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Sunday 13 November 2011

saaya

"साया" (read it as fast possible)

सोया नहीं जागा हूँ ऐसे
तेरे ही धुन में खोया हूँ ऐसे
धुंडू में मुझको ही कही
पर मिलता में मुझको ही नहीं

चाहा  जो भी मिला कभी कभी
सभी हैं पर तू है कहीं नहीं
जहाँ जाएँ देखे तुझे नजर
देखी सारी गलिय देखा सारा नगर

मगर,
हैं अनजान मेरी रूह भी मुझसे
कह रही है  यह कुछ उनसे
उनसे वोह हैं जो है मेरी जिंदगी
जिनकी बाहें है मेरी बंदगी
राह सारी जिनपर जाकर खुली
मंजिल मुझे उसपर ही जाकर मिली


ख़ुशी है, बातें है, यादें है
आदत है तेरे होने की, तेरे होने की

ख्वाहिशो में चाहत तेरी
यही से शुरू होती कहानी मेरी
भरे नैना पुकारे तुझे
सुनले मुझे तू सुनले मुझे
बातें मेरी अनकही, अनसुनी
जो हो तुमसे ही
ख़तम शुरू सब ही

आ जाओ फिर से दिन करने
अंधियारी रैना दूर करने
मोती जैसी ऑंखें देखने
तरसे यह दिल बेईमान



हैं अनजान मेरी रूह भी मुझसे
कह रही है  यह कुछ उनसे
उनसे वोह हैं जो है मेरी जिंदगी
जिनकी बाहें है मेरी बंदगी
राह सारी जिनपर जाकर खुली
मंजिल मुझे उसपर ही जाकर मिली

ख़ुशी है, बातें है, यादें है
आदत है तेरे होने की, तेरे होने की

Friday 11 November 2011

When I m gone!!!


Angel"जब में नहीं रहूँगा"


क्या है कल, क्या आज है
आने वाला पल भी है कल
जाने वाला पल भी याद है
इन्ही पलों की यादों में बसी
दबी, भुजी एक आवाज़ है
सशक्त जिसकी आवाज़ है
पर छिपी जिसकी काबिलियत सबसे
इसलिए फीकी पड़ती उसकी याद है....

उन्ही यादों की साये से उठा हूँ
में धुंधली परछाई हूँ
यादों में बसी एक भुजी  हँसी की तरह 
में हवा में उड़ते एक एक पत्ते की तरह
आज हूँ, कल था और कल नहीं  हूँ...

भूली बिसरी याद हूँ में
मिटती जाती जिसकी पहचान है
इन्ही किताबो की पंक्ति में
उठी "मुसाफिर" की आवाज़ है 
आज इधर ठिकाना, कल अनजान है....

न जाने कब बीतेगा यह पल
इसी में गुजारे हजारो साल है
कल का क्या पता 
आज ही मेरा संसार है
याद रखना न रखना यह तुम्हारा ऐतबार है
लहरों की तरह टकराता रहूँ तुमसे मरने के बाद भी
और आ जाये हसी लबो पे तुम्हारे मेरी याद से
यही मेरी ख्वाहिशो का अंजाम है

क्या है कल, क्या आज है
आने वाला पल भी है कल
पर जाने वाला कल शायद ही किसी को याद है......

शुक्रिया 

Tuesday 1 November 2011

A (the) Day without you

Its purely my imagination...

I woke up, there is no miss call
Bathing and getting ready 
there is nothing of you at all
Riding Bike Alone
May be you don't know 
Its my day without you

No anger I have to  face
No smile I see today
your eyes said it all
May be you don't know 
Its my day without you

No charming words I hear
No hug today I share
There is no head on my shoulder today
No one is holding my hand today
Today I have so many things to share 
but you are not here
I came to know how much you care
This is the pain I cannot bear
I am so alone......
May be you don't know 
Its my day without you

Evening came & no bye I listen
pick up my transport & I m on the road
thinking about you all the way
May be the person on the other side is not thinking the same
Head on collision & I m on the bed.
May be you don't know
but till my last breath 
I want you to know
that:
Sometime i m wrong
sometimes I m right
you are the person I always admire
may be you can't see my love
but its through my vein
you can check my blood pressure
No laugh, seriously
You are the one I care
You are the one whom I love

YOU LEAVE ME AND I M ALONE

May be you don't know 
Its my day without you.




Love | Care | dreams
I ll wait





Monday 4 July 2011

The BUS Driver

It was a hot sunny day, i had to catch the bus to my destination. Anand Vihar ISBT is a way long from where I was standing.
After 2 change of metro and a walking distance of about 1 km I reached the place where I can catch my BUS.
There I saw lots of people waiting and shouting, behind me is pacific mall, the scenario in both the places is just opposite, above in mall i can see gentleman's and in front of me are the common man (aren't they gentleman, I don't know what define this word), in the mean time an old lady come to ask me some money, I was not in mood to give any but somehow my hand goes inside my pocket and I gave her 5 bucks.
I bought a water bottle for rupees 15/ of company I never heard of, and namkeen of some 'khao pio' brand.
Almost 2 hours had been gone but my bus is not coming, I was sitting on my luggage waiting for my bus to come.
The GOD exist, I somehow realized when my bus came in front of me, after collecting my baggage I walk up to bus gate and search for the chair, I found one in driver cabin, its an AC bus for God sake.There I saw a beautiful girl, her glowing skin, red lips, brown hairs and a perfect body. She is like angel and the dress is just suiting her image.
The driver looked me and says "bhaisahab beth jaiye" I sat down with an embarrassment, The driver starts the bus and start speaking to the lady, explaining her everything he is seeing.
After sometime I asked the bus driver "do you know her?" but the lady replies he is my eyes and the driver says "she is my wife."

Thursday 30 June 2011

basics of my city.

Name of my birth place is Moradabad.
Actually i love this place, its a small city which is growing in tremendous rate. Here are some of the basic knowledge of my city.

Moradabad is a city in Uttar Pradesh state of India. It was established in 1600 by Murad, the son of the Mughal Emperor Shahjahan; as a result the city came to known as Moradabad. It is the administrative headquarters of Moradabad District. Moradabad is situated at a distance of 167 km (104 miles) from the national capital, New Delhi, at the bank of River Ram Ganga (a tributary to the great Ganges). The city is famous for its huge export of brass handicrafts to North America and Europe, and is also thus called "Brass City" or Peetal Nagri (in the local language).It has close to four million citizens of various ethnicities and religions.

Moradabad is situated at a distance of 167 km (104 miles) from the national capital, New Delhi, at the bank of River Ram Ganga (a tributary to the great Ganges). The city is famous for its huge export of brass handicrafts to North America and Europe, and is also thus called "Brass City" or Peetal Nagri (in the local language).It has close to four million citizens of various ethnicities and religions


Moradabad Brass

Moradabad is renowned for brass work and has carved a niche for itself in the handicraft industry through out the world. The modern,attractive, and artistic brass ware, jewelry and trophies made by skilled artisans are the main crafts. The attractive brass ware are exported to countries like USA, Britain, Canada, Germany and Middle East Asia.



This city is situated in western U.P. between 28°-21´ to 28°-16´ Latitude North and 78°- 4´ to 79 Longitude East. Presently it is an Administrative, Industrial and Commercial city. After the establishment of Divisional Commissioner Office, its importance and status has further been elevated. This city lies on National Highway 24 from traffic and transport point of view and is a main Railway Station, also Divisional Headquarters of Northern Railways, on HAWRA & AMRITSER main line. It is very well connected with main cities like DELHI, LUCKNOW, INDORE, PATNA, HARIDWAR, etc. by Rail and Road transport. Ramganga river flows in the north east and Gangan river is there in south west of the city.
Moradabad Map