The fair love
All about the 4 letter L O V E in FAIR manner..
Friday, August 23, 2024
Fir Sehmi Si Hai Wo...kyo?
Saturday, October 16, 2021
Ishq wahi purana hai
Hare zard se chaadar ke piche ek muskaan jo dekha tha masjid me,
Wahi muskaan aaj dekhi hai bade ghanton ke peeche mandir me.
Unki bhi aankhein wahi keh rahi thi,
Jo inki aankhon se maine suna hai.
Wo bhi itni hi hame mabrur thi,
Jitne ki ye hamein, aur hum inhe.
Badal jati hai dhoop aur nami kinaro par har mausam me,
Fir wahi dhoop aur nami wapas aati hai baras kar agle sawan me.
Kuch waqht ke liye ek naye mizaaz me kinara hai,
Nayi hai dhoop, garmi, aur zameen pe bicchi chamkeeli ret magar ishq purana hai.
Kuch dhundhla sa hai, baadh aur wo baarish ki andheri raat,
Wo ek kuaan, kuch gaayein, bakriyan, aur kuch fashe logo ki baat.
Mandiro se azaan ki aati awazein aur masjido se dikhti aarti ki lapte,
Na koi dharm, na hi dharmatma, jinko jo mila wahin raha, sab saath dikhte.
Nazar padi fir se us par, hum dono the ek hi chhat par.
Koi dikh na raha tha uske saath, thaki aur bhooki lag rahi thi wo us raat.
Thodi si hi roshni thi, aadha bhi nahi tha chaand.
Paani badh raha tha dhire dhire ek ek haath.
Aisa lag raha tha maano, kabhi na khatm hogi ye baarish,
Doob jayenge sab isme, mar jayenge sabhi is jad me.
Isse pehle ki baaki doobte, hum to doob chuke the.
Paanch saal pehle hi sab is baat ko bhool chuke the.
Mai soch hi raha tha wo saare din jab hum unke saath hote the,
Ek hi aasmaan ke niche, bachpan ki wo jo baat kehte the.
Wo dekhi mujhe ek najar, ro padi unki ankhein bekhabar.
Mai bas dekhta raha unke moti jaise aansu ko, thaam ke fir rakha apni saanson ko.
Bujjili khatm nahi kar paay, na pehle dikhayi thi himmat na hi ab dikhaye,
Annkhein fer li fir se maine ek jhatke me, maano kuch pata hi na ho kya hua pichle kuch lambhon mein.
Kuch hi waqht me fir se peeche chala gaya un toote lambhon mein,
Jab meri ma, unke abbu ke ghar meri shadi ki baat le kar gayi thi.
Us din pure gaon me hamare ghar ki bejatti huyi thi.
Toot gaya hamara rishta us din, mai chala gaya fauj me sarhad par,
Ek bade ghar me taye ho gayi unki shadi,
Nikaah karwa diya gaya unka hame chhal kar.
Magar ab in sab baaton se kya, wo ab beghar hai.
Itne me ek khamba gir gaya mandir ka unki aur,
Mai bhaga unhe bachane jo, kuch logo ne pakad liya.
Log mandir se baadh ke paani me doobte gaye aur marte gaye.
Jane kyo bechani si hone lagi mujhe,
Najre bas dhoondne lagi unhe.
Kahi na dikhi wo mandir ke us paar waha,
Baadh me behte logo aur laasho ko mai ghurta raha.
Thodi subah hone lagi thi,
Magar baarish aur hawayein aur bhi tez chalne lagi thi.
Roshni ke saath andhera is baar khatm na ho raha tha.
Aur door masjid par bhaichaare ka paath bhi!
Paani badhne ke saath logo ka aakrosh bhi badhta ja raha tha,
Aur dharm k adhar par logo ko masjid k upar chadne diya ja raha tha.
Kuch samay baad baarish tham gayi,
Kuch log madad ke liye aaye.
Bhagwan ka maine sukriya kiya, aur baakiyo ko naav par chadhaya.
Hum nikal pade ek dusre gaaon.
Paas se ek naav paar ho rahi thi ,
Dhyan se dekha to unki laas us par rakhi thi.
Jor se mai chillaya aur kood kar us naav par pahucha,
Unko apni baahon me liya, aur ek k baad ek sab yaadein mere aankho ke saamne se paar hone lagi,
Mai ro ro kar unhe jaga raha tha tabhi unki nabz ko maine chua,
Kaafi dheemi thi aur sayad fefdo me paani ghus gaya tha,
Maine paani nikala aur unhe apne ghar le gaya.
Kuch kehti nahi hai wo, sunti sab hai..
Chal nahi paati, hil bhi nahi paati,
Pata nahi wi nafrat karti hai ya mohhabat.
Unki ki majroori hai ya meri sharafat!
Badal jati hai dhoop aur nami kinaro par har mausam me,
Fir wahi dhoop aur nami wapas aati hai baras kar agle sawan me.
Kuch waqht ke liye ek naye mizaaz me kinara hai,
Nayi hai dhoop, garmi, aur zameen pe bicchi chamkeeli ret magar ishq purana hai.
Tuesday, April 18, 2017
When My Phone LED Blinks
When my phone LED blinks purple,
Your face comes to mind like wave ripples.
Your smile in bright light softly,
Makes me to miss u more painfully.
I leave all my work behind,
to see your text my sunshine.
All that miserable workspace,
Shines on your name and face.
That figures which irritates me on my PC
has made me lazy that direct blow of AC.
Becomes cozy and romantic,
Your One single text makes me energetic.
That tune of message makes my ear sooth,
Heavy day then becomes smooth.
As i read your text,
Eagerly i wait for the next.
I reply you with all my heart,
Writing less but smart.
I love you too, used to be my answer,
Now i can only miss you.
These text were once a random,
I am in vain now,
Alone in this rain how?
Still thinking how can i be so dumb.
Was that all i have done?
Made you cry since first we met.
Now i try hard not to cry,
Still my eyes comes to wet.
I find a way to text you again,
Even though I was hard, i am in pain.
When my phone LED blinks purple,
Your face comes to mind like wave ripples.
Thursday, January 28, 2016
Life and its Role
There are many more people and animal on our beautiful earth living with us. there can be a lot of reasons we just have to take a Role for our life and do well in that.
Monday, June 22, 2015
Dil Ka Rishta
Zindagi chalte rehne ka naam hai, aur zindagi ke saath chalti hain Saansein. aur jab tak ye saansein chalti hai tab tak chalta hai ye sarir aur hamari soch bhi zinda rehti hai, hum anek wayede karte hain aur bante hai Rishte, jinme se kuch khash hota hai jise kehte hai "Dil Ka Rishta"
hum sabhi ko apne pasand ko chun-ne ka haqq hai, aur unke saath zindagi jine ka bhi,
log mujhse puchte hai ye zindagi ka kya matlab hai..
zindagi to wo dhaara hai jo behti hi rehti hai.. ghulte hai jisme ehsaas , badhti hai meethas, sajte hai kuch sapne, hote hai pure sab armaan, badhti hai ghat-ti hai dooriyan aur ho jata hai pyar,
to fir mujhse pucha.. ye pyar hi zindagi hai?
maine kaha "nahi..." pyar to wo ehsaas hai jo ek boond ke barabar hai is vishal samundar-rupi-zindagi me, yah to wo meethas ki boond hai.. jo pure samundar ko meetha bana deti hai.
to phir usne pucha ki ye zindagi kya hai?
maine muskurate huye kaha, ye zindagi wo jeev ki tarah hai jiske irdh girdh anek vastu hai, aur har din wah jeev tamaam alag alag vastu se milta hai, us milan ke ek samuch srinkhala ko zindagi kehte hai.. !
Dil ka Rishta , bahot hi masoom hota hai, itna masoom ki wah bina kisi ki parvaah kiye ban jata hai, aur bina kisi laalach ke bhi bana rehta hai.. yah to us fool ki tarah hai jo tootne par bhi mehkta hi rehta hai, aur jaha tak iski sugandh jaati hai waha tak yah pyar ke geet gaata hi chala jata hai. ek anokha ehsaah hai ye, jo pyar hi hai, bus ek dooje ke liye jeene ki tammana hai, ek doosre ke vayede ko puri karne ki chahat hai, aur hai ye ek doosre ke saath rehne ki Koshish, jo aksar Safal hi hoti hai.
Monday, March 9, 2015
Abstract Colours Or Relations
Relation
Friday, January 9, 2015
Maut ya Zihad
Ruk gaya kahi door beh kar
Ruk gaya band Ankhon me jab
Dariya thi laal khoono ka yeh
Par jab dooba tha us paar
Rang na thi itni laal
Yaha fashe sochne laga us baadh ko
Fashe masoom aur kuch jaan ko
Yu to koi yaha kasoorwar na tha
Par hum jaha the,
waha bus intekaam tha
Darr hai unki aankhon me bhi meri tarah
Farq ye ki unhe hai Apni Astitva na banne ki
Aur meri 'hum' se bane rehne ki.
Pyar se darte h wo
Aur hum unki Aatank se
Khoono ki baat itni laal rahi hai
Masoomon ki bali kyo ye sawal rahi hai
Toota jab sitara,
Dua ki maine, waha haara.
Ho sayad unka bhi wahi rang..dikh jaye
Marne ke swapn dekhta mai aj
Na dekha jaha swatantrata ka khwab
Jo khud ke rang ko na samjhe
Wo kya jane zihad?
Wo kya kare zihad?
Fir se baadh aaya us dariya me
Badh gaya kuch door aage behosi me
Utha to aur gehra tha wo rang laal
Aur mai...
Ab aur na dekhunga marne ka khwab