BECAUSE IM A GIRL

Because I’m a Girl

Hold me like a flowers from spring

Try to listen what my heart saying

Sing to me the songs of the stars

Just like a song here in my heart

Because I’m a girl hard to understand

Talk to me with all sweetness

And bring all of your kindness

For all the truth that never change

For all the love that never faded

Because I’m a girl to be love in return

Cheer me up when I am broken

Make me laugh when I feeling down

Wipe my tears as the tears subside

Hold my hand and I will feel fine

Because I’m a girl with a fragile heart

When all my dreams are faded

Show to me the beauty of world

Bring to me the happiness I can’t find

And comfort me through all my madness

Because I’m a girl to love is everything…..

Wings

Take these broken

wings of mine and learn

how to fly, smiling all-the-while

In this way, a piece

of me would always be

with you, serving as testimony

to how much I do care about

you

And what will become of me?

I will learn to breathe again,

especially after knowing that you

are safe.

The person who loves U more, will Trouble U more, but when U drop a Tear they will fight the World 2 Stop Your Tears.So Love THEM who LOVES You

Sabki zindagi mein khusiyan,

Dene wale dost, teri zindagi,

Mein koi gam na ho, tujhe,

Tab bhi dost milte rahen,

Jab duniya mai hum na ho

Flower and Snail

I want to paint a flower

with all the petals arranged in a beautiful whorl.

Then to decorate their smooth curves

with emblazoning hue.

*

Then I want to paint dew-drops,

one on each petal

like pearl in an oyster

shining, reflecting and shining.

*

Then I want to paint morning

in the background;

shy sun, shy sky, shy earth,

shy lovers, walking hand in hand.

*

Then I want to paint myself in

In the painting, in the form of an adorable snail

Its perplexed antennae, its perspiring unprotected cutanae,

Anticipating.

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Then I want this painting to be hung

against the wall in your bedroom!

What will you touch more often?

The dew-drops on the petals to wet your fingers?

Or, the antennae of the snail for your obvious love for it?

Snow, Snow Everywhere...

This is winter season n best way to describe snow. Though i got only one chance to see snow, ans i immensely enjoyed it. My first visit to a hill station shimla.....It was snowing, my first snow of the season. All my sleep went off my mind and I enjoyed the first snow of the season from my window.

There is something romantic about snow that rain cannot match. It has a certain softness, gentleness, pureness to it. There is something mystic about it, as it cleans everything around. Its almost a way for God to purify and beautify the world he created.

Shimla is not a snow-ready city. It hardly snows here and that too for a week or so in winters specially and we were lucky enough to find snow during our visit. I remeber we were going through TOY TRAIN (which runs from kalka to shimla)and it was da most unforgetteble moment of my life........we found snow all around da places on da way......the view is just undescribable..........

FALAK TAK CHAL SAATH MERE.............

Jab se Ussay Aziz hui mairy Zindagi
Mai Apni Zindagi ki Dua maangnay laga

Aankh Jab Ashk Bahaaye To Mujhe Likh Dena!

Jab Meri Yaad Sataaye, To Mujhe Likh Dena!

Koi Sawan Ki Ghata Jab Tere Chhatt Pe Aake,

Aag si Dil Mein Lagaye, To Mujhe Likh Dena!

Shab Ke Sannate Mein Jab Toota Hua Dil Koi,

Dard Ka Geet Sunaye, To Mujhe Likh Dena!

Hath Phir Dekhna Apne Shab-E-Tanhaai Mein,

Uski Har Rekha Bulaye, To Mujhe Likh Dena!

Ay Meri Jaan-E-Jahaan Teri Wafa Ke Moti,

Bheegi Palkein Jo Lutayein, To Mujhe Likh Dena!

Koi Muh Zor Hawa Jab Hamari Ulfat Ki Yaad,

Dil Se Sare Naksh Mitaaye,To Mujhe Likh Dena..

Happy and Free

Happy ..

I was .. I want to be...

Free...

I was .. I wish to be ..

A flower, a poem,

a smile, a hello,

a call, a chat ..

I did not need these

to be happy before ...

Thoughts, feelings,

words, expressions,

promises, hopes,

I did not have these

but i was free before ..

When did i lose it all ?

where did i lose it all ?

I need no answers now

Will it be of any help ?

Just let me gain my freedom

Let me feel happy again.

Tumhare sheher ka mausam bada suhaana lage

Main ek shaam chura loon agar Bura na Lage

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SMOKING
a small story....
Mai smoke nahi karta. aise me yaar dosto ki mehfil me mere hone ya nahi hone se jyada fark nahi padta.Kuch samay se maine sharab peena bhi band kar diya hai.Ab mai cola ke glass ko lekar cheers karta hu.

Hamesha is koshish me rehta hu ki kuch dost jaise taise mere gut me shamil ho jaaye. Par ab tak sab nakaam. Aur ajeeb see baat ye hai ki har smoker ke tark lagbhag ek se hai. Meri kuch nakaamyab koshishe...............

Pehla kash.....

mai: Itnee jaldee marne ka iraada kyon hai? kya karoge itnee cigarette pee kar?
Wo : Tum kya karoge itnee lambee zindagi zee kar?

Doosra kash....

mai: Ye escapist attitude hai. tum zindagi se bhag rahe ho.
Wo : Tum bhi to zindagi se bhag hi rahe ho. kahin pahuch bhi rahe ho??

teesra kash...

mai: har waqt cigarette. tumhe to peene ka bahana chahiye.
Wo : tum bhi to jeene ka bas ek bahana hi doondh rahe ho. mil jaaye to bataa dena.

choutha kash...

mai: Yun ghut ghutkar marne ka kya fayda?
Wo: Yun ghut ghutkar jeene ka kya falsafaa?

Panchava kash...

mai: Apni nahi to gharwaalo ki socho. unhe pata chalega to kitna dukhi honge.
Wo: dukhi to mai bhi hu. kam se kam ye to nahi pata hai unhe. warna aur dukhi honge.

New cigerette....

mai: ab-bas bhi karo. aaj bahut pee chuke tum.
Wo: tum girlfriend mat bano. yaar tum dost ho dost hi raho.

Aapke paas koi aur tark hai kya??

GLOOMY-OPTIMIST AND CHEERFUL-PESSIMIST (NO SMOKING)

EK BAAR

Ek baar jeene ke liye sau baar mare hain hum
Ek muskurahat ke liye kitna siska yeh ghum
Yeh jeewan jalta bhi nahin
Kitna jalaya isne har dum

Ek lamha jo chup gaya aasmaan tale
Dhoondte phir rahein hain bus umar bhar se hum
Meri khamoshiyaan ban gayi mere gunah
Har pal naya gunah karta raha yeh mann

Umeed ki yeh lau kyon nahin bhujhti
Tham gayi jab yeh saason ki sarghum
Kis taraf jaa raha hoon,kyon jaa raha hoon
Koi bata de mujhe kahan le jaayenge yeh kadam

Apni majbooriyon se naraaz hai yeh dil
Majbooriyon ke liye uthaye gaye zindagi tere sitam
Aasoon main bheega yeh mann yeh aanchal
Ik hansi ki chah main ab tak aankhein hain yeh num.

LESS
Our communication - wireless
our business - cashless
our telephone - cordless
our cooking - fireless
our youth - jobless
our religion - creedless
our food - fatless
our faith - godless
our labor - effortless
our conduct - worthless
our relation - loveless
our attide - careless
our feelings - heartless
our politics - shameless
our education - valueless
our follies - countless
our arguments - baseless
our commitment - aimless
our life - meaningless
our bosses - hopeless
our salary - veryless
finally,
our existence - useless

Things must have changed now, i guess. when i grew up, we were made to believe that there are only three career choices, which gives money n respect. Doctor(d), engineer(e) and IAS(i). sucess = d/e/i. everything else is failure. there is a sanskrit shlok that i read in school and still remember some bit of it…..madhyama dhanam ch manam icchanti……means middle class wants both money and fame. the other lines of the sholka translates to…..upper class wants only fame and lower class wants only money. but middle class wants both. the logic of fame n money came from there, i guess.

i grew up in Jamshedpur, a non-metro cosmopolitan city known for its steel plant. my parents never told me what to do and what not, as far as my career was concerned. They supported me in my decision up to a point. After that things became little difficult for me. And somehow the social structure was such that i also realised sooner or later that there r only three options for me in life (painter, lecturar, engg.). i was good in painting. used to make pictures in my early school days (class 4 or 5)….. my parents wanted me to take painting classes as well. i resisted. how can someone be only painter ? i want suceess (= P, E or L). never wanted to be a failure.

Engineering sounded mechanical. but i couldnt choose to be doctor coz of very simple reason that i was feared of disecting frog . but not anymore. figured out the rackets of life very soon. ended up being an engineer but d journey was not easy, as i couldnt clear entrance tests for some reason n d only option was private college with high donation n tution fee. no regrets. sucess is highly overrated. its all about what u want in life. the way u feel happy. good will hunting .

singer-lyricist swanand kirkire once said…take out i, me and myself from watever u r writting. I realised he was right, damn right. everything that i was writing here was the same…main hi main. life seen thru the same prism. my prism. have to change this. seriously.

btw, here goes four lines by him….on similar theme….as they say….sau sunhaar ki ek lauhaar ki…i took four thousad lines to say the same n he did it in four lines….ha ha ha….

zindagi sawalon ke jawaab doondhne chali
jawaab me sawaalon ki ek lambi see ladhi mili
sawaal hi sawaal hai
ki soojhhti nahi gali
ki aaj hath thham lo,
ek hath ki kami khali.......

Train ka safar

suraj apni gehri laali liye dharti ki goad (earth’s lap) mein utarta dikhai padta.
Sab khuch shaant shaant sa.....
Par wo akelapan akelapan nahin lagta tha .......
sath hoti thi to patri par tez raftaar bhagti train......
hawa ke roomani jhonke......
station ke paas chote chote hath hilate huye bachhe......
aur door jhopadiyon se aata hua halka halka dhuan......
sab kuch man ko doosri duniya mein pahuchane ke liye kaphi hota tha
wo duniya jo apni aas paas ki zindagi se koson door hoti phir bhi behad sukoon pahuchane wali…......

Kya aapne bhi kabhi aisa mehsoos kiya hai?

Aware of the Gap

In your silent moments when you are sitting, or traveling in a train or in a plane,

close your eyes and watch your breath. Going in, you go in with it; coming out, you come

outward.

As you go in, there is a small fragment of a moment when the breath stops before it

starts moving outward. And once it has moved outward, for a split second the breathing

stops again. These two points are very significant, because as you become more and more

aware, these points will become more and more clear, longer. One breath goes in and then

there is a pause, breathing stops. And in that pause there is so much beauty, so much

bliss.

some of my water color paintings

some cartoons i created as a teenager............

ON THE ROAD

Taxi driver
give me a ride
to a place I haven´t been.
Your life on the road
makes me a passenger
of things I haven´t seen.

Dard Mera Saya

Mujhe kehna hai bohoot aaj,
meri ik ankahi kahani hai,

Kaise mein kahu,
sab 'Dard Mera Saya'
ki zubaani hai.

Ik ik lafz jorh ker sochti hooN,
aaj kutchh keh hi dalooN,
per kaise kahooN,

lafzoN ki jaise bair
muzhse puraani hai.

I LOVE

COLORS

LITTLE THINGS PLEASE

LITTLE MINDS

Mujhe range de

Mujhe range de

Mujhe rang de rang de

Mujhe rang de

Ha rang de

ha rang de

Ha apni preet

vich rang de

han! tum naari ho.....

han, tum titli ho......

jab khilkhilate hue bachche

tumhare peechhe bhaagte hain.....

nahi, tum phool ho........

jab gunjan karti titaliyan

tumhare upar mandaraati hain.....

nahi, tum devi ho.......

jab rango ki raagini gaate phool

tumhare charano me bichh jaate hain....

nahi, tum naari ho......

jab swarg se utar deviyan

tumhara roop dhar leti hain.....

han! han! tum naari hi ho......

Jhuki Na Alkein... by Atal Bihari Bajpeyi

Jhuki Na Alkein...

Jhapi Na Palkein..

Sadion Ki Baraat Kho Gayee...

Rote Rote Raat So Gai....
Ghumri Badli...

Boond Na Nikli...

Bichhran Aisi...

Vyatha Ho Gayee...
Dard Purana....

Meet Na Jaana...

Aankhon Hee Mein...

Raat Ho Gayee....


AB Bajpeyi

ZINDAGI

Dilnashin zindagi, dilrubaa zindagi…
Bemurawat bhari, bewafaa zindagi…

Maine socha bahut fir bhi samjha nahin…
Maut se yeh tera silsila zindagi…
Aaj ki raat to jashn ki raat hai…
Khilkhila muskara gunguna zindagi…

Nafratein dushmani sarhadein dooriyan…
Aisi baaton mein rakhha hai kya zindagi…
Haath tera jo chootha to sab choot gaya…
Mujhse cheenegi ab aur kya zindagi…

Gum hi jinka mukaddar hai un ke liye…
Maun se bhi badi bad-dua zindagi…
Yeh kahin to hai khushiyon ki barsaat si…
Hai kahin dard ki intahan zindagi…