Woh Chaar Saal

Yaad hai who August ka mahina

Jab hum ghar se vida hue the

Ghar ki yaadon ko sehna

Aur mummy papa se alag rehna

Kitna katin lag raha tha

Har shaqs ajnabi sa lag raha tha

Par patah nahi tha khuda ne

Hamare jaise banaye the aur bhi kamine

Aur sabko bhej diya tha hostel me 4 saal jine

Jis se milo apna sa lagta tha

Ghar ab dur ka ristedaar sa lagta tha

Dost hi sab kuch lagne lage

Hamara har such dukh samjhne lage

Jo baat maa-baap se kar na sake

Who doston ke bich aam hone lagi

Raaton ko jaag kar baanth maarna

Parte waqt hi neend ka aana

Har waqt “kinchai” ka idea khojna

Kise kaise tang karun ye sochna

Dincharya sa ban gaya tha

Kisi zamane ke toppers jo kehlate the

Who bhi passing marks ko taraste the

Classes kam malls me attendance jada thi

Bunk marne ki aadat na jane kisne laga di thi

Subah ka suraj dekhe zamane bith gaye

Raat ka andhere me hi 4 saal bita diye

Phone ka bill na jane kaise badhtha tha

Baatein to bas “tum kuch bolo” hi chalta tha

Ladkon ko tarrne ka maza hi kuch aur tha

“Ye mera who tera” ka kissa hi kuch aur tha

Mess k khane ki kya baat kahun

“chup kar” ki awaaz aati hai agar shuru bhi karna chahun

Net aur Lan ka nasha kuch aisa chaya

Viva me “IP address kya hai?”pucha gaya to samjh na aaya

Har HOD faltu, Har “Prof” nikamma hai

Career barbaad karne ka diya inko jimma hai

Jis prof ne bunk marne par attendance nahi li

Ushe kar diya humne us din galiyon se free

Exam ka time table bhi

Kar na saka hamara life unstable kabhi

Kyunki

“Tehre pani me to koi b kashti uthar sakta hai,

Maza to tab aata hai jab mausam kharab hai”

Lab to bahana tha AC me bitane ka

Acha mauka mila tha “solitaire” me maharat hassil karne ka

Bench me naam amar karna

Proxy k liye larna

“aaj teri bari hai”

Class me 15 min late pahunchna

Aur dost ko aage dhakelna

Yaad aata hai who “Orkut” ka zamana

Scraps ke liye doston se plead karna

Puchke wale ke samne line lagana

Aur kehna “ bhaiya thika aur dalna”

Yaad aata hai college ki jab baatein

Tab sochti hun “kahan NIT kahan yeh IIM ki raatein”

Duvidha

Jane kis duvidha me mann baitha hai

Na raha chain ka alaam na neend ka patah hai

Kis kis ko samjaon main yeh

Ki meri zindagi ek behti dhara hai

Jo Kinaro ka sath zindagi bhar deti hai

Par aakhir milti sagar se hi hai

Sab ki nazar bas nirmal nischal

Dhara tak hi hoti hai

Koi nahi dekhta ki andaar

Kitne thokare khani parti hai

Kinaro ki tadap alag dukh deti hai

Unhe to mera sath chalawa lagta hai

Unhe kya patah unse hi meri zindagi hai

Sagar to mujhe sirf mitata hi hai

Par kinare kab yeh samjhe hain

Bachapan se lekar jawani ki atkeliyan

Kab unhe yaad aayi hai

Unke liye to mera sath

sagar se milne tak ka hi

Rahon ke rore ki chot to bardast hoti hai

Dil to bas dukta hai jab apne kinare hi nahi samjh pate hain

My Lover

His twin dark chocolaty eyes

Is enough to captivate a girl’s heart

But then also he uses his charm

To spell bound the one who is worth

His voice so soothing and comforting

Can make you forget your worries

He can make you believe

The fairy tales and all other magical stories

In his arm

you will feel so secure

Like an oyster safe guarding

The dew so pure

His gentle carefree touch

Can create waves of emotion

Making you lose yourself to him

Like a movie in slow motion

It’s hard to get out of his arm

Which is an expert level maze

How hard to try to disarm from him

At last you lose to his magnetic gaze

His venomous kiss can kill

Your senses in a second

Leaving behind an urge to be

His prey till the world ends

Just after the kiss

His killer look can rip apart your soul

Making you stand in the

Middle of the journey with him as a goal

His tempting invitations

Are hard to resist

You have no other choice

Left but to assist

His thoughts rules your world

His cuddles make you smile

His smell makes you

Forget yourself for a while

And when you regain your senses

You find yourself drowned in love

Thinking about the whole episode

“Kyun, Kaise aur Kab?”

Dream

The moment I slip into my blanket

Sleep queen comes around with her army

I try hard to fight against her

But get defeated by her mighty army

She never comes alone

With her comes her moody daughter “Dream”

She can be good, she can be bad

She can make you smile, she can make you scream

She makes you believe that it’s real

You try to run, you try to hide

You become the centre of the story

Played in the stage not much wide

You become invisible to yourself

Black and white is what you see

She makes your five minutes

Like an hour to flee

And as you enter the turning point

Her mother calls her up

Leaving behind no choice

But to get up

My Day

Early in the morning

Get up and stop snoring

Kiss goodbye to your bed

Leave the tears that are shed

Start it afresh like dew in a flower

Take a drizzled shower

Take your time to get ready

Coz you have to look like a lady

Pick up the rosy brush

And make your cheek blush

Get that mascara and kajal

Draw the lines with precision and angle

Don’t forget the lipstick

That’s the famous trick

Dress yourself in formals

Slip on the heels that are normal

Hang on left your Prada

Juggle the key of your new Skoda

Drive her with attitude

No longitude No latitude

Be the boss and rule

Try hard to be rude

Put things on stake

Avoid any mistakes

Don’t be afraid

Leap some steps ahead

Get back to your Skoda

With your very own Prada

Entering “private life” now wakeup

Remove your makeup

Get back to your pajamas

Showing off your tight a**

Roll down some tears

For someone so dear

Don’t feel so low

Just hug your pillow

Hold your blanket tight

And say sweet good night

Lost

No one to comfort me

No one to love me

No one to support me

No one to hug me

I am Lost

Yes I am Lost

No one to teach me

No one to hate me

No one to preach me

No one to wait for me

I am lost

Yes I am Lost

No one to lose me

No one to betray me

No one close to me

No one to pray for me

I am Lost

Yes I am Lost

No one to change me

No one to hide me

No one to exchange me

No one to avoid me

I am Lost

Yes I am Lost

No one to scold me

No one to see me

No one to hold me

No one to be with me

I am Lost

Yes I am Lost

Kiss

I don’t know how the weather was

I didn’t even know how it will be

All I Knew was those passionate eyes

Like a mirror in front of me

His glances were sharper than

The Prince’s sword

His eyes became substitute of mouth

Without any word

Nearer the sword came

Piercing my soul

Harder was it for me

To remain as whole

I trembled, I fumbled

Tried hard to distract

But all my distractions

Did nothing to him but attract

I can feel his

Breath so warm

Inside the unbreakable

Chain of his arm

Eyes got closed involuntarily

To feel the divine

To empty the vessel of

Purest form of wine

His lips were trembling

So was mine

Heartbeats reached the rate of

Per minute ninety nine

Mind stop working

So does the senses

No passionate eyes

No more the piercing glances

Only thing in between

Was the thin layer of air

Which was trying hard to

Push apart the pair

Despite the resistance

Four petals embraced each other

Like the waves of ocean

And current of river

As the toxic and

Addictive touch was felt

Mind and soul

Started to melt

Nothing seems like before

After the deepest dive

‘Coz two living souls

Are now alive

So passionate yet so sweet

Was the unquenched thirst

Disclosing all by itself

“Yes it was the first”

I’m Bored

The new answer to “How are you?”

I’m bored

Nothing less nothing more

I’m just bored

Life is running

In its usual pace

With my activities

Chasing in tortoise pace

How hard I try

To be alive

But it’s all in vain as a

Rusted knife

I wake up everyday

With a dream

But it all get

Melted as an ice cream

I want to prove myself

To the world

But the world views me like a

Picture so blurred

I don’t know how to regain

My confidence

How to be awake and be

In my sense

Everything and every work

Seems so mundane

Working people make

me go insane

Take me out of this

Vicious circle

I’m spinning in these wheels of

An old bicycle

Yes! !  I’m bored

Nothing less Nothing more

Just simply bored

The Fight

My greatest enemy of happiness

Never leaves me alone

Not in a crowd

Not even when everyone’s gone

I hate how it snatches my smile

I hate it the most

My hands always praying

And hoping that it will get lost

But it always finds the way

Back to me

To make me miserable

And my life unbearable to see

I have changed the destinations

I have forgotten the paths

I have changed my present

I have changed my past

But it’s true love for me

Finds me in the darkest place

I don’t know where to hide

I don’t even find any solace

It brings oceans of tears

As a “for granted” gift

And the burden of truth and guilt

That’s hard to lift

Please don’t come to me

I don’t want to cry whole night

I don’t want to see

My happiness going out of sight

When will it “the fight” get over?

When will I be happy forever?

I fear it’s some kind of nightmare

That will remain same forever.

 

Apart

Her twinkling eyes reflecting

the reasons of her dimpled smile

Her charm and innocence

Can stop the time for a while

His killer smile

With innocent attractive eyes

Was the only thing for her

Beyond any price

Both were deeply in love

With each other

Like handful of dust

In a stormy weather

Silent promises were made

For the coming 7 life

He will be the Man

She be the Wife

Lost in each other eyes

Like swimmers in love-river

Him catching her every sight

Like a swift agile diver

Unaware of the high tides

In the full grown moon

They embraced each other

Like promising “We will be together soon”

But Alas !!

High tides engulfed their love

Thunder pierced their heart

Wind blew away their promises

Storms made them apart

Only because….

High tides were her richness

Thunder was society’s power

Wind and Storm were their

Own families watchful tower

STD Call

Tring tring….ops

Its not the usual ring of telephone

Its “ Baby I like it” by Enrique

Ringing loudly on my smart phone

No matter whatsoever is in the

Mind of other fellow

But the conversation always

Starts with a “Hello”

How was the day?

How was the food?

Your new friend cum boss

Is she good?

After all this formal crap

Comes the holy shit

Like a hurricane before

The spring which was ready to hit

One single word and

Years of bridging becomes useless

You start trusting your ego and

Believes in remaining hopeless

Then comes the routine

Im sorry for what I said

Apology accepted as usual

With coldness of dead

Some old memories

Some more jokes and fun

Life seems shining

Under the bright big sun

Alas! The phone get disconnected

Back to call log and pressed “Call”

But why the hell

A girl has answered the call

“Je nombor diye aapni call korche

Setha ekhon bondho aache

Doya kore kichu kon por dial koron”

After sometime, again Enrique hits me with

“Baby I like you”

My old Nokia was out of charge

But now its in full charge of you

Goodie Goodie cuddly lovely stuff

With good night kiss

And lots of virtual hugs and a

Emotional “We will meet soon” wish.