Thursday, November 29, 2007

chup kyon ho..............


Zara sa paas aao to kahun tumse
kaandhe pe sir ko jhukao to kahun tumse,


Baras ke baadlo sa chale jaate ho
Kabhi shabnam ki tarah mujh mein theher jao to kahun tumse,


Yu to aankho se nikal aatey hain aansu aksar
Khawab ban kar ke sama jao to kahun tumse,


Mujhko maloom hai paana nahi mumkin tumko
Do kadam saath badhao to kahun tumse....

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Dead Or Alive

Sitting alone in my room, I am feeling as if I am transferred to some alien world,
Thinking about the past days, hovering in thoughts, pondering over again and again, in this busy thinking I heard a sound.

Loud, Ferocious, Painful and agonizing came knocking to my ears, I stood up, ran towards the window, looking out , I was aghast to see the silent street which was buzzing aloud when I entered my room.

My eyes started searching for the cause behind the scream and the silence that over powered a crowd.My sight reached to the street aah! A voice in despair struck to my ears, what I saw after that was horrible, a charred body, lying on the surface of the earth,facing towards the sky,blood spilled all over,bathed in dust, I closed my eyes thinking who he could be? I was trembling on my feet, a shiver reached to the spines and I stood up collecting all the courage I could.

I took few steps towards the door and stopped, a thoughtful look around, as I felt someone behind, nothing was there except my shadow, it was empty as ever, I shook every thought of fear and opened the door,gradually moved on the stairs, a slow walk on the stairs reached at an astounding pace, hurriedly crossed the road, In that fearful situation I forget to bring my spectacles, I reached near the dead man, who was bathed in dust and blood all over his body, I stood there for sometime in fear, numb and silent.

I was afraid to see his face, a deep breath to overcome that fear but unable to do so. I was coping with the scary feeling, reached down,knelt down, I was close to his face a breeze of pain and disgust blew my presence, it was hazy all around, the evening has enveloped whole surrounding, I felt the darkness deep down in my heart it started pounding and pouncing to mouth, shrinking in fear i was trying to shake it away, I sat down pushed myself close, my hands started moving on his face, cleaning the dust and blood , The moment was horrifying,again and again my eyes move around for a human face, nothing was there,the whole area was deserted, it was in deep silent, and that gave a fearful thought.

I look back once more moving my hand on the lying person’s face, then I felt as it was clean I turned to see him, nooooooooo a cry raised deep down and went dead before reaching my mouth, my eyes seemed ogling on the face in shock, went traumatized, I felt lump in the throat, tried to scream but it dies within the heart and i felt i am dead.

Oh No!! Oh God!! Aah!!

In disbelief, shocked, traumatized I woke up from my dreams, soaked in sweat and tears; I sat down holding my head, few minutes of heavy breath and then I look towards the sky from the open window, thanking Almighty, it was a dream where I was engulfed by the darkness of death,when i opened my eyes i felt the light of life in Me, i was still Alive.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

An Extremist’s Diary

When I laughed uncontrollably over the play of life, they said,” I am extreme”.

When I cried over the ugly and pathetic days, I was asked not be on extreme.

I loved her, wished her, believed and took the plunge and she whispered don’t do extremes.

They betrayed me, the innocence used my gullible nature and I felt the pang of disloyalty and it was the extreme.

I chose to talk about humanity, I went on talking and they reiterated, as I am an extremist.

Everything I tried, to be on truth, with logics, analysis and interpretations under the lights of life, the voices went louder to call me an extremist.

I am an extremist, I want to be like this to bring the truth on everyone’s face, if u say this is extreme, this is because truth is bitter and world around me want to be better disregarding their truth, I am sorry, I am on extreme.

I won’t exaggerate things in me to fit in this world rather would love to say what is right,on your face.

They talk about hypocrisy in BOLD letters but they are the biggest hypocrites, they masquerade their own self which they carry in the depth and at times they turn a bolt face, isn’t we call it hypocrisy.

Do hell with the world and do hell with their masked faces and i will keep on saying and singing the Truth of You and Me.