enter sandman

i could say i love you
for the way you worry about me
thinking of me the whole day

i could say i love you
for the way you smile your smile
the dented-creased-cheek smile

i could say i love you
for the way you touch my heart
and i can cry my heart out

i could say i love you
for the rains you bring with you
embracing me like it's forever

i could say i love you
for the way you get angry at me
and then go back to loving me again

i could go on and on
a thousand reasons all night
why i love you more and more
but there's one reason
ahead of the million others
i love like i'm mad

i can sit beside you
hold your hand tight
and forget all my fears

[was watching 'definitely, maybe' on HBO and there was this dialogue:

"You know what's really cool?"
"I don't."
"We can just sit here and we don't have to worry about flirting or all the attraction stuff."
"Stuff."
"Very cool."]

कुम्भ का मेला

एक बादल आज मिलने आया था
कमरे में कोहरा लाया था
धुएँ की आड़ में गुदगुदी की थी
काले-कलूटे की नीयत अच्छी थी
हम मिल कर खूब हँसे थे
बिछडे दो साथी मिले थे

sepia struggle

i looked around and found myself
amid all my yesterdays
awash with a sepia wave
choking, drowning nostalgia

yellowish smiles and tears
and all the left-behind fears
a failure or two
and the stairs of success

it was a sepia edifice
that had grown over the years
feeding on experience
memory-painted, hiccups-dented

all that's seen and done
seemed way too much
and i missed a beat or two
for moments i had held dear

but then i woke up
today is blue and red and green
all the colors of the rainbow
except the sepia sheen

i'll go the sepia way
but of my own accord
no sepia ambush will overwhelm me
while i paint my todays

bye bye sepia tone
your times are long gone
you might be the biggest sea
you can't walk ahead of me

happy ending

they could feel the distance between them. the people were pulling them apart. he could see her struggling. so was he. but the more they struggled, the further they grew apart. he could feel every push of hers as it reverberated through the mass of humanity between them. an eerie kind of feeling. as if she had touched him through the distance. their eyes met occasionally. and they didn't know what to read in that split instant. fear? hope? desperation? or an aura of inevitability? they both knew that the instrument of salvation was almost within grasp. but what to do of the hundreds who didn't want them to escape, to be together again? time was running out. they had to make a last effort. their eyes met, for the last time before the final heave. meet you on the other side, was all that was said. they pushed through, clawing for success, giving it all they had. and boarded the train.

thirsty in an ocean

कभी बारिश होती थी
बूँदें कुछ हमारी होती थीं
कहते, सुनते, लड़ते-झगड़ते
हमसे ही आ मिलती थीं
काले बादलों के तले
बारिश गले लगाती थी
हँसते हँसते जाने कैसे
आंखों कि नमी बहा जाती थी

पर अब जाने क्या हुआ है
बूँदें परायी सी लगती हैं
हल्की सी बारिश की चुभन
अब अंगारों सी लगती है
जब से रूठी है बूँदें
हमने चुप्पी का घेरा बना लिया है
अब क्या फायदा भीग कर
हमने छाता खरीद लिया है

(पर दिल तो अब भी करता है
बारिशों में छाता उड़ जाए कहीं
जहाँ हम खो जाया करते थे
बूँदें ले जाएँ फ़िर वहीं
मन में बाँधी हर गिरह को
पानी की धार कुछ यूँ खोल दे
कि चुप्पी से सिले बिंधे लब
मन में सड़ती हर बात बोल दें)

विक्रम और बेताल

कुछ कहते हैं लोग
जब सपने टूट जाते हैं
कि इस रात की सुबह होगी
सपनों की कोई और रात होगी
पर सपने भी जिंदा होते हैं
मरने पे लहू रोते हैं
लाशों सी लद जाते हैं
कन्धों पर बस जाते हैं
पर कदम तो बढ़ाना होता है
ख़ुद को थोड़ा बहलाना होता है
कि कहाँ कोई अपना था
जो दिखा वो बस सपना था

too much zoozoo?

the zoozoos are brilliant, and creative and superb and all that.. but do they have to show it in EVERY ad break??? and just ONE ad repeating throughout a match??

grrrrr...

ज़िन्दगी की कहानी

रोती रातों में, हंसती सुबहों में
बड़ी नखरेबाज है ज़िन्दगी
कल और कल की भूलभुलैया में
अनबूझ पहेली है ज़िन्दगी
राजा रानी की कहानी से कहीं ज़्यादा
चटपटी मज़ेदार है जिन्दगी
चहकती फुदकती गौरैया सी
चुलबुली शैतान है ज़िन्दगी
मैं किसी से क्यों डरूं
मेरी पक्की यार है ज़िन्दगी

love-ly advice :P

लड़की जब पड़ जाये प्यार में
और शादी कि खबर आए अखबार में
तो उसे चाहिए कि कठिन तप करे
रोज़ सासू माँ के नाम का जप करे

ravana's woes

the many-headed monster
is blinded by his many eyes/I's
sees too much for his own good
doomed eternally on a speeding train
the eyes dream too many dreams
and one heart and two hands fall short