My Interview

Sher e bahaar

कुछ दफनाये हुए से लम्हे निकाले हमनें
तोह एक सहमी सी आवाज़ आई की न खेलो ज़ज्बातों से
हमें भी शौक था दिल से दिल्लगी कर ली
जो शमा बुझ चुकी थी उसमें चिंगारी भर दी

Kucch dafanaaye hue se lamhe nikale humne
toh ek sehmi si awaz aai ki naa khelo zazbaaton se
hume bhi shouk tha dil se dillagi kar li
jo shama buzh chuki this usme chigari bhar di

Ek aur sher

यह जो शामे फुरकत की लौट आई है तुम्हें रुखसत करके

हम तो ग़म को छुपाया करते अपनी आंखों में

यूँ तो फितरत में नही है हमारी आंसू दिखाना

पर यह निकल आते है तुम्हारी आरजू में

Yeh jo shaame furkat ki lout aayi hai tumhe ruksat karke

Hum toh gham ko chupaya karte apni aankhon mein

Yu toh fidrat mein nahi hai humari aansu dikhana

Par yeh nikal aate hai tumhari aarzoo mein

Sirf ek Sher

यूँही हम पे इलजामे मोहब्बत न लगाओ

शायद हमें मोहब्बत की इजाज़त नहीं

हम खड़े तो हैं खुद के दम पर

लेकिन किसने कहा हमें सहारे की ज़रुरत नहीं

Yuhi hum pe ilzaame mohabbat na lagao

Shayad hume mohabbat ki izzazat nahi

Hum khade toh hai khud ke dum par

Lekin kisne kaha hume sahare ki zaroorat nahi

Vacuum

Involuntarily the tears just roll down

An image just flashes by

The feelings overcome all sensibilities

I try to grab for support

All I get is vacuum

There is nothing

Just nothing but stillness

Nothing to hold on to

Nothing to latch on to

I did have a hope

That too was taken away

This vacuum suffocates me

I choke

I want to call out

But I must not speak

My words can destroy the peace

I embrace myself

I am the only one I can hold on to

I am the only one I can trust

I must walk

If I want to call

I must just call for myself

I will be there for me

It is my battle

And I shall fight it

Who says I am alone

I have me

And I will come out triumphant

Why?

Why is it that sometimes you just want to tear your heart out.

Why is it that sometimes you want to just cry out loud

Why is it that sometimes u want to just hold on

Why is it sometimes all you want to do is move on

Why is it sometimes the tears just roll down

Why is it sometimes that u can not give up the frown

Why is it sometimes u just cant love enough

Why is it sometimes that you just don’t want to give up

Why should you pain

Why cant everything be just the same

Why is all I want to know, why!

Serendipity

Do things happen by chance?

Or are these things created by us

Or there is the power that we call God

Some day when I know the truth

I will tell everybody

I am just walking the path

That is laid before me

Some bends are beautiful

And some are just plain dreadful

But I just walk

Cause that’s the best that I can do

If this whole circus is created by Him

Then He would surely be God

But God has this funny habit

Of changing sign boards every now and then

Of putting roadblocks

Of closing shops when u want to buy

Of opening shops when u are broke

But I know there is sense

In the comedy that He is creating

So I do walk

But I do make choices as well

To follow the sign board that I want

To avoid or climb over the roadblock

To get good bargains from where I want

After all I believe in destiny