बीतीं बातें

बात आज की नहीं, बात तो कल की है
बात ये नहीं की क्या है, बात तो ये है की क्या चला गया है

पल वो आज भी जब सामने आता है
न जाने क्यूँ इस समय में विराम लाता है

थम जाती है ये नदी और पवन
और चला जाता है ये मन करने विचरण

महसूस करता हूँ ठंडी हवाएं झील की
और देखता रह जाता हूँ वो आखें नील सी

खो जाना चाहता हूँ मैं इस वक़्त
लेकिन धकेल देती है मुझे एक आवाज़ सख्त

चलते जाना ही जीवन का है नियम
और नहीं है कोई उपाय बस रखना है संयम

खो गया है सब कुछ न जाने कहाँ
छूट गया है वो साथ जिसके साथ मैंने जाना चाहता था वहां

रह गयीं हैं बस सूनी गलियाँ 
और मेरे साथ घूमती तन्हाईयाँ

सोचता हूँ सब कुछ, निकलती है इस दिल से एक आह
है एक आस, आएगा वो दिन जब निकलेगी फिर एक वाह

बात आज की नहीं, बात तो कल की है
बात ये नहीं की क्या है, बात तो ये है की क्या चला गया है

 

*Not my composition. Written by my friend.

A Tale of Two Souls

I had come to Udaipur for an internship at the Hindustan Zinc and was staying with my aunt. It was mid-June and the temperature was a soaring 44deg C. And to add to the agony was the usual power cut. It was a nerve-racking day. I was about to lose my cool, when the ice-cream van passed by. Without any second thoughts, I rushed out to grab a mango candy. It was then that my eyes caught hold of an angel draped in whites around her curves. I was dumb struck. I was holding the mango candy, when she came to me and said, “Are you feeding the candy to your shirt, or are you going to relish it…” I gave her a childish smile feeling totally embarrassed. She ordered herself a strawberry cone, and we decided to sit under the neem tree nearby. She had come to visit her grandparents who had recently shifted from Meerut some 2 years back in the next lane. Her name was Rashi Jain.

Rashi was from the hills of Himachal Pradesh. She had come to Udaipur to attend her grandparents’ 50^th wedding anniversary. She told me she would be leaving tomorrow to Jodhpur for sightseeing. Without wasting a second, I asked her, “Can I come to see you off at the station?” She was taken aback by my sudden request, but she agreed to it. We enjoyed each other’s company under the neem tree till the sun went down. And that was the beginning of a tale.

I went to see her off at the station the next day and waited the whole day pacing up and down. The next day, I assigned myself as her tour guide for Udaipur. We walked through the corridors of Udaipur City Palace, Sahelion-ki-Bari, Gulab Bag, Jagdish Temple and finally ended the day at Doodh Talai enjoying the sunset and a spectacular view of the Lake Palace in solitude.

The next day was her grandparents’ anniversary and she was totally involved in the celebrations. She invited me over to her house. Every now and then my eyes would catch hold of her twinkling eyes and then we would turn away in embarrassment.

On the fourth day, she went out to the city market with her parents. I borrowed my cousin’s bike and followed her like a maniac the whole day. I know she had noticed me following her auto rickshaw, but I couldn’t help myself. That night we spoke on the phone till dawn. I was saddened to know that she would be leaving the next day in the night. Early morning, I went to the city market to buy her a gift. A pair of parakeets- that would be perfect. I asked her to meet me at Doodh Talai. Taking hold of her hands, I told her that the past 5 days have been the best days of my life. Looking into her eyes, I told her quietly how I felt about her. Sometimes silence can also speak a thousand words. Then I gifted the cage with the 2 parakeets to her. She was amazed by the present. She then looked at me and opened the cage and set the birds free. I looked at her in question. She says, “I love freedom. And I want you to feel it.” She then bent forward and planted a peck on my cheek and left.

I’ll always be with You… I promise

 

A mighty hug speaks for itself…

नज़र

शबनमी रात की भीगी चांदनी में
अँधेरे कमरे में चाँद की रौशनी में नहायी मैं
शर्वरी की कालिमा को चीरती घड़ी की टिक-टिक में
कर रही हूँ इंतज़ार, तुम्हारे खयालों में समायी मैं…

कितने दिनों से आस लगाये हूँ मैं
कि एक दिन तुम्हारे होठों को छूकर देखूं
कितने दिनों से आस लगाये हूँ मैं
कि एक दिन तुम्हे अपने सीने में छुपा लूं

पर अब वह इंतज़ार सहा नहीं जाता
तुम्हारे खयाल अब भुलाये नहीं भूलते
तुम्हारे होठों को छूने की चाह बस चाह हैं
तुम्हे सीने में छुपाना भी अब दुष्वार हैं

किस्मत ने एक दिन हम दोनों को मिलाया
नज़रों से नज़रें मिली और दिल की धड़कने बढ़ने लगी
दस बहाने कर दिल आँख चुराने लगा
मैंने उसकी आँखों में गौर से देखा
उसके हाथ को अपने हाथों में लिया और कहा…
तुम्हारी नज़रें वह आईना है
जिसमे मैं खुद की परछाई देखती हूँ
और करीब से निहारने पर
मैं अपनी आँखों में तुम्हारे लिए भरा प्यार देखती हूँ…

अब इंतज़ार ख़त्म हो गया
वह खयाल अब हकीकत बन गए
होंठ से होंठ मिल गए
और दिल ही दिल में प्यार समा गया

Broken Mirror

       

Brrrrrr Brrrrrr! My mobile vibrates signaling the incoming of a message. I was busy doing my lab practical at that time. Accidently my friend who was holding the phone clicks on the ‘Show Message’ button. He quietly hands me over the phone but with a naughty giggle. I look at him annoyingly. I have a look at the message. Guess what it reads ? The three golden words- “ I Love You.” send me into a shock.

The story begins about an year back. Social Networking sites were doing what they are really good at. I send her scrap on her orkut account. And then the chain reaction starts. She replies, then I reply leading to some counter replies and on and on and on, an unending loop of scraps. Then sharing of phone numbers takes place and the phone bill starts sky rocketing. The game of giving each other the maximum number of missed call starts. Cupid strikes me with an arrow and I am all gaga over this bubbly girl. Then one day the message comes- “I love you.” Guess what my reply is- “ Did you really send this message to me or were sending to it to someone else and by mistake clicked on my number.” She replies “You are really a dumb fellow.” God! I felt like I was on top of the world.

But now it is not the same with her anymore. We never talk as we used to. Things have changed. Its really very strange. Yesterday I received a call. It can be tagged as the worst call of my life till date. This is what she said- “I have been thinking about our relationship for the past few days and I am really confused. I know I have behaving weirdly for some days, but there is nothing I can do about it. Today I have a confession to make. Please listen me through it. I don’t love you. I never had any of those feelings for you. I know I had sent you that message but I was only reflecting the love that you showered on me. Those were your feelings only, not mine. Can we be just special friends. Special friends for life. This is only I ask for. I am sorry………”

It was life the whole world had gone upside down. Everything had turned topsy turvy. I am very angry with her. How could she play with my feelings! You are everything to me. You are my life. I really love you. I don’t want to lose you. Understand my feelings, my love. If I were to pick up a star for every moment of happiness you have given me, I swear to God, all the stars would be in my palm.

But you have really broken my heart. Now every time I look into a mirror, it reminds me of you and you reflecting love. Yes I love you. I love you more than anything else in this world and there is nothing that I would like better than to hold on to you forever. But I know it’s not for the best. So no matter how much my heart is going to break, I’ve got to let you go so you can know just how much I love you. Maybe if I’m lucky, you’ll come back, but if not, I hope can make it through this.

As a parting message I just have to tell you-

Never say ‘I love you’ if you don’t care.
Never talk about feelings if they’re not there.
Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart.

A break up is like a broken mirror.
It is better to leave it broken than
hurt yourself trying to fix it.

I don’t know what to do now that we’re apart;
I don’t know how to live without the other half of me not here.

Adieu, My Dear

A Sweet Pain…

“Heyy Dude… Aren’t you coming to dinner with us?” I asked.

“You proceed. I’ll join you after a while. I am on the phone.” he said.

“So you talking to her!” me and other friends of our group said making all sorts of funny noises to distract him.

“Come on yaar, just spare me five minutes. She is not feeling well today.” He begged us.

I know what exactly the problem was. He had been looking a bit disturbed the whole day and also didn’t do much of talking. He was not his usual self today. He had his dinner silently still his mind on the phone call he had just attended. No shouting, no howling, no funny gestures…!!! I knew something was wrong.

“Heyy buddy! What’s wrong?” I asked him when we returned back to our rooms.

“Nothing, just a little upset.” He replied.

“You have all my ears.” I said trying to show my concern though I did know that it was all about him and his girlfriend whom he loved dearly but could not come on terms with her erratic behavior.

Then he went on- “I have been keeping this in my mind for the past whole week. It was last Monday. Aastha was home. We were having a nice talk when suddenly her cruel sister arrived. She had to disconnect the call. She then messaged me not to call till night, which thanks to the network congestion didn’t reach me at that moment. I was so much enjoying the talk that I called her back within five minutes. It was her sister who was having the mobile. And then she, like a good daddy’s girl went and told everything to her parents. And then… It was a dreadful day. I remember it was Diwali. She then called me in the evening and angrily told me not to call her again. I too in a fit of anger replied her same. But who knew that I couldn’t sleep well that night. I called her the next morning to apologize. She says that can’t we just be friends. Today she was with her friends. And a different drama altogether. When I called her she says that she is with her friends and I won’t be able to answer my call.”

“I am really sick of her now. She has such mood swings. Sometimes she the sweetest girl I have ever known and the next moment I feel like why am I even talking to her when she hasn’t the time to talk to me when she is with her friends.”

“Your relationship is going through a rough patch. Give it some time. Everything will be alright.” I said like a good friend.

Why is it always that girls always want to be just good, special and blah blah… kind of friends? ‘Special Friend’ a deceiving word, makes the whole world go crazy around you. I am really telling you. I ask Aastha- Why is it that your friends become so important to you? My friends never does so. Why is it that you don’t have the guts to share your relationship with your friends? Why is it that you are afraid of making a commitment?

People come together in a relationship because they enjoy being together. They enjoy the essence of love and commitment towards each other. They are blissful young lovers. They have their own busy lives, but still find time to say ‘I love you’ because they actually care for each other. But you cannot clap with a single hand.

Now Aastha, it is in your hands to take a step forward. Let the wings of love take you on a beautiful journey to a wonderland where you will find my friend waiting for you with his arms wide open to embrace you.

Signed- Jack Dawson…

You come to my dreams every night clad in a pink night gown. The ethereal features of your face skillfully hidden behind your lovely locks remind me of on angel gifted with all the beauty of the whole universe. Your eyes, your lips, the tiny mole on your right bubbly cheek mesmerize my senses beyond control. You are my dream girl. You are mine. I’ll always love you my dearest.

Yours…

By the Side of the Lake…

By the side of the lake, I’ll be there waiting for you. Yes the same lake where we had first met. Yes the lake where we had chatted for hours together. Its the same lake where you made me feel that I was special. And that you are my special angel! The lake that sparkled an unknown feeling in me which I had never before felt in my entire life. A blissful evening between you and me that is all I ask from you.  I’ll be waiting for you by the side of the lake…

Kare Krishna Raas Radha Ke Sang

Aasman ki baho mein chand akela thehra tha,

Raat ki jawaani pe chandni ka pehra tha,

Dhol manjire bajne lage, Padi dafli par Thaap,

Aur thumak thumak kar naach rahi thi meri Radha pyaari,

Aur thumak thumak kar naach rahi thi meri Radha pyaari,

Jaane kahan se raas rachane aaya chaila Giridhari….

Saanso mein pyaas, tan mein tarang, kare Krishna raas Radha ke sang,

Athron pe geet, mann mein umang, kare Krishna raas Radha ke sang,

Ise dekh dekh duniya hain dang, kare Krishna raas Radha ke sang,

Kare Krishna raas Radha ke sang, Kare Krishna raas Radha ke sang

Kare Krishna raas Radha ke sang……..

 

 

*Not my composition

A Walk to Remember !!

What does the title remind you of ? I know you might be thinking of the movie starring Mandy Moore and Shane West- A Walk to Remember. And it is true to some extent. Yesterday I saw the movie which actually inspired to write this post.

How would you define love ? Is it the racing of your heart beat when you come across a beautiful pretty girl ? Is it the feeling that you experience when you are alone sitting in the dark and the only person that comes to your mind is the one that you actually trust and respect ?

Every person has his own definition of love. And I am not the one to disprove and redefine love. It is that comes from the deepest regions of your heart without you putting in an effort. It is the sense of belonging and the sense of being cared when you are sitting beside her. It is thing for which you are ready to sacrifice everything that you own just to make sure that the person you love is not in distress. It is the feeling which you feel on seeing the tears of the person you care for.

But to pass the test for true love is the most difficult of all the tests in the world. Imagine your loved one is writhing in pain. She is on the death bed but death won’t come to her leaving her in misery. Will you have the courage to inject poison into her and let her go away from you. Imagine the person you love made  a mistake, a mistake that cannot be reversed. Will you have the strength to forgive her for the wrong she had done and accept her.

You  know the most greatest thing that God ever created was LOVE. Love is patient, love is kind. It doesnot envy, it doesnot boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.