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Whispers From My Heart

Sunday, October 17, 2010

पागल ..

दुनिया कहती पागल हु ,
अरे! मै कहाँ पागल हु?!
थोडा सा अंजना हु,
थोडा सा दीवाना हु,
प्यार का मारा हु,
दुख का हारा हु....


आवारा हु,
बंजारा हु....
सताया हु,
रुलाया हु....
दुनिया कहती पागल हु ,
अरे! मै कहाँ पागल हु?!


दिल के दर्द मैंने भी सहे है,
ज़ख्म दिल के अभी भी न भरे है,
दुख के कंकर चुनता आया हु,
दुनिया कहती पागल हु ,
अरे! मै कहाँ पागल हु?!

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Take My Hand


Take my hand.Together we'll walk on a cloudy day.



Take my hand. We'll walk on a beautiful moonlit night. With the waves on the seashore, touching our feet. Making each moment, a cherished one.



Take my hand. Even if its for tonight or for a few moments.

Tomorrow, you might be lost in this world. I'll be left behind.

Looking for you.

Trying to feel the warmth of your touch.



Take my hand. As my life will always be about these beautiful moments.



Take my hand. Let me live this beautiful dream. Before I wake up to an endless reality again.



Take my hand. If only for a little while.
But set me free. For a lifetime...



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All these mushy mushy feelings. Gah.

This is what happens when an angel sings to you.
An angel they call "Norah Jones".
<3

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Pain



In the darkest of nights,
When this heart gently cries...
Its the pain that embraces me,
And holds me tight...

My pain does not know me since today or yesterday,
It has known me since the beginning of time....
A hundred and one people I've met,
Blinding my emotions with lies...

Behind closed doors,
My tears comfort me,
My pain accepts me,
For who am I...

A confused heart of mine,
Has trusted many times...
But pain has always come to me,
Like a dear friend of mine....


In the darkest of nights,
When this heart gently cries...
Its the pain that embraces me,
And holds me tight...


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Gah.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

The Free Bird





Somewhere back in time,
A caged bird had dreamt to fly.
In the bondages of politics,
The bird lonesomely cried.

Some people loved her,
Some adored her,
Some heartless people,
Ignored her.

A few men of honour,
Knew how she felt.
They begged for her freedom,
Looking in the eye of death.

Many noble souls,
Left this world.
Thus freeing,
The caged bird.

Now she flies,
High in the skies.
With a little heart,
That always cries.


She looks at the skies,
Which don't remind her,
The freedom she had attained,
Somewhere back in time.


Now she looks back,
At those times.
The cage seems better,
Than these endless skies.

Flying in these skies,
She still has to find,
Her freedom which lies,
Away from these chaotic times.


Like a free bird,
Flying in the sky.
Searching for a better place,
Searching for better times.


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This one's for you, India.

*salutes*

Friday, July 30, 2010

सफर







जाने कल क्या हो,
किसे खबर.
बस इस राह पर,
बद्ते जाए कदम.



मंज़िल मिले या ना मिले,
किसे खबर,
रहेगी ये राह,
रहेगा ये सफर...


जाने कितने रंग,
ज़िंदगी दिखाती है.
दो पल की खुशी,
फिर इंतज़ार करती है.
इस धूप- छाव के खेल को,
खेलते है हम,
चाहे कुछ भी हो,
बढ़ते जाते है हम...



मंज़िल मिले या ना मिले,
किसे खबर,
रहेगी ये राह,
रहेगा ये सफर...


आते है कई पल,
जब दिल रोता है.
अकेलेपन का एहसास,
हमे जो होता है...


करते है इंतज़ार,
उस हमसफ़र का..
जो बने अपना साथी,
इस सफ़र का...


साथी मिले या ना मिले,
किसे खबर...
रहेगी ये राह,
रहेगा ये सफ़र....


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I'd written this 2 years back.

My dad read it. He came to me and asked "Did you ACTUALLY write this? "

Sunday, July 25, 2010

The True Companion





He was walking a dark and an endless road. He looked around, and saw people walking like him too. Like zombies, lifeless, numb and in their own worlds, they all walked. Everyone saw a distant light. A little flash everyone was constantly walking towards. Some called it happiness, some satisfaction, some called it peace. They all were heading towards their own individual light.

He saw many , who found their light. Bringing smiles to their lifeless faces. But his light always seemed far. He had no choice. He had to walk, looking at the light, which kept moving away from him.

At a certain point of time, all of them found the lights they were looking for. He was left , all alone making his way through that dark road. He consoled himself, shed some tears to heal the pain. The light was now appearing nearer. He started thinking about finding his own light, experiencing its very first ray. As it would enlighten his heart and ultimately his soul...

Then finally the time came. When his light was before him. Looking straight ahead, he saw the light exploring the endless road in front of him. He closed his eyes, the days of darkness and misery flashed before him. They'd surely taught him something. Those days had now become a part of him.

He turned his back towards the light and started walking the endless dark road again..

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The darkness. Its the best companion one can have. It hides the world around you. It makes you feel that you're all alone. We actually are. All of us.

PS- Its even more fun, if you've got someone to hold onto while you make your way through the darkness. =D

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Once Upon A Time....



Once upon a time, there was "Love"..


When the changing seasons of life didn't matter,
As long as they got a glimpse of each other...


When they didn't even lay a finger on each other,
But made all the love they wanted to, just by looking in each other's eyes....


When the world seemed too small a place for them,
On shutting their eyes, they would be alone in their own universe, in each other's arms....


But now......

All two lovers think,
is to shut the door behind them,
And do things they want to do...

"Physical Desperation" is the new love...


But maybe...

There's still some love, in some corner of our heart. We've just forgotten about it.

As love never dies. My love. Your love. Our love.