रिश्ता
न पूछो क्यों
बस इतना जान लो
ये रिश्ता गहरा है
दूरियाँ भले कितनी हों
तार जुड़े ही रहेंगे
ये रिश्ता गहरा है
वक़्त के पन्ने
चाहे जितने पलट लो
ये रिश्ता गहरा है
ख़याल मिले थे
दिल मिलते रहेंगे
ये रिश्ता गहरा है
एक उम्र निभाई है
एक उम्र का वादा है
ये रिश्ता गहरा हैSaath (साथ)
Chaos of Commitment
Water Colour by Cathy Hegmanजब मंज़िलें धुंदली हों और जब रास्ते हो अनजाने क्या तुम साथ दोगे जब सासें फूलने लगे और चलना हो नामुमकिन क्या तुम साथ दोगे जब हौंसले हो तंग और जब हिम्मत न बन्धे क्या तुम साथ दोगे जब उम्मीदें जॉए बिखर और निराशा ही हाथ लगे क्या तुम साथ दोगे जब जेबें हो खाली और तेज़ भूक लगे क्या तुम साथ दोगे जब चिलचिलाती हो धुप और कहीं छाँव न दिखे क्या तुम साथ दोगे जब सब दामन चुरा लें और कोई मान न दे क्या तुम साथ दोगे जब सात वचन मैं लूँ ये और हाँ कह निभाऊँ उम्र भर उन्हें क्या तुम साथ दोगे
The Night Watchman
Dense fog hangs on Rather obstinately The underlying sense of gloom Is undeniable Rays of the morning sun Battle to sneak in The air feeble in its movement Struggles to rustle a leaf The embers have braved on Valiant in their heat They beat a cold night The ashes tell their tale The steaming cup of tea Signals a new day Dutybound or subservient He salutes with a morning wish Hope and need intertwine Need saying survive another day Hope nudging and telling him This too shall pass
Tijori (तिजोरी)
लम्हा लम्हा बीत रही है ज़िंदगी जीवन की अपनी ही एक ताल है वक्त की किसी से नहीं है बंदगी हाल-ए-जहाँ से बेवास्ता चाल है बचपन जवानी की चोटियाँ पीछे कहीं दूर छूठ गयीं ये अधेड़ उम्र की है वादियाँ बहती दरिया है, मोड़ आगे हैं कयीं कैसे ठहरें बस जायें किसी एक लम्हे में हम बिखरे पड़े हैं यादों के ढेरों मोती चमक है कुछ में और कुछ में है कम किसी लम्हे में सुबह, किसी में शाम नहीं होती भर तो ली है हमने यादों से तिजोरी वक्त के कहाँ हुए हम धनी हैं बाज़ार में माज़ी की क़ीमत है थोड़ी क्या मालूम बस सही परख़ की कमी है टिक टिक करता रहता है गजर मसखरी सुई भी ज़िद पे अड़ी है एक तू ही नहीं महफ़िल में बेख़बर ग़ौर कर ऐसे रईसों की भीड़ लगी है
Listen to Tijori – Recited by Sudhām I am YOU!
Perhaps it’s always been the case But I have begun to feel it more these days In important and in those little things In familiar yet in undescribable ways I notice it in the way I speak Even in the way I react to what I eat It manifests in my constant worry I have changed for sure and it’s bittersweet Each day I look in the mirror the feeling grows It causes me to miss you more and then not to There are no two ways about it, I am sure I was “me” now I am “you”
F.R.I.E.N.D.S – Family You Can Choose!
For most of us the growing up years of school are the times that we cherish. I bet many of us were asked to write essays on “My Best Friend”. Looking back at the years gone by, almost feel that friends are the family life lets you choose. Not to say that the I have complaints about the one I have (and no I’m not buttering up to my parents!!!).
I’m sure all of us have those cousins who irritate us no end and uncles who are snoots and aunts who’s son is better than you at everything. But when it comes to friends its different. These are people you’ve chosen to be with or those who have chosen you to be with. Either way it’s a two way street. When you’re with friends it doesn’t matter who picks up the tab after a couple of drinks at the pub. You don’t maintain books…most loans are on non-returnable basis! I guess what sets friends apart is the that there are no set expectations from friends…just that they are around.
My favourite friend moment was when a friend of mine called me and asked me what I was doing and when I said “Nothin” pat came the reply “Me too! Come over and we’ll do nothing together!!” That’s what friendship is all about. The ability to do nothing together! Who hasn’t spent endless hours just hanging around! Milkshake at ones place, followed by sandwiches at the next guys place.Having said that, with friends you don’t have to ask. We’ve all told those little lies for a friend. A little bit of truth bending. And no, friendship is not only about covering up its also about showing the way to the best of our capabilities. Yes, sometimes plans go horribly wrong.
Friendship is a spirit that does not age..you can press the pause button for days..months maybe even years and start from where you left off. Friendship is not only about reminisceing the moments spent together; it’s about creating one more moment every time you do!!!!
As John Lennon put it…”I get by with a lil help from my friends…”
I Believe
Sunlight streams through my window But fails to lighten up my dark corners The corners of my vacant heart Life just passed me by While I sat making other plans A long winding highway with pain at every bend A journey spent in waiting for the next milestone Just tunnels without any light at the end Good things come to those who wait they say How much longer? How much further? No stopovers, no goodbyes No fleeting moments stolen from life Lifes just a one way track headed nowhere Hope is the fuel I run on And I still wait because I believe Yes, I believe
Ode to a Sibling
Is there a burial ground for a heartache? A deep distant corner to bury your feelings Of the sort that were suppressed Emotions left unexpressed The ache of a playmate lost The agony of a companion gone The hand that helped me walk The one who shaped the way I write and talk Never to come back again ..you're gone without a trace Every time I've thought of you I've held back Stopped myself from wondering How it would have been had you been around How you'd have felt In my moments of joy and those when I was in pain Years have passed yet the hurt remains The unsaid and the unreleased is what I pen today Don't need photographs on the wall I close my eyes... I see your face
Thank You
A chance encounter A wave of hand A familiar face A breaking smile Triggers a train of thought A walk down memory lane Vivid images of cherished times Of growing up and carefree lives Classroom pranks and innocent lies Stolen lunches and greedy bites Muddy shoes and loose hung ties Of friendships stronger than family ties The teachers who fanned our imagination With a word of praise and the occasional stick An encouraging smile for every puzzled look Of discovering a world beyond text books It all comes back each time I pass you by I find myself await another smile This perhaps is a good time to say this For its been brewing for a while Everything I've ever wanted or wanted to be For making me who I am or ever will be Thank you dear Alma Mater For being a part of me
Life In a Cliche
I love to catch the morning sun in my eye Always believed there's a cloud with the silver lining somewhere in the sky I long to catch the winter morning breeze When it rains I relish the sight of the washed green leaves Yes there's a rainbow somewhere with a pot of gold For every ending there's a story still untold I know that good things come to those who wait That there will come a day when all the work is finished or when it is not too late I still feel the bitter truth is better than a lie That belief is in saying why not rather than why Wisdom is not in holding on but letting go When the tide is against you its better lying low In my life I have not loved wisely but loved deep Never made promises I could not keep Always tried to disguise my despair as patience Looked forward to the journeys and not the destinations Chosen life (Well...considering the alternative !) Thank you Lord for all the mercies Whenever I look back at my life I would love to have LIVED it just like the cliche!