Aasman se ab jo utri ho tum.
Dil ke upar se kuch aise gujri ho tum
Ki ab na chain hai na kraar hai
Bas jaanam pyar hi pyar hai...

For someone i love in dreams...

AKJ

I never realized I coined all these verses on my own....thanks to my dear friend who forced me to update my blog finally after 2 years...

Read and enjoy...tales of my heart...my thoughts through poetry...



Manjilen nayin , raaste naye
Afsano ke silsile naye
hum chalte gaye
Sapno ki ladi bunte gaye
Aaj kinara aa gaya......Ab hum chalenge
Ek nayi kahani likhenge..
Piche jo chut gaya ..Wo kahani dil mein samayi hai...
Per aage badhna hi ek sacchai hai....

Beete lamhon ki yeh sifarish hai
Bheege mausam ki bhi yahi saazish hai
Aaj naa jao humen yun chod kar
Bahakte man ki bhi yahi guzaarish hai.

Aapki bojhil palken....ek kahani kehte hain....
Humen maloom hain...inme hum hi rehte hain.


Soch rahi hun agar keh diya hota, to kya baat hoti
Pyar hota ya takraar hoti....
Kuch bhi hota...dil se dil ki baat to hoti...

Un beetein lamhon mein ulajhta jaa raha hun
Aapke pyar mein bikharta ja raha hoon...
Aao apni bahaon mein samet lo mujhe...
Intezaar mein har pal mit ta ja raha hoon...

Teri justajoo mein har din har raat gujre
Tere pyar mein har lamha har saal gujre..
Tujh mein wo baat hai....ke dil mein na chain hai naa karaar hai...
Chahat to bas itni hai...ke teri ulfat mein ab sab kuch naagwaar gujre...

Ek daastan hai....sunayun kaise.....
Hanste hue chere per...dard layun kaise...
Tum the to sab kuch tha.....ab aasman ko zameen se milayun kaise....

Jaane kabse...
Aapke chere per wo mushkurahat nahi dekhi...
Aapki harkaton mein wo shararat nahi dekhi........
Kabhi to har baat per mere aap aahen bhara karte the.....
Jaane kabse humne wo nazakat nahi dekhi.....

Sacche pyar ki talash thi...saare jhoote mile..
Mithe phal ki aas thi..saare ke saare kache mile.

AKJ

लम्हा.....!!!!

For all the loners like me.... :)




Shaam ke dhundhalke mein
Subah ki nami thi
Sab kuch tha mere pass
Phir bhi kuch kami thi.

Man mein umadta ek toofan tha
Hulchul thi,
Jaane main kyon shaant tha
Per man kahan maanne wala tha
Wo to ab sab kuch jaane wala tha
Lekin kitna andhera tha
Sitare kahan,jugnuyon ka basera tha.

Reh reh kar lamhon ke panne ulat rahe the
Samay ke aaine mein hum khud ko dekh rahe the
Har lamhe mein ek tasveer thi
Wo tasveeren kitni sajeev thin.
Gum tha,khushi thi
Umang tha,hanshi thi
Per har tasveer mere dil ke kareeb thi.

Lamhon ke panne mein
Jindagi ulat raha tha
Aaj mera jeevan
Lamhon mein simat raha tha

Wo dekho
Main maa ka aanchal tatol raha tha
Pita ki ungli pakde
khusiyan bator raha tha.

Bhai paas tha
Behan saath thi
Dost bhi kareeb the
Har raat diwali ki raat thi.

Samay ki dhool mein
Sab kuch dhak gaya
Jaane wo lamha
Mujhse kab chin gaya

Aaj main hoon,mera akelapan hai
Jaane kis uljhan mein ye jeevan hai
Saamne itni badi jindagi padi hai
Per jaane kyon ,mujhe beete lamhon ki padi hai.

Un lamhon mein masoomiyat thi, bholapan tha
Paraye rishton mein bhi apnapan tha
Aaj kahani bilkul ulat hai
Swarth se har ek jeevan rat hai
Pehle har lamhe mein "abhinav" jeevan dikhta tha
Aaj poora jeevan ek lamha dikhta hai.


AKJ

आवाज़...!!!!

Chitkaar kar, Hoonkar kar
Aasmaan ko paar kar
Sooraj ki aankhon mein aankhen daal
aankhen laal kar.

Hat na piche
Chahe koi bhi kiche
Saarthi ban jeevan ka
Kathin raaste paar kar.

Aag jala sine mein
Doob kar pasine mein
Tu bhi apni kashti paar kar
Ja, Apne sapne saakar kar.

Khol man ke darwaaze
Sun chikhti chillati aawazen
Aawazon se aawaz mila
Kamjoriyon ki neeben hila
Uth, Jeevan yun na bekaar kar
Aage badh, lalkaar kar
Jeet ki jay jay kaar kar.

Andar baitha hai tere wo aahankaar
Kar raha teri shakti taar taar
Nikaal bahar,Man ko saaf kar
Us "Nirakar" ke liye dil ko taiyaar kar.

Aaj kamjoriyon par parcham lehrana hai
Har andhere ko door bhagana hai
Unchaiyon se tu dar mat
Chad ja, sab kuch thokar maar kar.

Swarg ki iccha karna hai bekaar
Mushkilon mein hi hai apna sansaar
"Abhinav" raaste taiyaar kar
Ja,"Khuda" se jaakar didar kar.


AKJ

Rain!

It has been raining since four days now. It is amazing how much water is in the stores up there. But I am a little sceptical about the rain's timing. It starts raining when I start for the office and it accompanies me on my return journey as well. Are the clouds in the mood of a prank? I don't know.

But lately I have started liking this rain. Look for the anxious steps, when it turns dark. Look for the ladies, ready with their armours-the colourful umbrellas. And yes the boys. Forget them, they will brave the rains. Wet clothes, soaked emotions, refreshed minds and rejuvenated spirits that is what the rains are. Before I turn philosophical and Wordsworth creeps in, I will tell you the most important discovery I have made about rains. And that is "rain brings time”. The time you spend in a cosy corner of your room. The time you start introspecting and reflecting.

Sometimes I really wonder, what is so special about rains. Are they just the result of what we call a "evaporation cycle" or are they just means of raising the levels of the water table? I have realized rains are not just these. It cannot be. The Almighty has a purpose behind each creation of His.

I think of rain and I think of life. Aah! Mr. Wordsworth seems to be around. When I close my eyes, stretch my hands and the rain starts beating, I realize these drops are not just drops but they stand for the difficulties that we face in life. There will be scores of them, ready to beat you down, force you to stop and take a shelter. But be brave, come out and get soaked and you will surge ahead. This is what rain teaches you. On the contrary rain drops can be bundles of joy and happiness that the Provident showers upon you. Now it is up to you how you take it. You can very well stay away and watch others enjoying these rains or you can come out and grab these gifts with open hands.

Have you ever noticed the strange connection between “Rain” and two other favourite words of mine, “Pain” and “Gain”? Be in sorrow or joy, it rains tears. It comes to your rescue when you are hurt and adds value to your happiness when you gain something. It is always a pleasant sight to see tears of joy, love and achievements. It is amazing how rain touches both physical and metaphysical forms of our lives.

I cannot resist writing a small poetry here.

Baarish ki boonden tap tap tapak rahi thin

Dil ke Kisi soone kone mein dastak de rahi thin

Aaj bhigne ka mausam aaya hai

Bin piye jhoomne ka mausam aaya hai

Dil tu ro mat

Aaj Kisi aur ke rone ka waqt aaya hai.

It doesn’t matter, what meaning of rain you attach yourself to. Each of it teaches you something. The path of life is dusty but the rains are there. Difficulties will come, face them and you will see drops of happiness trickling down. A day will come, when it will rain so hard that you will find yourself floating on the sea of happiness, success and satisfaction.

It’s already five by my watch. Time to go. And see, it has started raining again, may be with some new meaning this time. Friends, it’s raining time. Keep reflecting.

AKJ

Confessions Of a Hollowed Mind.

Sometimes footnotes are not really footnotes. They are usually life notes or notes of music carrying life on their crests and troughs. “Sometimes love will pick you up by the short hairs.. and jerk the heck out of you.” Fresh from a burned heart, this footnote suddenly grabbed my attention while I was blindly flipping the blank pages of my company’s almanac. How true it was!! And what followed was the usual rush of blood and the same loathing pain.

Just the other day, I was watching a movie, aptly titled “Lost love”, which gave me a new dimension to the word love. “It is something which when slips from your hand breaks your heart but it feels fu****ng good.” Very true. Post breakup. What an amazing state of mind it leads to!! It seems most of the sad songs of Rafi and Mukesh were just penned down for you and for this auspicious occasion. Even a skilled medical practitioner cannot understand the inherent pathos hidden in these songs but a broken hearted can. I never realized how I started relating to these love ballads but I tell you, they followed me everywhere, to the office, to the bed, to the tea stall and even to the bathroom. My devastated four chambered heart temporarily got a partner, a singing partner.

I remember what my mom told me when I disclosed about this girl. “Ladki ke chakkar mein mat pado.Jindagi barbad ho jayegi.(Keep away from girls or you will ruin your life).” I don’t know how my mom can be so critical and harsh about the community of which she herself is a partner. May be she was just sharing her experience of her encounters with this mysterious community in her college. Now I realize what she was hinting at. When this lovely “love” goes, it leaves you hollow, a deafening silence; you feeling lost, devoid of aspirations and desires. In short, a shattered mortal, left at the mercy of his own thoughts.

If you really want to judge yourselves, judge after a breakup. Oh! What negative thoughts. It will show you how nasty you can become. You will be able to find all sorts of shortcomings in your ex partner. “She was not worth.” “May be she was already in a relationship.” How such thoughts cloud your mind and that too for someone so dear?

Life is so strange. But somewhere in some remote corner of you heart that love still tinkles. And you realize it is time to move on. Life has its own ways and may be that dear girl was not a part of your scheme of things. But she still was a part of your past .The past laden with sweet memories and moments to cherish. Why not lighten things up with these memories and move on humming those love ballads. After all this is what we call life. Love, Involvement, Falter, and Experience.

AKJ

The Ruler

The place was lonely
Nobody cared.
So much to say
None to sit and stare.

The gaze was down
The voice was low
The King was there
Sans the crown.

Down to the earth,
The minaret had come.
The ruler had lost.
What was left
Was filthy crumb .

The dreams broken
The days dark as nights
Aimless, goal less
Was our knight.

Life was threatening.
Signaling its end .
Horrified was the ruler
With the steep descend.

Unknown were,
The Paths of failure
The ruler understood,
Life is not always merrier.

With the past glory at stake
And for sheer namesake
The ruler rose from the dust
Pointing the sword
Still devoid of rust.

“I cannot go down, without fighting”
The ruler declared.
“Who cares, if there is none to sit and stare”.
Life is the name of struggle
Face the heat, return the giggle.

The paths are dusty,
Stony and steep
Life teaches you
Not to sit, crib and weep.
Come forward, take the sword
It is in struggle,
You find “GOD”.

AKJ