Jaate hua Lamhe

Kaash hum in jaate hua lamho ko rok paate,
toh phir hume shikaayat koi na hoti..........
ya phir mausam ki tarah ye lamhe bhi lot aate,
toh phir hume shikaayat koi na hoti............

Koi jaa ke kahe de is guzarate samaa se,
ki humko iski ek aadat si ho gayi hai,
ye aadat padne se pehle ye lamhe laut jaate,
toh phir hume shikaayat koi naa hoti........
Kaash hum in jaate hua lamho ko rok paate,
toh phir hume shikaayat koi na hoti..........

kaise kahe ki kaun saa jaado basa hai inme,
kaise kahe ki kaun saa raaz chupa hai inme,
is jaado ke nashe or is raaz ki gahrai tak agar hum pahuch jaate
toh phir hume shikayat koi naa hoti.........
Kaash hum in jaate hua lamho ko rok paate,
toh phir hume shikaayat koi na hoti..........

humaare or in lamho ke beech badh rahi hai doori,
par hume in lamho se kehna hai kuch bahut zaroori,
zindagi me gar ye naa aate toh zindagi rah jaati adhoori,
zindagi ke is adhoorepan ko hum poora kar paate,
toh phir hume shikaayat koi naa hoti........
Kaash hum in jaate hua lamho ko rok paate,
toh phir hume shikaayat koi na hoti..........

Pain

I had a dream one day,and in my dream I saw my "Dream Boy". He was standing just few feets away from me and smiling. I felt the smile was as pure as a little Baby's smile. His eyes were full of truth. He was looking a grateful gentleman.I wanted to go near to him, to touch him, so that I could make sure that it was not a 'Dream', though it was.He was calm and I was just looking at him stunned in an amusement that how adorable he was.He blinked his eyes and I felt that my heart started beating fast.
I was thinking that "Oh God give me the power so that I can go to him and say that I waited all my life for you".I was longing to get the power to tell him that I want to be a part of your life............ and guess what.. He started walking towards me , he was coming close and close.............more close. He stopped just one step away from me and opened his mouth and said " I Love You ". His eyes were bright and full of truth. I just could not believe that. I was almost getting mad in happiness.
We both were standing in front of each other. He was waiting for my response. And then I took out my heart out of my body and handed over to him. He smiled again and took it in his hands with full care and love.He stepped backward and in a while he was a little away from me.He was stll smiling.I was quite happy.But right then a little pain came from somewhere. He was playing with my heart with his both hands. The pain was more and more but he was still smiling........... And finally he threw my heart in air to that much height from where it fell and broke in thousands of pieces...............
Now I was there only with my broken heart pieces. He went away with the smile.Only the pain was left and I was standing over there and thinking that to which piece of my heart I should go first.

why do we want something ?

This " Want " is very dangerous. why the hell we ever want anything in life and why this want never satisfies you even if you get what you want............. Because there is something hidden behind this "want" which never gives you peace of mind.
when I want people in my life should be loving and caring then why dont I have the power to believe that the love and care which they show is true? Is everything decieves in life or we decieve ourself believing that everything is true. what is the funda to trust anything in life? how do we trust people in life and how do we trust our own soul because the meaning of trust, meaning of truth, meaning of love, meaning of happyness, meaning of self evrything changes from time to time.But I dont want to change, but I am scared that I am changing the way life wants and we call it Adaptibity . Rubbish.......... what kind of Adaptibilty is this where you kill your own self just beacuse the circumstances say that and it's the easy way out.

It was really good

chalte chalte hum itne door aa gaye ,
ki wapas mud ke dekha to sab kuch peeche choot gaya,
humne toh na chaha tha kisi ka dil todna,
na jaane kab kyon aur kaise aaj har koi humse rooth gaya,
Par hum kya kare ki hamari shaksiyat hi kuch aise hai,
aur phir sirf hum hi kyon ye duniya bhi toh kuch aise hai,
is safar me na jaane aur kitne maud ayenge,
toh kya hua agar is pichali rah me kuch choot gaya..............

I tried to be poetic here............. ooooh ,I am trying to compete with indian writers.....oh just kidding. India writers have got an incompetent,imaginative and a creative mind.
Anyways in last 10 days----- 24 play. good figure haan...... yes I saw 24 plays in the NSD 11th international festival(2009). It was a great experience and yesterday's presentation made it more exciting and wonderfull. I want to write a lot today but Kya karoon. office jaana hai and have to sleep now. next time I will take out more time to write....................... but now I have to stop here.

It was a great day

Yesterday "25th Dec 08" was a very specail day as we were on stage once again.Our play "Rustum-o-sohrab" did very well. Everybody appreciated it & it was a great feeling to hear all those applauds.............. I was sooooooooooo happyyyyyyy as our efforts worked out.just to have that one day of success we all worked hard. Here in this blog I want to give my special thanks to all my SRC "classmates", Our Dear "Naushad Sir" & "Hema Singh" Mam (without whome this production would not have been there).

" One more year of life "

" It's 12th Dec again . one more year of life has gone and some more experineces of life are added in my life's book. learnt new things,seen new people,felt bad,felt good,something left behind,something is waiting ahead,many things have changed,few things are still same,trying to move ahead with this stupid philosophy of
" ACCEPT THE CHANGES IN YOUR LIFE ".

Apart from this is my next productin "RUSTAM-SOHRAB" on 24th Dec and I dont have time to think about anything else right now, but then my thought process has got that dominating nature like the Indian male has got in our society. and I am continously fighting with this dominator in my life...........
Life goes on as it is going on and you forget everything, but there are certain things which you never forget, it might be a good thing or bad thing.

At last here we are keep on smiling, living a life without undersatanding it completely.

" खूबसूरत धोका "

" ज़िन्दगी ग़मों की इक धुप है और हम छाँव ढूँढ रहे हैं,

शहर की इस भीड़ से दूर हम तेरा गाँव ढूँढ रहे हैं, "

हर चेहरे पे इक शिकन दिखयी देती है,

हर इक आवाज़ में इक सिसकी सुनाई देती है,

कश्ती डूब रही है हमारी, ये मालूम है हमको,

फिर भी हम आज आवाज दे रहे हैं तुमको,

मरने का खौफ नहीं पर, तेरे दीदार के बाद मरना है,

और हर शक्श ये कह गुजरना है,

कि मोहब्बत नहीं ये धोका है,

" पर आज धोका ही तो सबसे खूबसूरत है "