Kaabil – The Able Mind!

Main aisa kyon hoon?
Main waisa kyon hoon?
Aksar main sochu yoonh…

Raaton ko na soye…
Lootera koi churaiye chain,
Khuli potli… nikli toli,
Shikayat bani badi kahaani.

Kyon na aage badha…
Maksat ne mukam ko choda,
Haar bhi lagi itni nyaari,
Main bana ‘Mr. Sthaayi.’

Maa ki daat chila ke boli,
Teacher ki maar zor se padi,
Pitaji ne phir haari baazi,
Dost ne bhi de di gaali.

Din bane hafte,
Aur hafte beetein saal,
Mann se goonji ek pukar,
Arz kar pyaare… ‘kaabil’ mere bhai.

Phir ek din aaya,
Naya daur laya,
Chal uth mere sher,
Bola… Main hoon kaabil.

Mann ka kona tatol,
Oorja ki kiran ko khol,
Bana apni raah khud,
Aisi soch tu bol.

Tera aks hoon main,
Saamne khada hoon main,
Thoda bheetar jaankh,
Apni manzil ko talash.

Aao nayi umang rache,
Jag ki rekha ko jode,
Khwaab jaga hoonar ka,
Hounsla bana laajawab.

Band moothi ki duniya choti,
Khuli hatheli ka aasmaan niraala,
Alag soch ka banja taara,
Kaabil hai; maa ka laadla.

Main aisa kyon hoon?
Main waisa kyon hoon?
Kore panno pe likhu yoonh…
Main ‘Kaabil.’
Kaabil meri soch.
Soch se rahe pehchaan.
Pehchaan se saara zamaana.
Zamaane se aage main.
Mujhse meri zindagi.
Zindagi se mera wajud.
Wajud se mera kaam.
Kaam se mera naam.

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: Perception

Clutched in shackles of bondage,
Peace is my destination.
Running cold shivers to the spine,
Tranquility is nothing but a perception.

I walk the aisle of fire,
Draining the truth in vain.
My gumboots ran cold in chilly snow,
Warmth is nothing but a perception.

Cold blood baths wet my land,
Loathing cries pain the new widow.
Sacrifice inherits delirium,
Revenge is nothing but a perception.

Violence ain’t any solution,
Vengeance is no justice.
The able mind to strum the right chord,
Happiness is then a real perception.

Happiness strings music,
Music plays harmony,
Harmony bridges freedom,
Freedom unveils salvation,
Salvation is then nothing,
My only ‘true perception.’

 

Chhapak – Inspired by the upcoming movie release of the real life acid attack survivor – Laxmi Aggarwal

Ae musafir…
Ruk zara,
Dekh, yahan…
Thoda wahan bhi…

Aankhen band kar,
Mann ki nazar khol,
Paaoge mujhe,
Meri rooh ko.
Mere ehsaas ko.

Main bani aarzoo,
Main rahoon sach,
Pehchaan mujhe…
Main hoon woh,
Main thodi si ‘Chhapak’.

…Na dekh mera rang,
Na dekh mera roop,
Main pyaari Chhapak,
Keval dekh; mera mann.

Nazar na rakh kayar,
Aankhein na juka sharam si,
Main masoom Chhapak,
Dua kar; zamaana rahe paak.

Andhere ka mooh kaala,
Ujaale pe kyon laga taala,
Main timtimati Chhapak,
Sitaaron sa; mera aashiyana.

Dard ki na koi bhasha,
Satya ki na koi zubaan,
Main adbhut Chhapak,
Insaaf bana; jeevan ka saath.

Phir ek daur aaya,
Hua naya janam,
Mita nishaan kalank ka.
Badal ne bahein kholi,
Hawa ne khuli saans li,
Gun gunati main yunhi boli,
Main thodi si ‘Chhapak’.

Zindagi, tu kyon khaamosh hai…

Celebrating National Poetry Month – ‘April’

Aaj mausam tanha hai,
Pal kuch khafa hai,
Thodi si pehchaan toh do.
Zindagi, tu kyon khaamosh hai…
Mohobbat se aaj ishq hai!

Shabdon ne racha mayajaal,
Mann phir bhi na de sukoon,
Aitbaar teri nishaani ka.
Zindagi, tu kyon khaamosh hai…
Sile hoth bole nayi kahaani!

Banjaaro ki basti badi,
Dil-da-badshah ek,
Pyaar di sachi talaash.
Zindagi, tu kyon khaamosh hai…
Intezaar ki dastak bani deewangi!

Dil tu kyon qaidi hai,
Chodd saath bewafa ka,
Sunn pukar khule aasman ki.
Zindagi, tu kyon khaamosh hai…
Apne hi mohalle se tu fanaa hai!

Ae, zindagi poochoon main aaj,
Aakhir tu kyon khaamosh hai…
Bata, kya tera raaz.

Agar, sawal hai tu.
Toh wajah bhi tu.

Agar, nafrat bani tu.
Toh ulfat bhi tu.

Agar, mazhab rahe tu.
Toh matlab bhi tu.

Agar, mera aks tu.
Toh, chaaya bhi tu.

Agar, dard de tu.
Toh, dawa bhi tu.

Agar, tamashaa bana tu.
Toh, haqueeqat bhi sirf tu.

Tu hai junoon.
Tu hi kare jung.

Ae, zindagi tu kyon khaamosh hai…
Aaj, gulha hawa mein tera shahed hai,
Tujhse hi main rahoon,
Mujh mein hi tu rahe.

Ae, zindagi…
Tu kyon khaamosh hai?

Khwaaish! – Desire

Jitni shiddat se paana chahu,
Utni dooor tu jaana chahe,
Tehr gaya mera mann bhi,
Kya tu khwaab hai, ya koi haqueeqat!

Ruka hoon paas aane ko,
Aaz bhi badhti chali,
Saansein meri tham gayi,
Kya tu sach hai, ya koi saazish!

Ban jaa dil ki aarzoo,
Rooh ki tamanna bhi tu,
Poori kar mere lab ki khwaaish,
Kya tu chahat hai, ya koi numaaish!

Iss raat ki ho na subah,
Deep jale; roshan bane chandni,
Shama pighalti gayi,
Kya tu ijazzat hai, ya dil ki zamaanat!

 

Apna time aayega…

Toasting ‘1st anniversary’ to Ad Passions Infinite – 23/01/18 to 23/01/19.

Beedi poori phookh daali,
Chilum bola; bhai apun bhi tere saath,
Yaad mein nikla sirf dhuan.
Saala, Love yeh kaisa,
Apna time aayega…

Katte pe raha intezaar,
Ek…ich pyaali mein apna pyaar,
Socha aayegi aaj toh bahaar.
Saala, Love yeh kaisa,
Apna time aayega…

Lamp-post ki batti gul,
Gully mein andhera full,
Billo rani banegi bijli.
Saala, Love yeh kaisa,
Apna time aayega…

Signal pe dum mara,
Lal, pili dekhta raha,
Hari pe hui gaadi chalu.
Baap, apni toh ho..re..lli hai shuru.
Saala, Love yeh kaisa,
Apna time aayega…

Gateway se banstand tak chala,
Pathar pe naam bhi likh daala,
Issh…strong banegi apni kahaani.
Saala, Love yeh kaisa,
Apna time aayega…

Apni bhi private gaadi,
Neeli batti wali Auto niraali,
Ek…ich seat pe chipke apun dono,
Aaju-baju bajega no pandu.
Saala, Love yeh kaisa,
Apna time aayega…

Gulab pakda haath mein,
Candle light ka booking dhabe pe,
Darling, pyaar se kha toh lo,
Kya tasty…ichh hai chicken masala.
Saala, Love yeh kaisa,
Apna time aayega…

Johri apni ki jeb ke andar,
Anguthi pahuchi ghar ke bheetar,
Maar hi daala mauke pe chouka,
Tu…ich maangta apun ke dil ko.
Saala, Love yeh kaisa,
Apna time aayega…

Shaadi banayegi apne se,
Kholi liya tere waaste,
Einglis medium ki paltan apunki,
Kya banegi tu ab; meri baiko?
Saala, Love yeh kaisa,
Apna time aayega…

I am the Rebel

Perched on a dark cliff,
Inside the dense woods,
I meet a petite robin,
Donned in an amber hood.

He dives into the deep sea,
Fears no dead waves,
Shores back to n fro,
Anchoring firm on his rising fins.

He braves the scarlet roads,
Masks a warrior demon,
Combats tall in grim battles,
Conquering scars on gliding bows.

The call of silence awakens him,
The sound of dream beckons him,
He is the untamed.
Born now, he is the ‘Rebel.’

To the conviction,
To the faith,
He paints the abstract.
He is the Rebel.

To the passion,
To the cause,
He rides his belief.
He is the Rebel.

To the origin,
To the pattern,
He ain’t lie morbid.
He is the Rebel.

To the price,
To the reward,
He reigns the hat.
He is the Rebel.

To the force,
To the strength,
He masters his choice,
He is the Rebel.

He is guts.
He is glory.
He is legend.
He is the story.
He is the Rebel.

He is substance.
He is existence.
He is freedom.
He is immortal.
He is inside me.
I am the ‘Rebel.’

Maai ki dua!

Ek des mera,
Ek gaon mera,
Gaon mein rehti meri maai,
Saath na chootein kabhi tera,
Dua kare yeh meri maai.

Kudrat teri paanch oongli,
Bhinn soch paanchon ki,
Band karlu moothi banjaye,
Saath na tootein ek moothi ka,
Dua kare yeh meri maai.

Sar zameen ko salaam mera,
Raah meri maine hai chooni,
Modh na le alag inn raaston ka,
Saath na badlein dishaaon ka,
Dua kare yeh meri maai.

Samundar teri khoob badi gehrai,
Pyaas alag sabke mann ko bhaayie,
Dhaara yunh behti banke Ganga,
Saath na ruke tere boondon ka,
Dua kare yeh meri maai.

Gulshan khile baghbaan ka,
Khooshboo bani rajnigandha ki,
Kesariya rang bikhra baadal mein,
Saath na mitein sugandh ka,
Dua kare yeh meri maai.

Vichaar alag, bhasha anek,
Basera wahi sabka ek,
Lehrata tiranga gagan mein rang laya,
Saath na bhoolein mitti ke lahu ka,
Dua kare yeh meri maai.

Sparsh! – A touch

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jahus_0mysI

Samundar ke tat par,
Aayi ek leher oonchi,
Khaara paani bheega le gayi,
Oof kya tumne mujhe choo aa…
Yeh kaisa sparsh hai tera!

Dooor dooor tak faili,
Ret ki lambi chaadar,
Komal chaav se lipti rahi,
Oof kya tumne mujhe sarahyaa…
Yeh kaisa sparsh hai tera!

Chadhta suraj apni jawaani mein,
Peeli roshni neele amber mein,
Odh lu kesariya rang chunar ka,
Oof kya tumne mujhe bikhraya…
Yeh kaisa sparsh hai tera!

O ri chori, ab sun le mari zara,
Halki muskaan ki meethi hasi hoon main,
Khaamosh zubaan ka alfaz hoon main,
Sulagti aag ki shama hoon main,
Dhadakte dil ki aag hoon main,
Dabe ehsaas ka raaz hoon main,
Rom rom ki pukar hoon main,

Teri rooh mein hoon main tehra,
Meera ke mann ka hoon main basera.
Kisan mein hai tera sparsh,
Tujse hi hoon main,
Mujhse hi hai teri leela,
Main hoon tera sparsh.

 

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