Mohabbat ki jyoti

Mohabbat ki jyoti ko, jalaya hai maine,
Riwazon k bandhan ko, toda hai maine,
Patharon se maara, zamane ne mujhko,
Unse teri murat, banaya hai maine ....



मोहब्बत  की  ज्योति  को , जलाया  है  मैंने ,
रिवाजों  के  बंधन  को , तोड़ा  है  मैंने ,
पत्थरों  से  मारा , ज़माने  ने  मुझको ,

उनसे  तेरी  मूरत , बनाया  है  मैंने ।

Mohabbat likhta hun

Jo aa na paye kabhi labon pe, main woh baat likhta hun,
meri mohabbat pe tu hans di, ab zazbat likhta hun,
bada hi zalim hai ye ishq, nafrat paida kar deta,
tujhse nafrat ko bhi main, mohabbat hi likhta hun....

जो  आ  ना  पाए  कभी  लबों  पे , मैं  वह  बात  लिखता  हूँ ,

मेरी  मोहब्बत  पे  तू  हँस  दी , अब  ज़ज्बात  लिखता  हूँ ,
बड़ा  ही  ज़ालिम  है  ये  इश्क , नफरत  पैदा  कर  देता ,
तुझसे  नफरत  को  भी  मैं , मोहब्बत  ही  लिखता  हूँ ।

Who is She

To become a romantic poet u need an inspiration. Luckily I got many. Dedicated to one of them.

Who is she, I am looking at,

She is the one, I thought that,

Pretty is very small for her,

She makes my mind to stir.

The way she blinks her eyes,

Her calmness can hold the skies,

It’s a vacation on an isle,

When her lips spread a smile.

She scolds me, fights with me,

I love her more, when she do,

We don’t behave like dogs and cats,

We are worse than them too.

Amazing is when she holds my hand,

It makes me lose my senses,

Don’t wanna hide her from world,

Wish around us were fences.

Her hobby is she talks a lot,

What I do, lend my ears,

I cannot sleep, whole night,

If I see, her in tears.

She’s not human, she’s a spirit,

Trust me, I saw her glowing,

Someone please tell her that,

Its for her I am living.

HAVE A SMILE

People fight over pretty issues. They often come out of it without fights but some with even harmful weapons. So here I got the best weapon for you, the one which can be used to win both friends and foes. And it’s quite easy to use it for all you got to do is…

For my dreams I got to live,

I don’t know how to grieve,

This has been since some while,

Not so tough, its quite agile,

All you got to do is, HAVE A SMILE…

I got a thing for people with attitude,

It’s a blessing for those in solitude,

Listen to me, don’t be so hostile,

Its so cool, filled with style,

All you do is, HAVE A SMILE…

For my friends and their foes,

I am gonna steal their shows,

Whether you approve or give a denial,

All you wish is my lifestyle,

Because I do, HAVE A SMILE…

May you be straight, may be senile,

Its your chance to get out of the exile,

Don’t misuse it, it is tensile,

Oh! You want to add to your profile,

All you need to do is,

HAVE A SMILE… 

Love it Hate it

The person I hate the most is the person I love the most. The person is me. I wrote once that I am in love with myself. People said I was self-obsessed. Why so? If I had been in love with a girl it would be love. If it was a boy you all would laugh but still it would be love but if it’s with oneself it becomes obsession. I am sure the other part would make me highly depressed.

I wish to know what exactly love is. Isn’t it just a feeling and not a relation? When small things done by a person attracts you and makes you happy its love. When you wish to be with a person, its love. It can be anybody who makes you happy everyday of your life. I strongly oppose the idea that everyone got a soul mate otherwise great people like Swami Vivekananda, A.P.J Abdul Kalam would have been married. Two best friends of opposite sex always end up with love because they enjoy being with each other. Love is when you like the nature and behavior of the person irrespective of his flaws. Parent’s love is the only exception to it. It is totally divine and needs nothing to prove that its love. Why can’t I love myself? It’s just I love to be the way I am. Is it wrong to think like that? Who does not love himself? If anybody wishes to raise a hand I would say you are the most cowardly person I know. You don’t have the dare to tell the truth to yourself.

How many of you know, that the traits we like the least in ourself are the prime reason for someone to like us. It’s not always qualities but also our other part which makes someone fall in love. If you really don’t like one of your traits why don’t you change it? It’s the easiest task I suppose. I love myself as a whole. Irrespective of my flaws n bad qualities. I don’t want to be perfect, so its better I got these flaws.

I hate myself though.  I don’t have the guts to say this in public. I am afraid that my image would be lost. I try to be a tough and mature guy other than my friends. Some think I am a quite serious person with utter patience and am an introvert. It would just make my friend laugh till death. But the truth is I behave like this, because I am afraid. I hate myself for this. I can’t be my true self in front of a bunch of people who hardly care how I am, I hate myself. I love to fake myself to be good when the real Rahul is what people want from me. Hey, I am more confused than I am making u now. It is surprising that I wish to be this way.

Don’t be confused, I am just what u think of me. I will be like that all of the time. It’s just that different people got different opinions for me. That’s the reason to hate the love I got for me.

Chand se chandni

Chand se chandni chura launga,
Phoolon se khusbu uda launga,
Tu kahe to apni jaan de dun,
Jannat se khusiyan chupa launga....

चाँद  से  चांदनी  चुरा  लाऊंगा ,
फूलों  से  खुशबू  उड़ा  लाऊंगा ,
तू  कहे  तो  अपनी  जान  दे  दूँ ,
जन्नत  से  खुशियाँ  छुपा  लाऊंगा |

Sun le ae maalik

Gustakhe kaniz ki darkhast sun le ae malik,

Ulfat ke afsane ka aagaz sun le ae malik,
Ishq ki tadap ko itna bhi mat aazmana,
Ishq ki khwaish mein khud tadap baithe ae malik...


गुस्ताखे  कनीज़  की  दरखास्त  सुन  ले  ऐ  मालिक ,
उल्फत  के  अफसाने  का  आगाज़  सुन  ले  ऐ  मालिक ,
इश्क  की  तड़प  को  इतना  भी  मत  आज़माना ,
इश्क  की  ख्वाइश  में  खुद  तड़प  बैठे  ऐ  मालिक |

Will You Love Me?

Few days ago, chatting on facebook my friend said that it’s easy to write on love. One just needs to imagine about it and start writing.  Though none of the feelings of this world can be described without actually feeling it, which is totally my personal opinion. I didn’t wanna argue with her but I just tried to write something on it. After all, it’s my favourite word.

What’s love?  A question asked by almost every teenager. No one bets to know the answer but you can get a whole range of answers. It’s tough for me to answer this. I never had one. Hey! I am not talking about the love I get from my mother or brother or family members.  I would be lucky in that case but with a girl I am a bit unlucky.

I was infatuated for someone some time ago but that was not love. I forgot her soon after she left the place. I even felt once that my dark complexion was the cause for less number of girls falling for me. My brother who is said to be my look alike is fair and is quite handsome. So looks couldn’t lessen the number.

Leaving my case aside, let’s talk about love. Gosh, it’s real hard. Hey, don’t mind for I am trying to steal some ideas from the movies. Let’s take all time favourite kuch kuch hota hai, dil to pagal hai, SRK movies basically. Na,old enough for this generation. Why not vivah? Many would hate this idea of saying a love story in it but I like that movie. You can curse me for liking it. The actors played such great characters. It’s an ideal case just like our physics where all the questions are solved by assumption and nothing actually happens. What about these latest movies. Huh, it’s not real. Violins are never played while loving someone. All these ideas are so fake. May be, they are real. I don’t have any experience after all.

I am getting diverted. I got to say about love. But the thing is that I don’t know at all about it. Let’s describe love story of my friends. No one would know and also can’t doubt for something which is true. Naaa, its cheating. After all they just tell me what they did, not how they feel. Ahhh, it’s so tough to write about such a simple and common thing.

Hmmmm, lets imagine something. What could one feel after falling in love? Love ends the feeling of making yourself complete. Love gives you a reason to believe in god. Love lets you enjoy the pain.

        इश्क  का  आलम  होता  ही  ऐसा ,

        तन्हाई  में  भी  खुशियों  के  जैसा ,

        हर  आशिक  से  पूछ  लेना  तुम  यारो ,

        मोहब्बत  से  बढ़कर  नशा  न  होता |

Love is something divine and pure. What shit I am writing. There are more break-ups than proposals. Love can’t be divine and not at all pure. So what is love? I got to write something dude. Please god, help me. He is so partial no. God grants love to some, many times in their life but have not allowed me to become even a one-sided lover.

What the hell, I never even had one-sided love. Holy crap, It’s the biggest crime I have done till now. Help me friends. Please, I request you guys help me find someone. I wanna feel the beauty of loving someone. I wish to care for someone more than my life. I wish to wait and still not be angry for being late. I want to buy gifts and bring surprises in someone’s life. I want to make someone feel that love is both pure and divine. Hey! Will you love me?

Thanks for hating me

How much can anybody hate a person?

I have been thinking this for 1 hour and the thoughts have stolen my sleep. The restlessness forced me to write down my views. My roomie is sleeping in a way I would imagine a bunny sleeping. Can I hate him? Isn’t it amazing that it’s hard to hate the person you like even though they may have the same qualities which are the prime reason for hating someone?

I hate a lot of people in my life. Most of them return this favor too. I want to be my true self so I even show these people that their presence are not welcomed in my life. Rarely anybody got this idea that it’s important for you that you are hated. It shows that you have got people who take interest in you. They would buy surely buy a ticket for your concert, let it be to find anything. They would talk behind your back. They would never let you go out of focus.

The best thing I love about some people is the way to hate. I really love their way to make a person believe that they are such good friends but would try their best to bring their life in the dungeons of hell. It needs such good acting skills with patience to tolerate that person. I would like to try their way for it would surely sharpen my brain with all that planning n plotting. It’s tough to be that way, trust me; I tried but always over burst.

I believe that hate is even stronger than love. If we leave aside the typical movie stories, I feel hate has always won over love. May it be heer-ranjha, laila-majnu, romeo-juliet or any famous character. They all became so famous just because someone’s hate won over their love. Even the famous characters “Raj-Simran” from Dilwale Dulhaniyan Le Jayenge are remembered because of the hate of Simran’s father for love marriage. We can easily hate the person we used to love but vice versa is an imaginary situation.

It’s necessary that you are hated. Being an average human you would always want to show them that you are better than them. You will be improving every day. Even hatred brings a lot of energy. Though it’s not good for health but can be used for some necessary situations. Hatred burns calory, a remark for people who wish to go to gym.

I feel lucky, I am not perfect and there are people who deeply hate me. I would love to tell them that you know and would have said it a hundred times that I am very egoistic. I dislike saying sorry but I rarely say thanx even to my friends. I don’t do such courtesy. So everyone who brings energy in my veins by hating me and allowing me to return the favour. Thanks for hating me, It’s an honour.

इंसानियत

इंसान  हम  कहते  खुद  को , इंसानियत  पूजा  करते  हैं ,

भंवर  में  फंसे  लोगों  को  देख , आँखें  बंद  कर  चलते  हैं ,

गलतियाँ  खुद  कर  के  हम , देश  को  आगे  करते  हैं ,

फिर  गौरवांकित  होकर , इसको  पिछड़ा  कहते  हैं |

इंसानियत  के  चोले  में , हैवानियत  छुपाई  है ,

राक्षशों  से  बढ़कर , अपनी  शख्सियत  बनाई  है ,

लहू  के  रंग  का  आज , चढ़ा  ये  कैसा  भंग  है ,

कतरा  कतरा  चीख  रहा , कैसा  ये  प्रचंड  है |

धर्म  के  नाम  मारना  है , बिन  बात  मार  डालेंगे ,

लाशों  के  इस  ढेर  पे , आशियाँ  बनाई  है ,

खुदा  के  बन्दे  कहते  खुद  को , नमाज़  भी  न अदा  की ,

मंदिरों  में  जा  कर  उन्होंने , सिर्फ  घंटियाँ  बजायी  है |

आग  जो  लगानी  है  तो , सीने  में  जगाओ  तुम ,

लाशें  जो  बिछानी  है , देश  के  दुश्मनों  को  मारो  तुम ,

मरते  हैं  तो  रोज़  लोग , तुम  क्या  ख्याति  पाओगे ,

शान  से  जिओगे , और   शहीद  कहलाए  जाओगे |