sard raatein

iss sard mausam, sulaghtey daar kaafi hain khairiyat ko apni....

zukhaam-e-zar aap hi ko mubaarak !

Do Bol

Do bol, 
Chalo Bol bhi do..
Kyun chup-chup?
arre ab Bol bhi do

Dil udaas nahi, pareshaan hi sahi..
Hamesha ko kahaan bichhde?
Kuch faasle aaj, darmyaan hi sahi..
"yeh Chuppi khaa jaayegi andar se",
maine kaha.. aap maane nahi..

Aji, Humaari baaton ka kuch mol bhi do..
Do Bol, 
Zara Bol bhi do..


Neend ke jagah mann mein udaasi bhari,
Magar kahaan jaane ik baat, yeh gum-geen pari?
Ki, Jaagti aankhon se Jo duur jaa chuke hain,
Darasal Khwaahishon ke agley chauraahe pe hi ruke hain,

Palakon se unke khwaabon ko Zara tattol bhi do, 
Do Bol,
Zara Bol bhi do..
Kyun chup-chup,
Arre ab Bol bhi do..

Muqaddar

Kehte hain jo, "andhere Hain tumhaare muqaddar mein failey gehre",
Kyaa Jaane wo ki apne ujaale toh bass Tere chiraag ke muntazir thehre..

towards unbeing

Inch another one

Like a second towards death

Or one away from life

I long to un-be

I wish to un-be

Hurt it does

Not a moment of joy

Taking so long to unlive

Wish all towards life..

Another night, ahoy,

another night...

kamzarf raat

siyaah raat, haaye sard raat, 
phir bisree yaadein laayi, 
bedard raat.. 


khwaahish-e-aab mein saara din tapey hum, 
shabnam bhi kho kar aayi, 
aaj yeh zard raat.. 


jaane kitne hi katl karwaaye khwaabon ke, 
paas khadi muskaaye dekho, 
kamzarf raat.. 


dil tha buzzdil pehle se, magar, 
hasraton ko bhi kar deti ab toh, 
naa-mard, raat.. 


saansein ruk jaaye, hassti bujhh jaaye, 
aaye, kabhi aisi bhi aaye, 
meri humdard raat..

insaan koi ho

Baapu ke tab, aur ab anna ke sahaare,

Har koi, khud ko aise baa-imaan pukaare

Sach aur jhooth ki, kabhi pehchaan koi ho..

logon ki iss bheed mein, insaan koi ho..


Baarish mein jo, sadako pe be-libaas pade hain,

maasoom.. bad-naseeb.. aur udaas bade hain,

Bachhon ke inn chehron pe bhi muskaan koi ho..

logon ki iss bheed mein, insaan koi ho..


Upar ki har waqt kahee, na sochi yeh dharaa ki,

aaj meri baat yeh, sun lo toh zaraa si,

ki raam se aage, kabhi pahunche ye diwali,

aur mulk ko samjhe, aisa ramzaan koi ho..


logon ki iss bheed mein, insaan koi ho...

logon ki iss bheed mein, insaan koi ho...

yeh aadha chaand... do taare...

yeh aadha chaand, do taare

     aur iss ped ke saaye se bheegi huyi yeh zameen...

kuch yaad dilaati hain..

taare kabhi, khoob saare huaa karte thhe

     kabhi yeh aasmaan kaala hua karta tha

gehraa kaala

coffee sa kaala...

     par ab mere hisse ke baaki taare,

iss shehar ki saanso mein dhundlaa gaye.

kaash, ki aasmaan ka ek sira pakad ke jhattak paata,

     kisi chaadar ki tarah,

     mann bhi, kabhi

kaash!

khair, bujhaaye hi rakho ab.

     inn taaro ki tim-timaahat chubhti hain aankho mein,

bisree yaadon si, ab...

yeh aadha chaand aur yeh do taare bhi le jaao,

     nahi chaahiye ab

     saansein bhi, bass

iss ped ke saaye se bheegi huyi zameen

     hi apni.

dreams?

as i try to sleep, the deads of the tomorrow are waiting to pounce on me tonight..

should i forgive them?

may i forgive them?


but, can I forgive them?

Just another death

A sudden rush towards a bed & we knew, "Gone.. Somebody"
To remind you, it was a ward-day, not even an emergency.
There remained a deep silence, like one before a storm,
As we stood huddled around that lifeless form.


"He was HIV +ve," I heard someone say,
" Don't mourn for him, he was to die anyway."

I can't recall, why I was so shook??
Was it the encounter with the ultimate truth?
Or such a filthy outlook?
... with a hazy mind, I turned to my book..

There were chapters on Heart, Lungs and Brain
Hutchison's "CLINICAL MEDICINE", it read
scanning through the index,
What I could not get, was one on "DEATH."

"DEATH IS A GREAT LEVELLER", atleast I had heard so
But are we really equal after death?
... now, I think, NO!!




(sorry for posting a poem in the blog.. couldn't help myself)

How to ask a girl out..

This is not one of those self-help guides which people tend to stock in their shelves in hope of actually improving their lives. The author is not to be held responsible for any adverse outcome that it may cause.
So, how to ask a girl out...

IN PUBLIC:
Inspired by the pyar kiya to darna kya song, one can go all guns blaring. Select a place bustling with people, say the students' common room, central canteen, etc. Locate your heartthrob. Make sure she's not surrounded by other girls because all of them will giggle uncontrollably and make you wish you could disappear. If her girlfriends don't leave her alone, you may try with the typical, age-old "excuse me, just a minute" ploy. As soon as she leaves that cackle of geese, ask her out in a manner as straight as you can manage. There you are, keeping it soft and simple.
Worst case scenario:
She'll slap you straight across the face and might add some unmentionable adjectives. But what's the big deal if you end up being seen as a moron in front of lots of people, at least your name will crop up in each conversation about your dream girl. After all, no publicity is bad publicity!!

ALONE:
To avoid the above mess, you can make your move a bit subtly. Find an isolated place in the campus, say like a notice board. Act as if the notice is so very important that you'll even miss the WWE Ladies match for whatever the event it is announcing. Introduce yourself(in case, she doesn't know you) and again avoid extravagance. Simply ask her out.
Worst case scenario:
If your SSS(Sweet, simple and sexy) girl is one of those of ultra-conservative types and starts crying(or worse, shouting RAPE, RAPE!!!), you'll end up with an increase in the number of joints in you body. It's still a gain, isn't it?

LIBRARY:
Now this is an excellent idea(me, the genius!!) since nobody will dare scream in the library. So you are safe in that sense. But the crowd present maybe a problem. To overcome it, you need to have Miss Sweetheart's cell no., so that you can call her from the Lib stairs, where she'll have to come to answer the call. Bang!! This is the time, go on.
Worst case scenario:
She might be from the 'very studious and dedicated' category, who prefer to keep their phones off while studying. Or more likely, her network. may not be as loyal as the Hutch(now vodafone) doggie. And you'll waste 15 minutes(you won't give up before that, will you?). But that's OK i guess.

SIMPLY OVER THE PHONE:
This is a method that can avoid all the above disasters and has a high success rate. But you must at least be on talking terms with her. You might need plenty of cajoling or some extravagance (simplicity may not work in this mode).
Worst case scenario:
She'll most probably turn down your offer politely. But she may even hand over the phone to her DAD or brother. But since you are not there in person, rest assured you won't be slapped this time. Or you might try too much to convince(read: plead) her and end up losing the ever-precious balance of your cell.

LETTER:
This may sound filmy, but I've seen people still use this pre-historic way of asking her highness out. Get a good quality of paper and fragrant ink to appeal to her rhinencephalon(smell centre in the brain). Or you can borrow your room-mate's deo(after writing the letter, for best results).
Worst case scenario:
Please, please get hold of your spellings before you write. No girl will take your 'emotions' seriously, if written 'imotions'! And don't trust the postman to deliver it safely. Have it couriered instead, or better still, self-deliver it(if you dare).

After all your efforts, ever thought what is the best case scenario?
You will just get a date! Is that it? Just a date? Just an entry in her calender? Just a DD/MM/YYYY?
So, if you don't manage to get a date, then forget it, buddy, she's not same class as you(read: you're far too ugly for her).



(originally written for boys in my college)