Tuesday, 23 February 2016

Where Inner Peace Shall Bloom...


If I had all the money that I ever wanted,
I suppose that I could travel the world,
live in a big and luxurious house, buy designer clothes, I-phone and stuff...

But you see money cannot help me in every way,
Each day, my life is slipping further and the ultimate fact one day will be - death,
and all the money in the universe can change that fact,
and this is the struggle and reality of life . . . 

But, there are certain things, I can give to myself,

relaxing music to soothe my weary soul;
peace, tranquility and love to ease my pain,
and most importantly my dance, that is like meditation to me..... 

Of course, with money I could go to a fancy retreat,
but, on my open terrace when I dance like no one is watching me,
when sitting in cozy quilt I sing, like no one is listening me,
when i start writing my daily experiences on a paper, without thinking much,
when i call my mom, and she says, "baby! I can feel your sorrow...",
when i talk my bestie, just to listen, "Jana, I am always there with you...",
a walk in nature listening to the chirping of birds,
watching the sunrise...

and Yes!this what i say, the most peaceful things, that are of no cost...

Perhaps, with money I could get each and every luxury of life,
but that too, is not going to change this girl's destiny,
And this is what I know deep in my heart - very clearly.

I sometimes, think a lot about my past and life so far,
the paths I took or did not take;
the things I said or did not say,
could money have changed my journey in any way?
And the answer is ... No.....

But with all my indulgence that I have right now,
I feel like the wealthiest person in this world,
for money cannot buy happiness nor can it buy life,
all I need is the indulgence of tranquility . . . 
"And that comes from within..."


Sunday, 21 February 2016

Essence of LOVE



Sometimes we just close our eyes and listen to the echoes of our heart,
And open our hands to welcome that feeling which is about to start….

All the things except that feeling become small, including the sky,
And our heart generates a feeling deep inside for flying high….

One by one it gets penetrated in our heart,
Like if, have pierced by a dart….

Sometimes we look around ourselves and ponder,
“How did I feel so deep?”, we wonder….

We look into mirror and say, “who is that stranger in front of me?”
We barely recognize that person in the mirror that  we see….

We just float by that feeling so pure, so divine!
And feel tipsy, as if, have drunk the world’s best wine…..

And we start day dreaming only about that one face,
Start imitating that face in everybody, at every place….
And ultimately….
We feel like God himself has chiseled the name of that person upon our heart,
Before sending down, for our lives to start….




Thursday, 15 October 2015

Khamoshi ehsaas hai....




Meri zindgi bhot se daur se guzri... 
khushi , gam, ansu, muskurahat, pyar, bewafai, dhokha...
Par ab.... bass khamoshi hai....
Ab har din mujhe aise bahot se log milte hain
jo is bheed me mujhe jakadna chahte hain,
apna bana chate hain,
apni milkiyat banana chahte hain....
Par aisa koi bhi nahi 
jo mere jism ki bajae meri rooh me jhhank sake...
Mere aas paas itne log hain, itna shor hai...
Par mere andar, bass sannata hai.... bass khamoshi hai....

Meri ankhen so jati hain
par mera dil jagta rahta hai,
taakta rahta hai andhere ko,
shayad ... ek din... inhi se nikalega
ek bichhda hua apna... 
jo mei rooh me jhhnakega
aur
meri zindagi me roshni bikherega....


Thursday, 8 October 2015

Lonely emotions


As the night goes by,
I sit in the corner of my room,
sleepless, disturbed and stucked
into thousands of thoughts….

mumbling and thinking something,
wondering why, wondering how,
is life meant to be so confusing?

wishing for something,
that will shine a light at the darkness,
i stumble through this world;

Lost  somewhere in the middle,
thoughts echoing through a silent night,
wandering aimlessly, trying to find a meaning;

Emotions that nobody can see,
Emotions that nobody can feel,
Emotions trashed within;

As my heart screams for mercy,
my mind struggles to find a solution.
Alone and wishing for something,

Just want to wipe the slate clean and start afresh?


Friday, 25 September 2015

Raindrops


Here i am – happy and sad,
lonely and confused,
my life’s freaky phase has just started,
i am almost there yet i am not even close...

As i put my face against the window,
sitting and watching the dark, watching out the clouds,
it feels as though the skies are shedding tears on me,
as the raindrops fall gently to the ground...

Raindrops

It’s funny how life goes,
up, up and up one day,
down, down and deep down the next,

like a roller coaster...

I often wish that life would treat me,
with a little bit more respect, but here i am,
being tossed around like a
monkey in a circus...

As the raindrops turn into a downpour,
they seem to wash away my tears, my pain,
and drenching me from head to toe,
bringing a sense of optimism

to a bruised and battered soul...



Wednesday, 16 September 2015

Khushi


Sapno ko bech kar, hakikat khareed li,
Khwahishon ko kam kia aur khushi khareed li...


Is zamane se sauda kar ek zindagi khareed li,
Dinon ko bech maine shame khareed li...



Sabne khareeda sona, maine sui khareed li,
Sapnon ko bunne jitni dor khareed li...



Dil lagaya to gam muft me mil gya,
Pyar ko becha aur parwah khareed li...



Ghungroo ko utar kar leli kitaben hath me,
Rui ko bech kar jaise dari khareed li...



Meri ek khwahish ek din, kisi ne mujhse khareed li,
Phir uski hasi se maine apni khushi khareed li...



Zindagi ke samjhhoton ko apna bna kar,

 Khwahishon ko kam kia aur khushi khareed li...

Wednesday, 2 September 2015

Aaj ki duniya


Aaj ki is duniya ki bs yahi hai dastaan,
Awaaje hain kam, par shor hai bahot...

Tanha, mayoos lagti hai har surat yahan,
Khwahishen ghut-ti hai jisme, hasraten hai bahot...

Har ehsaas ka kissa ho jata hai nigahon se bayan,
Kuchh ankhen royi hain bahot, kuchh gurrai hain bahot...

Matlabparasat ho chuka hai imaan har insaan ka,
Khudai dikhti hai kam, khudgarzi bikti hai bahot...

Itne beraham ho gaye hain log yahan,
Hamdardi hai kum, par nafraten mahkti hain bahot...

Pyar, ishq, mohabbat rah gae hain bas naam ke,
Wafa ka pta nhi, dhokhe milte hain bahot...

Hawaye bhi rakhti hain yahan aag ka asar,
Khushbooyen hain kam, jinme par dhuan hai bahot...

Nakab hai har chehre pe yahan,
Patharon ki hai hukumat aur phoolon ki zillat hai bahot...