Wandering scribbler..

This time when we meet..I will tell you how much I missed you.. I will stare at your deep brown eyes till I no longer can.. And hold you so tight that you can never free yourself! This time when I meet you I won't be scared to hold hands and walk with you till we lose our path.. This time when I meet you I will tell you all the words that we left unsaid.. And speak to you till the stars are tired of our trysts.. This time when I meet you I'll listen to all your war stories and I promise I won't cry.. And we'll live forever in our little cottage beside the mountain and the lake.. This time when I meet you....    this time.. This time when we meet each other we'll change our destiny and write our tale and be together till our name fades..

(Ehsaas part II  http://memoriesinrain.blogspot.in/2013/03/ehsaaskuch-toh-hai-shayad.html ) Unko dekhe se jo mil jati hai is dil ko raahat... Kaise kahe ki kya hai ye ehsaas.. Kya hai akhir ye ajeebse dard ka rishta.. Unki awaaz se jo chir jate hai is dil k taar lagta hai aise ki bus kuch nai kuch bhi nahi aur is jeevan mei pane k layak.. Unki berukhi se kyu zindagi bus tham si jaye ya unki baato se kyu sulajh sa jaye ye jeevan... Kya hai ye ehsaas samajhke bhi anjaan hai hum.... Kyu unse hi dard baatna chahe ye dil kyu unki khamoshi mei bhi ye apne jawaab dhondna chahe.. Unse na milne se jo bechain hojaye ye dil.. Kya hai ye ehsaas..kya hai ye ehsaas kyu samajh ke bhi anjaan hai hum.. Kyu na ho sake humse bayaan.. Kyu shabdheen sa hojayu mai bus thehr si jaye ye zubaan Kya hai aur kyu hai ye ehsaas.. Shayad samajh ke bhi na hosake gi beyaan..

Sometimes in this weird life of black and white you come across people who add a little sparkle to your life.. They make you feel as if you can achieve everything and make life a lot more lighter..And with them you laugh at the worst moments, cry at the silliest of times and live life with a lot more passion! Here's to all those special people in my life...!

Rain on me today... Rain as if there's no tomorrow, no sun... Drown my silences with the sound of your arrival... And as the drops run down my face overpower all my pain and make the scars disappear as if it was never there... And as the winds blow over me, I shiver but you hold me as if it is the last time we'll hold each other again...  As I stand there in your embrace you fill my senses with the smell of parched grass, and the wet ground... And awaken me with your presence and leave me anewed...

Sometime in the morning yesterday, I got this SMS from my friend, 'naseeb kyu mujhse khafa ho jata hain?? kyu na ho shikayat meri nazro ko raat se... sapna pura hota nahi aur savera ho jata hain!! ' P.s I will wait for your answer...                                                                                  ~ Akash And I thought about this while returning by metro  and by the time my station came and people started flowing out my answer was sent... This was what i wrote..! Naseeb chahe ho khafa hum naseebo pe sapne kyu sajaye.. Raat se kyu rahe shikayat jab ye roz ek nayi subah laye..? Sapne kyu sirf bus band ankho ko sukoon de..? ye toh harr raat bus ankho se neende uraa lejaye.. Hai agar sapne dekhne ki himmat hum mei.. Toh ye kismat se bhi ye bhira lejaye.. Jalkar agar jeet ho hassil toh jalna bhi manzoor ho jaye.. Pure hone ki shart nahi hai.. Bus cheen lejane ka junoon hai.. Sapne dekhne ka shauk kaha ye kuch kardikhane ka fitoor hai..!

Here's a poem written by my friend who is trying to quit smoking and below it is my reply poem to him ... Aj fir ek cigarette jala raha hun,, uski nazar me ye ek gunaah hai, mai to uske waade bhula raha hu,, Aj fir ek cigarette jala raha hu.. samajhna mat isko meri aadat,main to bus dhuaan ura raha hu, ye uski yaado ka silsila hai, mai uski yaaden jala raha hu.. mai peekar itna behek chuka hu ki gham ke kisse suna raha hu.. agar tumhein bhi ghm hai to aao,main pee raha hu aur pila raha hu... ek cigarette ki shama k bahane main apne aap ko jala raha hu.. Aaj fir ek cigarette jala raha hu.....                                                                                     ~ Akash  Gam ko aasuyo se na piya toh kya piya.. gam ko zindagi mei na badal diya toh kya jiya..  Gam ko dhuye mei urane ki addat nahi humko, hum toh isi dard k nashe,ki addat mei jiye huye hai..!                                                                                             

(Ehsaas part I  -  http://memoriesinrain.blogspot.in/2013/02/ehsaas.html  ) Humei laga tha hai kuch nahi.. Kuch nai jo keh k batla du tumhe.. Kuch nahi jise shabd de paye meri zubaan.. Kuch nai bus kuch nai gar hai toh.. Fir kyu hai ye intezaar... Kyu hai ye khamoshiyo mei shabd dhundti si muskaan.. Kyu hai unko dekhne ko betaab mera mann.. Kyu hai tujhe thes pahuchane ki shikayat.. Hai kya ye ehsaas kuch nahi..par kuch toh hai shayad..

Aj fir ajeeb sa ek dard jaise ubhar aya.. aj fir ek kamzori se ye dil bhar aya.. dabbi hui in yaado mei un baato mei har din bhul kar bhi zikr hojata hai.. ansuyo ka sahara na raha par firbhi aj ek ajeebsa dard hai  ek ajeebsi tanhayi ne is dil ko jakar liya.. kaise batayu kisse batayu kitne yaad ate ho.. bus bahut yaad ate ho aj bhi bahut yaad ate ho..

Hoitoh bojhate parbona bhalobasha ki..kintu kokhuno kokhuno tomadr dekhe bhabi bhalobasha ki shei.? bhalobasha ki mithya bola na coaching kete cinema dekha,  naki bhoy pe pe shei prothom baar tomake chithi lekha, Bhalobasha ki chokher jol na eksathe khushi howa, bhalobasha ki shudu jhogra na jhograr porer maniya newa.. bhalobasha ki kokhuno kokhuno tomai niye chinta kora.. Naki bhalobasha bodhai tomai harie giye khuje pawa..?