मेरा रोजगार

चैन का पता नही
अब आराम क्हा है
ज़िंदगी गद्दार हुई बैठी है
रातो मे
आंखे खोले सोता हु
अब ख्वाबो को आने की
इजाज़त क्हा है
आसंमा मे तारे गिन्ना
अब आदत हो गयी है
मौसम बदलने की अब
चाहत कहा है
सूखे  दरकतो के
पत्ते चुनता हु
अब होश मे आने की
हिम्मत कहा है |

आराम

जीने के लिये ए हमसफर

अब तेरा साथ ही काफ़ी ना रहा

दरिया पास चला आया है

पर अब इसमे पानी ही काफ़ी ना रहा

जरुरत जान की है

जी तो हम बरसो से रहे है

चलना सीखे नही खुदसे

सहारा हर मोड पर पाया है

सहारा बनना है किसी का

की अब आराम ही बाकी ना रहा |

Searching for a new job is a real bitter task. My college is over five years ago. I give my best to my employers. Life is going quite well till i hear that news. One day i am watching TV at my home with my mother , a TV serial about the historial acts of chandragupta maurya. Suddenly bell rings.... I go to open the door leting my mother watching TV. It was my aunt (my mother's elder sister kamla masi). I heartly welcome kamla masi to our house and aknowelge my mother from the door. Hearing my voice welcoming kamla masi , my mother run towards the door to greet kamla masi. they hug each other. My mothers happiness goes to another level as has his best gossip friend. 

किस्मत

किस्मत कैसी होती है 
यहा ज़िंदगी रोती है
वहा ज़िंदगी रोती है
कुछ सपने संजोती है
फिर माला मे पिरोती है
गाँठ कच्ची रह जाये तो
एक एक सपना खोती है

किस्मत केसी होती है 
यहा ज़िंदगी रोती है 
वहा ज़िंदगी रोती है 

हालातो से लड- झगड़कर 
माटी मे बीज बोती है
लहू अपना बहाती है 
औरो के लिये सोना वो उगाती है 
हाथ की रेखा जानती नही पर
माटी पर रेखा बनाती है 
जब सब कुछ अच्छा होने को हो
एक हवा का झोंका आता है
माटी सारी उड़ जाती है 
इज्जत अपनी खोती है

किस्मत केसी होती है 
यहा ज़िंदगी रोती है
वहा ज़िंदगी रोती है | 

सावन को आने दो

सावन को आने दो
बादल घिर घिर जाने दो
आसमान मे गरज उठो
तडीत को चम-चमाने दो
भीगने दो वसुन्धरा को
नदी नाल भर जाने दो
सावन को आने दो
बादल घिर घिर जाने दो
भीगेगी जब भाग्य भूमि
खेत यू लहल्हा जायेन्गे
वर्क्ष नव खडे हो जायेन्गे
कालिमा भी कुछ घट सी जायेगी
देखो जब दूर को
खुशियो की सौगात घर तुम्हारे आयेगी
जब इतना सब कुछ हो रहा
तो फिर
सावन को आने दो
बदल घिर घिर जाने दो |

Please Love Me

Love is most brittle part of my life. Whenever i have someone around me , i feel happy but this happiness has a time limit which is too short and our relationship is no longer works. This status of my life gives me eyes full of tears and to my heart a irreversible pain. I search for the cure all around and find nothing. My dreams are no longer belongs to joy and my nights are sleepless and restless. Whenever i close my eyes i find myself in the ocean of sorrow. My stability is decreasing day by day. My mind is thinking about something so faster than ever. My consumption to survive atleast is reduces to such an extent that my organs starts feeding each other. I got bigger black circles under my eyes. I am all alone in the world of desires with no desire remain within me alive more. I even don't know who is the one or many to put me here. Is this my like blood or alike blood. Thinking about the one i arrived at an uncertain conclusion , may be both like and alike are the reason for my today somehow. Likes are most cocentrated while alike also posses some influence. I lebelled them the biggest enemies of my life. I become more abusive day by day. I start living alone with no light around and rivising each and every moment of my life ruined by them.Time is passing , first time in my life i come to know the value of a second. How much longer a second is and how much shorter a day is. Life is too difficult to go through when you stick your eyes to a clock. You live your life on time basis, you divide it and enlarge that segment which produces more money to you.Thinking about the same i deduce a result that the relation comes with a price tag. One can easily alter the relationship status with the use of money. People here feel loved when they have gifts or money from someone. They want a tight relationship with the people with value , not with the people of value. Even a child in the world pass a smile after having candy. while thinking about all these things my brain feels hard pulls and pushes which are more cocentrated in foremost part of my head. These all activities of mine take me to lay down on the bare floor in the centre of my room. Seeing roof i attach my mind to a slowly rotating ceiling fan in my room. I attach my relations with the blades of ceiling fan and study relative motion between them with respect to me.  closing eyes and clamly i review each happening of my life and starts making an account for what i lost and what i gain. I put all my lifes burden to my like blood but i found their deep love associated with all the tasks they given to me. Its better to say that they see their past, present and future in me. Their real value is me. Me myself is their real worth. I am not a meaningless kid , i am the one who is face of all their meanings. After concluding all these thoughts i reach at a serious note that then why i have these enemy thoughts in my mind for them. Having all the results it takes me a narrow gap to answer this question. The answer is lack of presentation. My like blood thinks i am the part of them so they feel no need to show their feelings for me. May be they are right at thier place but from my point of view if you love someone than please show your love , it worths to both of you. It gives clarity to the relations and fix the boundries of thoughts towards a certain direction and reduces the bad happenings in life. At last  hear my cry please love to me ...please love to me.

प्यार

हा प्यार मेने किया है
जब भी कोई याद मुझे आया है
मेने नाम उसे उसी का दिया है
पर शायद मेरे प्यार मे ही कुछ कमी थी
या फिर शायद मेरीआंखो मे थोडी कम नमी थी
ना छलककर रो पायी
ना ही चेन से सो पायी |