Monday, June 30, 2014

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.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Koi chod jaye sath bewaqt to bura lagta hai...


Photo by Maryam Ashra

Khile hue gulab ka murghana bura lagta hai,
Koi chod jaye sath bewaqt to bura lagta hai...

Fasle mitana achi bat hai,
mager unka kisi or ke kareebi jana bura lagta hai...

yu tho chalti hawa roj fizao me,
par hawa bhi unko chuker gujare to bura lagta hai...

unki hasi lagti humne sabse pyari hai
par unko kisi ko dekh kar muskurana bura lagta hai...

Intezaar me unke bita du sari umar,
lekin unka yu mil ke  bicheed jana bura lagta hai...

kaha to dete hai hum roj bewafa unko,
par kisi or ka unpe ilzaam lagana bura lagta hai...

Wo naam na le humara zindagi bar gum nahi,
par na jane kyo unke labo pe  kisi or ka naam ana bura lagta hai...

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Ek Khushrang khwab hai massarrat...!!!


Na koi umeed ke na hui koi Hassrat,
ek Khushrang khwab hai massarrat...!!!


Na ke thi dosti lekin dushmani kar bayta hai ye dil...
Na jalati hai mujhe, na jalne deti hai ye...
Ek ajnabi shama hai kareebi jakar jana hai parwane ne abhi...

Khushnuma pal tha jab jaana tha ushe,
Adbhut duniya thi jab pehchana tha ushe...
Jab bhi ke khoisish faana hone ke,
usne de hai dua jeene ke mujhe...
Ya khuda na pucha na puchunga kabhi,
Ek sawal kyo chod diya adhura mujhe...

Arthi raat dale sannate ke,
uthati hai ab shoolo ke tarah...
ulazhe hue alfaz zehn me,
chubte hai ab khannto ke tarah...
khyaal-e-jannat, dozhad aur zindagi,
mil bayate hai ab yaaro ke tarah...!!! 


Khush

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Aye ajnabi kuch to bol...

Aye ajnabi kuch to bol...

Tanha hai saanse, bechain hai ruh...
Kuch idhar bhi kuch udhar bhi...

Khamosh hai Dariya, Viraana hai sahil,
Kuch idhar bhi kuch udhar bhi...

Aye ajnabi kuch to bol...

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Sarre Fitrat nakaboo me chupa rakhi hai, Tasveer lekin deewaaro me saaza rakhi hai...!!!

Photo By Maryam Ashraf 

Sarre fitrat nakaboo me chupa rakhe hai, 
Tasveer lekin deewaaro me saaza rakhi hai...

Kahte hai wo Duniya se khuli kitaab hu,
Ek adbhut duniya kahi or saaza rakhi hai...

Chand ke tarah khud ko tanha bana rakha hai,
Sitaroo ka ek huzum aapne pass saaza rakha hai...

Ek ajnabi zaare se bhi jaate hai wo sehem,
Jaane kitne moti aapni palko me saaza rakha hai...

Sarre fitrat nakaboo me chupa rakhe hai,
Tasveer lekin deewaaro me saaza rakhi hai...!!!



By Khush

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Virgin Draft...!!!

A smile happens in a flash, but its fragrance can last a life time in our memory and whenever we recall that smile his fragrance still blossom our days.




5 am...! 
Half awake...!!
Minor headache, body feels tired and sleepy...!!!
But still didnt sleep maybe something is bothering or may be someone...?
Yups its something of that someone from last morning. 


Yesterday night i m reading a novel "love story"  its a Romantic friction. Its very much appreciated and interesting too. While reading it, I didnt remember the time. Just going with the flow. But while at its last chapter, i heard some sound...Its disturbing...
Tick tock tick tock tick tock...!!!
Sound of my watch, i saw the time. Time is running at its constant speed or maybe more...


Though it is their before i start the novel but that time i didnt heard anything. How come i heard it now. Maybe caz its morning every thing is so quite. But I can hear it clearly something mysterious on that sound. May be i m feeling sleepy that why my mind thinks this way. So i start reading again...Again heard something i looked towards my watch but this time its not that; its something else...It is happening fast, sounds like heart beat...i looked all over my room no one is there then i checked my own...Its mine...! beating very fasts, now i heard mine breathe also its too happening fast, i frighten and feeling thirsty dont know what is happening to me. I went to the Kitchen drink lots of water and came back on my bed. Rested for a while After i regain calmness start thinking about what is happening to me. May be i m too tired and sleepy that's why. But still have a doubt bcaz it never happens before...Whatever i kept unfinished Novel on the table with the bookmark switch off the light, closed my eyes, dropped all the thoughts in the dustbin and went to sleep...


Few Minutes later same mysterious sound popping into my ears this time its melodic, the combination of Tick tock tick, heart beat , along with my breathe. Its sounds Beautiful like some composition of Nushaad sahab, Never heard that before but its their. May be i m busy somewhere else so that i cant hear it...This time i m enjoy it, now it sounds familiar and i m flowing with it...But then i realize that it has some sweet fragrance in it also. Its smells like, when i m out in rainy days roaming near forest the earthly smell with some flower; what is it...??? Ah ! Raat Rani...


Raat Rani...!!!


How come i smell Raat Rani here in my room. There is no plant nearby my building, didnt have any perfume then where the hell it is coming from... In Shocked and surprised i didnt sleep now. Switch on the light went on searching for that Fragrance. But couldnt find it.
Even now that mysterious melodic sound is gone so as that sweet fragrance. Now i can stop my mind...Lots of thoughts making noise in my mind. So i decided to went out for cigarette and chai. Looked the time its 5.30. Start dressing up, Collect my wallet and bike keys went down.
open the door and went out near my bike its cold out here and when i saw up on the sky i couldnot see anything  its to foggy that morning rarely happen here. Even i could not see the street light. But its beautiful. Starts my bike and went towards Kaka the famous chai wala he is the only one open at this time. he always open early. When i m driving same thoughts going in my mind again and again how come i smell Raat rani...
Anyways i reached kaka's chai outlet. For the first time in my life i didnt see anyone in this outlet. I asked "kaka abhi aaye ho kya" he replied hanji aaj thand kuch zada thi maan he nahi kar raha tha razaii se bahar nikalne ka... Aap aaj yaha kaise itni shubha shubha...???
Bus Ji ayse he neend zaldi khul gayi tho socha chai pee lu. Ek special kating dena cigarette ke sath...

Hanji bus abhi lo...


I m still thinking about Raat Rani and that incident. Its something mysterious and magic in it...May be i m reading novel so its my mind's trick. Or it happens, Bcaz sound is real but that fragrance is too real, may be not...Holy fish...!!!
Aapki Speacial kating chai cigarette ke sath...
Light the cigarette take a long puff then start drinking chai along with it. While drinking chai again saw the sky, sun is covered with cloud and fog that why his light didnt reached that much but still it is brighten enough. City looks calm and silent in this morning even birds are still asleep. No one around here expect me and kaka...Its Blissful.. Enjoying the morning and forget about everything that happens to me right away.


Suddenly with a flash of a light i heard someone's childish laughter. Sound so fresh and sweet that i m attracted towards it scent... Coming from the front buildings balcony  i looked up and saw a glimpse of a girl. She is playing with a butterfly. She looked old for this childish laughter may be she is on its twenties...Playing with butterfly when ever butterfly sits somewhere she blow her and laugh. She does that again and again, while doing this she enjoys every bit of that moment.
While watching her doing this i too enjoyed it donno why...likewise i m also doing that stupid thing with her. I think that butterfly is also enjoying too thats why she is still with her...But after sometimes that butterfly flew far away from her and while that butterfly is flying away, her eyes seemed indifferent and toxin. Her face become depressed and sad. She stand alone waiting for her  looking into the deep and open sky. While she is waiting for that butterfly i constantly watching her face it is filled with trust, eyes having all the hope of this world. Some time later that butterfly came back and set on her. And now her face look pleasant and blessed. But she again blow that butterfly and laugh...And that butterfly flew away...But this time she smile while that butterfly is going...And that smile is fetching. She looks blissful now... Now i m confused...Very much confused... first she is happy while playing with her, secondly she is sad when she flew away and again she is happy...I didnt get that...I need another cigarette...I went toward kaka's...And asked him for cigarette But when i came back...


Sky is uncovered, fog is no more its clear and sunlight is purge. Now people are coming out from houses, bikes and cars went on road. Now i m no more alone watching that pretty girl playing with butterfly.  
Holy fish...!!! Is that a dreaming...? 
Really their is no one in the balcony. I think i m going mad...My mind didnt work now heart is beating too fast and breathe is uncontrollable...This night become sacred thing to me...All incident coming in my mind like some story...Its seems like story to me...
Few hours  before i smell the fragrance of Raat Rani in my room and now.


Raat Rani...!!!
a voice came from behind...
Ji Samane wale ghar me Raat Rani ka Ped hai...Ushe ki khushboo aati rehti hai....


My Mind just blow out...
Accha kaka yaha samane wali building me kaun kaun rehta hai...???
Sahab ek family hai jisme 3 log hai Pati Patni or unki bacchi...
Accha kya...Bacchi ke umar kya hogi...
pata nahi sahab shyaad 19-20 sal ke hogi college jate dekha hai mayne...
Hmmm...
Aap kiyo puch rahe ho ye sab...???
Kuch nahi bus Raat rani ka ped dekha na isliye...!!!


I m not dreaming everything happen today is real. Real as life...Real as water and sun everything...I m not mad...Started my bike and went back to Home...and thinking all this who is she....What is her name...How could i smell Raat Rani in my room...How could its possible that she had a Raat Rani plant in her house...Why i saw that pretty girl their today...why not before...Why i m happy watching her playing...Lots of Question going in my Mind...Reached home went to my room and fall into my bed and thinking about that smile, Her smile is magical and mysterious in the last that make me fall alseep... 


That what happens to me Yesterday morning...And that's why i didnt sleep today...And i didnt dare to complete that novel...One of my friend told me that everyone has to have one love story in his bookshelf...So i bought that...


Now Suggest me What i ll do...i didnt sleep at all...:(