Kuch
dil ka, kuch khud ka
Pata
nahin kaunsa woh dard tha jisne pehle dilaaya woh ehsaas zindagi ka
Lekin
kya ajeeb yeh kahaani hai
Jis
dard ne maara - usi ne zinda hone ka ehsaas bhi dilaaya
Monday, December 3, 2012
Saturday, July 7, 2012
...that night ... silence spake
It rained that night ... and it was wet.
"Everything else is a catalyst" said I - indicating members of the hydroxyl compounds they taught us in the inorganic chemistry classes. "... and so is this ambiance, the music, the noise, the giggling, the voices coming from across the bar ... there was but this one song - the lyrics were profound - the tune was captivating ... it was still the words. Its always the words and this thought ... something about it - never to be forgotten - could not be erased ..."
... there were these tales - Shakuni Tales - and they are true!
"Everything else is a catalyst" said I - indicating members of the hydroxyl compounds they taught us in the inorganic chemistry classes. "... and so is this ambiance, the music, the noise, the giggling, the voices coming from across the bar ... there was but this one song - the lyrics were profound - the tune was captivating ... it was still the words. Its always the words and this thought ... something about it - never to be forgotten - could not be erased ..."
... there were these tales - Shakuni Tales - and they are true!
Sunday, December 26, 2010
... and God created Woman (Hindi)
Banaanewaale ne bhi kya cheez hai banai!
Kehte hai galti insaan se hoti hai, haay yeh kaisi galti khuda se ho gayi
Uske saath jiya na jaaye, uske bagair tanhaayi sataaye
Waqt bhi unn zakhmon ko bhar na paaye
Banaanewaale ne bhi kya hai cheez hai banai
Aye Khuda tune kyon Aurat banai?
Kehte hai galti insaan se hoti hai, haay yeh kaisi galti khuda se ho gayi
Uske saath jiya na jaaye, uske bagair tanhaayi sataaye
Waqt bhi unn zakhmon ko bhar na paaye
Banaanewaale ne bhi kya hai cheez hai banai
Aye Khuda tune kyon Aurat banai?
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Great Expectations
A smile and a li'll trust
All that is needed to live by
And the only things to die for
Free and yet so expensive
Right here and yet so far
Hopeful, insistent and yet so undeserving
Beaten, battered and clobbered
Still walked like the undead
Saved a million times by little angels
Misunderstood, misinterpreted and misjudged
Walking still
With great expectations
All that is needed to live by
And the only things to die for
Free and yet so expensive
Right here and yet so far
Hopeful, insistent and yet so undeserving
Beaten, battered and clobbered
Still walked like the undead
Saved a million times by little angels
Misunderstood, misinterpreted and misjudged
Walking still
With great expectations
Friday, July 10, 2009
Stabbed
He walked up to me one day and said
"Tell me, oh please tell me
What do you do? O, what do you do when you are stabbed in the back?
Many laurels did I win
And there was no man that walked
With grit enough to dare in all I did
But I know, I know they will
A day when they can put a knife in my back"
I smiled and looked at him
Baffled, he said
"Is that it? Is that what I do?"
"Nay", I cried
"Don't die. Ask them to try the heart next time"
"Tell me, oh please tell me
What do you do? O, what do you do when you are stabbed in the back?
Many laurels did I win
And there was no man that walked
With grit enough to dare in all I did
But I know, I know they will
A day when they can put a knife in my back"
I smiled and looked at him
Baffled, he said
"Is that it? Is that what I do?"
"Nay", I cried
"Don't die. Ask them to try the heart next time"
Troy and I
I did not win
But I did fight
And a good fight it was
I lost, and I died
And it was a good death
There is no glory in death
Glory there was in the fight
Cause this war was for no war
And I fought for peace
And I died fighting
That was glory
That was my war
And in my death I lived forever
And in my defeat was my victory
There was'nt a better warrior
And the warrior was me
And in that I live
I will live forever
But I did fight
And a good fight it was
I lost, and I died
And it was a good death
There is no glory in death
Glory there was in the fight
Cause this war was for no war
And I fought for peace
And I died fighting
That was glory
That was my war
And in my death I lived forever
And in my defeat was my victory
There was'nt a better warrior
And the warrior was me
And in that I live
I will live forever
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