Thursday, January 13, 2011

वक़्त के पलों की कहानी ...

एक वक़्त गुज़र गया
और इन बीते वक़्त के पलों की कहानी ...
कुछ खोया ....कुछ पाया...
कुछ ख़ुशी...कुछ दर्द हिस्से में आया ....
कभी किसी पे गुस्सा तो कभी प्यार आया
कभी किये सब काम मनचाहे मनमस्त ...
कभी की गलती और उनसे अनुभव  आया
में न बदला ..तू भी  न बदला....
फिर कैसे सब तरफ कुछ बदलाव आया ..
छिन ली किस्मत ने प्यारा कुछ हमसे
पर साथ ही हमने  खुद को  पहचान पाया
बीत गया वो वक़्त जिसपे हमने हक़ जताया
दे गया कुछ यादें  और कुछ सीख पाया  
ज़िन्दगी की यादों में सम पाया  ...
तुझे खोया ..खुद को पाया .....

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

a time traveller's tale....

For a long time it had seemed to her  that life was about to begin--real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first.......something else that kept her passion wavered...kept her occupied with whirlpool of situations .....and her patience n trust n feelings on testing levels of vulnerability..pain n agony of wounded heart....with scoffed reactions in response....with emotional situation n moods..both happy and surly ones...trauma's and subconscious nightmares...some unfinished chores....and then life wud begin.....but the wait never ended....
and then one day she saw a beautiful castle in her dream..she stood befor it wanting to go inside..but a voice said,"u cant come in.."her intution tells her that she is forbidden just for the pure pleasure of saying"no" coz her soul cudnt hav dreamed to see that beautiful castle if she cud hav been forbidden to see it...she tried to b nice..to b patient..she explained that she has come a long way n its such a beautiful castle...suddenly going inside becomes the most important to her...now there seems only one alternative...to move on and see what happens ..n she found courage to bear the consequence...she moves  a step inside..nothing happens... and so she enters inside the castle...n find her answers to the quest she had been struggling with..... she felt evolved..she found the way to her destination....
sometimes the world asks us to fight for things we dont understand n whose significance we may never discover.....some things happen for which we hav no answers..and may b no questions....and we feel happy and sad both at the same time for those things...but may b these are things of a traveller's passion.....