Aankhein bahut kuchh keh detin hain mann ki...
meet ban jaati hain beete samay ki...
chalchitra-sa dikhla ke pichhle dino ka...
kshan-bhar mein chhalkaatin bundein bhi jal ki!!!
Waqt ne chheen li masumiyat jo humse
bah nikli aankhon ke darazon se jo ~ bachchon-si hansi thi!

Tujhse naaraz nahin zindagi....hairaan hun main...!
ye jo hua kya sabse bura tha?...ya aur bhi kuchh bachaa hai?

abhi hun main yahan...
kab-kis-ghadi mit jaayein ye nishaan...
kisi reteele samundar ke kinaare
chali dhundhne hun sahaare..
zinda hun abhi,paltun zara..
pichhe yaadon ke chashmdeed gawaah dikhte hain saare!
is zameen ki lambi baazuon main ud chalun
ya..fanaah kar dun khud ko is aasmaa ke hawaale...
namkeen paani mein dubne ki chahat hai abhi
abhi waadon ki chashni ne failaaye nazar mein ujaale!
sach-jhut ke kisson se dur le chalo mujhe
kha ke ek kasam ~ karke aankhon ke ishaare!
kal jab dhul jayein-ghul jayein ye kisse
hum rahein yahan-chamken yahan..ban ke sitaare..!

(Miss U all !!!!! -05/12/06)

Take bread away from me, if you wish,
take air away, but
do not take from me your laughter.

Do not take away the rose,
the lance flower that you pluck,
the water that suddenly
bursts forth in joy,
the sudden wave
of silver born in you.

My struggle is harsh and I come back
with eyes tired
at times from having seen
the unchanging earth,
but when your laughter enters
it rises to the sky seeking me
and it opens for me all
the doors of life.

My love, in the darkest
hour your laughter
opens, and if suddenly
you see my blood staining
the stones of the street,
laugh, because your laughter
will be for my hands
like a fresh sword.

Next to the sea in the autumn,
your laughter must raise
its foamy cascade,
and in the spring, love,
I want your laughter like
the flower I was waiting for,
the blue flower, the rose
of my echoing country.

Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
boy who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air,
light, spring,
but never your laughter
for I would die.

Pablo Neruda

srijan

Naya kuchh karne ki chah nahin...
kisi sameeksha ki parwaah nahin!
din ke andhkaar se bair nahin koi...
raat ke ujalon se pyaar nahin!
kuchh naya bhi barson purani poonji se niklega...
naya sun-ne ke aadi logon ko iska aabhaas nahin!
shabdon ke teele pe baithi thi kis ghadi...
is se fisal ke giri kab,mujhko yaad nahin!
ret-si baatein kab nikal padti hain apne thikaane ko...
unko baandhne wala mitti-gara mere paas nahin!
mere shabdon ki pratidhwani bhi laut ke aati nahin ab...
kisne kaha mujhe brahmaand ki anant-ta par vishvaas nahin?
main bhi chahti hun naya kuchh,sachmuch naya kuchh ho srujit
mere purane kisso ka tana-bana tut ke gir gaya hai kahin.....

:)

Never experienced the fear of the betray...
My life! You start with the mirror everyday!

Thank you! You proportionated to be happy or gay...
Dear life! You start with the mirror everyday!

No matter how short-how long will you stay...
A lesson on the mirror ,I find everyday!

The jerks on the path,the hurdles on my way...
No other instructor could make it a free avail!

Yes I love you,Ilove you,whatever people say...
I am grateful for the two li'l hands you lay!