Wo subah…
Diary Edition (Bangalore’2004)
Do kadam hi chala tha … par jab kadmo ko dekha to saath sath hi the
Waqt to apni hi dhuri par tha
par mai hi waqt ke age tha kahi
mud ke dekha wo abhi tak pul pe khadi thi
woh mausam ki sard hava jaise mere dil me sama rahi thi
dil ne chaha ..waqt yuhi tham jaye
woh hatho me hat le kar
use suraj ko dubte hue deka
to bas yahi ze`han me aya
ek nayi subah hogi
ek wada kiya
jald milne ka
saal beet gaya, wo aaj wahi hai
jaha mai ja nahi sakta
wahi pul, wahi rashtey…
waqt ke khel hai nirale…
sard hawa ab chubhne lagi hai mujhe
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You, my darling you bitter sweet memories
That is all I’m taking with me
So goodbye, and i’m not crying now
One fine morning you told me I’m not what you need
I hope life treats you kind,
And I hope you have all you’ve dreamed of
And I wish to you joy and happiness
But above all this, I wish you love…
And I, will always love you.
Just want to let go for once
Just for a minute, I want to be weak
Just now, I wish I wasn’t me in this life ..in this world
Just this time, I want so much to shatter into a thousand splinters
Just for once, I wish there was no strength or compassion or realism or pride in me
But just tears….only tears
And its raining now… the sky cries for me…
assuring me, silently, embracing me in its steady rhythm
Somewhere, somehow, something makes sense
because it was your decision
Goodbye, beautiful world of love.
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“Iss mod se jaate hain,
Kuch sust kadam raste,
Kuch tez kadam rahe,
Pathar ki haveli ko
Shishe ke gharondo mein,
Tinko ke nasheman tak
Iss mod se jaate hain.”
chalte chalte…
“Mera kuch saman
Tumhare paas pada hai
Sawan ke kuch bhege bhyeege din
Rakhe hai
Aur mere in khat mein lipti raat padi hai
who raat bujha do
mera who saman lauta do.”
