Ooh khudiyen Na kar mere naal pyar kavi

Oye khudiyen Na kar mere naal pyar kavii
Je tu hai chanchal pak naadhi
Je may thayra khamosh samundar...
tu hai tayli saakar de Je tujhme hai mithaas badi
may hu dheyla namaak da Je mujhme hai kadwahat bhari...
Tu buzati pyaas Ruh de
Je May badata bechaani
Tu shubha da geet hai khudiye
Je may raata andhera de...
Je Tu guzaare mauja me toh khilte saare phool wahi
Je may holu naal tere toh karduga barbaad sabhi...
Na kar...
Ooh khudiyen na kar...
na kar mere naal pyar abhi...
Je Na kar mere naal pyar kavii...

"Khush"

You know what is the best part of sleepless night

When night is about to pass away
when dawn is few second away
when sun is about to take its first breathe
when moon is fighting for its existence
Moon shines like he is not going to born again he put all his energy for surviving his identity. But when  sun came alive moon choose to surrender not because he is frighten by sun's glow... Instead he falls into the arm of sun...he submerge itself to him like they are one soul...As if moon is waiting for sun to come and destroy him...

You know what is the best part of sleepless night is watching morning moon...Because it remind me of you...You came into my life like a thunder storm and destroyed everything which is me and take away all those broken piece of me with you... Now you know why i cant sleep at night...

Ek haseen nasamjh farmaati hai awaara badaal se, bahut pyaasi hu tum baraaste kiyo nahi...?

Badaal awaara kehta hai,

"abhi uska shuru bakki hai, wo taapish wo jaalana bakki hai...
abhi jism me laahu bakki hai, abhi uske sitaam bakki hai...
abhi khwaahishein kuch bakki hai, kuch aankaha, aansuna bakki hai...
abhi dil me ek umeed bakki hai, abhi uska yaha se jaana bakki hai..."

Dil jab bahar aayega mera, tutt ke bharsunga ayse jaise na kabhi koi barsha hai na kabhi koi barshega...May tho muntzir hu tu bhi thoda sabra kar le...Jhoom ke barshuga, bheego dunga tujhe teri ruh ko...Arre pagali badaal hu mera naseeb yehi hai...

Saw a girl she is bit to shy

Saw a girl she is bit to shy,
Wings like an angel knows how to fly...
Thought to start with a simple hi,
She took a glance and let that passes by...
Dip my words with hope to give it one more try,
she Ignored my words just like a blink of eye...
I know i m a dumb as a writer don't know how to catch yours mediterranean eye,
But still i cant stop writing bcaz words are getting a over supply...
cant understand your silence i m not a wise guy,
Still hoping u use your words to give me a reply...
skips my request, she put me on stand by,
acting like a princess may be waiting for a royal guy...

Saw a girl she is bit to shy,
Wings like an angel knows how to fly...

Rejected by one of the wandering soul...

There is no big difference between the coward and the courageous person. Both have fear. The difference is, the coward listens to his fears and follows them. The courageous person puts them aside and goes ahead. The fears are there, he knows them, but the courageous person goes into the unknown in spite of all the fears. Courage does not mean fearlessness, but going into the unknown in spite of all the fears.

When you go into the uncharted sea, there is fear, immense fear, because one never knows what is going to happen and you are leaving the shore of safety. You were perfectly okay, in a way; only one thing was missing - adventure. Going into the unknown gives you a thrill. The heart starts pulsating; again you are alive, fully alive. Every fiber of your being is alive because you have accepted the challenge of the unknown.

To accept the challenge of the unknown is courage. The fears are there, but if you go on accepting the challenge again and again, slowly, slowly those fears disappear. The joy that the unknown brings, the great ecstasy that starts happening with the unknown, makes you strong enough, gives you a certain integrity, makes your intelligence sharp. You start feeling that life is not just a boredom. Life is an adventure. Slowly, slowly fears disappear and you go on seeking and searching for new adventures.

Your are thinking this insane we think everybody, inside, is crazy so are we... We Nomadain's are just a thought we have no roots, no home; we wander just like clouds. we belong to no one... to nowhere...Whenever we are afraid we try to explore and we had found death is hiding somewhere behind... Have you seen childrens? They pinch themselves to feel that they are. The child remains in you – you would like to pinch and see whether you are or not. They say a brave man dies once and cowards die millions of times – because they go on pinching and feeling whether they are dead yet or not. All fear is of death...We think death is the only fear source...

So we also think seriousness is sickness, it is not a device. It leads to death, not to eternal life. Life is playfulness, fun, because the whole existence is a tremendous circus. It is all fun ― all the colors of the flowers, so many beautiful animals, birds, clouds, and for no purpose; they don´t serve any purpose. There is no goal to life. Life is a play unto itself. It is sheer abundance of energy, overflowing energy ― existence goes on expanding.

Fun is the most sacred word, far more sacred than prayer. It is the only word that can give you a sense of playfulness, can make you again a child. You can start running after butterflies, searching for seashells on the beach, colored stones.

Courage is risking the known for the unknown, the familiar for the unfamiliar, the comfortable for the uncomfortable arduous pilgrimage to some unknown destination. One never knows whether one will be able to make it or not. It is a gambling, but only the gamblers know what life is.

The first breath i inhale

Wen i was born, 
the first breath i inhale, 
it makes me feel alive, So that i cried...
Doc said i was scared so that i cried...
Stupid doc i was happy to be alive,
wen fragrance of earth touched my heart,
blood become joy and came out of my eyes...
while i m crying heart beats become music and
i m singing I M Alive, i m alive, i m alive...
Thats the last time i felt alive...
Now i m surrounded by dead bodies,
dead words which are dead truth and lies.
dead emotions that doesnt makes me high...
dead feelings that doesnt makes me cry...
Dead buddies , dead music and joy...
i know u were there and always be there
oh my silent breath, i really want to be alive,
to inhale the life that makes me cry...
the first breath i inhale,
it makes me feel alive, So that i cried...

Nothing last forever

U r...Ur nothing to me...U got it...Stop imaging things...She said...
He was patiently listening to her eyes not a single words she is saying...
Her beautiful oceanic eyes any one can be drawn in it...whenever she gets angry or laugh her big brown eyes become so small that they shut the whole world down what remains is only she...Nothing else...

Nothing yups i know...he replied with gentle smile and stopped staring at her brown oceanic eyes...and suddenly with blushing eyes he said u know what "Nothing is the only thing in this world that last forever..."
and he turn around and left that very moment and her with a blissful face...

Her body is possess by somebody else...In her heart lives someone else...she thinks about someone else...U r not in her mind not even near to her soul...how could u love a person like that...???

hmmmm...Perhaps, one didn't want to be loved so much as to be understood... 

#QuestofJoker

A smooth sea never made a skillful sailor...;)

Today i was hit by a solid question...What is a life without suffering...?

Seriously na what is a life without suffering only death didnt have suffering...suffering ends when v dies...But now a days dead people didnt find peace....we living ones bothers dem their also...:P
 

Anyways I think life happens out of suffering...Even when u r born ur mother suffers a lot to bring u...

suffering makes u alive...suffering actually bring u to the consciousness from deep sleep...it brings you to the reality...

It told u that boss what are u doing, u r something else and u r trying to becoming something else...ur true nature resist fake...den it becomes fight and den suffering comes.

But we humans didnt appreciate anything...When we are happy and healthy we fear death the most...Bcaz of that fear we didnt appreciate that life fully...and on the other hand wen we are ill and suffering or going through bad phase we wish for death that time we actually frighten by life...so we didnt appreciate death either...we always run from here to there...

And i didnt get one thing why we always try to become sumthings else...we always want what is not ours...why not we go with what we have...why not we appreciate what we have...why not we appreciate life fully...why not we appreciate suffering...or death... If ur a fake person then why r u trying to become authentic...be truly fake and u becomes authentic...no 1 like urs...if u r a egoist dont try to drop ur ego...u have no identity without it...So appreciate ur true nature...appreciate suffering...appreciate that u r alive...appreciate dat u get the chance to appreciate that beautiful thing called life...:)

Remember that night 
when u were happy for a while...
u smile like a sunshine
darkness faded for a while...
Your chicks are blushing 
even rose gets shy for a while...
Your eyes are sparkling like
stars falling into the room for a while... 
hey do u hear...do u hear that...? 
my heart just skip the beat for a while...
Oh girl when u smile...
whenever u smile...
my heart skip the beat for a while...

Wondering why...???

whenever u say goodbye
i never give u the same reply...
waited for u to come
and say honey its a lie..
how could i leave u my love
i ll stay forever until i die...

But that night when u r about to fly
u barely speak a word not even try
u looked every where apart from my eye
my heart filled with pain and is about to cry
i stood up in anger and said goodbye
U simply nodded ur head in reply...
waited in front of ur house wondering why
couldn't help myself but simply cry...

Since that night months had slip by
U haven't called me even barely reply
i ask u the reason behind ur do by
u said u r busy and want me to comply
Honey is that true or just like ur previous lie
we dont talk much now time simply fly
nights became sleepless wondering why...
i m standing here alone wondering why...
i m standing here alone wondering why...!!!

I wish i knew why she left...what her reasons were...why she changed her mind...
For all those days i have turned it over in my head all the possibilities...yet none of them makes any sense...
And then i think  perhaps it was because she never loved me...but that makes the least sense of all... 

Surreal to be dream...

Kal ke raat kuch ajeeb thi, ajeeb aysi ke ek jaane peehcahne se ajnabi se phir mulaaqaat hui. wo bolta raha ho may sunta raha, or bus yuhi raat kab shubha me tabdeel ho gayi pata he nahi chal. May hamesha ke tarah raat ke khamoshi me sukun ko talaash raha tha. Achanaak ek awaaj saanaate ko cheerate hue mere kareeb aayi.
Bahut Dino se tumhe dekha nahi yaha...suna tha ke kisi ke par nikaal aaye hai bahut dur ke udhaane udha raha ha aajkal wo shaqs. phir ye kya, tum yaha kya kar rahe ho ?
Taaq gaye ho ya phir bore ho gaye ho...Ya ab maza nahi raha udhane me...Baat kya hai...?
Dekh raha hu jishe kis pinjare me rehane ke aadat na thi, jisne bade bade pinjare yuhi chod diye aaj wo shaqs is chote se thang se pinjare me pada hua hai...Kiyo har gaaye itni zaldi...?

Ek he bar me sarre sawal kar logaye kya...Ye sawal hai ya taunt mar rahe ho mujhe...Wase tum batao tum aaj yaha ka rasta kasie bhul gaye...or kya dekhne aaye ho yaha.?
may tho hamesha se yehi tha roj yehi se guzaarta tha. tumhe dekhta tha or chala jata tha. tumhi kahi busy thi. Naye dost jo bana liye thi tumne.
Par dekh raha hu aaj tho yaha koi nazaar nahi aa raha. Tum akale ho, Kaha gaye tumhe saare dost jinke hone se tumhe meri mojuzadgi ka ehsaas nahi hota tha.
koi nahi hai mera. May akela aaya tha, akele he chala jaunga. tumhe kya...?
Ha mujhe kya. Suna tha Rishte wahi hote hai jo tumhare sath khaade ho jab koi dursara na ho, jab tumhe unki sabse zada jarurat ho.. Wase pata nahi tumse kya rishta hai mera, kiyo may tumse baat karta hu. kiyo may tumhare bare me sochta hu.?
Or ye kiyo sochta hu ke tum badaal gaye ho...?

Tumne chand ko dekha, nahi dekha tho dekho abhi, Tumhari Aakhnoo se riste lahu ke ek ek katre ko ushe aapne upper ood liya hai...Maano chand chand nahi ek lahu ka goola ho. tumne Sitaro ko dekha kab se muntazir hai tumhare ek ishare ke liye. Ek kab tum dil se kuch maango or wo ushe pura karne ke liye khud ko faana kar de. Tumne hawa ko suna hai, jo kabhi maad mast naacha karti thi tumhari nazaaro se aaj wo naachna bhul gayi hai.
Nahi dekh raha hai tho dekho, ish tang pinjare se bahar tumhare chahane wale kis tarah haataash hai.
Mehsus karo ke Dil sirf dil nahi jo bus dhaanakhna jaanta hai. Suno wo kya kaha raha hai tumse. Wo bhi tumse yehi bol raha hai ke Wapas aa jao jaha sab tumse pyar karte hai. Jaha Sapaane bhi haqqikat ke tarah lagte hai. Wahi karo jo tum hamesha se karte aaye ho dilo ko jeetna.
Zindagi me aksaar hum rashte bhaatak jaate hai, par bhaatakne par roone se kuch nahi hota, ye jo galaat rashta hai ishe bhi aapni mehek se bar do, ke yaha se guzaare wala har shaqs ke Zubaan par tumhara naam ho or Dil me ye ehsaas ke Jeena ishi ka naam hai.

Phir kya Zindagi bhi lad padegi tumhare liye maut se...Chinne ke le aayigi tumhe wapas aapne pass.

Kiyo mazak kar rahe ho mujhe se. May kuch bhi nahi...May kuch nahi kar shakta. May sirf...

tum sirf Khush ho, Tum Khush the, or khush he rahe wale ho. Chahe kuch bhi ho jaaye, chahe koi bhi aa jaaye tum tum he rahoge.
Tumhari fitraat he kuch aysi hai ke Tum badaal nahi shakte. Tho kiyo lage ho khud ko badaalne me,kiyo lad rahe ho khud se... Arre baqsha do yaar khud ko, kitna hurt karoge khud ko,aare ye befeeqari, besabar paan, deewaanigi Inse lakh chaho par tum peecha nahi chuda shakte. Tho bus phaank failaao or Udho jaao thod do ye pinjara ye bandish Dil ko azaad karo ko sarre bandaana se.

par aysa kaise hoga...?

Kaise hoga yaar ye tho bahut phale ho chuka hai bus ab mehsus karo aakhnee band karo or suno...?

And when i open my eyes sun rays touching my face. I thought it was a dream But it felt like Surreal...and who is that stranger...I know him Raato ka Raja tha wo...U always bring mirror with urself and show that to me...Miss u buddy really...

Haqqikat or sapaane me bus farq hota hai "Hone ka"...Jo hota hai par dekhta nahi wahi haqqikat hai...

Give me a place to stand and i ll move the earth...

Like any other day i went on bridge near my place i love to go their whenever i m happy or sad weather something is brothering me or i need peace i went there and sit calmly. I saw man already sitting where i used to sit. i went near him park my bike and set beside him. he didnt borther to notice me, may be he was there, just like me to find peace. so we both set their at the night. we didn’t talked to each other was just imagine the moon how bright it was looking at that time with few stars so clear sky lovely weather wind blowing. It feels great i was enjoying that night with my thought actually that day i didnt have one... it happens rarely. It’s the most blissful night without anything to think on just feeling the peace and love nature is giving me, my heart was beating rhythmic with blowing wind's beat. Its musical...

Suddenly i heard something...

Life is all about survival it’s not a journey not even beautiful...!!!

Surprisingly that man beside me shouted those words...Truth or not But it just caught my attention.

So i asked him really...?
Then he said to me...

Life is all about survival it’s not a journey not even beautiful. you have to Survive for food, name, relationship, even survive for breathe here. This world is all selfish If u want something in life fight for it. It will not come to your door until you do something to bring that thing at your door steps. But always remember fight what your heart say not because your mind is saying if u do that it ll bring that thing. Please don’t think like that... Mind is all calculated and u ll misses the biggest miracle of your life.

Ok i said but why are you telling me those thing. Are you drunk or what. i had came here just to chill. So please enjoy your own thoughts and let me enjoy mine. I said those things to him and leave that place and went lil far from there. Now i was thinking who is HE...why he is telling those things to me... he seems drunk...Did something brothering him or he need someone to just listen. Those words seems realistic to me. Whatever his problem is he is right life is a survival for existence. Den i thought everybody needs someone to listen them so i went near him and ask him. What happen did something brothering you u can tell me i ll listen to you. Don’t know whether it ll help or not weather i ll shot your problem or not but sometime its feels good when you open your heart to someone.

So tell me i m all my ears, without any judgments.

He looked at me from top to bottom smiles at me and said have you watched Mera naam joker?

I said yes its one of my fav movie i had watched that movie lots of time.

So u had watched that movie lots of time and yet you liked that movie and the character of joker that much and you want to be like him. And now u r trying to be one right now...Dost don’t try to behave like joker It ll not take u anywhere. You ll be struck and always be there from where you had started your life.

Wht r you saying that character always spread happiness and joy..

Yups he did but what ll he gets from spreading that thing.

Did he need anything in return?

Oh my friend you are living in which world. Khyaalo ke duniya se bahar aao meri jaan dekho duniya wasi nahi hai jaisi tum dekhna chahte ho wo jaisi hai wasi he rahegi. Tum joker banke duniya ko badane chale ho kya...Dost let me tell you something all stroies of life revolve around 3 characters Hero, villains and joker... Hero always say give a place to stand and i ll move the world.

Villain say i didn’t need any place to stand don’t give me i ll have the place and i ll show how to move the world.

While joker says why to move the world just smile it is beautiful as it is...

Did you find whom people like the most Villain bcaz he shows guts to do whatever he wants to do.

Den hero bcaz he kindly ask for place but very few idiot likes the joker and want to be like him. bcaz he didnt want anything for himself and dats the bullshit thing now a days.

So be realistic and try something new. if you ask me i ll suggests u try to be like villain not like hero or joker make everything comes to your door step don’t beg for it...fight for it... And after saying those things he went away saying think about it.... And i m still thinking about his words...Is he right...Is world is filled with selfishness...BTW i didnt went far on his thought and what i want to be...But some thing is right in his thought. that makes me think about that...

So did i want to be villain in my life or hero or joker...Dont know yet...:P 

Zindagi kya hai...?

Batao batao me kal Maa se pucha Zindagi kya hai...?

Thoda socha unhone or kaha Zindagi...!!!

Zindagi tu hai mere laal...;)

May haas pada or haste hue pucha kaise...?

Zindagi ek phaali hai hum ushe jitna samjhne jaate hai utne he uljaate jaate hai...Humne lagta hai ke hum zindagi ko jaante hai par zindagi ushi pal humara ye bharam thod dete hai or kuch or he nazaar aati hai...

tu bhi bus wasa he hai...Tujhe may samjhna chahti thi par nahi samjh paayi aaj thaak...Tu har pal badalta rehta hai...

Tu zindagi ke tarah bahate rehta hai...Tu kisi ke roke se nahi rukhta...Tu bus behata jaata hai...Tere ek alag he duniya hai jisme sahi or galaat kuch hota nahi...Jo hota hai bus tera hota hai...Tere upper kisi ka control nahi hai...Khud tera bhi nahi...Tujhe na, har koi jeena chahta hai...par tujhe jeena har kisi ke bas baat nahi...Teri khamoshi me bhi sawal hai...Teri alfazoo me bhi jawab nahi milte kabhi...Tu bolta kuch hai or log samjhte kuch hai...Tujhe samjhna hai tu us pal ko samjhna hoga par ushe samjhne bayte tho wo pal he guzaar jaayega...Tho simple hai ke soch samjh chod ke tere sath ho lo...

Tu bawaara Samundar hai kabhi bewajah shant rehta hai kabhi bewajah gusse se bahar hu...teri har lehar kuch naya he faasana kehti hai...Teri har ek mauj me alag he khasish hai...Bahuto ne chaha hoga ke teri gehari naape...Par hua yu hoga ke kisi me bhi hosala na raha hoga barbaad hone ka, tujh me utarne ka...Or jisne thoda hosala dekhaya hoga wo adhure me he wapas laut gaye hoge...Teri koi manzil nahi hai tera koi rasta nahi...

Par ha teri is belaagam kashti ko lagam dene ke khosish bahut log karege...

shyaad may bhi...Par yaad rakhna ke Tu zindagi hai tu kisi ke liye rok nahi shakta...!!!

I want the part of you that you refuse to give to anyone...

That night they were fighting like real...It is not just another cat and dog fight its something more bitter and worst...Every word they use is meant to hammer the heart and they both keep hitting each other with those until it break...

Why are we fighting...?

Tell me what u want from me...

u think i want something from u...Ya u always thought that...Its not a relationship we are doing business here...

Huhhhhhhhh...Why you always do these unexpected things to me...I didn't do anything for u...

I don't know why...But i do...What my heart tells me to do...Is it any problem...

Yups they irritate me...Seriously i want to know what u want from me...?

You really wanna hear this...?

yeah i want to know...

hmmm...What i want from u...

I want you to be u the way god sent u to this world drop all those wall that u have created around u and stretch your wings and fly in to the sky...

I want to see u dancing with moon and flirting with stars...

I want to see the real  u...i want the part of you that you refuse to give to anyone...

I want to know what you’re thinking about when I look over at you and you seem so far away. I want to know what keeps you up at night when it’s 3 am and a lot of the world is fast asleep. I want to know if you’ve ever been in love, I want to know how your heart has been broken. I want to know why you don’t feel as if you’re good enough for anyone. I want to know what hurts you the most. I want to know, when was the last time you cried? I want to know if you love one parent more than the other and I want to know about your older siblings. I want to know why you feel insignificant all the time and I want to know why you shut people out half the time. I want to know things that no one knows about you— I want to know your deepest secrets. I want to know you trust me with these things because then I’ll feel as though I have a purpose here. I want to know what makes you happiest in this world, and I want to know what you do when you’re happy and home alone. I want to know about the way you see the world, and the way you see me. I want to know why you feel lonely even in a room full of people, because I feel it too. I want to know who you love most here and why. I want to know about your favorite form of art and how you express yourself. I want to know about all the places you’ve seen and the places you want to see. I want to know where you’ve been and where you’re going. I want to know about where you go when you’re sad. How were you before me? I want to know about your biggest mistakes. I want to know your greatest accomplishments. I want to know about your hopes and aspirations. I want to know what makes you different and I want to know why I feel this way about you. I want to know everything about you even if it takes a lifetime.