Intezaar aur sahi....

Aaj fir ankhon mei ansu aa gye hai
mere apne mere paas aa rahe hai
intezar mei dekhi roz ghadia meine jinki
unke nishan meri zameen par mukkammal aa rahe hai

betha hun besabri se unse milne ko
hothon par hasi baar baar aa rhi hai
nam hai ankhein, zuban par unka naam hai
meri jaan aaj mujhse milne aa rhi hai

tohfe lekar hazaar aaya hun
mei unke liye ghar saja rha hun
dekhta hun rasoi ki taraf ki kya banaya jaaye
meri jaan ko aaj kya khilaya jaaye
hai itni khushiya is man mei
bayan in labzo se na ho paaye
kashmakash mei koi galti na ho jaye
unko kuch bura na lag jaaye
is baat ka dar bhi sata rha hai
ki koi anhoni na ho jaaye
soch rha hun ki unse kya kaha jaaye
itne dino ke baad mil rhe hai
is musafir ke shabdkosh kahin khatam na ho jaye
sochta hun ki unhe dekhte hi unse gale lag jayun
rab ne meher rakkhi to shayad barish bhi chalak jaaye
gaadi karke ghar aaye safar mei hamare kandhe par unka sar rakkha jaaye
woh bolti rahein mei sunta rahun
baatein itni ho ki kabhi subah na ho
isi dua mei yeh intezar bas khatam ho jaye
mera naseeb mujhe apne yaar se milwa jaaye

Aaj fir ankhon mei ansu aa gye hai
mere apne mere paas aa rahe hai
intezar mei dekhi roz ghadia meine jinki
unke nishan meri zameen par mukkammal aa rahe hai

The Start Button

Motivation is one part of story, Inspiration is other. But the part I'll be talking about is the part on triggering the start button.

Yes many of us might have tried, many of us may get inspired, for almost everyone SRK or Steve Jobs or N. Murthy are their idol. They want to be like that, they are inspired, they are motivated, they have a dream and most importantly they have an idea.

So what is an idea?

An idea is like a virus, dangerous like HIV or can be bacterial also. But an idea may not be unique but is your first achievement in your life. Getting an idea to do something is the God's greatest gift. Some of us utilize it and some sometimes just let it go, or if I am not wrong most of us.

So what is stopping us:

• Laziness, yes we are lazy, we don't want to push ourselves to the extremes, even I am lazy, but when it comes to my passion that is writing I have never stopped myself to write all night long also.
• From above point comes the passion, we lack it, we are doing something because everyone has told us to do, our parents insisted us so we are either doctor, engineer or lawyer but not an artist or an entrepreneur, our culture is like that.
• Culture, culture sucks sometimes, sometimes it saves us. We need to identify what is right or what is wrong in it, like respecting elders is a good part, but if they take it for granted and play with our lives that is the bad thing, we need to think about it.
• Think, yes we think too much, what will society think, what are the pros and cons and we never proceed. We will ask too many people & too many question which indirectly making us loosing our interest and in return its causing a big loss that is sharing of your birth right that is your idea.
• An idea, we will get it but we will never hit the start button. Why - points are above explained somewhat in detail.
• Detail - Detail is the thing most of us don't dive into. But we should go in deep of our idea and try to ask ourselves, am I really going to do it, is it my passion will it give me any result or is it just a time pass waste of time or energy and in the end it will be going to shut down. These details are spiritual as well as materialistic.
• Materialist - look for profit but first look for your passion, if your passion is to only earn money than you can do it with you MBA degree also. But if it's not your passion and you are getting materialistic then you will never be able to hit the start button.
• I am not pro Microsoft but we need to hit the start button - Start button is the button from where the world begins and end to the bright future.

In the whole journey after the start button is clicked, we will fail, we will be on our knees, we will get rejected, dejected and bashed severely. We will loose hope and we will blame destiny also. Tears will be there as well as Sacrifice and that's how a diamond is made. And when a diamond is made, Everyone knows its value.

We all have a diamond in us, we all can shine like never before. We all have dreams and we can all become what we had thought of.

Who we are, we are normal guys, who wants to touch the sky.

Time and Me

Is samay ki keemat samjh aa rhi hai

mere seene se jaan nikle ja rhi hai

kabhi nai tha mei sahi samay par sahi jagah

bas mere ashko ki ek ladi bahe ja rhi hai

Apno ko khota ja rha hun

sabki badd duayo ka hissa banta ja rha hun

kissa mera bhi ajeeb hai

sab kuch hokar bhi kuch nahi hai

man lag nahi rha hai

kaam ho nahi rha hai

ek bahaav mei bahe ja rha hun

mei tanha hota ja rha hun

koshish karta hun pahuchne ki manjil

par sochta hun behta rahun

mei kismat ki nadio mei doobta rahun

naya kuch kar pata nahi

ghar se itna door hun

aukaat jaane ki wapas bana pata nahin

mei thak gya hun

mei haar sa gya hun

jeene ke liye nikla tha door mei

mei to marta ja rha hun

sabka paraya hota ja rha hun

dost khoye ab khoon k rishtey bhi chod rhe hai

pyar bhi ajeeb hai mera

sab kuch hokar bhi kuch nahi hai mera

mehnat kiye ja rha hun

akela chale ja rha hun

kuch apno ke kaam nahi aa rha hun

apna kharcha bhi mushkil se utha pa rha hun

udhari ka jeeven ho gya hai

ghar ka haal behaal hai

dard hai

zakhm hai

marham ka kuch pata nahi hai

dhundta hun mei maa ka woh anchal

jisme mil jaaye saari khushia mujhe

dhundta hun mei pitaji ki woh rai

jisme mil jaaye saare upaaye

ab to andhero se ghir sa gya hun

mujhko nikalne yahan se koi to aaye

samay ki aukaat pata chal gyi

mera samay bhi koi theek kar jaaye

majboorio ki bedia ko todne ki takat do mujhe

aage badne ka hosla do mujhe

Kuch kar dikhane ka jajba aa jaye
khushiya meri laut aaye

Maaf kardena mujhko
lagi ho chot agar kahin kisi ko
mei to jeeta ja rha hun
mei to ladta ja rha hun
duao mei yaad rakhna mujhko bas
ladai khud se mei karne ja rha hun....

The day I stand tall

It was summertime in the sunshine…

I got a call when I was on the bike

Speeding my ways to the roadside…

I stopped myself and took a call

In the meantime,

She was there asking for a ride

A girl with a white cheek

I fell for her in no time

Reaching her just in time

We met up and we exchanged our numbers

Started hoping to make her mine…

I started riding back to home,

Asking god to give me some more…

May be I am not the one she asked for

But why I can’t enjoy love anymore.

This question made my heart torn

I reached and looked in the mirror

I saw a girl behind me and cried a lot…

She is still beautiful like an angel in this world

She is still the one I loved the most

I lost my control, feeling damn low

May be she doesn’t want me to cry also

But life needs to move-on

Carry-on

I said to myself,

Stood up and fall like anything

Time stopped

Memories flashed

A life gone

And two are dead

There were letters I had,

With her love in the end,

Reading it,

With tears dropping on every single line.

I closed my room

I sat alone

I opened my heart

And started listening songs.

Left the drinks long ago

Left the smoke ages ago

It’s time to build a dream

Some-one it is

I called the girl, to say:

‘We can’t continue anymore’

Called my partner,

I have an idea to work on…

And when her dream will get fulfilled

That will be the day

I will stand tall

And then I can say it to myself

I have done it to make her tall.

From the heaven you will see

In the heaven you will be in pride.

Through the heaven you will smile.

It’s the day I stand tall

It’s the day I stand tall