Monday, February 16, 2009

Mera aaina.........:for Jay

wrote this for a close friend of mine ........Jay again ......we had a heart to heart talk on the valentine day.........at the stroke of midnight........and the conversation what we had led me to write this...........

Meri baaten aaina hain ek shaks ko.. Sunta hai tadap utthta hai,aur aksar wo bhadak uthta hai,meri baaton me ek bhoole bisre marasim ke tukde numayaa hain ,Jhoothe vaadon ki tasveer,Kuch kacche pakke khwaabon ki shakl dikhai deti hai,ek daag mohobbat ka meri baaton me saaf nazar aata hai, Wo dekhta hai par dekh nahi paata,or sunta hai tadap uthta hai……….


Marasim—relationship,numayaa-- visible


Sangdil sanam se dil lagakar
Pachta rahe hai unko apna banakar..

Unpar hamari aahon ka asar nahi hua
Hum thak gaye unko haal-e-dil sunakar..

Yadon ke kante wo raaste par bicha gaye
Hum aaye the jinki raah me phool bhichakar

Chod di jinke liye humne duniya sari
Woh apne aapko, ko rahe hai kisi aur ke bahon me samakar..

Uljhan mere dil ki sulajti hi rahi hai
Kuch aise gaye hai woh zindagi meri uljakar..

Ro rokar diwane ne aisi daastan likh di
Wo roya karenge har kisi ko yeh batakar............

-----------Ek Simat ta Shoonya-----------

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