Baahar ujaala hai.....andar veeraana...

Kal ek savera hai, jis tak jaana hai,
Raasta andhera hai, lekin paar to paana hai,
Mod hai ye ajeeb kash-m-kash ka,
Lekin kashti ko kinare tak to pahunchana hai.

Dedicated to the miseries that I see sown deep in those few whom I love deeply. Keep faith, this is life and remember, there shall always be a few who care. Inspiration, as so many times before, came from Varunda.

Kya main galat hu?

Kwahish hai jeene ki, paane ki, muskurane ki,
To kya main galat hu,
Aarzoo hai tujhko baahon me thaamne ki,
To kya main galat hu,
Lafzon me baya(n) nahi ho pati kahani meri,
To kya main galat hu,
Tu sahi na ho chahe, maanta hu agar har baat teri,
To kya main galat hu,
Ishq me agar khud ko karta jaa raha hu fanaa,
To kya main galat hu,
Bin ummeed ke bhi dil me agar bachi hai ek tamanna,
To kya main galat hu,
Ek saa(n)s bhi lu to aaye agar teri khushboo,
To kya main galat hu,
Tujhko paane ke liye aaj agar badalna chahu,
To kya main galat hu,
Batao, kya main galat hu?

Foggy Dreams and the Reality..

The room is foggy and the lights are dim,
And we brood about our darkest desires and eccentric whims,
Whom we lust and whom we love share in between a thin line,
Who I want but who, really, is mine,
The one we love, the only one,
Is not in our fate and the light is gone,
From our eyes and our soul is sundered,
But a mask we keep and the pain is under,
For us and only us...

Chal Diye...

Dil ke taaron ko chedkar tum to chal diye,

Na diya pata na thikhana koi tum to chal diye,

Begane hue hum tum to chal diye,

Kya suraj kya chanda na soojhe ab lekin tum to chal diye.

Ankhon se gazal hume suna tum to chal diye,

Honton se bikher ek muskaan tum to chal diye,

Deewane hue hum tum to chal diye,

Khwahish hai ab bas tumhari lekin tumhe kya, tum to chal diye!!

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Crossroad

Standing at this crossroad,
Am clueless of the path,
That brought me here,
And also of the one,
I should take.

Standing at this crossroad,
Am filled with regret,
For the wrong turns taken,
And those turns,
That I failed to take.

Standing at this crossroad,
I look at the paths ahead,
All dusty and desolate,
Not a soul in sight,
With wisdom to partake.

Standing at this crossroad,
Realization hits me,
I am truly alone,
The ambiguous cloud that's future,
Is mine to make.