Me... Going for Proposal

Arrange Marriage, typical word for many people. So was mine. It happened to be day earlier i heard parents discussing about a girl. I rose from my bed and went up to them and asked,"what are u talking about ?"
My mother smiled and said, "Planning to meet your father-in-law." I just was coming back then all of a sudden it stuck me. "What! what are you saying ? All of a sudden from where he got born. what is this?" My dad, who was coolly smiling at the other chair was observing my reactions. God knows what why he was smiling by his unusual style.I straight away said "Nooo!!!...i dont want to meet the girl now. I am not ready for this right now". But as generations goes by tradition, i had to get ready to meet this proposal. Any ways my brother has already started teasing songs :(. No matter what situation would be he would recite some dialogues or song related to that. :) When the discussion was over and i came to my bed to walk out of all those staring faces. I laid on the bed and wondered what to do now. I twas evening by now and i went to make some tea.
               After that i gave a cup to dad and had mine with mom. Then seeing all are free mind now i asked,"what is this?" She calmly said not to worry as this is not last one, you can go and just meet her and dont worry about any thing. I said.. but she convinced me. Finally i took some heart out of it and said to myself, "chalo dekh k aa jate hain aise bhi dekhne me kya jata hai :) " Night's over. Morning came up and as usual morning work is done and i was sitting and watching TV and sipping my tea. My mom shouted from inside the kitchen to have a haircut and do the shaving also. I said "No, i would do that evening." She shouted again saying evening there is a meeting for you so i have to go now. I finished up tea and biscuits and put on my old clothes and went to saloon. Finished my haircut and shaving and came home and took bath. Somehow time passed by and came the moment. I was getting ready to meet the girl..

              I dressed my a nice lavender shirt and put on my leans and went to meet her. But what shall i ask. All those filmy dialogues came popping in my mind. I felt strange. I reached and so did she. our parents greeted each other and told us to have a talk. I looked at her at she started smiling but i was nervous. What to ask what to ask .. were just the question going round and round. I started the talk saying i am not having any topics to ask to you but if i say anything don't mind it. Again she smiled. I felt good by now for any one at-least smiled ant by stupidity( :P). I asked where do you stay and what work are you in. She started of brilliantly and was in no way shy. After few talks it was like.. Holy Gracious! I started talking with her freely now. I asked her regarding the family her places of work and wagera wagera... She was going on speaking and i was just like a toad listener. But she looked good. I felt a bit of blush coming now :).

              Talks apart she asked my date of birth, my office and life in Bangalore. Three questions for a girl who can speak so profoundly. Somehow the talk was over and we greeted each other and left for the day.
putting all talks behind that happened today i had a (unofficial) Proposal Day. Meeting her in a so called eyes looking what shall i talk to her was rather ......... :) (and the story continues)

the RosE......

With love decorated on the petals
And essence of splurring beauty
It shows nature's finest art
that's been coloured by the almighty

It's got effortless attraction
that's very hard to reject
though it's mere a flower
But has got matchless select

When it shines in the sunlight
with a pearl touch after the rain
it flattens all others beauty
but looses up before poet's brain

Fills heart with harmony and
it chills with warmess
But express a heart's feeling
with an emotional calmness

Never feel it is alone
as it's got many bonds
And makes one heart to say
so as the other responds

सच.. . किसे कहते है

सच.. . किसे कहते है
येह तो खुद सच को मालूम नहीं


छोटे थे तो डरते थे अँधेरे से
और सिमट जाते थे पल्लू में माँ के
और सोचते थे हर वक़्त के 
क्या सच कहते है इसे...

समझ का दायरे बदलने लगे
सब्दों बनावटी साँचे में ढलने लगे
रिश्ते अभी बने भी लगे
और हम लगा सच्चे कहते है इसे .. .

फिर थोड़े और बड़े हुए हम
यारों संग रहते थे हम
और उन्ही में ही दुनिया ढूंढने लगे हम
तो बदल गयी फिर से सच सोचते थे जिसे

पडली थोड़ी बहुत अब हमने भी
करने लगे थे काम भी
और खुस हुए हम जब हमने भी जीली ज़िंदगी
और सोचा अब सच इसे ही कहते होंगे

फिर बदल गयी सच हमारी
जब हमसफ़र संग देखि दुनिया दरी
उन्देखा था ये सारा नज़ारा सारा
और सोचा के अब सच किसे कहते है। .

सफर ज़िंदगी का हो रहा ख़त्म
अपने सारे भी अब चले गए थे दूर
बस घडी दो घडी बची थी साँसों की जब
 पताचला के ज़िंदगी भर जिसे ढूंढ रहा था वो सच एहि है.........

Bangalore Holi :(

Yahan ki holi raas na aayi
apni mohalle wali jab yaad aayi
Is waqt jab ghar me sab khele holi
Hum kare yahan office k bench se humjoli

Bhala bin gulal ke bahar nikalte kaise hai
Rang bina, holi ka din nibhate kaise hai
Bachpan se to suna tha ye rango ka tyohar hai
Yahan to lage jaise rangon ko bukhar hai

Apne sehar me bhang se bhari pyali mil jati thi
Har chowrahe pe ek naye toli mil jati thi
Sakal to sabki dekhne layak hoti hai
Pehchan na sako kaun, tab hi holi hoti hai

Isliye maan abhi bhi un galiyon me ghume
Rangon bhari pichkari jahan badan ko chumme
Jahan har ghar me mithai pakwaan sajti hai
Usi rang me dubne dil kitna machalti hai

lehrati patti...

दूर उपर की झुकी टहनी से 
वो पत्ता यूँ इतराकर आ राहा था 
मनो एक हलके से झटके से खुस हो कर 
वो मदमस्त लहराता आ रहा था

कभी दायें तो कभी बाएं 
देख देख कर वो रास्ता आ राहा था 
मनो बीच रास्ते में कहीं कोई 
यातायात की बत्ती जल दे राह था 

अब भी वो ना था नीचे उतरा 
घमंड में अपने बीच में लटक गया 
पर बेचारा एक चोटी सी हवा का झोंका आया 
और वो दर के मरे फिर नीचे चला आया 


नीचे आ रहा बड़े ही सुस्ताते हुए 
जैसे भर पेट खाना हो गया 
और जैसे ही हाथ में मेरे वो लेटा 
चुप चाप वोहिंपर ही सो गया 

मैं भी न बात कर नीचे छोड़ दिया 
और सहन्ती से उसे अपनी नींद पे छोड़ दिया 
और वापस ऊपर देखने में लग गया के कहीं
कोई और नन्ही सी पत्ति पेड़ से नाता तोड़ ना दिया

far from the memories..

far from the lanes of dusty memories,
holding on some grey shades of forgotten cherries,
i was walking with bare foot of mine,
that was covered with the mud of endless time

deep within was so cold so calm,
with those wet cheeks laying upon rigid palm,
But just in mid way when i sat on a empty bench,
all the path behind took a tight clench

far from the rhymes of those silent lips
that sung amid some beautiful tulips
all went past along with the time it took
but left behind some tulips under pages of my flip-book

far in the barren pastures i laid my lone heart,
who was goaded with life's some painful dart,
seeking to take quite street there after,
to tear memories of some undisclosed chapter

The old Diary..

Sat alone listening to some old rhymes 

and was looking through the sixth grade flip-book

that has some moments of life where 

i always wanted to re-look 

Seeing some torn papers in the cupboard

was trying to make a frame out of it

But some parts had gone along the wind

whose gaps is hard to refill it

Up there it was in the dusty mantel

lying lifelessly along with web around

One of those mementos which is still there

standing alongside some dead flies to surround

In a lonely corner stayed a cupboard with wrecked doors

but still hidden some very special thoughts

i stood there, paused breathe deep and opened

And found an old diary, i used to hide under the cots

took the half rotten diary and sat on armchair

glancing over the worn out past in the pages

But still it refreshed some sweet memories

that cant die even after all those fake ages

आखिर क्यूँ.....

आखिर क्यूँ रह रही हो दिल में 

जबकि इसकी कोई हकीकत ही नहीं ..

बस रह रह कर सताती रहती हो 

जिसकी इस मर्ज़ क पास कोई दावा नहीं 

ना चाहते हुए भी हर पल याद आ जाती हो

कभी जागते हुए कभी बेहोशी में आती हो 

जो पूरी न हो सके कभी भी 

तुम वोही सपना बनकर रुला जाती हो 

आखिर फिर क्यूँ आती हो ख्यालों में मेरे 

जब तुमने जिंदगी से हमको जुदा कर दिया है 

इस अधूरी सफ़र में छोड़ गए मुझको और  

मेरे प्यार क जज्बातों को जला कर राख कर दिया है 

वादा किया था खुद से के दूर हो जाऊं

तेरी हर वो ख्याल इस दिल से 

पर आज तुमने फिर वो याद दिला दिया 

जिसको बुलाया था मैंने इतनी मुस्किल से 

अब तो बस एक ही बिनती है सनम तुझसे 

बस रुक्सत कर दे मुझे अपनी मोहब्बत से 

इतनी तो इनायत बनती है मेरी इस सफ़र पर 

तेरे प्यार के अलावा कुछ और भी चाहत है जिंदगी से 

The day I got... still lost ......on the NEW YEAR

          Life is all about losses and gains... and today was my turn to get such a day. I was traveling to my old home to new one. I was going from home to delhi by Rajdhani Express. I said it as great as it was the only one available... I was going with my small niece and was supposed to drop her at home and stay there for a day and then leave for Berali. I was as usual chitchatting with her to get the time going as it's a long journeys. But then I noticed a girl just next to my seat. She seemed quite familiar like someone I knew. But I ignored it as I wasn't alone. I kept myself engaged with my niece. But when I just went to wash my face I again saw her and saw a group of them. While washing my face I was just trying to recollect her. Ah! I got it, she was from my school. Perhaps I didn't have a proper talk with her before which took some time to recognize. 

           But then while coming back to my seat I tried to have a peep and see who all are there. Then i saw her. Even though I passed swiftly thinking not to get noticed by that girls but that face was like flash from dark. She, my first crush sitting just near the window seat. I just couldn't believe it was her as i had never thought i would ever get to see her. She was also traveling with them.
          Just remembered the day i saw her. It was a sight to behold as the heart was struck and i reached the flash point. So Love happens of first sight just as if it was one of popular Sharukh khan movie. But I never had conveyed it to her. So the feelings was hidden somewhere deep inside in the heart and i kept that secret all the while even though i left school and all went on their own ways.. After a while i saw her coming out of that chamber to buy some snacks. She was wearing a white salwar kurta which suits her the most and  i too like her in that. I had seen her the first time in this same look with the same simplicity for the first time too. Then she saw me and we exchanged a smile. Uff! That smile was killer type that just drove me way back to the sweet old days.. 

          I hadn't spoken to her often but still I remember the sight of her while I was in 11th grade, I came across her in a accident. Then I said sorry to her and she just smiled and said it's OK and went past. That frame of time that had got me the most lovely and curvy smile of her is still looked so vivid till today that it sat deep in the heart. I can remember it as f it happened has happened just now. I even now still wanna go back into time and see her smile again and again. But time had its own cruelty so everything went past and after our schooling she went along her way and I on my way. 

          But today everything just lightened up just like flashback and I just loving the moment. I thought to talk to her about her well being next time she comes out. After a while she came out looking for something. I rushed out but calmly and greeted her with a simple Hi and wished her a happy new year and asked how you are. She just said fine and asked about me. I said everything is going on its way. But as I was going to ask something more to talk she turned back towards her seat as her friends called her and she sat there. The heart just dropped out again. I was hoping for another chance but it didn't happen and our stations came up. I came out with my sister who happened to see her brother being the juggler on the hands of time. While coming out I wished all of them a happy new year and went along. I was just praying to god to give another moment to talk but it didn't happen as I couldn't trace her after train halted at station.  After  that i out my luggage and went towards exit.

          After coming out of the station I just took a glance around to see her just to at least say her a goodbye but that too didn't happen. Nevertheless life's not all about her only. there still something time has left for me. But whatever maybe the goals of life she still will have a silent place at one corner of my heart and that will never go……

टिप टिप कर गिरती बूँदें....

टिप टिप कर गिरती बूँदें

कुछ एह्सश जगा गइ दिल में..

और हलकी सी मुस्कराहट ला दी 

लेगइ कुछ पुराने यादों से पल में.....

यारों के संग वो हस्ता हुआ कल

जब भीगते थे मिलकर बरसात में....

वोह बरसात  में धुलते  चेहरे

और पानी भरे होते जूतों में..

चाप चाप कर पानी में कूदना

फिर गिले ही घर लौट जाना था....

पर अगले  दिन फिर वोही  कहानी थी

और घर में  फिर जाकर दांट खाना था..

एक छत्री के ना जाने कितने रहते 

फिर भी साथ में ही रहते थे....

कभी तो छाते संग होते फिर भी

यारों क साथ भीगते रहते थे...

आज तो पड़ भी जाये बूँदें तो भी

वोह  सम्मा ना ला पायेगी ..

क्या आज की ये छोटी छोटी बूँदे

भूल जाने पर फिर याद आएगी ..