Kapkampate labon ko alfaaz nahin milte,
Sisakte armaanon ko aawaz nahin milti.
Fir thandi aahein bharte hain ye sab,
Kuch din talak jo khoob itrate they.
Mere khayaal ka pitara bhi ab khali hua,
Tum thi to lagta tha alfaaz mere hain.
Aaj tum nahi ho to kitna kuch nahin hai,
Dil ko dhadkan, zindagi ko saansein nahin milti..
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
A poem:
I will walk, walk, and walk
As the road to the castle of,
That harsh reality,
has many dark pitholes,
But I love to fall,
Get up again, fall again,
As this game of win and loose,
Will make me strong.
Still I will walk, walk and walk,
For I don't seek,
Any other easy way,
As it has roses and thorns both,
But still it makes me happy and gay,
It takes me that merry way,
Still it holds that aroma's clay.
Still I will walk, walk and walk,
For the road to explore,
For the light to illuminate,
For the darkness to dispel,
And the doubt to erase,
Until my heart omits a fine word,
Relieved I am feeling today,
From the handcuffs of obligation,
From the borders of horizons,
Until the last scratch of regret,
Until that miniature dot of remorse,
Vanquishes from deep somewhere in me,
Until it says you have conquered me,
With your unceasing upbeat...
But still I will walk,
Still I will not stop,
Still I will move on,
As I seek no easy way,
Wanted to walk the victory's way,
Troubled by the dust and hay,
Forced by the pandemonium,
Of what they say...
As the road to the castle of,
That harsh reality,
has many dark pitholes,
But I love to fall,
Get up again, fall again,
As this game of win and loose,
Will make me strong.
Still I will walk, walk and walk,
For I don't seek,
Any other easy way,
As it has roses and thorns both,
But still it makes me happy and gay,
It takes me that merry way,
Still it holds that aroma's clay.
Still I will walk, walk and walk,
For the road to explore,
For the light to illuminate,
For the darkness to dispel,
And the doubt to erase,
Until my heart omits a fine word,
Relieved I am feeling today,
From the handcuffs of obligation,
From the borders of horizons,
Until the last scratch of regret,
Until that miniature dot of remorse,
Vanquishes from deep somewhere in me,
Until it says you have conquered me,
With your unceasing upbeat...
But still I will walk,
Still I will not stop,
Still I will move on,
As I seek no easy way,
Wanted to walk the victory's way,
Troubled by the dust and hay,
Forced by the pandemonium,
Of what they say...
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Witty dialogues:
80s Vs 2011:
80s: Mein aur meri tanhai askar ye baatein kiya karte hain:
Tum hoti to aisa hota, tum hoti to vaisa hota,
tum ye kehti, tum vo kehti, tum is baat pe roothti,
mein tumhein us baat pe manata, mein aur meri tanhai...
In 2011: Mein aur meri tanhai askar ye baatein kiya karte hain:
Tum hoti to aisa hota, tum hoti to vaisa hota,
tum ye kehti, tum vo kehti, tum is baat pe roothti,
mein tumhein us baat pe manata,
Tum hoti to aisa hota, tum hoti to vaisa hota, tum hoti to kaisa hota,
Tum hoti to kuch na hota, kyunki tum kuch karne hi kahan deti,
Aur jab tum kuch karne hi na deti to aaisa vaise aur na jaane kaisa-kaisa kahan se hota!!!
80s: Mein aur meri tanhai askar ye baatein kiya karte hain:
Tum hoti to aisa hota, tum hoti to vaisa hota,
tum ye kehti, tum vo kehti, tum is baat pe roothti,
mein tumhein us baat pe manata, mein aur meri tanhai...
In 2011: Mein aur meri tanhai askar ye baatein kiya karte hain:
Tum hoti to aisa hota, tum hoti to vaisa hota,
tum ye kehti, tum vo kehti, tum is baat pe roothti,
mein tumhein us baat pe manata,
Tum hoti to aisa hota, tum hoti to vaisa hota, tum hoti to kaisa hota,
Tum hoti to kuch na hota, kyunki tum kuch karne hi kahan deti,
Aur jab tum kuch karne hi na deti to aaisa vaise aur na jaane kaisa-kaisa kahan se hota!!!
Witty Shyari:
Ab mere paas tum aayi ho to kya aayi ho, ab to office jane ka waqt ho gaya, ab is waqt ye mayoosi kahan se laayi ho!!!
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
A poem: "Teri Arzoo"
Teri aarzoo mein ude to they,
Chand armaan dil ke,
Dhundle ho chale hain ab,
koi paigaam na aya teri oor se,
Teri aarzoo mein humnein kuch khwab bune,
Khwabon mein socha meri hi tarah tu mujhe chune,
Abr banke ud jata hai, aankh khulte hi tu,
gum baitha hu tere pyar mein,
Tu aake kash mujhe neend se jagaye,
Dhund si cchai rehti hai zehan mein tere naksh ki,
Bus intazaar hai khwab ko haqeekat hone ka...
Chand armaan dil ke,
Dhundle ho chale hain ab,
koi paigaam na aya teri oor se,
Teri aarzoo mein humnein kuch khwab bune,
Khwabon mein socha meri hi tarah tu mujhe chune,
Abr banke ud jata hai, aankh khulte hi tu,
gum baitha hu tere pyar mein,
Tu aake kash mujhe neend se jagaye,
Dhund si cchai rehti hai zehan mein tere naksh ki,
Bus intazaar hai khwab ko haqeekat hone ka...
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