Saturday, October 13, 2007
hey i liked this one tooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)
Yeh hawa ka rukh, yeh thehra sama
Bheed mein gumsum, main kahi tanha
Aaj yeh din kuch alag sa hai
Meelon ke faasle, dilon ki yeh dhadkan
Pyar mein tere mera yeh ladakpan
Aaj yeh rishta kuch alag sa hai
Patjhad ke thapedo ko sehn na jab kar paye
Karte hai aaj woh intezaar saawan ka nazre bichaye
Aaj yeh mausam kuch alag sa hai
Kayamat ki chah mein har pal ansoo bahana
Tera woh chal padna aur mera thehar jaana
Aaj yeh manzar kuch alag sa hai
Bheed mein gumsum, main kahi tanha
Aaj yeh din kuch alag sa hai
Meelon ke faasle, dilon ki yeh dhadkan
Pyar mein tere mera yeh ladakpan
Aaj yeh rishta kuch alag sa hai
Patjhad ke thapedo ko sehn na jab kar paye
Karte hai aaj woh intezaar saawan ka nazre bichaye
Aaj yeh mausam kuch alag sa hai
Kayamat ki chah mein har pal ansoo bahana
Tera woh chal padna aur mera thehar jaana
Aaj yeh manzar kuch alag sa hai
the zest to live!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was a long and tiring day at office.I just wanted to pack my bags and go home.I was happy that the day had ended.I was hoping that a hot water bath will relieve me of some tireness and the warm comfort of my bed will relax my senses completely.But all this hallucinations were cut short by a eardeafening sound.My heart almost skipped a beat!!!!
I looked around to see something that i wished i never had.I overheard some saying a young boy mostly in this mid twenties has met with an accident.Its a common sight in a busy city like Mumbai.This hustle-bustle has become a part of everyday routine.Honestly people sympathise with the victim and forget about it the next moment.So for me too it didnot make much difference.
The loss was done,there was no point crying over it now.One of my friend is of the opinion that after the damage is done one should not go in for damage control,it serves no purpose.(I am highly motivated to think like him!!!)But i cant...so i thought i will surely go and see that guy once.
I was devastated.Oh Christ!!!it was arihant...my college senior,the one who was a complete bike enthusiast.He literally walked and talked bikes.Everyone in college were well aware of his passion for bikes (and girls too!!!)
He was still lying on the road,bleeding profusely.He looked up high at me.He recognised me,he managed to smile through those teary eyes.Everything is fine, he said. I'm doing all right. I'm doing nicely. I know my way home. I'll be there in half an hour.I will pick up my bike,knock at the door and I shall say, help me out. I shall make my voice sound ordinary and natural and none of them will take any notice.I will wipe off the blood. Then I shall say, someone help me to get in.I can't do it alone because I've lost one of my legs. They'll all laugh and think that I'm joking, and I shall say, all right, come and have a look.Then koshy will open the door.He'll probably be sick because of all the blood and the mess. I shall laugh and say, for God's sake, help me out.
He glanced down again at his right leg. There was not much of it left but a great mess and a lot of blood.The sight of blood makes me feel nauseaous.I gave my hand in an effort to pull him out of the mess.He looked down at it ,he felt as though he was seeing something that did belong to him. It had nothing to do with him. It was just a mess which happened to be there on the road,something strange and unusual and rather interesting. It was like finding a dead cat on the sofa.
He really felt fine, and because he still felt fine, he felt excited and unafraid.
its incomplete though.........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I looked around to see something that i wished i never had.I overheard some saying a young boy mostly in this mid twenties has met with an accident.Its a common sight in a busy city like Mumbai.This hustle-bustle has become a part of everyday routine.Honestly people sympathise with the victim and forget about it the next moment.So for me too it didnot make much difference.
The loss was done,there was no point crying over it now.One of my friend is of the opinion that after the damage is done one should not go in for damage control,it serves no purpose.(I am highly motivated to think like him!!!)But i cant...so i thought i will surely go and see that guy once.
I was devastated.Oh Christ!!!it was arihant...my college senior,the one who was a complete bike enthusiast.He literally walked and talked bikes.Everyone in college were well aware of his passion for bikes (and girls too!!!)
He was still lying on the road,bleeding profusely.He looked up high at me.He recognised me,he managed to smile through those teary eyes.Everything is fine, he said. I'm doing all right. I'm doing nicely. I know my way home. I'll be there in half an hour.I will pick up my bike,knock at the door and I shall say, help me out. I shall make my voice sound ordinary and natural and none of them will take any notice.I will wipe off the blood. Then I shall say, someone help me to get in.I can't do it alone because I've lost one of my legs. They'll all laugh and think that I'm joking, and I shall say, all right, come and have a look.Then koshy will open the door.He'll probably be sick because of all the blood and the mess. I shall laugh and say, for God's sake, help me out.
He glanced down again at his right leg. There was not much of it left but a great mess and a lot of blood.The sight of blood makes me feel nauseaous.I gave my hand in an effort to pull him out of the mess.He looked down at it ,he felt as though he was seeing something that did belong to him. It had nothing to do with him. It was just a mess which happened to be there on the road,something strange and unusual and rather interesting. It was like finding a dead cat on the sofa.
He really felt fine, and because he still felt fine, he felt excited and unafraid.
its incomplete though.........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, October 12, 2007
I liked this poem...so I thought of sharing it wid you all!!!!!!!!!
Humara saath pal bhar ka hi sahi,
par woh pal aise the jaise koi kal nahi
zindagi ki raahon mein shayad na phir milna ho kabhi
Par mehakti rahengi tumhari yaadein mujh mein hamesha hi
Din jo dhal gaye hai yuhi
Raat bhi guzar gayi hai yuhi
Koshishein to bahut ki mere dil ne
Par zubaan pe baat reh gayi woh adhuri
Guzre huye kal ki har pal yaad sataati hai,
kuch lamho se ankhen bhi meri nam ho jaati hai,
meri rooh tujh mein kuch aise doob jati hain
jab aap ke har ek ehsaas ki yaad mujhe aati hai.
Zindagi ki hawayen kar rahi hai ab mere dil ki roshni ka faisla
Jab haar jaungi is dil ke dar par Reh jayega bas teri yaadon ka basera
par woh pal aise the jaise koi kal nahi
zindagi ki raahon mein shayad na phir milna ho kabhi
Par mehakti rahengi tumhari yaadein mujh mein hamesha hi
Din jo dhal gaye hai yuhi
Raat bhi guzar gayi hai yuhi
Koshishein to bahut ki mere dil ne
Par zubaan pe baat reh gayi woh adhuri
Guzre huye kal ki har pal yaad sataati hai,
kuch lamho se ankhen bhi meri nam ho jaati hai,
meri rooh tujh mein kuch aise doob jati hain
jab aap ke har ek ehsaas ki yaad mujhe aati hai.
Zindagi ki hawayen kar rahi hai ab mere dil ki roshni ka faisla
Jab haar jaungi is dil ke dar par Reh jayega bas teri yaadon ka basera
I watched...........
I watched as you walked away
into a world apart from mine
I asked you to stay back
but my invitation you declined
My book it bore your name
itched in black and blue
All your memories faded away
like the morning dew
My heart still awaits the day
when you will come back and say
that lets make a new start....
into a world apart from mine
I asked you to stay back
but my invitation you declined
My book it bore your name
itched in black and blue
All your memories faded away
like the morning dew
My heart still awaits the day
when you will come back and say
that lets make a new start....
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