आज कुछ अलग-सा लिख रहा हूं

आज कुछ अलग-सा लिख रहा हूं,
बस उसे सोच कर शब्दों को जोड़ रहा हूं,
वो लम्हे, वो बिताए हुए पलों को
बड़ी खुबसुरती से कैद कर सजा रहा हूं।

आज कुछ हसीन-सा लिख रहा हूं,
बात पहली मुलाकात की कर रहा हूं,
वो नैनों की लड़ाई, और बात-बात पर झगड़ना
और फिर प्यार से मनाना लिख रहा हूं।
आज कुछ अलग-सा लिख रहा हूं,
बात थोड़े इजहार की लिख रहा हूं,
बात थोड़े तेरे-मेरे साथ की लिख रहा हूं,
वो यादें, वो बेवजह कई वक़्त तक
साथ बैठ जानें की लिख रहा हूं,
वो वादे, वो कसमें सब याद कर
तेरे बातों को लिख रहा हूं,
आज कुछ मदहोशी-सा लिख रहा हूं।

मुलाकात, इजहार, इकरार सब लिख दिया
कलम ने मेरे,
आगे भी लिखना चाहता था पर
ये थम-सा गया बेचारा,
बात,
बात शायद बेवफाई की ये लिख ना पाया,
आज वही अधूरा-सा मुलाकात लिख रहा हूं,

आज उन्हीं ख़्वाबों को लिख रहा हूं,
जिसे लिखने से मेरा कलम भी डरता है,
और मालूम नहीं क्यूं पर ये हाथ भी लिखने वक़्त रूक-सा जाता है,
जिसे सोचकर मेरा रूह आज भी थड़ा-सा जाता है,
शायद आज भी जिसे ये पागल-सा दिल कुबुल नहीं कर पाया है,
आज उन्हीं टूटे हुए अरमानों को लिख रहा हूं,
आज फिर अपना अधूरा ख्यालात लिख रहा हूं…

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Confusion

My mouth wants to speak,
But no sound escapes.
My body wants to move,
But my brain doesn’t listen.
My heart wants to memorize,
But my senses always denied .
Why even my desire refused by myself?
Why am I so broken?
Why is it so hard?

I can’t let you see how vulnerable I’m,
I can’t give an inch,
Or I feel like I’ll lose it all.
Why do i still bother to try?
When I can’t even lift a finger in your direction.

To hold your hand,
To let you know how much I need you, When all I want is for you to hold me,
But I sit in silence,
Silently Frozen.

I’ve forgotten what it’s like to just be in the moment with you,
You see, my heart’s gone cold to preserve what little is left of me.
So I often wonder.
Why do i still love you?
When you’re nothing left except the garbage,
And why do you still love me?
When I’m nothing but broken pieces of who I used to be?

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मालूम नहीं

यह जो लड़ाई थी,
जिसमें शामिल न तुम थे,
न हम थे,
फिर भी न जाने क्यों ये गरदीस थी?
ये मौसम कि रूहानियत थी,
वो हवा कि सर- सराती हुई बेरूखी थी,
और सांसों की गिनती भी कम थी,
और ऐसे में भी,
तुम्हारा न आना तय था।

मैं आज कि नहीं, उन लम्हों कि बात कर रहा हूं,
जब तुमने, छुआ था मेरे दिल के इस तार को,
और बड़ी मासूमियत से, तोड़ा था उस दिल के हाल को,
सच कहता हूं , वो जो वक्त ठहरा था मेरे आस-पास,
उसकी याद, आज भी आंखें नम कर जाती है,
शायद,
वह समर जो दुनिया वाले भूल चुके हैं,
वो दंगे, वो लड़ाई, आज भी होती है,
मेरे दिल के इस दरवाजे पे।

कितना समझाया इसे, पर यह मानता भी तो नहीं है,
तैयार है ये,
उन धूल खाते दर्द को फिर से तरोताजा करने को,
जो अपनी निशाना छोड़ गई थी बरसों पहले,
मालूम नहीं,
ये उस दर्द को इक बार फिर से झेल पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नहीं,
ये उस जुदाई को फिर से सह पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नहीं,
ये उन आंखों से गिरते हुए आंसू को फिर से रोक पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नही,
ये सांसों की गिरती हुई रफ्तार को फिर से जोड़ पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नहीं………… मालूम नहीं
पर तैयार है यह,
आज एकबार फिर से ऐतवार के लिए।

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क्या मुझसे मिलने आयी हो?

क्या मुझसे मिलने आयी हो? कह दो ना तुम,
एक बार के लिए ही सही,
बस कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो,
सच कहता हूं,
कोई और कारण रोक नहीं पाएगा मुझे,
तुमसे मिलने से,
बस तुम एक बार कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो।

सच कहता हूं,
अब मुझे फर्क नहीं पड़ता है कि तुम अकेले आयी हो,
या फिर किसी के साथ आयी हो,
बस कह दो कि मुझसे मिलने आयी हो।

शायद तुम्हें याद नहीं, पर उस दिन कि बातें जो अधूरी रह गई थी हमारे बीच वो अब भी बाकी है,
वो तुम्हारी रखी आधी चाय, उस दिन जो फ़ोन के चक्कर में तुमने छोड़ दी थी वो अब भी बाकी है,
वो तुम्हारा लुडो खेलना मेरे साथ और जीत जाने पर बरी मासुमियत से चिढ़ाना मुझे अब भी बाकी है,
वो मेरे साथ लड़ाई, वो खट्टी-मीठी नोक-झोंक ही सही पर वो सब अब भी बाकी है,
शायद तुम्हें याद नहीं पर वह तुम्हारी टूटी चप्पल सिलने के बाद अभी भी तुम्हारी राह देख रही है,
वो मेरी डायरी पे तुमने जो अधूरी चित्रकारी की थी वो भी पूरा होने के लिए तुम्हारे हाथों से बैचैन हो रही है,
वो उस दिन तुम्हारे साथ जब घूम रहा था तब तुम्हारा हाथ अपने हाथों में डालकर घूमना बाकी रह गया था वो अब भी बाकी है,
तुम्हे याद है कि नहीं पर तुम्हारे साथ मेरी कुछ बातें , कुछ सपने अधूरे रह गए वो अब भी बाकी है।

आज आई हो तो बस कह दो कि तुम वो बातें पूरी करने आयी हो जो कभी हमारे दरम्यान अधूरी रह गई थी,
या फिर वो अधूरी चाय के साथ बची सिसकियां पूरी करने आयी हो जो तुमने कभी अधूरा छोड़ा था,
बस एक बार कह दो कि तुम वो अधूरा लूडो का खेल जो पहले कभी हमने साथ खेला था उसे खत्म करने आयी हो,
या वो डायरी पे बनी अधूरी चित्रकारी जो तुम्हारा राह देख रही है उसे पूरा करने आयी हो,
नहीं तो मेरे साथ हाथों में हाथ डालकर एक हो के घूमने आई हो,
बस एक बार कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो,
झूठ ही सही बस एक बार कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो।

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Feelings, oh feelings!

Because i shifted myself over you,
You hurt me with your careless insults.
They cut through me like a knife,
But blood doesn’t comes out,
So that it cured by expert surgeon.

Like nails were driven into my heart and soul,
So I went to live in the woods,
To make it easier for me to forget
the hurt,
And all the things you have done and said.

You’ve done me wrong by killing myself,
I play the records you’ve engraved into my mind,
Over and over again every day,every hours,every minutes,every seconds,to ever nano……micro……

So I went to live in a world
far away from danger, from harm,
from you and people like you.

Feelings, oh feelings!
Who can escape your presence?
Who can pretend as if you never have to be dealt with?

Who can be so foolish to think,
That one can go on the run,
Without carrying you in the heart,
Until one dares to search,
For the place where you were conceived to hide?

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पर अब, तुमसे प्यार नहीं है

नींद तो अब भी नहीं आती,
भुख तो अब भी नहीं लगती,
दिल और दिमाग की लड़ाई तो अब भी होती है,
पर अब, तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

तेरे नाम पे आज भी चुप हो जाता हूँ,
आज भी बोलते- बोलते लड़खड़ा जाता हूँ,
कभी- कभी ही सही, पर तुम्हें याद तो आज भी कर लेता हूँ,
पर आज, तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

आज भी तेरी गलियों से, हूँ मैं गुजरता,
डर आज भी, मुझे है उतना ही लगता,
मुस्कुरा लेता हूं आज भी, तेरी हरकतें याद करके,
पर कसम से, अब तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

लिखता तो तुम्हें आज भी हूँ,
तेरा जिक्र मेरे सामने आज भी होता है,
तेरे नाम से, आज भी लाली छा जाती है चेहरे पे,
पर कतई , आज तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

आज भी आईने के सामने सजता हूँ,
हवाओं के अलग होने का आज भी एहसास करता हूँ,
इश्क में आज भी निलाम होता हूँ,
वो भी सरे आम होता हूँ,
पर सच मे, आज तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

तेरे नाम से मुझे चिढ़ाती आज भी तेरी सहेलियाँ है,
आज भी मेरा सिगरेट और शराब से बैर ही है,
मेरा इश्क आज भी मुफ्त का बाजार ही है,
पर दिल से, अब तुमसे, प्यार नहीं है।

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There is always a ‘but’

I type, type and keep on typing. Without wasting a second even for comma while typing.
I write all I want to tell you.
I write all I want you to know.
My fingers and feelings synchronised.
Full stop.

I am ready to click ‘send’.
But, I stop.
I erase all the words.
I won’t be able to do it.
A wave of feelings rise in my heart.
It is a strange fresh feeling.
Something I have never felt before.
Something I never felt for anyone but this for you.
I don’t understand.

Why?
Why it’s with me?
Why I feel this way?
Why this for you?
And lots of why with bla…bla…bla?

Whenever I hear anyone talking of you,
Telling how close you are with them,
I feel jealous.
I burn in the fire of jealousy.
I am affected by you, the way I am affected by no one else.

I want to show my pride,
I want to proof that I too have an ego.
I want to see, how long will you take to call me back.
To text me, to converse with me.

But I can’t bear it.
The pull of my patience breaks
And I submit myself.

I don’t want to feel this way.
I don’t want to feel rejected when you ignore me.
I don’t give a blame to anyone.
But it hurts when you don’t give even a look to me.
I don’t want to, but…
There is always a ‘but’.

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Meri Aadate

Maine uss gali mai jaana chhod diya
Jis se teri buu aati hai.

Mai ne unn rato se bair krr liya
Jo teri yaad dilati hai.

Maine khud se milna chhod dya,
Kyuki wo tumhara hua krta tha.

Mai ne saaas lena bhi chor diya
Sayad wo hawa tujhe Chuu ke guzri ho.

Maine Sona chor diya,
Taki tere sapne na wapas aaye.

Mai nafrat ke saath rehna sikh gya,
Kuki pyaar teri sakal ki yaad dilata hai.

Maine dosti krna chhod diya,
Taaki fir ehsaas na ho jaye ki tubhi kabhi meri dost thi.

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Loving someone is difficult!

Its like hamering the heart,
Freezing of sensation,
Barking of mind and fighting with hooligan heart.

We love, and we expect to be loved back.
When we don’t get the much-expeected in bonding,
Out involvement gives us pain!

We care, we yearn, we wait,
We spend every second of our life,
Thinking about that one person whom we love.

But when we realize that this person whom we are so dedicated,
So committed is not at all thinking about us the entire day it gives us frustration.

But still we can’t stop loving,
The more we are ignored the more we love,
The more we invite pain.

Is loving someone is so difficult?
Or the only first love is difficult??
But always the difficult roads leads to beautiful destination!!!!

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Its journey to the destination

Its journey to the destination,
Like of forming a tree.

By making first look as the seed,
Hate as the seeding,
Gazing as the pullulation,
And unfriend relationship as sapling.

Now its time to provide appropriate nutrition,
Thinking is like sunlight,
Talking is like water,
Waiting eagerly to atleast see a look is like chlorophyll,
And your smile is like the fertilizer which amazed the growth.

Now how I’ll live any second and how it’s hard ,
Without thinking about you,
Without talking to you,
Without seeing you.

Its going well around the dusk hour to dawn hour,
But EGO comes as insects,rodents,
While attitude which is negative appears as weeds,
Its time to take care and nutrisize the relationship by a energetic smile.

As time passed the plant like relationship growths well with or without any support,
Here few Chutya(not literally) friends acts like support,
Which hampers from other birds and animals,
Its all signs to be a start of friendship between you and me.

Now as the plant becomes a tree,
Simultaneously friendship changed its form,
And its leads to the start of new cycle my dear,
Forming of fruits and flowers ,And
Enjoying the fregrence and sweetness…..

At this stage its like hurting,
Like any cut at any part of tree hurts the whole tree,
But the rainy season provides the real beauty….
Now you can amazed the situation my dear……

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