Thursday, November 8, 2012

मेरे अस्तित्व का हिस्सा हैं तू,
मेरे सुनेरे पलों का किस्सा हैं तू। 

Saturday, July 28, 2012

इस कदर प्यार से ए जान-ए -जहां रखा हैं
दिल के रुखसार पे इस वक़्त तेरी याद ने हाथ
यू गुम़ा होता हैं गरचे हैं अभी सुबह-ए-फिराक
ढल गया हैं हिज्र का दिन आ भी गई वस्ल की रात।
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is qadar pyaar se ai jaan-e-jahaa.N rakkhaa hai
dil ke ruKhsaar pe is vaqt terii yaad ne haath
yuu.N gumaa.N hotaa hai garche hai abhii subah-e-firaaq
Dhal gayaa hijr kaa din aa bhii ga_ii vasl kii raat
[Faiz Ahmed Faiz]
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Thursday, July 26, 2012

Maharam

thaa ko_ii shaKhs kabhii maharam-e-dil
vo mujhe bhuul gayaa hai ab to
[Unknown]

 था कोई शक्स कभी मरहम-ए - दिल ,
वो मुझे भूल गया है अब तो।

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Benazeer

रूह को देती है राहत , तेरी बेनज़ीर मुस्कराहट।

Rooh ko deti hain raahat, Teri har benazeer muskuraahat .

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Abir


हम हुए , तुम हुए
फिर यू  'अबीर' हुए .
और उसकी अदाओं के हम सब असीर  हुए।

Hum Huye, Tum huye fir mil ke 'Abir' hue.
Aur uski adaon ke hum sab aseer hue .

Saturday, July 21, 2012

mai.n apane ghar me.n aayaa huu.N magar a.ndaaz to dekho 
ke apane aap ko maani.nd-e-mahamaa.N leke aayaa huu.N 
[Jagannath Azad] 
 
मैं अपने घर में आया हूँ मगर अंदाज़ तो देखो 
की अपने आप को मानिंद- ए-मेहमा लेके आया हूँ  - 
[Jagannath Azad]

Saturday, July 14, 2012

 
जिस की जैसी तबीयत थी हमें वैसा जाना , 
कहीं महबूब हुए हम, कहीं मातूब हुए. 
 
 [अनजान ]

Thursday, May 3, 2012

जाग

तेरी गुलाबी हथेलियों की मेरे सपनो में एक छाप सी ठहरी हैं, 
तेरी हर एक आहट से मेरी सांस सी ठहरी है, 
तेरी बंद अखियों को देख एक आस सी ठहरी हैं,
आ अब आ के जगा जा ठहरी हुई उस बात को जो तेरी आवज़ से ठहरी  हुई हैं।

  


Wednesday, April 11, 2012

SIMPLICITY

Simplicity is often appreciated by people but hardly approached by people. -- दीपी 

Monday, April 9, 2012

ग़ुरबत में हम हैं बैठे , पर दिल सदा तुम्हारे संग है .
ए मेरी जन्म देहि ,  तेरी याद दिल में अमर हैं .
गर मिल सकूँ न तुझ से, पर हर स्वप्न में तू ही तू हैं . 

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

रज़ा- ए - नकाब

               खुदा की रज़ा में तो हम भी राज़ी थे ,
जब तलक तूने अपनी रज़ा को उसका नकाब न था ओढ़ाया ए काज़ी . ---दीपी 

Friday, March 9, 2012

लुक्का शुप्पी


लुक्का शुप्पी खेले, मेरो नन्नो लाल
कभी उधम मचाये , कभी खूब जोर लगाये,
पर जो मैंने देखूं तो चुप हो जाय.
 कभी पानी के बुलबुले जैसा, तो कभी तितलियों
एसो हैं मेरो नटखट लाल. 

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

CLOSE TO MUD

In the days of childhood, when the only worry was how to finish my day's homework and the evening's  started with sweet smell of wet mud and was followed by the bells of street hawkers selling chaat , kulfi and various other lip smacking  eatables and subsided with the lengthening  shadows.
Back in those days of fun and frolic, we had a beautiful garden . My Father had a deep fondness for maintaining a beautiful garden and my mother never objected that, which resulted in giving us sweet memories with Maali-Dada and our  beautiful garden. Maali-Dada was not just a gardener, he was the one who connected us the beautiful green world and was like a family to us.

I still remember, how we used to wait for clock to strike 4' o clock in those sultry summers, when Maali-Dada used to visit us on his bicycle and we got one reason  to move away from the books and out of house and see the blue sky. And from there on started our eventful evening close to nature.

He would first take a stroll of the whole garden, something like a quick inspection or  hello to all our green colored friends. An eye to eye conversation  took place between them and and they told him everything what they need and he knew it all. After which he would take a second round with his equipments (shovel, fertilizer, disinfectant/ weed controller etc etc) from the storehouse and now he would individual meet them and heel their wounds and give them what they need which can be shifting them to a new place slightly bigger or more shady place depending upon the need. We (me and by brother) would silently watch him doing these activities and after this came the time to water plants and I would excitedly ask him that should i start the tap and put the pipe ! as  I could not wait to smell the sweet, welcoming, scintillating and refreshing smell of damp mud and green lush around.  A smell that was 100 % real. Smell of Damp Mud !


Such a beautiful love it was, unsaid and unknown language of nature ! With the commence of every new season he would introduce us to new plants. He would make a list of his choice of plants for the season and discuss with dad on one of the weekend and fix a day with him to get them. Winters brought us lovely roses, daisy, chrysanthemums and not to forget the vegetables we had ranging from spinach, cauliflower, cabbage, carrots, radish, eggplant, lady fingers to name some of them. Of these spinach was grown in abundant and which was not enjoyed just by our family but our neighbours as well ! And for us (kids) he would make us special bouquet of the fresh flowers picked up from our special garden to gift it to our friends on their specials days !

So Maali-Dada not just connected us to nature but also to our neighbours ! He was the one who introduced me to this beautiful green world and which taught us that feeling of love is present in small things in life, and it reveals itself in the most insignificant of our actions. Though Dada is no more around us but he still resides in every beautiful garden, plant, flowers that i see. He is there where ever i can find nature !

This post is my entry for IndiBlogger contest in association with Kissan. I Thank you IndiBlogger and Kissan for giving me the opportunity to recall and relive my those wonderful memories !

Saturday, February 25, 2012

A night just before you will be gone,  with the heavy heart I write this note.....


I wish this night never had its end ...
 and I could sit with you forever 'n ever ...
  but who could ever change this !

 The very thought of loosing you by the dawn,
    doesn't even lets me sleep  whole night...
     but who could ever halt the tick of this clock !

The pain of separation and the long wait,
   will keep me waiting for you to come back soon.

      As you and me will be together again, 

         My dear  Sat-Sun-day :)