Surat

Har najar mujh se meri pahle ki surat mange..

Surat chahe aisi jaisi vo dekhni chahae..
Na ho aakho mai aasu na ho koi maathe pe shikan..

Aisi kisi masum se chahre ki muskan mange..
Kitna samjha lo kitna sambhal lo..

Duniya sirat se surat hi mange 

Kis kadar ho haal-e-dil baya..

Jab gurrati aakho se koi jawala nikle..
Koi kahe to bah jaye lahu jaise..

Par kisi k lab se naam tak na nikle..
Vo bholi shurat dekhna talashte rahe aur mai duniya ko aaina dikhana  raha…

After life :- chapter 2

It was monday morning dad came to my room and with his heavy voice “aaj office nahi jana hai kya” .   i slowly open my eys and say yes i have too and shut my eys down and make myself comfortable for 5 more minutes sleep and trying to get extract what i can from that 5 minutes. as i go to sleep i was wondering of what if i will not go to office and what if i stay at home today but another voice of dad broke my sleep ” jana h k nahi” yes dad yes i m going i say with a little frustrated voice and i rose up from bad and get ready for office. It was as usual day to me as this is a routin day conversation between me and dad.
I woke up take a look at watch it is 7.30 that means i have a hour to get ready so i try to get ready as soon as possible and try to catch 9 o clock metro to work.
It was normal morning but some how i was feeling unusual a urge to not to go work i don’t know what was that but that was do storng that i was wondering about that all the time when i was geeting ready but i have to get work because i have to see her my life line, my love.
She was the only reason i want to work in that company with that shit head boss who always disapproves whatever you say.
And always ask for your opinion, sometimes i feel god put him there just to have fun with me all the time  but when i see her ohh boy i can’t thank god enough how could i get to work with such beauty.
She is kind a person who could turn a crying face into smiles in just a second. And with that a little smile rise over my face.

  • With all that thoughts i start to start my journey to work to get miserable as well as lucky.

My bad luck
My bad luck follwes me always today is bus strikes and i forgot and i haven’t remember that so i curse my self to not to rember that as from my home it was so difficult to reach any place if buses don’t come even on time, so it is big problem for me and with that with frustration i said to myself to hell with that job i will rest at home today and start walking to home suddenly a car stop in front of me it almost stop near my legs as from scare and frustration i shouted “what are you blind. Cant you see man walking is road is not big enough for you” as i completes my sentance a sorry feel comes on my face because it was my boss my horrible boss i try to say sorry before he could say somthing but he cut me and said sorry and offer me ride to office i was standing there what he just said did he said sorry. i. Start talking to my self as as always i was in my thoughts he ask again “do u need ride to office come on we could go together i know there is bus strikes and. You couldn’t go from here”
I said sorry and sit with next to him. As i have nothing to say from that last seen happen and all my frustration and anger from past wont let me say anything nice to him suddenly he ask “do you have girlfriend? “What just he ask. He ask again .. I said “no” than he said good for you. good ya sure if i punch you in face that whould be good for you too.
Ijust smile at him and curse him for saying that.
He that out of blue ask do you like that girl na. She is nice match for you if you need any help with her parent’s you can come to me.
What is he really my boss or i am sitting with another person.
He just turn horrible boss to honorable boss in a few seconds.
And the car stop and he say where you at come on we are here.
I sit up from my seat andstart walking to office as we enter the lift and doors were closings a urgency voice came stop stop stop
I put my hand to stop the gates as tbe gate opens again it was her it was her oh my luck she me my boss in a lift as wegreet each other. My boss ask her hey do you have boyfriend.
What what just he ask as i was dyeing to know and cursing boss at the same time to ruin my one side love if say yes.
she sees boss and me as we were asking her to kill somebody. She answers that with no keeping her head down.
Ohh boy there is chance yes love you boss you are the man you are the man .
Whole day i was in happy and in my dreams of her and me and thanking boss for everthing..

It is now 5.30 now is the time to go home and with all that thoughts i rose up and get out of the office usually i stay late to see her go but today i won’t stop and straight go out to go home because i was so haply and dreaming that i could not think of anything else and
was walking on the road trying to get home early but beacuse of bus strikes it was tough to catch a ride , it was good weather as there were clouds all over and slow breez was blowing so i plug my earphone and start walking to nearest auto stand.
The traffic was smoth as there is no buses on the road to create mess on the road. As i start walking and melody’s start playing there part in my imagination’s.i start wondering about my life, my companions, my partners in crime and the goals that were fulfilled and yet some to get taken over.
Some failure which give sometimes  smiles  and sometimes a lot of frustration.

poseted from the miths of heart.

After life :- chapter 3

Have you seen ghost? Maybe not defiantly not your own…
If somebody ask me are you satisfied with your life, do you have everything that you desire a few hours ago. I whould definitely say no. But now it doesn’t matter because …..
I was standing next to a body where people were gathered around some takling very softly some take a look on body and look away in disgust. Everyone is saying something on their own way, on their own judgment.
It was a quite time for me i wasn’t lisning to them but somehow all the soft spoken words kept coming to me.
Now i m dead,dead laying on road and i am the only known person to my body but i can’t cry on my own death or can i but for what i should Cry. There is nothing to cry to mourn about me to myself, i am not disgust of me or hate myself it’s just i can’t find a reason to mourn myself.
Some pitifully persons check me and send me to nearest hospital they all know i m dead they just want to address my parent’s my dad who probably be spending time talking about politics or on yoga, and mom ma who defiantly be in kitchen making something,
Something for me.
It was a classis sceen as we always see in movies.
I was full of thoughts sitting near my own death body. Wondering what will happen now to me, to my parent’s, to my love and how much i whould make an impact on there life.
Could death be more clear than that….

poseted from the miths of heart.

After life :- chapter 2

It was monday morning dad came to my room and with his heavy voice “aaj office nahi jana hai kya” .   i slowly open my eys and say yes i have too and shut my eys down and make myself comfortable for 5 more minutes sleep and trying to get extract what i can from that 5 minutes. as i go to sleep i was wondering of what if i will not go to office and what if i stay at home today but another voice of dad broke my sleep ” jana h k nahi” yes dad yes i m going i say with a little frustrated voice and i rose uo from bad and get ready for office. It was as usual day to me as this is a routin day conversation between me and dad.
I woke up take a look at watch it is 7.30 that means i have a hour to get ready so i try to get ready as soon as possible and try to catch 9 o clock metro to work.
It was normal morning but some how i was feeling unusual a urge to not to go work i don’t know what was that but that was do storng that i was wondering about that all the time when i was geeting ready but i have to get work because i have to see her my life line, my love.
She was the only reason i want to work in that company with that shit head boss who always disapproves whatever you say.
And always ask for your opinion, sometimes i feel god put him there just to have fun with me all the time  but when i see her ohh boy i can’t thank god enough how could i get to work with such beauty.
She is kind a person who could turn a crying face into smiles in just a second. Abd with that a little smile rise over my face.
With all that thoughts istart to start my journey to work to get miserable as well as lucky.
My bad luck
My bad luck follwes me always today is bus strikes and i forgot and i haven’t remember that so i curse my self to not to rember that as from my home it was so difficult to reach any place if buses don’t come even on time, so it is big problem for me and with that with frustration i said to myself to hell with that job i will rest at home today and start walking to home suddenly a car stop in front of me it almost stop near my legs as from scare and frustration i shouted “what are you blind. Cant you see man walking is road is npt big enough for you” as i completes my sentance a sorry feel comes on my face because it was my boss my horrible boss i try to say sorry before he could say somthing but he cut me and said sorry and offer me ride to office i was standing there what he just said did hesaid sorry or eas i talking to my self as as always i was in my thoughts heask again “do u need ride to office come on we could go together i know there is bus strikes and. You couldn’t go from here”
I say sorry and sit with next seat to him. As i have nothing to say from that last seen happen and all my frustration and anger from past wont let me say anything nice to him suddenly he ask “do you have girlfriend? “What just he ask. He ask again .. I said “no” than he said good for you. good ya sure if i punch you in face that whould be good for you too.
Ijust smile at him and curse him for saying that.
He that out of blue ask do you like that girl na. She is nice match for you if you need any help with her parent’s you can come to me.
What is he really my boss or i am sitting with another person.
He just turn horrible boss to honorable boss in a few seconds.
And the car stop and he say where you at come on we are here.
I sit up from my seat andstart walking to office as we enter the lift and doors were closings a urgency voice came stop stop stop
I put my hand to stop the gates as tbe gate opens again it was her it was her oh my luck she me my boss in a lift as wegreet each other. My boss ask her hey do you have boyfriend.
What what just he ask as i was dyeing to know and cursing boss at the same time to ruin my one side love if say yes.
she sees boss and me as we were asking her to kill somebody. She answers that with no keeping her head down.
Ohh boy there is chance yes love you boss you are the man you are the man .
Whole day i was in happy and in my dreams of her and me and thanking boss for everthing..

It is now 5.30 now is the time to go home and with all that thoughts i rose up and get out of the office usually i stay late to see her go but today i won’t stop and straight go out to go home because i was so haply and dreaming that i could not think of anything else and
Start walking on the road trying to get home early……

poseted from the miths of heart.

Chapter 1 after life…

I was walking on the road trying to get home early but beacuse of bus strikes it was tough to catch a ride , it was good weather as there were clouds all over and slow breez was blowing so i plug my earphone and start walking to nearest auto stand.
The traffic was smoth as there is no buses on the road to create mess on the road. As i start walking and melody’s start playing there part in my imagination’s.i start wondering about my life, my companions, my partners in crime and the goals that were fulfilled and yet some to get taken over.
Some failure which give sometimes  smiles  and sometimes a lot of frustration.
But as i was gliding the past i feel more pleased to my life.
As i was by myself a sudden voice break my thoughs it was so loud i could hear over my earphone.
There was a mob of people gathered around of a small bike and a person who was in agonizing pain i could say from scream i was hearing. I rush over to see what happen as i walk past each person to see who was he that was screaming so loud so loud it almost feels like he was screaming into my ears.
As i can only see from corner of my eys a man is laying down and he was not moving at all it almost like he is not conscious at all but how come i was hearing the screams if hewas not the one screaming. As more curiously i look around but there was no one that is screaming.
It give me butterfly in my stomach and i try to ask every person whome i could reach but i don’t know why they all didnt even acknowledge me they just keep on talking to each other.
It make me so much angry and at the same time make me more frighten and curious that what happened in the past few seconds what was that sound and who was screaming bursting my ears out.
Suddenly i feel nauseous and couldn’t stand my legs gave up on me and in no time i was on the ground laying down screaming to my lungs screaming from all my power of body to help but no one came.
As long as i can scream i scream than i gave up and start to wondering what happen to me and what has goan in last minuts
The walking..
The wondering..
The pleased feeling..
And the scream
And a dead man..
The dead man it almost my age abd he was wearing same cloths as i am wearing right now, as that thought came i start to pressurize  my brain to see the face to see the face. As i start to pressurize as more clear the picture was it was me who was laying dead on the road but that cant be possible i am alive i am very much alive because how could i die at this age.
As the picture cleared my all nauseous got away and my eys were open now i can see people hear people the were saying “poor man caught side of a fast running car died instent”…..

poseted from the miths of heart.

Silli me

I was in a delima that i have something and i have achieved something that could count at the end.
It was my imagination that keeps me going on and on just before u was slaped by the truth
Truth that shows me the best possible me the real me
Who i was who i become whome i could be
That was the truth that had shown me the real me the real path to the glory road and for the redemtion
To get refined qnd redeemed
Just the redemtion

poseted from the miths of heart.

Adna sa khwab mera

H  adna sa ek khwab mera jo mere saath jeeta h
Kisi ki aarzoo k liye jeeta marta h
H cha nahi isko savar jane ki
Bas ek khalish h pura ho jane ki
H adna sa ek khwab mera..

Udd jane do

Roko na roko na mujhko tum roko na bah jane de kho jane do is hawa is mai bah jane do

H udd jane ki gir jane ki phir ae utt kar lad jane ki khwaish meri is ko bandho na isko toko na isko ro ko na

H ye subha dekho kaise chamcha rahi ek nayi kiran sabko dekha rahi isko khud mai samne se ro ko na toko na

H khushiya aawad deti tumko purati ab to chahre ki mushkan ko roko na toko na

H dil phir se jawa hone ko phir se kisi pe mar jane ko kisi ko apna kisi ka ho jane ko isko roko na toko na

K choti c h jindgi isko aur chota na karo isko jeene do badne do saverne do isko toko na isko roko na

Roko na toko na roko naaaa toko naaa

Masum sa dil mera

H masum sa dil kuch kahna chta h dil
Mushkurane ki vajha dhudta h dil
Ek aarma talashta h dil
Jidgi jeene ko ek jindgi talashta h dil
Kisi khwab mai kho jane ko chahta h dil
Dil karta h dil ban jane ko kisi ko apna kuud ko kho dene ko chahta h dil
Kabhi sambhalna kabhi gir jane ka karta h dil
Jidgi h choti c isy ek baar jeen ka karta h h dil
Manjil nahi  lamba safar chahta h dil chahta h musafir chahta h kafily
H mausamum sa dil kuch kahna chata h dil

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