Thursday, November 13, 2014

Main shayar to nahi

Main Shayar to Nahi
Magar ae haseen
Jab bhi teri aankhon mein jhaankta hoon
Gazal khud-b-khud likhi jati hai
Tere aane se mehekti hai zindagi
Tere jaane se saans theher jaati hai
Jeene ki aarzoo teri muskaan mein hai
Marne ka bahaana bhi hai wahi kahin
Main shayar to nahi
Magar ae haseen
Woh lafz jo keh sakein tum kya ho
Kisi shayar ke paas nahi

Sunday, November 09, 2014

बुखार

ना जाने तुम बोतल में क्या ढूँढ़ते हो
मैं नज़रों में शराब कब से उतार बैठी हूँ ।

किस दर्द की तलाश करते हो आँखों में मेरी
मोहब्बत का बुखार कब से उतार बैठी हूँ ॥

Ek aur nazm

यूं तो मसले बहुत हैं ज़हन में 
शायरी में उतारे जाने को 
ये कलम मगर बेगैरत बेहया है 
कागज़ पे पड़ते ही 
लफ़्ज़ों को फुसला लेता है 
एक और नज़्म लिख देते हैं 
फिर हम तुम्हारे नाम की । 

Monday, November 03, 2014

Yaadasht

Bhoolne ki beemari ho gayi hai shayad
Or maybe it is just a sign of age
Khayal aajkal bante hi ho jate hain ojhil
Even before they could reach a page
Aaj kai logon ke naam bhi yaad nahi
Whose phone numbers I could recite in sleep
Na jaane kitni baatein seekh seekh ke bhool gayi
Wastes time, re-realizing realizations deep

I don't often recognize my own words
Apna hi maazi aksar anjaan lagta hai
Sometimes though a twitch returns, feeling familiar
Yadasht ka na sahi dard ka to rishta lagta hai
But happiness seems much harder to preserve
Lafzon mein nahi theherta woh samaa
Maybe art is a consolation, as someone wise once said
Khushi ko shayari ki pehchan kahan

Monday, October 20, 2014

Sunday, October 19, 2014

मंज़िल

एक चाह की चाहत की तवक़्क़ो है, संगदिल
एक राह की राहत को तरसता है दिल 
बेमंज़िल उखड़ती हैं सांसें बोझिल 
एक आह की आहट भी ना हो सकी हासिल 


Wednesday, October 08, 2014

Why nothing stays the same forever

Entropy keeps making everything more chaotic all the time.
Zen is a myth. Entropy wins.

Monday, October 06, 2014

Stories

All sorrows can be borne if only we found a way to put them into words and tell their stories.

But stories need listeners just as much as tellers.

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Simplification

It wasn't hatred. It was just...indifference. I didn't care about you because I didn't understand you.
And I didn't have to.

*******************

You were not a bad friend. You just weren't my friend. You have to be friends with someone first to know if they are good or bad.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Ilzaam

Kuch tumhaare, kuch hamare, kuch dard benaam sahi
Dard baantana zindagi ki fikrat hai, zindagi par ilzaam nahi