Veera k naam....... Faiz Ahmad Faiz...!

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• uss ne kaha aao,
• uss ne kaha thehro,
• muskao kaha uss ne,
• mar jao kaha ussne.
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• mai aaya,
• mai theher gaya,
• muskaya,
• aur mar bhi gaya...!

kia baat he faiz aapki...
wese baat he bhi kuch esi hi,
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hum jese saada dilon ki niazmandi se
buton ne ki hen jahan mai khudaiyan kia kia...

Iss shehr e khrabi mai gham e ishq k maare......

yaar blog,
agr iss dunya mai ye chand dost na hote to ye rehne ki jgah thi nhi wese........! :grin

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yaaar blog,
kisi ne chup kra dia....,
mjhe to ese hi chup lag gai thi baat sun kar.........,

mazeed zabanbandi ki kia zarurat thi,
sach khti ho yaar...,

''koi asaani hui, faltuu mai hi push kia...!''

mai kia asaani phnchati, huhhhhhh.!
sach kahun to aik insaan ka sabse bara jurm jo wo kr sakta he, sharafat hi hay..........!


kisi achay bnday k saath mene acha hota dekha nhi hay,
huhhhhhhh....!

Umraan langyan phabaan paar.......!

i was watching a show which was being done to tribute asad aand amjad amanat ali khan sahabz....!
There after a long tym, I came accross

Umraan langyan phabaan paar.......!

it has taken ma heart away.....!
from three continuous days I am in the trance...!
sahi kefiat taari ho gai hay...!

phulaan day rang kaale, phulaan de rang kaaalay...!
surkh gulaban de mosam wich phulaan day rang kaaalay....!

aye haye..........!


inbetween mayya has written her first poem after marriage,
after ages perhaps,

My poet has revived...! :grin

Entranced.......

I was humming some verses from two to three days,
but was,nt able to recognise from where i got them..., where they belonged....?

going through the music folder in ma PC... i got an old song, which i thought might be the origin of those verses....,
haer bandha ja, mukh dikh laja
nath nagar sanwarya re
ban mai akeli raagan khoi khoi phire...

It was....!
The title was ''Aaan milo shaam sanwarae...!'' sung by Asha ji most probably...!


but i came across another old song too,
got into its trance...,

pyaar par bas to nhi he mera, lekin phr bhi
tu bta de k tujhe pyaar karun ya na karun

mere khwabon k jharokon ko sajane wali,
tere khwabon mai kaheen,, mera guzar he k nahi
pooch kar apni nigahon se, bata de mujh ko
meri raaton k muqaddar mai sehar he k nhi


kaheen esa na ho paoun mere, thara jaein
aur teri marmari bahon ka sahara na mile
ashq behte rahen, khamosh siah raton mai
aur tere reshmi aaanchal ka kinara na mile
[I love this last piece specially, I am damnly in love with this song, it almost makes me cry....! pooch kar apni nigahon se... ahhhh it just takes away the heart,
even just the lyrics... , and then the composition the voice quality, it mesmerises ]

TERE BIN... SANU SOHNIA...!

tere bin sanu sohnia
koi hor nahio labhna
jo dave ruh nu sakun chukke jo nakhra mera

ve main sare ghumm ke vekhia
amrika , roos, malaysia
na kittey vi koi fark si
har kise di koi shart si
koi mangda mera si sama
koi hunda surat te fida
koi mangda meri si vafa
na koi mangda merian bala
tere bin hor na kise
mangni merian bala
tere bin hor na kise
karni dhup vich chhan
tere bin sanu sohnia
koi hor nahio labhna
jo dave ruh nu sakun chukke jo nakhra mera

jiven rukia si tun zara
nahion bhulna main sari umar
jiven akhia si akhan chura
"rovenga sanu yad kar"
hasia si main hasa ajeeb
(par) tu nahi si hasia
dil vich tera jo raaz si
mainu tu kyon ni dasia
tere bin sanu eh raz
kise hor nahion dasna
tere bin peerh da ilaaj kis vaid kolon labhna
tere bin sanu sohniakoi hor nahio labhna
jo dave ruh nu sakun chukke jo nakhra mera

milia si ajj mainu
tera ik patra likhia si jis 'te
tun shayr varey shah da
parh ke si osnu
hanjnu ik duliyaa
akkhan 'ch band si
seh raaz ajj khulia
ki tere bin eh mere hanjnu
kise hor nahio chumna
ki tere bin eh mere hanjhu
mitti vich rulnha

(tere bin sanu sohniakoi hor nahio labhna
jo dave ruh nu sakun chukke jo nakhra mera)

uske gham ko gham e hasti, tu mere dil na bana

zeest mushkil he, usse aur bhi mushkil na bana....

ahahaha

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I am no judje of right and wrong, what I should be concerned with is,
what I consider right and wrong
and on what grounds do I do that.....!

THE LOVE SONG OF J. ALFRED PRUFROCK

It is by: T.S. Eliot written in (1919),

my one of the first experiences with English poetry...! don't know how much of it I understand but

believing this part brought tears....!

I should have been a pair of ragged claws

Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.

and then a sarcastic smile by the following...!

And indeed there will be time

For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,

Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;

There will be time, there will be time

To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;

There will be time to murder and create,

And time for all the works and days of hands

That lift and drop a question on your plate;

Time for you and time for me,

And time yet for a hundred indecisions,

And for a hundred visions and revisions,

Before the taking of a toast and tea.

In the room the women come and go

Talking of Michelangelo.

Ahhh...! ain't it awesome? try bringing in the vision!

AN EXTRACT.......

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We are a part of His dream and He wants His dream to be a happy one.Thus if we acknowledge that God created us for happiness ,then we have to assume that everything that leads to sadness and defeat is our own doing.That,s the reason we always kill God, whether on the cross, by fire, through exile or simply in our hearts.

By the river piedra I sat down and wept
Paul coelhoo

another from it

There are many wayz to commit suicide.Those who try to kill the body violate GOD,s law. Those who try to kill the soul also violate God,s law, even though their crime is less visible to otherz....

ALAKH NAGRI

dying to put ma hands on this buk........!

WEN will I get it........!

ISS SHEHR E KHRABI MAI GHAM E ISHQ K MARE.........

...........kia zroori he ye, k insaan haalat k agay sar jhukaye,
bas maslehaton ki bunyaad pe zindagi ko yunhi guzaare chale jana,
kia zaruri he k insaan bas khaksteri chirya ban k hi zindagi guzare, neeli chirya bnne se khof khaye,
cheezon ko apni hi nazar se kion na dekhe
zindagi se hallaat se maashre se bhir kion na jaye...,
takra kion na jaye,
aur kia hi khoob ho k takra k paash paash ho jaye...!

Tu ne deewana bnaya to mai deewana bana.................
ab mjhe hosh ki dunya mai tamasha na bana

aur javed akhtar sahab ne kaha k
tum mareez e danai, maslehat k shedai raahe gumrahan kia he, tum na jaan paoge...

haye,

woh kab meri baat sunain ge

Mujh say kahain gay
Jaao apni raah lo raahi
hum ko kitnay kaam paray hain


AUR HABIB JALIB NE KAHA THA....!

ISS SHEHR E KHRABI MAI GHAM E ISHQ K MARE.........
ZINDA HEN, YAHI BAAT BARI BAAT HE PYARE.....!

SAHI KAHA THA

JAVED AKHTAR SAHAB says.......!

Banjara

Main banjara
waqt k kitnay shaharon say guzra hoon
Lekin
waqt k is shahar say jatay jatay mur k daikh raha hoon
soch raha hoon
tum say mera yeh naata bhi toot raha hai
tum nay mujh ko chora tha jis shahar main a kar
waqt ka ab woh shahar bhi mujh say choot raha hai

Mujhko bidaa karnay aye hain
is nagri k saray baasi
woh saray din
jin k kandhay per soti hai
ab bhi tumhari zulf ki khushbu
saray lamhay
jin k mathay per hai roshan
ab bhi tumharay lams ka teeka
nam aankhon say daikh rahay hain
gum sum mujhko daikh rahay hain
mujhko in k dukh ka pata hai
in ko meray gham ki khabar hai
Lekin mujhko hukam-e-safar hai

Jana ho ga

Waqt k aglay shahar mujhay ab jana ho ga

Waqt k aglay shahar k saray bashinday
sub din sub ratain
jo tum say nawaqif hon gay
woh kab meri baat sunain ge

Mujh say kahain gay
Jaao apni raah lo raahi
hum ko kitnay kaam paray hain
jo beeti,so beet gayee
ab woh batain kyun dohratay ho
kaandhay per yeh jholi rakhay
kyun phirtay ho,kya patay ho


Main bechara
Ik banjaara
Awara phirtay phirtay jub thak jaaon ga
tanhayee k teelay per ja kar baithon ga

Phir jaisay pehchaan k mujhko
Ik banjara jaan k mujhko
Waqt k aglay shahar k saray nanhay munnay bholay lamhay
nangay paaon
dauray dauray,bhagay bhagay a jayen ge
Mujhko ghair k baithain ge
aur mujh say kahain ge

"Kyun banjaray
Tum to waqt k kitnay shaharon say guzray ho
un shahron ki koi kahani humain sunao"

Un say kahon ga
"Nanhay lamho
Aik the raani"

Sun k kahani saray nanhay lamhay
ghamgeen ho kar mujh say yeh poochain gay
Tum kyun unk shahar na ayee

Lekin unko behla loon ga
Un say kahon ga
Yeh mat poocho
Ankhain moondo
Aur yeh socho

"Tum hotin to kaisa hota
Tum yeh kehtin
Tum woh kehtin
Tum us baat per hairaan hoti
Tum us baat per kitna hanstin
Tum hotin to aisa hota
Tum hotin to waisa hota".....
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Dheeray dheeray
Meray saray nanhay lamhay
so jayen ge
Aur main
Phir haulay se uth kar
Apni yaadon ki jholi kandhay per rakh kar
Phir chal doon ga
Waqt k aglay shahar ki jaanib
Nanhay lamhon ko samjhanay
Bholay lamhon ko behlanay
Yahi kahani phir dohranay

TUM HOTIN TO AISA HOT
TUM HOTIN TO WAISA HOTA

i shared this poem with a friend of mine whom i was talkin to after a very long time,
and dunno wen i finished reading it
we were half laughing half cryin.......!
ahhhhhhhhh!


this poem goes so deep in the heart....!

I don't take Life EASY
but I don't take it hard Either...........



coz itz cruel to do so...!
I love maself enough to harm, or be unjust with 'I'

zara nam ho to ye matti bht zarghez he saqi

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nomeed na ho in se, ae rahbar e farzana
kamkosh to hen lekin be zauq nhi rahi....


[ALLAMA IQBAL]

kuch din pehle chhat pe gai raat k waqt
raaten kafi udaas udaas si ho gai hen,
kafi sakoot type ka lag raha tha....

as if sab kuch bht udaas udaas sa betha ho,
pata nai shaid tum nai ho mayya share krne kliye ... isliye sab kuch bht udaas lgta he khi kbhi

maze ki baat btaoun mjhe wo lAMBI lambi calls itni nhi yaad ateen,
mjhe tumhari presence missing missing lagti he
hollow hollow feeling hoti he.........!
:(

missed ..........!

Missing you mayya... missing you so much

DEAR BLOG...!

I know that I am not coming that very regularly, like I am coming..., but am not posting much.., even though I have alot on my mind these days...,
still not sharing...!
cumin and leaving some crap material in drafts...,
jumbled ideas, confused words..., flawy things.., things not worth penning down...,
and then there you are, continuously telling me that you are fed up of them and Me........!

well there are reasons other than "MERA DIL NAHI KAR RAHA THA...",
u know the moody part of me..., :grin
ok, lemme give some examples...,
lyk there is alot of load shedding at ma place, I cant come on the times I want to,
I am forced to come only at the times when I am damn tired, and am fed up of all the things happening around me...!
U know what, I am loosing my that reputation of all the time smiley smiley girl...,
coz I m tired enough, even for smiling....!
and you know me, I cant force the things out of me, when I am not feeling of giving them out,
and then smile is more of a special case..., with that its damn hard...!

THE summer past by......,

sharing about this summer,
I was very near to nature this time....,
and enjoyed plenty of it...!

many a rain and not missed....
this summer it usually rained at night, between 2-4:30 almost

a time when most of the people are busy sleeping...,
but there used to be ''I'' enjoying the rain...., into ma thought, soaking ma self...., into ma thoughts, getting wet......., into ma thoughts, enjoying the hilarious weather...., and enjoying ma thoughts :grin
welll i felt so free, as if every bind on my body was breaking one by one with a ''clutch'' sound...,
[so well mixed with the sound of rain falling over.]

And all those times when i sat on the wall of ma chhat, controlling the imaginary reins of wind, driving ma imaginary bike on a speed of 110 km /hr,
feeling as young as a seven year old,
talking to the moon,
telling the stars long tales,
free of all the cares of the world,
living the moments with ma spirit light and free.........!



AND YOU KNOW THE BEST PART.....?
while enjoying those late night rains and moments I always use to feel, that look I am the only one enjoying it.. there is no one I can see, who is awake that late and enjoying the bliss of nature the way I am...,
Dunno but the thought gave me pleasure, I the only blessed soul .. MAYBE THE SELFISH PART OF ME...!

WORDS... my magic world...!

I,ve been friends with books since i got able to read the first word.
Have ALWAYS felt that when I open a book, or lay my eyes on a written piece of work...
words start talking to me....,


Have YOU ever felt so,
Don't you think that they have some metaphysical sense attached to them,
[ Har lafz ki apni aik mahiat hoti he...! ]
That is they depict of what they actually are...!
they show what they are used to, talk about..
they are a real depiction of the emotion they contain..!
THEY SPEAK OF THEMSELVES...!



when i read the word ''ghussa'' I find in it,s ''ghain'' alll the world,s anger.
when i read ''Khwahish'', I find in its ''hish'' the exact sketching of some longing, something missed out, something you yearn for.

DO,NT YOU.........?

Hazrat e
FAIZ
AHMAD
FAIZ

ANOKHA LADLA.....

anokha ladlaaaa...,
khelan ko mange chand re
kesi anokhi baat re

[ well, Wishes are ''wishes'' .... what if not Granted... or to be more precise ''Grant able''...!
It never stops you from wishing... ATLEAST...! ]

I am Exhausted...!

just feel so...!

The greatest tragedies are always comic....!
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I laugh alot...!

Uss k dil par bhi...............

Listened to this ghazal of Nasir kazmi yesterday
still in its trance.......,

Uss k dil par bhi kari ishq mai guzri hogi
naam jisne bhi muhabat ka saza rakha he

[yeah that z so, when u build up a relation, swirl it in the bonds of love,
'u start making high hopes and expecting things from that .......
Humans are humans not god, they are bound by fate..., every thing doesn't ends in the way you want it to...! ]

patharon aaj mere sar pe baraste kion ho...
patharn aaaj...

ahh there z something in it ...uhh..!







AND I STILL FEEL IT WOULD NEVER RAIN...!

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i feel as it would never rain again or anymore.....!







i want it to rain ...
i so very want it to.....!

. A REQUEST

Dear blog!
On the very request of a friend of mine...
recently criticized by the author of the post........,
i dare to share,
that never point out mistakes...........,
coz next is you.......!
:grin

.......... ahhh a sunday...

from tomorrow our college is reopening, and yeah, academy too.!
Don not let me tell you that ITS hectic....!
:grin

and dunno I am afraid of it
6 long hours in college uhhhhhhhhhh...!
and two others in academy
and then that pathetic travelling in the local buses..!
uhhh,
just wish that i come back alive tomorrow....! :)
and not to mention.... come back with a bundle of tests to learn, homework to do.....!

It,s not fair.......!
so much work...!

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Basically a very normal kind of day,
fair share of things..
joking around,
fighting,
crying
Ahhh all of it!


Sometimes i think that i fight! i am the one with the problems!
but maybe every body hav got their fair share of problems tooo.....!
:grin.....

Tu ne Deewana bnaya to mai deewana bana..............!

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I dont like the way world is
so i want to be different
but wen i dont lyk them
neither would they,
and if they dont lyk me
they can go to hell..!

Documentary Details.....

-Well times back...
there I saw a documentary, talkin something about that-time president.....

It included some sort of survey,
the interviewees were mostly the extreme, polar parts of society....
THE ELITES anD THE POVERTY-STRICKEN.........
but I had my reservations with that..!

If u go asking people who don,t have things to eat, to wear, to diz AND to dat....!
[jo log roti ,kapra, makaan, basic necessaties k chakar mai itni buri trh jakre huay hen,
unki concern musharaf ya zardari nhi... aik acha president he... kon?
wo jo ate ki qeemat kam kara de, wo jiski wajah unk bachon ko do waqt ki roti mayyasur ho.... jare ki sardi mai tan dhanpne ko orhni ho pehnawe k taur....!]

Or if on the other side you go askin ppl who are THE ELITESSSSS...
jo beaches pe aik fun party kar rahe hen sharab k jaam thaame!
:P
jinhen na mulk ki parwa na mazhab ki tok..!
jinko na koi farq parta he, aur na koi wabastgi he iss mulk ki tabahi ya khushhali se


unka kia he jab chahen khatt lenge out of the country...!
beroone mulk accounts Zindabad!

are bhei! poochna he to unnnse poocho jo raye rakhne ki position mai to hen
warna raye k izhar ki azaadi ki baat karte hen,
raye rakhne ki to azaadi di hoti pehle..!

kher wat i was sayin that ask the middle classias...!
they are the ones who re getting the direct blows by the drastic change in political scenarios!

NOTE:-
the above all is written by keeeping general majority formulae in mind...
and after All we do believe in exceptions....
It does,nt take you to be an Elite to be insensitive,
or a poor-stricken wrench to be so engrossed in Your money matters to be ignorant with everything happening around....!


PEACE.....

AN INASSURED KID...!

I am so new over here...
and maybe it,ll take some time for me to be comfortable and a more of wat I am.......!

that z to say with time i,ll get natural.....!

a talk in the taxi...!

ZAUQ KIA BATLAYE, KISI KI BAABAT.....!
yun to saanp bhi apne ghar chanbeli ki jaron mai banate hen...!