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Jan. 7th, 2010


Dreams, Thoughts and YOU!!!

There is some unexplained connection between what you think, dream and what happens to you...
Unexplained... wierd... supernatural... powerful... however you might want to call it... but there, definitely, is some connection!

And.. funny though, but the busier am getting with my life (and thus, the fewer the moments I get to think - introspect - dream...), the stronger this belief is getting!

What's gonna happen next, somehow, flashes beforehand (not exactly in the same form it's gonna happen... and definitely not for all events...
but those that are important and those that matter... YES!! it does!!

Though, I would love to figure this connection out... but more importantly, I - really, honestly, desperately - wanna figure YOU out!

Because, for some reason, I haven't yet identified, YOU are the only thing/one on my mind - and that too, invariably!!

No face.. no voice... no identification... no smell... nothing.... but YOU are still on my mind all the time! (Well.. not ALL, maybe... but very very very often - for sure!!)

Does it mean, it's time for us to meet?!?! unite?!?! become inseparable??!!?
are you the next not-so-funny joke my life is planning to play on me?!?!


Aug. 20th, 2009


lost... for good!!!

ज़िन्दगी से खुश हूँ मैं,
      या मुझसे खुश है ज़िन्दगी;
सालों तक राह तकी जिसकी,
      दीदार आपका करा दिया|

नाम तेरे के आगे भी,
      जानूँ तुझको, ये हसरत है;
बिन बात किये ये आलम है,
      बातें होंगी तो क्या होगा|

खुद भी खुद पर हैरान हूँ मैं,
      बिन जाने अपना कहा तुम्हे;
ये साजिश तेरी कशिश की है,
      पागल न मुझको कहियेगा|

मासूम निगाहों पर अपनी,
      पर्दा पलकों का रहने दो;
जब - जब झाँकेंगी चिलमन से,
      कोई मुझ जैसा मर जाएगा|

Jul. 7th, 2009



आसमान कम लगता था,
        कभी थी उड़ान ऊंची इतनी;
एक तेरी खुदगर्ज़ी ने,
        मुझे रेत छानना सिखा दिया ||

स्याही से खून पसीने की,
        तक़दीर खुद अपनी लिखी थी;
आंसुओं की ऐसी लहर बही,
        कागज़ फिर कोहरा बना दिया ||

इल्ज़ाम तुझे सब दे-देकर,
        मन हल्का करने का मन है;
कमबख्त इबादत में तेरी,
        ये हक भी दिल ने गवा दिया ||

जो चुरा के इतनी खुश थी तू,
        अब गम न कर उन पंखों का;
उड़कर मुझको क्या करना है?
        अम्बर झुक कर मुझे चूमेगा ||

Feb. 16th, 2009



Feels as though...

                          I am the mold of an hour-glass
                          &, you are the sand in it
                               sand - the only thing that fills it
    & yet,
keeps slipping every passing moment!!!!!

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Feb. 9th, 2009



For the last couple of days, I have not been doing much and as I sit in front of this obedient machine again... can't help but ponder...

have I been killing time?


has the time been killing me?

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Nov. 3rd, 2007



ज़िन्दा हूँ जिन्हें निभाने को,
       मुट्ठी भर टूटे वादे हैं;
तेरा कहर-ए-करम, साँसों का भ्रम,
       हाथों में रेत सी यादें हैं|

तेरी आँखों को तो भूल चुका,
       इक धुंधली सी परछाई है;
हर बूँद तेरे हर आँसू की,
       मेरी नज़रों में पर समाई है|

आवाज़ तेरी तो याद नहीं,
       खामोशी बातें निगल गयी;
तेरी धड़कन की, तेरी साँसों की लय,
       मेरी साँसों में घर कर गयी|

खुशबू तेरी खो सी गयी,
       स्पर्श भी भूला-बिसरा है;
एहसास तुझे पर छूने का,
       मुझे अब तक पूरा करता है|


Nov. 2nd, 2007


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looking for words.... as usual.... :)

Aug. 24th, 2007


happy dappy!!



Just 2 more dayz 2 go...!!!!


Jul. 16th, 2007


hell, heaven and the state of numbness!

It's either hell or heaven, they say!

For some reason, I have always felt --
    -- the concept of hell, and heaven is incomplete!
Incomplete without the state of numbness --
                -- a state where hell or heaven doesn't matter, and there seems to be no difference between the two --
-- absolutely no difference -- neither in actions, nor thought!

It's only when one completes this picture that one realizes the eternal existence of all the three in one's life - infact, even outside it!

The past that we come from - the torture that we have been through and the pleasure that we have cherished --
          -- is the state of numbness -- for it is nothing more than an inch of space in some hidden corner of our heart!
The present that we are dealing with -- the pains that we are taking and the happiness we are getting addicted to --
       -- is the hell -- in a direct and ugly, or an indirect, seemingly beautiful way!
and the future that we spend our entire lives anticipating, or decorating --
       -- is the heaven -- for that's exactly where the ray of hope originates from!
Hope to have something better soon -- hope for an end to this mere survival, and a beginning of a life in its true sense!

It is this hope that adds beauty to all that's beautiful,
and comfort to all that's comfortable -- or, at least, livable!

It is this hope that connects our every breath, every heartbeat together -- in a magical rhythm.
it's this hope that you thrive on,
    It's this hope that I survive on!

Jun. 27th, 2007


Roots - and being held by them!

strange it is... 
but true as well...

The only time you can enjoy flying is when you know for certain your feet are held firmly by your roots!

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