! (1of2)

Friday, May 22, 2020

Ae Dil Hai Mushkil/Hiatus

Yeh rooh bhi meri
Yeh jism bhi mera
Utna mera nahi
Jitna hua tera

Tune diya hai jo
Woh dard hi sahi
Tujhse mila hai toh
Inaam hai mera
.......

Tujhko main kitni
Shiddat se chaahun
Chaahe toh rehna tu be-khabar
Mohtaaj manzil ka toh nahi hai
Ye ek tarfa mera safar, safar
Khoobsurat hai manzil se bhi
.........

Did you guys manage to guess that it would be this song? 

Oh! and I am planning on taking a hiatus, a short break you may call it; may be a week or two not more. I have to go back - rebuild and fortify my position, aree bhai Quarantine khatam ho raha hai toh ab sab introspection chod chaad ke waapus jaana hai wahi jaha se yaha aaye the.

Small talk kaafi hui ab jaayenge hum gaane ki rooh ko samjhne. Rooh samjahte toh? Rooh woh hai jo amar hai, iska anth nahi. Yeh woh hai jo aapko ishvar se joode rakhti hai. Ishvar aapka khuda - in this context, his lord is his love for her. He worships his love.

The song is my favourite not because it's sad but soley for the lyrics and the emotion they incite. Now the protagonist is in love with a woman and it's unrequited (see the movie) but that doesn't stop him from loving her. Nobody can stop an individual from loving anybody, not even me. 

Have you ever realised how fragile a human mind can be and even delicate is our body, mitti se bane hai hum bas paani daalo ya krodhit ho jaao - toh hum kya humaara vajood sab dhul jaayega. 
And when you surrender that which belongs to you to somebody special, you are left with longing. Rooh bhi de di, jism bhi de diya, mera sab tujhe de diya and mere paas ab sirf bachi hai teri yaaden and mere paas kai saalo ki yaaden hai, main jee lunga. Woh jee lega. 

And the line, Mohtaaj manzil ka toh nahi hai
Ye ek tarfa mera safar, that's the best part of the song the protagonist is narrating; in life you don't need to have a definitive goal, occassionally we are chasing something so elusive the world calls us mad, mad he/she may be and is looked down upon but then that's his/her way of life. It's the path I chose and walk on it, I will - all the perils and the uncertainty - it's what I chose. 

There is a beautiful story I had come across once. The world kept telling Majnu that his Laila is dark skinned akin to a moonless night and in his response he says, 'the letters in the Holy Book are written in black, so now tell me when a life what you live by is inscribed in black, who are you to question, who I chose to live with?' - kaafi deep hai!

Coming back to what the song expresses, he loves the girl for sure and will love her till the end of his days but he is not dependent on the outcome coz he has given up on it and rather is living with something even more poignant, her in the best form - a beautiful memory, like the memory of old childhood tales, of imagination and wonder, of nostalgia!

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Meri rooh hai judi tujhse, 
Karam mera Ishq hai
Har woh cheez teri jo thi/hai
Yaado main woh sambhaal li hai

Tuesday, May 19, 2020

Kise dhoond rahe ho?

Dhoond kya rahe hoo tum yaha?
Yaha kuch nahi rakha.
Milengi bas kavitayen tumhe
Thoda kuch in main jhaank lo

Pad kya rahe hoo tum yaha?
Kitab ka panna thodi hu?
Kora kaagaz ho, humari kitaab se phata
Udd ke main yaha aa gira.

Kya soch rahe ho dikhega yaha?
Yaha main kavi nahi.
Milega tumko ek insaan yeh
Khud hi ko jisne kabhi ka kho diya

Batau tumhe milega kya yaha?
Milega mera junoon
Milegi meri kahaani
Milunga main nahi, woh!

Tum usko dhoond rahe ho yaha?
Nazar ghuma ke toh dekho, har jaga bas woh hi milega. 
Bas woh hi milega. Bas woh hi milega. 
Mera Khuda bas yahi milega!

Kalank Bonus Track

Dil mein jo dilbar ka darbaar hai
Sajde mein baithe hain jitni dafa
Woh meri mannat mein har baar hai
.......
Jo apna hai saara sajaniya pe waara
Na thame re kisi aur ka aanchal piya
.......
Kalank nahi ishq hai kaajal piya.

Kalank - Bonus Track

Yeh gaana zara jaake sun na, jo koi bhi yaha pad raha hai na, sun na bas. 
This song has a soul. 

Everytime I listen to the song, I wonder - log aise lyrics sochte bhi kaise hai?
How are the writers able to express a certain emotion so beautifully in words that can be sung. None of my poems can be sung - only recited. 

The line, Kalank nahi ishq hai kaajal piya, we hide it from the world for the fear of backlash but I think that's something we fail at, tell the world what we are capable of and like how a woman inspite of her beautiful eyes, still applies her kaajal, everyday just to look that one bit more beautiful - love is just that - it's makes the two of us look that bit more adorable. 
Ask, why has the kaajal vanished, love never did, then why has the kaajal vanished?

Listen to the song and the original Kalank song too. It's beautiful, the lyrics. 
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'Ik tarfa shayad ho dil ka bharam
Do tarfa hai toh ye sanjog hai'
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Mohtaj manzil ka tu nahin hai
Yeh ek tarfa mera safar
(Ae dil hai mushkil)

Sochna zaroor!

You know what song I'll be reviewing next :)

Bediyan/Decisions

Hai mere paanv hi
Khud meri bediyaan
Us se mujhe tu chooda
......
Dil ke viraane mein
Mere phasane mein
Tu hi toh har dum raha.

-Tera Mera Rishta. 

I have been talking and talking a lot, to a lot of people, this quarantine and surprisingly each and everyone of us has gone through a phase of self-realization and have re-evaluated life choices at multiple levels. Some are questioning where their career is headed and some are questioning where their life?
How much have we lost ourselves in the process, which is an illusion to stay happy and what all have we buried for something that we assumed would give us peace in the long run, but now that life has slowed down and has forced us to think, to consider and to ruminate, the shroud is slowly disappearing. 

We make choices and sometimes choices are just an impediment in our endeavour to a life we imagined or a life pictured by us and sometimes you make choices because you need to go through the whole of your inner turmoil and uncertainty to be able to finally come out of it with a certain clarity. For some, like me it took close to two years to reach a conclusion of what I wanted with life and I am pretty clear with the outcome.

But on the other hand there are a few who struggle to choose with a decision that was taken/given due to circumstances - emotional or practical(very subjective) and when the realisation dawned upon them, their life turned topsy turvy and they are now just a child in a toy store, scared and confused. 
But you don't have to be, you are just going to come out of it stronger. But you need to do it alone. Nobody can and should hold your finger and take you to the exit, coz phir se you will just end up following the footsteps of that person who helps you and the(your) entire journey, your entire existence, will be rendered futile.

Now, I leave you with a thought - what do you want to do when you are 60 and are looking back at life? 
You want to be as confused as you are today or you want to look back and tell yourself, I respect myself for every action I took. 
You are not wrong if you are selfish, you are just looking out for self preservation. Isn't that a basic human instinct?
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Main juda nahi tujhse, tu ibadat hai meri
Tere liye main hardam hoo, yeh marzi hai meri.

Saturday, May 16, 2020

Zindagi

Taaron Bhari Ek Raat Mein
Tere Khat Padhenge Saath Mein
Kora Jo Panna Reh Gaya
Ek Kaanpte Se Haath Mein
Thodi Shiqaayat Karna Tu
Thodi Shiqayat Main Karun
Naraaz Bas Na Hona Tu,
Zindagi...
- Zindagi Kuch toh Bata.

These lines, can be interpreted in the most beautiful ways. Toota dil ho, ya bichde dost, ya koi extrovert - basically 'longing' ka koi bhi form ho.

Yeh scenes generally movies main hote hai but aise ek movie series hai 'Before Trilogy'; Before Sunrise is the first, it's beautiful, though I don't remeber much but I really want to re-watch it all, may be tonight

But again think about it, on the way to adulting, we end up losing so many friends, people we loved, family members and as years progress the realisation dawns upon us, as one starts getting busier some friends are no more at the same wavelength with you and you realise some have settled in a 'gruh grihasti' and some just fade out. 
And we envision a day when we can just sit down with a few and have just one night to discuss a lot that remained unsaid and one kicks himself as to why didn't they, May be the time is now?

Kora kagaz, ek unkahi kahani,
Tum aur main, meri zubaani. 

Monday, May 11, 2020

Eyes

Like a pristine pearl in the wind
Like a nightingales song in the night 
Like a budding lotus in the swamp
Like clouds during a monsoon storm 

Sunday, May 10, 2020

Stranger Times

Park main bench pe main baitha hua tha 
Woh aaye aur bagal main baith gaye 
Hum bench pe baithe bas dhoop sekh rahe the 
Samvaad ke scope se kayi dur.  

Koi brisk walk kar raha tha 
Toh koi daud laga raha tha 
Kae picnic mana rahe the
Toh kae bas tehel rahe the 

Hum chup ine bas notice kar rahe the 
Woh apne khayal samet rahe the, main apne.
Maine mera left waala earphone unhe offer kiya
Hum ab ek bahut hi madhur geet sun ne lage.

Not a word uttered, just a smile of thanks. 

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Ghanto beet jaate hai aise, kabhi jazz bajta hai toh kabhi Pink Flyod 
Kabhi hindi classics bajte hai, toh kabhi A.R. Rehman ya Amit Trivedi ki composition.
Playlist ke gaane khatam hote hi,
Hum uth te hai, aur chal dete hai.

Main unka naam nahi jaanta 
Woh mera pata nahi jaante 
Hum bas jaante itna hai
Ki music ka taste humara ek sa hi hain. 

Life ko hum uss sam-ae pause kar dete 
Aur gaano ko play kar ke chod dete
Aisa bhi saath milega koi, jaan ke bhi anjaane
Aur yeh hi hum doono ke liye kuch kaafi sa hai. 

Amazing Lyrics - Part 7

Oye laila laila laila meri jaan
Kya hai tera naam
Dekhun main tujhko ankh moond ke
Chhaila, chhaila karta hai salaam
Kya hai tera naam
Dekhun main tujhko ankh moond ke

AndhaDhun bechara, bechara dil aaj se
AndhaDhun bechara, bechara dil aaj se
Chal Monday raat se

Mere dil ke, dil ke
Dil ke bhi dil mein hai tu
Haan mere dil ke, dil ke
Dil ke bhi dil mein hai tu

---Listen to this song, it's a very happy song. 
I thought I always share all beautifully written poetic songs but this song - it's happy and it's fun. This is Amit Trivedi for you, listen to it for all the musical instruments come together in synchrony and makes it such a lively song. It deserves to be shared and I also know for a fact not many have actually listened to it. 
Go ahead it, it's perfect and I want 'You' to listen to it 'now' on full volume. Thank me in the comments. I know you'll love it. 

Yaha, click here

Friday, May 8, 2020

Thappad/Ek Tukda Dhoop

Ek dhaage mein hain uljhe yun
Ke bunte bunte khul gaye
Hum the likhe deewar pe
Baarish huyi aur dhul gaye

So I watched Thappad. Now, I knew it so going to make me think and think hard. It did. Have you ever reminisced about all the wrongs you've done and then sat and mulled over how you could fix it but never came around to fix it until it was too late and when you finally did, the film ended?
But sometimes - sometimes, you don't get permission into the next screen - so you are left wondering and then starts a reaction of self thought that either makes you a bitter person or makes you want to be a better person. 

The movie here is what I will talk about not in details, yeh hua, woh hua, nahi. Just a few parts. Parts that make you think about who you are as a human? 

There is a scene where he(Vikram) is talking to the father and says, 'ho gaya na' and the father responds, 'Zyaada zaroori saawal hai, aisa kyun hua?' 
That's the moment I savoured the most. I want to be man like that and to be real honest, I am not, never was - I try to be but I fail. May be I have taken a few things a bit too much for granted and never realised, aisa kyun hua and always reasoned with myself, ab ho gaya na, aage kya?

The next scene is, when she is sitting at her mother-in -law's feet and says, 'uss raat ke baad koi nahi aaya mere se milne......Amu ko bhool jaana chahiye' -
This scene just tore me apart, I was in tears (rivers flowed that night) at this moment. 
I remember a moment when my self respect once took a hit. I ended up at a wrong platform (at a certain stage in life) and I was there with hope, hope, for I felt it was the right thing to do and I found out later that it wasn't. The moment your self respect takes a hit, you are bitter and it's not easy to forgive. It's never easy to forgive. When I can't, then I can't expect forgiveness when I am at fault. I too have sinned. 

The scene that made me the most sad was when he tells Amu, 'Amu iss baar na, kamaunga main tujhe'
That resonated with me, you sometimes screw up so many relationships - old friends, new friends, important people, so many - that you have to then earn them back, bit by bit from zero. It's not easy. But you do if it matters to you. I tried that, when I ended up at the wrong platform (at a certain point in life referenced earlier), I arrived with a hope, a hope, that I can earn back what was once mine - bit by bit, I didn't expect it was easy, but I did try. I didn't want to give up hope. Like Vikram here does not. 

But then at one point, Amu says, I don't love you, when I don't love you I can't live with you. What do you do then? 
I'd say, pack your bags and get the fuck out, with grace. Dignity above all. You can't force people to like you, infact you should never do that. I've lost friends - I've tried reconciliation but when they are uninterested or when I don't really care - it needs to be buried, and one that's gracefully done. Then you move on and they do too. 

Incase you can't move on and are stuck up, my advice, don't ever tell them coz they don't care and why should they? They don't owe you shit, they did when they did, now it's your problem you live in the past or you are living with a sense of longing. It's your problem, you might as well deal with it. 

This particular emotion is beautifully captured in the lines below from the movie itself. 

Hijr waali raato ki, (hayee)
Kabro main soo gaye.

Tum humaare jitne the 
Sach kaho kya utne the 
Jaane do mat kaho kitne the.

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Nahi sun na kitne the
Shayad utne nahi the 
Jitna hum chahte the
Waise hi rehte hai, jaise the?

(Note: Lot of important points and issues raised by the makers- must watch for men atleast)

I had to add this -
A point where Ratna Shah and Kumud Mishra are having a conversation and he says, 'maine aapko kabhi kisi cheez ke liye mana kiya hai?'
She replies, 'Mana nahi kiya, par poocha bhi toh nahi, ke Sandhya tumne gaana kyun chod diya'

This is not just men and women, but then it's about a relationship of every kind, kya aapne kabhi poocha mujhhse - rather have the two of us ever spoken to each other about the other and not about my problems, listen to me and then I'll lend you my ear, it's not a post office and we are not in a queue. 
I am guilty of this too, with some people, it's just about me, my problems. 
Have I ever asked them - aaj aapne mera suna, aap bataye - how are you doing?
It can be your friend, your brother, mother, anybody. 
Think about it. Such a small question, yet such an important one at that. 

Tuesday, May 5, 2020

Raanjhana - Tum Tak

Hum khoon bahaye, tum aanso bahao, saali aashiqui na ho gayi, lathi charge hongaya. 

Kya dialogue hai bhai yeh. 

So I finally watched Raanjhana and I am not here to review movies. That's not my job, I'll leave that to Anupama Chopra  - that critic who is Vidhu Vinod Chopra's wife, ya, her husband made Munna Bhai MBBS, arre Sanju movie ussi ki toh thi. After all they make movies and review movies, family business, in product positioning it's called Brand Line extension. Let's not get Marketing here. Waise bhi, MBA in marketing, I am not, so let's just leave that to them and movie reviews to family run conglomerates, shall we? (Read the first comment here)

Back to my lyrical analysis of songs. 

Tum Tak
Meri har hoshiyaari bas tum tak
Meri har taiyari bas tum tak
Tum tak tum tak arzi meri
Phir aage jo marzi
Tum tak tum tak arzi meri
Phir teri jo marzi meri

Piya Milenge 
Jo hai dekha, wohi dekha tho kya dekha hai
Dekho woh, jo auron ne naa kabhi dekha hai

And the music is A.R Rehman - so the songs have to be good and some just pierce you. Think about it, the music is so good that 7 years later I still can't get the tune of Tum Tak off my head. Also, if I have to sum up the protagonist's character arc it can be defined as; everything that I do is just for your attention, everything I am is for your acceptance, in fact my existence is after your approval and the day that stops I will cease to exist and that's exactly what the movie is all about. I am smart yet I am dumb - contradictory? Exactly. (I know what I do) if asked about it to the famous stoic, Seneca, it'll will be termed, blasphemy - but then I am no stoic I am a Shakespearen romantic. A story and an ever recalled tragedy. Dhanush - you made it all come true with your powerful acting. 

The movie leaves no impact on me whatsoever but the songs do. The songs do. 
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Ishq main barbaad kaun nahi hota
Surkh lahu kis kis ka nahi behta
Aankhri saans bhi jab alvedi legi
Woh bhi tujhe, sirf tujhe aa milegi. 

(Spoiler: Not my feeling - agar film tumne dekhi hai toh woh last ka scene jab he spits out blood - that's what I am referring to
Watch this Scene for the final dialogue - which is powerful)

Monday, May 4, 2020

Bhaunri/Paar Channa De

There is more than one way for the hearts to meet, sometimes they are twisting each other but inseparable.

Love doesn't fear anything, it doesn't even fear losing love itself.

-Bhaunri

Oh man, these lines, this quarantine no, it's messed with the way I have been thinking. Generally I am busy with life, I am busy with work and allot lesser of my time to ruminative thoughs but this lockdown has been the most unique.

I am trying to put thoughts to words and analyse these lines and I have come to realise most of my write ups have ended up becoming an extension of each other with a dark overtone and most are considered depressing, I am cognizant of it, so if you find that's such themes are not of your reading preference, drop off right here, may be you are not the target audience I am writing for.

The lines talk of love that's hurtful, love that's lost yet love exists, it's a tragedy in the making. It's like a part of you that's now lost forever and love is such and then you live with that status of existence. Losing love for the love of self preservation, I think.
The song Paar Channe De beautifully describes that situation.
Let me just highlight a few lines,

Soni -
Paar chanaan de disse kulli yaar di
Ghaṛiya ghaṛiya aa ve ghaṛiya
Raat haneri nadi ṭhaaṭhaan maardi
Aṛiye aṛiye haan ni aṛiye

Ghariya-
Kacchi meri miṭṭi kaccha mera naam ni
Haan main na-kaam ni.
Kacchiyaan te rakkhiye na umeed paar di
Adiye adiye haan ni adiye

Soni -
Vekh chhalla paindiya na chhaddin dil ve
Haan lai ke khillh ve
Ajj Mahiwaal noon main jaana mil ve
Haan aiho dil ve
Yaar nu milegi ajj laash yaar di.

Ok, these are not a few lines, infact quite a few. So bear with me.

This is the story of Soni - Mahiwal and that you can pick up as an after read. We'll not be getting into that story but more about why this song is beautifully tragic and one of my favourites too. I have a penchant for all things tragic. My brother says, a man would either die or kill you before he reaches the end of your play list. Back to what I am here for.

It's not about a warning from the Earthen Pot to the lady about the futility of love and relying on crumbling or shaky foundations to help you take forward a relationship of any form i.e. family, friends, lovers or anything.
But if you have to flip the perspective,
It can also be construed as grit - the determination to make it work inspite of crumbling foundations.

So which one is it?
There are always two sides of a coin, always where either will have extreme views of how things should be tackled.
This song here, the pot is looking at survival of a relationship by not crossing the river as it will not hold up against the currents of a raging river while the other doesn't pay heed, her love for him doesn't see the futility of the task, she is ok losing her love for love. Kind off sounds like a tongue twister now.

That's the thing with the two statements, you will have to take calls of separation and that'll cause you pain in the long run where you are inseparable, in my option it hurts worse than one's cavity ridden tooth. You'll lose love for love because sometimes that's the only logical step forward but then that love itself will cause you so much pain that whatever you do in life, it'll just keep rearing it's ugly head to remind you of it's eternal presence. Intertwined in love, inseparable yet staring at targic end.

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. 

Saturday, May 2, 2020

Taral

Kyon ki prem main, insaan taral ho jaata hain.
* Medha Bhatt
Again, this woman writes like a dream, it's not direct - where you are reaching from point A to point B. It's layered. If she would have used the word mad, happy or referred to something that mentioned a single emotion, I'd not have written such a long post about it but using the word 'Taral - Fluid', is the most powerful move she could have pulled.

Think about it, we are not a single emotion in love, we are much more - we are happy, angry, mad, insecure, trusting, possessive we are everything that is greedy as well as accomodating - this here is being fluidic.

We go lengths to make sure that one person is retained or atleast the one person is around us at all times, hum kisi bhi shape main dhal jaaayenge bas tera hona zaroori hain. Sab jo aaj tak nahi kiya woh bhi kar jaayenge bas tera saath mujhe chahiye.
Woh gaane ke bol yaad aate hai,

------
Kaga Re Kaga, Mori Itni Araz Tose, Chun Chun Khaiyo Maans
Re Jiya Re, Khaiyon Na Tu Naina More
Piya Ke Milan Ki Aas.

------
Taral hoke insaan abaad ho jaata hai.

Medha then says,
Sabse Saral insaan prem karta hai, par saral hona sabse kathin bhi hota hai. 

Friday, May 1, 2020

Parcha-ii

Yun is tarah dastak tu dega
Yeh socha na tha
Band kamre ko tod aayega
Yeh socha na tha

Door kahi baitha hoon main
Yun aana zaroori na tha
Waqt se tez daud raha hoo main
Yun rook-na laazmi na tha

Akele hai par haare nahi
Yeh saath tera maanga nahi
Toote hai par raakh nahi
Yun chingari sulgaana jayaz nahi

Yaadon ko teri mita chuka
Akele phir main chal pada
Yun mera peecha chodo bhala
Yaaden, raah apne pe niklo zara?

Tanha tha, ab nahi
Akela hoo, udaas nahi
Yaaden humari, main ab apnata nahi
Phir kyun parchai ban, rehte yahi?


Palash ke Phool

Tum humare baagi-che ke us Palash ke saare phool rakh lena,
Main uska path-jhad rakh lungi.

- Medha Bhatt.

These lines stand out for me, I don't know why, the way I interpreted it was, there is so much that is taken away from you sometimes, that you just end up with scattered memories and nothing else.

These memories you try to rake into a single mount to perfection and then try to stitch together a fabric of the best memories leaving out all the painful ones.

Life is such and so are our memories. It's just sometimes, we end up with the shorter end of the stick and we have to pick ourselves from there and rebuild it all. Do we have the courage? Do we have the same drive?

------
Toote hum is tarah, ke dard bhi na hua,
Jab dard hua toh is tarah, ke bardasth bhi na hua.


Loneliness - 2 (Man)

Loneliness for me is more to do with not being hypnotised by time and flowing with it, everyday like a computer lab simulation. It's a feeling of absolute clarity, about yourself, on who you could have been but what you turned out to be.

All your mistakes hound you, all your decisions hound you. You have friends, you are not alone but you don't have yourself to support you any more in fighting with the onset of the word, introspection. Time gives perspective, they say!

Loneliness is when your introspection takes a form of self loathing and you distance yourself from people.
Or for the masses, loneliness is not a word with a Oxford dictionary definition. It's a feeling unique to you and me. I'll always see it differently than you ever would.

Me, I say?
No, way, I have Marredpally Street Ravagers. Tu jaanta nahi mera bhai kaun hai. Logo pe केहर macha ke rakha hai. Tu idhar aa ke toh dikha. (This is profound)
Fin.

Loneliness - 1 (Dog)

Loneliness pe aapke kya vichaar?
Bow wow!
Telugu main bola hai, translation main karta hai

Acha aap bhi bhooke jaa rahe hai?
Bow wow!
Acha aapko bhi khaana nahi de rahe hai rahgir?
Bow wow!
Yeh lijie biscut khaae. Ab dost?
Bow wow!
Good boy, you such a goodie boy!

Tell your gang - Marredpally Street Ravagers
I am a friend
Not a foe.
When lone, I go
Not to hound me no more!

Khuda

Sajde main jab sar jhuka
Toh eh khuda tu yaad aaya
Aasman main baitha kahi
Tera aks nazar aaya

Mohabbat main jab fanaa hua
Toh eh khuda tu yaad aaya
Meri har woh dua ki arzi
Khuda tere paas darz kar aaya.

Jab phas gaya jeevan raah pe
Toh eh khuda tu yaad aaya
Mujhe disha dene ka zimma
Tujhe pe tha chod aaya.

Ab jab chalne ka waqt hai aaya
Toh eh khuda tu yaad aaya
Aazadi de de mujhe mere khuda
Le le tu dulat aur karde rihaaa.

Aasman main dekha toh khuda tu Nazar aaya
Aazad ab falak ki oor main udta tere paas chala aaya.

Song Credits: Rockstar.

Toote Kivad

Parde kabhi hata kar toh dekho, toote kivad kae milenge
Kae doop sakte milenge, kae jhoolte hue milenge

Bahaar kabhi jaank ke toh dekho, bhatke hue kae milenge,
Tum bhi wahi milogi, main bhi wahi milunga,

Haath kabhi bada ke toh dekho, shayad kuch dur raah saath chalega,
Shayad meri baisakhi tum banogi, shayad main tumhara sahara.

I survive ro Flourish

I survive to flourish.

Only 15% have received grains
Sir, you said no one will sleep hungry again.
Your silos are filled to the brim
Why then is the situation grim?

I survive to flourish

I migrated from the place of my birth
I migrated to flourish in the land of gold
I work for greener pastures
But sleep on streets and foothpaths.

I survive to flourish

Our wheat has rot
Our vegetables not been bought
You promised us, you'd buy from us
You promised us, no more money from money lenders

I survive to flourish

I had to walk back to my pind
I had to walk back to my gaao
I reached the lanes of my village now
Ah! I see, it looks beautiful now

I survived to flourish

For an education to my progeny
A TV for my mummy
A jhuma for my biwi
A lakdi ki kaathi for my chutki

I couldn't survive, I couldn't flourish.
I died right where my own beckoned.

Domestic Abuse

Never reprimanded
Never touched
Why now the torture?

Food is on the table
That's the best we can afford
Why then, flying saucers?

Milk is expensive
Tea reserved for you
Legs burn with hot liquid!

Maids are on leave, not me
Everyone with family
Yet, nobody!

No money for self
work work work
Slave, with a dowry!

Quarantine is a threat
My live a mess
People will beat Corona
I may not see a tomorrow, na?

You said you knew best
Yeh kaha ka hai best?
This is your home now
Not home but hell.
Living with the hangman
h.e.L.P!

A Peep Hole

Week 1
A peep hole, can you see?
A whirlwind, a boat and the sea.
A dessert, an oasis and land
A building, a garden and human.

Week 2
A peep hole, what do you see?
It's a kaleidoscope and it's not free
Look, watch - oh! how trippy!
Colors distort, imagination blends, ooo wee!

Week 3
A peep hole, now where are we?
In our homes, under quarantine.
I see birds, I see trees,
Bloom and chirp, it's a party.

Week 4
A peep hole, now is that reality?
A virtual world, I am losing sanity
All the walls now closing in on me
Privileged, oblivious to tragedy.

Week 5
A peep hole, now what do you really see?
Out in the open, I see silhouettes
Falling down, some trudging along
I see a tragedy, I see reality.

Enough of virtual reality, now, tell me.

A peep hole, I see life we chose to ignore
Left to themselves, they exist no more.

4 wheels the two own

4 wheels the two own
One is chauffer driven the other is hand pushed.

4 wheels the two own
One is a symbol of status the other means to life

4 wheels the two own
One is sold - I upgrade to the latest model, the other is the only model

4 wheels the two own
One the cops fear to touch the other they fearlessly torch.

4 wheels the two own
No sun or rain can touch while the other is one with the elements

4 wheels the two own
One is covered and cared for
The other is empty and forlorn
The owners of one are in mansions for home
While the others walk in 40 degrees, 1400 kms, just to die on they way home. 

Panchi

Aaj khair lag hi gaya mujhe
Panchi, jo lagta hai tujhe

Pinjar main kaid, jab baahar ko tu dekhe
Falak pe suraj aur badal, lukha chuphi hai khelte

Kivad pe latke, awaaz hai lagaye
Jab saba tujhe aake sehlaye
Megh baras kar, jo tere saamne se nikal jaaye
Jiska aane aur jaane ka bhi anand tu na le paaye

Aaj khair lag hi gaya mujhe
Panchi, jo lagta hai tujhe

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Kabhi kabhi apun ko lagta hai,
Apun ich bhagwaan hai
Nawaz bhai, aaj saath Panchi saare hai
Suno woh kya keh rahe hai
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Fitrat humari udna hai,
Suraj ko pankho se oodna hai

Par pinjar ke jo vaasi hai hum
Kat-e Pankh, kidhar hi pehla-e hum?
Ab,

Akele kaisa beet ta hai din
Lage jaise hain, chirag main phasa koi jin

Aaj khair lag hi gaya mujhe
Panchi, jo lagta hai tujhe
Kaisa ghar main kaid rehna lagta hai.
Kaisa kat-a pankh lagta hai.

Why I write

My heart is exposed, it beats
Pumping no blood but words
I trap the pulse of an idea
And translate thoughts to words

My heart's a bottle of ink
Me a paper - on I scribble
I've got stories to tell
Bioscope waala, I can be called then.

Reasons I write are many
I write for you & everybody
I write for me, I'm melancholic
I also write about tyranny

I write about plight
When my heart bleeds
Not with blood but ink
I can be a hypocrite

I write because of my inaction
Of fear - there is a too much loose
I write to you
Lacking a courage to face you

I write to you a part or me
Personal and Fiction
I send you an emotion
Pain and desolation

Often I hide behind words
But I uphold an opinion
But I write today with honesty
I'll always write it all with integrity

Wednesday, April 29, 2020

Amazing Lyrics - Part 6

Waqt ne hai kiya humpe kaisa sitam
Tum bhi bezaar ho, barbaad hai hum
Jaane kis rashte mujhko le jaayenge
Gardisha ye mere dagmagaate kadam

Saath deti parchaiyan
Aur meharba ho rahe ghum
Tere bin aab na lenge ek bhi dum
Tujhe kitna chahein aur hum
Tere saath ho jayenge khatam
Tujhe kitna chahein aur hum

Link to the song:
https://youtu.be/h7gyJRWrjbg

I happened to find this song by chance, it was playing and I just couldn't figure the lyrics and gosh, it is beautifully sung and written like a dream.

Listen to it, may be?

Saturday, April 25, 2020

Gulab

Dil main tu mere, Gulab sa khile
Par yaaden teri ab, kaaton sang chube.

Monday, April 20, 2020

Is Tarah

Toote bhi toh is tarah, ke dard na hua.
Jab dard hua toh is tarah, ke bardasth na hua. 

Thursday, April 16, 2020

Kya karunga?

Rail ke platform pe main khada hoo
Rail gaadi ko door jaate dekh raha hoo
Mera saaman kuch reh gaya hai usme
Main peeche doudne ab laga hoon

Rail teezi pakad rahi hai,
Doosre station ki aur bad chuki hai
Rail mujhe peeche chode, bas badti jaa rahi hai
Station master bhi koi, uska pata nahi bata rahe hai

Aisa kuch keemti saaman bhi nahi tha
Par saaman kuch aisa toh hai, jo dil ke bahut kareeb tha
Kaafi saal guzar chuke hai, ab kya hi dhoondunga?
Mil jaaye toh yeh bhi pata nahi, kya hi karunga.

Toot ta taara

Toote taare bhi apni chaap chod jaate hai
Jaate jaate jugnu ko apni chamak de jaate hai. 

Monday, April 13, 2020

Kalpana ya Sach?

Meri bhawnao ko pad ke, log kya bolenge?
Meri kavitayen kya meri hai, ya kalpanic samjhenge?

Mujhe dard main dooba aashiq samjhenge
Ya dard ko pechaane waala hakim?

Mere bol ki gherayi kya ye dekh paayenge
Ya isse koi numaaish samajh ke taal denge?
-----
Har raat, mae sihayi se kae chitr banata hoon
Har raat, mae kae panno ko saheed karta hoon
Kabhi mae khud hi ko panno main chaap deta ho
Kabhi mae tumhari kahani ko apni bana leta ho
------
Toh phir akhir sach kya hai?
Log toh samjhenge ki sab jhoot hi hai.

Raat bhar, un bilorin aanko ko yaad karta ho.
Maana, main apne banaye zindan main kaid hoo!

Aur jo bhi guzri hai, usse bhoolne ki koshish karta hoo,
Par har baar, har baar, ek hi cheez yard karta hoo

Soche soch na hovaee, je sochi lakh vaar
Chupe chup na hovaee, je layi raha livtaar
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Hukum rajayi chalna, Nanak likhiya naal.


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Translation of the last para

(Soche soch na hovaee, je sochi lakh vaar 
No matter how much thought you put into something it may not happen.

Chupe chup na hovaee, je layi raha livtaar 

The mind will not rest no matter how deep in meditation

(The other 3 lines I skipped)



Bhukhiaa Bhukh N Outharee Jae Bannaa Pureeaa Bhaar
The hunger of the hungry is not appeased, even by piling up loads of worldly goods.

Sehas Siaanapaa Lakh Hohi Th Eik N Chalai Naal
Hundreds of thousands of clever tricks, but not even one of them will go along with you in the end.

Kiv Sachiaaraa Hoeeai Kiv Koorrai Thuttai Paal
So how can you become truthful? And how can the veil of illusion be torn away?

Hukum rajayi chalna, Nanak likhiya naal.

Follow the preaching of Nanak and follow his commandments. 

(If the translation is wrong, please help me fix)




Who are we?

Here we come, on the backs of horses
Laying seige, like marauding bandits
Hamlets and villages, none spared
Pillaging and carnage everywhere

Who are we
We are the sena
What do we do
We kill and lynch in the name of god

---------------(200 saal baad)-------------

Just a conjecture, perhaps a fragment of truth
A article of news, fact or truth?
Futile debates concealing convictions - an ancient root!
Grand reveal, secularism no more, forbidden fruit


The bourgeoisie - Pied Pipered now
Shedding inhibition, look! sides they take, how
The chai's and sutta's - a scheming ground now
Run, hide, none safe from us hypocrites now!

Who are we
We are the sena

We work in the corporates
We come in fancy chariots (cars)

What do we do
We kill and lynch in the name of god!

Banjar

Mujhe chode chand ko ek arsa ho gaya,
Main banjar reh gaya aur, tu aabad ho gaya!


Sunday, April 5, 2020

An Ode To The Sea

I wake up at nights, the fear that the sea is calling out to me again keeps me from sleeping. I was once a sailor - I ruled the blue seas up until the eyes could see and today I tremble at the sound of the waves; they keep me up at night. I don't think I was a gifted sailor, rather a good ship captain and was more concerned about the ship for that would keep me afloat out in the wide expanse and that is where I directed all my energy. I bore many storms and the highest waves but this one was different - the storms started getting wilder, the rain lashed the vessel like battering rams smashing the gates of a great empire about to fall. I fell. The ship lost. Captain shipwrecked.

Coming to think of it, I tried summoning the sea immediately, once I nursed myself back, I tried calming it down but failed, the sea preferred to stick to its behavior of being wild and free, what could I have done, I tried making amends, in vain!

Here I am today, back on the cliff that oversees that massive water body, almost close to jumping into the sea, just before the plunge but my confidence fails me. The sight of water or anything associated with it makes me tremble, I think it has to do with the massive failure as a Captain. Not that the sea is hostile, it is just what it is, except I have changed, I haven't been the same. Back on the cliff, I tremble I break into a song but I don't summon the sea, I just turn back and walk away. Aware of my presence the sea lends a helping hand to bring me back up but I am no more Sindbad, just another sailor trying his hand at conquering what was once mine.

I lost all in the wreck, except a memory of my vessel remains, the hardships have all vanished only the goods remain, I try every day to get back to the sea but today is going to be different, I will break into a song, summon the sea, but today I won't be at the cliff, rather on the shore; the waves will be the orchestra and the birds an audience, the fish shall dance to the tunes and the clouds pour down for this is my magnum opus. I may never return, for it seems an improbable task, but I shall leave with one grand ending. I may not be sailing today, but I shall sing and narrate it today.

'The sea calls out to me on a moonless night,
I resist the call and take flight
The open sea is wild and not a safe place to be
I conquered it and know, how that feels.

The sea calls out to me during the lowest tide
I resist the call and take flight
The sea is unpredictable and that shipwrecked me
I quit being a sailor, I am free.

The sea calls out to me, I know not why
I resist the call and take flight
The sea is strong and needs not me
I too shall pay no heed.

The sea calls out to me, there is a sailor in tow
I resist the call and respond no more.'







Musafir - Part 2 - Marg-darshi

Aaye raam mere
Main ab raahgir nahi
Apne hi gahr main
Ab main athiti nahi

Baagho se kae phool, laya hoo mai,
Raah main prabhu ke, bhichaunga mai.

Aaye hai prabhu Ram mere,
Margdarshi banu main aaj tohre.
Bhakti ka paath sikha-e-ye,
Aaye hai aaj Shri Ram mere!

Intezaar jo 'khuda' ka tha taqdir main likha
Tohre darshan se hua hai aaj poora

Abke ghar launtna hai mujhe,
Aag-ya de prabhu, jaane ki mujhe!


Musafir - Part I

Yeh rasta rooj mujhe ghar leke jaata tha
Par ab yeh pechaan main kaha aata hai
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Main khada tha yaha, tere liye
Kisi haal main saath le jaana tha tujhe

Suraj afaq ko choom, kabhi ke nikal liya
Surkh falak bhi ab, siyah ho gaya

Chand ne bhi aaj jaldi dastak de di
Par main khada hi raha taak main, wahi.

Saba ne phir aake mujhe aaj ood liya
Samajh ke mujhe, shayad sehlane laga

Tu aayi zaroor, mujhse mili zaroor
Aise! yeh mujhe kaha tha manzoor.

Is aan main phir naalan kis baat ka
Main toh apni marzi se tha na, ruka.
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Main toh yun ruka reh gaya ek musafir banke
Tera, mere liye aane ki khabar ko sahi samajh ke.

Main Kafir Nahi

Qayamat ki raat jab khuda puche,
Bata eh kafir, tujhe kyun bakshu?

Bolna yeh hai maine-

Khuda-e-kainaat, main toh bas itna bolu
Ishq mera tha pakeezah, aur wahi rahi meri iltijah

Monday, March 30, 2020

Tapas

Khauf ye.
Jo kahi tu dikh jaaye
Toh pairo tale se zamee khisak jaaye.

Tapas ye,
Jo kahi se teri awaaz aa jaye
Toh yeh tap kahi bhang na ho jaaye

Yakeen ye,
Jo yeh stotram pada hai maine,
Shiv tu zaroor aayega, kisi roop main, milne. 

Friday, March 27, 2020

Adhoora Vaada

Sahar main milne ka jo vaada kiya
Abr ne bhi falak ko siyah kar diya

Sham-e-siyah-post main eh lakht-e-jigar ko mere
Ku-e-yaar main milne mai chal diya

Hijr ka waqt tha, dozakh se paigaam aaya.
Hazart-e-dil tuhse milne ki thi, par paigaam quboolta main chala gaya.

Monday, March 23, 2020

Amazing Lyrics - Part 5

Bol ke labh azad hai tere
Bol zuban takk teri hai
Tera suthva jism hai tera
Bol ke jaan ab tak teri hai

Takte takte ṭooṭi jaaye aas piya nah aaye
Shaam sawere dard anokhe uṭhen jiya ghabraaye
Mera naseeb toon
Mere qareeb toon
Rabb di saunh tere jaya koyi naheen

Jadon badal garje sanh(saans) rukjande,
Akhaan tainu vekhan hanju mukk jande,
Kadi aa mahiya ve saade vehre,
Mukk jaane ne saare vichorre,
Soona jagg ve saara mainu bulawe,
Kadi meri vi oh na kadar na paave.

Hun sun meri gal, Mera kaha na tu mod
Bas ehi fariyad, kisse gal di nai load
Main hoya jogi ode pyar ch fakir,
Mera naam haiga Ranjha, meri khoi na tu heer.

1. Bol ke Labh - Faiz Ahmad Faiz
2. Sab Jag Soye - Sujha Haidar, 
3. Kadi Aao Ni - Mai Dhai, Atif Aslam
4. Rabba - Amit Trivedi, Tochi Raina

Sunday, March 22, 2020

Deep Blue Sky

Deep blue skies and parting rays,
A moonless night and the end of days.

I'll break through my shackles of this life,
And meet you in the darkest night.

Monday, March 9, 2020

Amazing Lyrics - Part 4

Baate jo kare, toh bola wo yahi
Mae to tha yahin, tu ne dekha nahi
Tere sang to yu khari thi mae
Yu hi khari thi main.

Dekha na tune
Mudake bhi pichhe
Kuch der to main ruka tha
Jab dil ne tujh ko
Rokana chaha
Door tu ja chuka tha

Ek dhaage mein hain uljhe yoon
Ke bunte bunte khul gaye
Hum the likhe deewaron pe
Baarish huyi aur dhul gaye

Beeta deed umeed ka mausham
Khaak udti hai aankho mein
Kab bhejoge dard ka baadal
Kab barkha barsaoge.

Credits:
1. Yun hi rastey main - Ali Sethi
2. Hogaya hain tujhko toh pyaar sajna
3. Ek tukda dhoop
4. Dil ki khair - Ali Sethi

Sunday, March 8, 2020

Why don't you?

Why don't you elaborate a single emotion?
Why don't you gift yourself a poem?

Why don't you let your anger go?
Why don't you let all the hate go?

Why don't you just accept the status quo?
Give up failed ideas taken 4 years ago?

Why don't you? asked a few.

I'm making peace with the road not taken,
Holding on to parts - which are broken.

I'm making peace with my blindfolded plunge.
Battered, then comes a forward lunge. 

I'm in the process of making peace,
Until then 'Smile and wave, please'

Part 2(Hampi)
Why don't you?
I did. 
An experience of a time now forgotten.
Of places now abandoned 
Of lives once lived 
An empire now extinct.

Thursday, February 27, 2020

A Land Called Hope

Forgotten alleyways, crumbling homes.
A decadent state of a land called hope.
Multitude of univervses inside those dreams
Locked away, to visit no more. 

The alley decorated with the shinest brocade
A valley of flowers covering the archway.

Fragnace of the sweetest flowers
Memories of a distant past, now cometh. 
Go beyond, to them barren lands 
Pain and suffering welcoming back.

Of broken promises and hurling abuses
Cowardice and helplessness re-awakens
Tears swell up and raring to go
A place so desolate, melancholy galore.

Leave at once, it's a nightmare now


Once a happy dream, now no more!

Friday, January 31, 2020

Tere Aane

Yeh khusboo toh kuch pehchaani si hai
Kya yeh dastak tere aane ki hai?

Teri raah dekhta kuch dewaangi si hai
Tujhe jee bhar dekh lu, ek aas kuch aisi bhi hai!

Left Behind

These remnants of a time 
Time that just flew by 
These fossils that don't die
Death of a life left behind 

Stored away in the safest space
Space that's supposed to be erased
Stored for you to stumble upon
A trip to the land of a forgotten face

These remnants of a time 
A cruel reminder of life 
Of broken promises and of strife 
Bringing back, a you, purposefully left behind.