A piece of advice

This is the first piece of poetry ever tried by me. Way back in 1994, I did pen this one out, hope you like reading this; an amateurish effort, may kindly be dealt with accordingly.

Study hard, O' naughty bird

Time is tough; lot's of rough;

Do something for your own;

So that you can wear the crown;

If u let this time go ,

ne'er shall u get it more,

Try to learn this fact now,

ne'er asked when & how;

Shine like stars I do wish

Ne'er let my words miss.

हाल-ऐ-दिल उन दिनों की

वोह उनतीस की दोपहर,
बैठे बस घंटा चार भर।
वक़त इतना तो काफी था की दोस्ती को दिल 'हाँ' कहें
निगाहों ने इसकी भी मंजूरी दे दी थी .
पर इसका तो ख़ुद ही से हैं शिकवा
एक वो बात जो मैं कह सका ही नही
मुझमे हैं वो बात जो कभी रहा ही नही ।
अब तो बॉस येही क्वाहीस्श हैं कि
जब भी हो मुलाकात, कह सकूं में दिल की बात

“हमे आपसे इश्क है”-
इन तीन सब्दो को कहने के लिए तरस गए
ऐ हुस्न, तेरे ही दीदार को तरस गए
वो भोली सी सूरत; वो नरम आवाज़
वो नश्हिली पल्खें और मुह्हज्ज़ब लहजे
याद आते ही , रौंगटे खड़े हो जाते हैं
अपना तो ये आलम है की न सो सकते है
और न रो सकते है, बस याद में आपके तड़पते रहते है .

A Saga of love

This is a song of appreciation penned for the lady I was madly in love with at certain point of time, but unfortunately for me, she was too intelligent to understand this and my love for her…

The song goes like this:
“हम इश्क के शौकीन कभी न थे
पर जबसे आप मिली हो ऐ-महजबीं
मेरी शख्सियात यह बयान कर गयी
की हम भी हो गया जवान

अचानक यह पहाड, यह दरिया
क्यों लगने लगे नए
अंच्छी लगने लगे यह मौसम
यह हरयाली यह तनहाई
आज क्यों यह बच्चे अच्छे लगने लगे
खुदा अच्छे लगने लगे ; खुदाई भा गयी

अगर इस बदलाव की वजह इश्क है तो --
यह कमबख्त इश्क पहले क्यों नही आई”

…time rolled by and Dipa got into my life, and one fine day, I sang the same to her, she knew that it not written for her, but fortunately for me she discovered her man in me. And the saga continues…

Lady Love

This is when Sarika dumped me for good, I was hit hard by her moving out of my life…there was no point for me to stay back in New Delhi; so I returned back to my home-town, Siliguri. Like they say, “Bari-er chele bareete phire chole esshechee…” For a change, I went to Puri for some emotional upliftment, misfortune followed me there too; I was almost drowned in the sea, when some local kids saved me out…Like they say misfortune comes in bundle…so very true in my case too; even before I could recover from this setback, my health broke down to the extent of paralyzing the right portion of my body, I was bed ridden for almost 8 months; life was real miserable for me at that point of time. Nothing but tears used to roll down my cheeks when visitors at home used to pity my condition and their passé`(s)…my family left no stones unturned to get me back to normalcy - the old shoulders that are supposed to be taken care off were carrying me instead - my tears were making silent revolt against all the odds.

And one fine day, God was real kind on me; He gave me reason to live one more time; He gave me Dipa… It is the blessings of my parents, God, my siblings, well-wishers and Dipa that I am back on my feet now. Only those who witnessed/shared that phase of my life, know what went through and are really happy to see me now.

Just when I regained sense in my arms and could scribble down something, I penned this one, a small way to say thanks to my Lady Love…

“There was a time in my life when I was all torn out…
And then out of my blues you came in my life
Like an angel does; with the magic touch
You stood by me when the going was not so good
I knew I was in love with you…
O yeah…………

Hold me on… love me long…
Baby, I wanna let you know how much you mean to me
Hold me on… love me long…
Baby, I wanna let you know how much you mean to me !!! “