Mujhe chup rehna nhi aata...

Mujhe chup rehna nhi aata...

Mann vichlit mera samundar sa, par mujhko behna nhi aata...

Mujhe chup rehna nhi aata...

Mujhe dukh ki aadat aisi, k ab sukh sehna nhi aata...

Mujhe chup rehna nhi aata...

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Maut ka saaman

Saamne aap ho aur baahar tufaan hai,
Jaaye toh kahan jaaye,
Dono taraf maut ka saamaan hai...


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Socho kya hota?

Abhi toh door hoon, paas hota to socho kya hota?
Abhi toh khawab hoon, ehsas hota toh socho kya hota?
Teri khushboo se dhoond leta hoon tujhe....
Tu North Pole, main Compass hota, toh socho kya hota?

Abhi toh kaala hoon, safed hota to socho kya hota?
Abhi toh kissa hoon, chhupa koi bhed hota toh socho kya hota?
Abhi toh 'in progress' hoon, 'Rukawat k liye khed' hota toh socho kya hota?

Abhi toh Ram hoon, Raavan hota toh socho kya hota?
Abhi toh patjhad hoon, Saavan hota toh socho kya hota?
Abhi toh jabardasti hoon teri zindagi mein shaamil, Man-Bhavan hota toh socho kya hota?


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Anna

Is jeet ka pulinda humne apne haathon se bnaya hai,
Murdo ko zinda humne apne hathon se bnaya hai...

Pehle kuch karne ka jazba mann mein tha,
Aaj is mann mein khushi k aansoo hain...

Delhi bole Anna mahan hai tu,
Mumbai bole Anna tu dhaasu hai...

mujhme, tujhme, sab mein ahinsa ki jo taakat tune di , uska shukriya,
Main bhi Anna, tu Bhi anna, ki kahawat jo tune di, uska shukriya...

Bas is jazbe ko bar-qarar rakhna,
Jab bhi corruption krne lago, bas Anna ko yaad rakhna...

Jai Hind!

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Purana saamaan

Humne wo purani lakdi ki almari aakhir aaj fir se khol hi di...
Puraane daraaj mein kuch adhoore sapne padhe mile...
Kuch kasmein padhi mili, kuch waade padhe mile..

Deemak lag gyi thi unko...
Socha nikaal k dekhu..
Shayad aaj bhi koi sapna zinda ho..

Bohot dhoonda, bohot chhanta... lekin kuch hath nhi lga...
Socha k kyu na inhe baahar nikaal k safai kr du..
Kyu na zindgi mein kuch nye rang hi bhar du..

Uthaya bhi, lekin fir hath na jaane kyu ruk se gye...
Teri ek adhoori tasveer pe nazar padhi..
Dulhan k libaaz mein, usi maasoom muskurahat k sath..
Shayad ye tasveer maine un khwabo mein banayi thi..

Ek kasam utha k dekhi toh chubh si gyi..
Dard hua, khoon bhi baha...
Kehti thi ke tumhara sath nhi chhodungi..

Ab toh maine bhi in kasmo ko dekhna, uthana, aur fir sambhal k rakhna seekh liya hai...
Chutti ka din tha, socha us pal ko bhi yaad kr lu, jab main zinda tha...


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Sapna

Dhundli si aankho se unhe kuch churaate dekha tha...
Aaye, muskuraaye aur Dil utha k chal diye...

Subah ka sapna tha, kahin sach na ho jaaye...

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Jashan

Wo Kaale kapdo mein kya khoob dikh rhe the...
Bas aaye, baithe, daawat udhaayi aur chal diye...

Kiisi ki maut ka jashan manana kauwo ki aadat hai yaaro...

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Baat

Kuch toh baat hogi mujhme, jo chuna hai tumne ghazal sunaane ko...

Varna toh diwaro ke bhi kaan hote hain...

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...and she died

She was standing near a window of her apartment, a window with a flower pot having lily flowers placed on right corner of the window. Her eyes were shining, but for the first time, it wasn’t beauty and confidence, which was shining, rather it was sign of guilt.



Her white nighty was wrinkled, coming out of her left shoulder. Scratches and wounds were deep and red. Her chest had a big red scar, like morning sun shining on her smooth skin. But somehow her beauty was not catching your eyes; it was her tears, continuously coming out of her hazel eyes. Her right hand was writing something on the wall with red colour, while her left hand was loosely holding kitchen knife dipped in red colour of blood.



She was staring at the white car parked right below her apartment on 5th floor. In a matter of seconds, she climbed window and jumped out of it.



While falling down her last night was right in front of her eyes.



She is waiting for her husband, its almost 11 PM. she is wearing her white satin nighty which Arjun gifted her few months back. She cooked Mexican food for the special day. She is murmuring while checking everything is perfect, “Arjun will be thinking I am out for Anita’s, my best friend's, mehndi ceremony. But how can i leave my sweetu on our first wedding anniversary?”



And Riya heard someone on the door…

“Arjun will be so happy to see me”, she murmured again



And the door opens, Riya is waiting with both arms wide open to embrace her lovingly husband, and....





To be continued...







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Temptation

Nishana teri aankhon ka, Seedha Mere Dil Pe Lagta Hai..

O Temptation tu jaane na, tera office mein sikka chalta hai



Ladke rehte hain tere intezar mein, aur ladkiyo ka dil jalta hai

O Temptation tu jaane na, tera office mein sikka chalta hai



1 bje hoti hai subah aur 10 bje din dhalta hai....

O Temptation tu jaane na, tera office mein sikka chalta hai



Chalti hai tu toh duniya thamti hai, rukti hai toh dil bhi rukta hai

Tabhi toh har ladke ka dil tere sajde mein jhukta hai



Tere jesi koi nhi hai, par har koi tujhe copy karta hai...

O Temptation tu jaane na, tera office mein sikka chalta hai



Tera wo Itrana, Balkhana, Aur Sharma ke Nazre Jhukana, Mujhse Sawaal Karta Hai...

O Temptation tu jaane na, tera office mein sikka chalta hai



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