Par tum rokti nhi.

Tumhari khilti-khilti zindagi mein,
ek murjhaye khayal sa;
mein aana toh nhi chahta,
par tum rokti nhi.

leher sagar ki,
jab ek dhakka sa tum ko deti h;
sambhal jaane se pehle sochti ho mujhe.
kya karun?
tumhare zehen mein, khamosh tufaan sa;
mein aana toh nhi chahta,
par tum - rokti nhi.

befazul ki baat par,
jab dost koi- zikr mera kar jaata h;
tab tum hi toh sochti ho mujhe.
hanste tumhare cehre par,
gum k izhaar sa;
mein aana toh nhi chahta,
par tum rokti nhi.

fursat mein jab, waqt tum barbad karti ho,
tasveerein palatti ho- muskurati ho;
chehra mera phir aata h-
halki si hansi, phir gehri saans bharti ho.
nayi si duniya mein tumhari, bhichade jahan sa;
mein aana toh nhi chahta,
par tum rokti nhi.

tumhare khush haal dil mein-
malaal sa..
mein aana toh nhi chahta,
par tum rokti nhi.

Ek paraye ko apna banaya, toh apno se phir raaz chupaye,
ek paraye ko apna banaya, usko sab phir raaz bataaye...
kuch humraazi hui, kuch naraazi... kuch bandishein, kuch azaadi.
aisa hua phir, paraaya apna hua, apne hue paraaye.

A cloth hanger felt for a white sparkling gown..

It was some evening n he was drunk. Bullied n teased by his friends, he sat down to write all that he wanted to say to the white sparkling gown.. n strange as it may sound.. a cloth hanger wrote...

When holding you in the dark closet, 

not with any side intentions.. 

But just to support you.. 

I have felt for you.. 

Oh white sparkling gown..  

I know you are too... fancy, 

I know.. Its not rite.. 

N You love to go out 

With that black tuxedo, 

hanging by your side... 

I know.. Its too silly to think, we can make a pair... 

Just know.. m always here... 

To hold.. To support you.. 

In case U just wanna stay..  

know... I have felt for you... 

That designer case, you came in.. 

Whispered to me "Lucky guy!" 

n while I was lost in sorting out a 'why?' 

You were hung on me.. 

I smiled n said.. " lucky guy..." :) 

n since then, I owe by being to you... 

Holding you in this dark closet. 

not with any side intentions.. 

But just to support you. 

somewhere with time, I have felt for you.. 

You n me.. we came from different worlds. 

You were hand stitched.. beautified.. 

made one of your kind.. 

n I came in lots... So many alike. 

I was dead before you.. 

Serving shirts n skirts..n Ts n nighties. 

U were most alive.. Showcased, catching every eye. 

But now.. 

When holding you.. 

- just to support you.. 

as if I have found life.. 

May be.. Its too silly, but I just need to say.. 

n you need not to listen..

 "I have felt for you!" 

Gholein kaunsi si shabnam khwabon mein... ?

Gholein kaunsi shabnam khwabon mein,
ki kam jaage hum raaton mein... ?

Woh ek meetha sa khwab hi toh tha tumhara..
jo sulata tha..
Ek khayal ki subah tum jagaogi..
neendein de jaata tha..

mat lauto koi baat nhi,
bas bata do..
k kaise chhodein jaagna,
aise tumhari yaadon mein..
Palkein kaise kam bheege..
aansu ki barsaaton mein..?
bata do..
Gholein.. ab kaunsi shabnam khwabon mein.. ki kam jaage hum raaton mein..??

do kone..

Hum tum bant jaate hain..
Yehi sahi h..
Tum iss or raho- hum uss thaur jaate hain..
Ek jhijhak si h,
jo hum dono mein thi hi nhi,
isse ek duje ko bachate hain..

Tum sahi ho, aur galat mein bhi nhi.
Par sahare ek duje k, ab hum ko khone hain...
maan lo ki ab se.. duniya k do kone h..