Friday, January 9, 2009

tumhara aks....


Maine dekha hai tumhara aks,
thehre se paani me..
thoda hansta sa meri shraraton par..thoda ghabrata sa
na jaane kahan kahan se behta chala aaya hai mere aangan me.

maine mehsus ki hai teri choohan,
apne ghar ki hawaon me..
thodi pagli si..thodi narm se,
na jaane kab tum sma gaye, is ghar ki fiza me.

maine suni hai tumhaari aahatein..
apne chaaron taraf..
thodi khaamosh si..thodi thirakti si,
na jaane kab simat gaye, is zameen me tumhaare nishan.

main guzaari hai kai raatein,
tumhaare khawabon ke saath..
thodi itminaan ki..thodi be-qarar si..
na jaane kab ki tumne dosti mere khawabon se.

maine ukera hai tumhara naam,
apni lakeeron me..
zid nahi ki..bas khwahish ki hai khuda se..
shayad mil jaaye saath tumhara..kisi khush-naseeb lamhe me..
ki raah takta hai tumhaare aks ko..mera aaina..

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Aao chalen

This piece is from my personal collection..written by some Kailash Jain.
I treat it to be as a vow which each couple should take if they happen
to decide to go further...bcz mostly each of us are in some sort of dream
state and fail to recognize the reality..its true other person act as
a reason of change in life but atmost it can act as inspiration..dat too
for the things which are well within the reach..so this piece acts like an
eye opener...and hence i love this..


main nahi kehta tumse
ki tumhare aanchal ,me ambar
ke sitaare bhar dunga..
kyunki hame jeena hai
isi zameen par jeena hai.

main yeh bhi nai kehta tumse
ki tumhaare liye alag duniya bsa dunga
kyunki hume rehna hai..
isi duniya me rehna hai.

main yeh bhi nai kehta ki
tere liye yeh kar dunga, wo kar dunga..
kyunki wo to hume krna hi hoga,
jo karna hai..


to sirf
main ye kehta hun tumse
ki mere saath haqiqat ki zameen
par chalna chaho to chalo..
aao chalen...
hume bahut door tak chalna hai...

Monday, January 5, 2009

Gulzar sahab

For many days, i was trying to express something for
unarguably the best lyricist of the hindi cinema..GULZAR.
I have always been a great fan of him..for his amazing lyrics..
His songs have always been laden with a serene virginity.and mind you
i am not exaggerating a bit..jus feel the lyrics..and there is no doubt
he has the same clearity as OSHO has in his sayings(..those who have
read OSHO and Gulzar would agree!!!)so, i am presenting a popular song of
him "Bhula Diya" from the movie Dus Kahaniyaan...



Kabhi Aayato Mein Padha Tujhe, Kabhi Harf Harf Likha Tujhe
Kabhi Dil Se Tujhko Pukaar Ke, Koyi Sher Apna Koyi Suna Diya
Bhula Diya, Bhula Diya, Tere Ishq Mein Khud Ko Bhula Diya
Sometimes i have read u in my prayers..sometimes i have written u word by word..
soemtimes i have called u from my heart, and presented u a Sher of mine..
and i have forgotten myself in your love...
see the magic in the line..Kabhi Harf Harf Likha Tujhe..
the lover is thinking about each and every letter of his beloved's name..



Yeh Ajeeb Ishq Ke Khel Hai, Jahaan Lajjaton Mein Kami Nahi
Kabhi Maine Tujho Hasa Diya , Kabhi Tune Mukjko Rula Diya
Bhula Diya, Bhula Diya, Tere Ishq Mein Khud Ko Bhula Diya
Strange are the games of love, where temptations are endless..
soemtimes i have made u laugh, sometimes u have made me cry..
and i have forgotten myself in your love...


Bekhudi Mein Maza Aa Raha Hai Bada, Dil Tabaah Hai To Kya
here..the lover says..i am finding bliss in this forgetfullness...
so what my heart has been destroyed..
i mus say equally good music by Anand Raj Anand..he has sung this with passion..

Teri Raah Se Jo Nikal Gaye, Woh Deewaane Banke Machal Gaye
Kabhi Humne Ki Teri Arzoo , Toh Bata De Yeh Kya Gunaah Kiya
Bhula Diya, Bhula Diya, Tere Ishq Mein Khud Ko Bhula Diya
Those who happened to cross your way, have become your fanatics..
so even when i have made a desire of you, then tell me..if i have made a mistake..
i have forgotten myself in your love...


Kabhi Aayato Mein Padha Tujhe, Kabhi Harf Harf Likha Tujhe
Kabhi Dil Se Tujhko Pukar Ke, Koyi Sher Apna Koyi Suna Diya
Bhula Diya, Bhula Diya, Tere Ishq Mein Khud Ko Bhula Diya
Sometimes i have read u in my prayers..sometimes i have written u word by word..
soemtimes i have called u from my heart, and presented u a Sher of mine..
and i have forgotten myself in your love...



still not convinced..hmm..then have a look at this..

Peeli dhoop pehenke tum dekho baag mein mat jaana
Bhanwre tumko sab chhedenge, phoolon mein mat jaana
Maddham maddham hans de phir se
Sona sona phir se hans de
Taaza gire patte ki tarah sabz-e-laan par lete hue
Saat rang hai bahaaron ke, ek ada mein lapete hue
Saawan bhaadon saare tumse
Mausam mausam hanste rehna
Maddham maddham hanste rehna
Saathiya, saathiya....
my salute to this man..we are fortunate to have a gem of his calibre with us..long live Gulzar sahab...

Sunday, January 4, 2009

When i am alone....

This is one of my earliest poems...which i have found out
for a friend of mine...written sometimes 3 years back..



Who is this breathing in me,
residing in me, but i can't see.
I talk to him,
when i am alone..
and ask " Why aren't you born??"

He just nods his head
and says what he has already said..
" I am not that bad".
so dont feel it with your head,
dive a little deep in your heart,
and you will find me in your every part.

Yes i flow in your veins..
yes i rule from your brain...

But he tends to confuse me,
whenever I try to think free.

He says,
thats your bad luck
..if you can't feel my work..

Well I am your own soul,
mending your heart's hole..
and the reason I am not born
is to make you think..
WHEN YOU ARE ALONE...

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Uski aankhen....

these lines emerged for one the most mesmerizing eyes...which have came to see...yes..i am talking about u only...now try to find out the similarity...hmmm


Uski aankhen hain chilman jaise,
mujhko dikhaati hai zhalak..
pal bhar bas uske zehen ki....
jo dekhun gaur se, to bas pakad leti hai gustaakhi meri.

uski aankhen hai nargisi..surmayi..
jaise samete ho aasman aur zameen..
jahan bitaana chahtan hu ta-umar apni...

bade saleeke se lagati hai...
wo pehra kajal ka..
jo dekhun gaur se,
to zhatak deti hai, meri nazar apni gardan ki harkat se..

uski aankhen hai meri nazm jaise
jitni asaan, utni gehri..
koi harkat ho to..ishaara karti hai, wapas laut jaane ka..

padh rahi ho..mere ye lafz..shayad..
jhuk jaayen haya se..wo aankhen bhi..shayad..

khatm nahi hoti..ye khubiaan...
so bas adhuri si lagti hai..wo aankhen uski..

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Aloneness and loneliness....

OSHO,
SINCE EACH OF US IS BORN ALONE AND DIES ALONE, AND ALONENESS IS THE
STATE OF OUR BEING, WHAT IS THE FUNCTION OF THE COMMUNE(of sannyasins)?

THE function of the commune is exactly that: to make you aware of your
absolute aloneness.

The family does not allow you that. The family gives you the fallacy
that you have a mother, you have a father, you have a husband, you
have a brother, you have a sister -- that you are not alone.

The society gives you the idea that you are a member of the rotary
club, the lions club; that you belong to this church, to that temple,
to this congregation or that congregation -- that you are not alone.
The society provides you with all kinds of crowds to mingle with. You
are republican, you are democrat, you are liberal -- but you are not
alone, all the republicans are with you.

The function of the commune basically is to destroy all these fictions.

Nobody is with you.

You are alone, and you have to understand that this aloneness is so
precious that you should not lose it.

It does not mean that you cannot relate. It only means that you don't
believe in relationships. Try to see the distinction between the two.

Relating is a flowing river. You can relate, and you can relate only
because you are alone, because you are an individual -- there is
somebody who can relate from your side. And you can relate only to the
person who understands his aloneness, otherwise you cannot relate.

If you know your aloneness, and you fall in love with a woman who does
not know her aloneness, this love is not going to go anywhere. This is
going to be finished sooner that you can imagine, because the woman is
asking for a relationship. The person who is lonely is asking for a
relationship: "Fill the gap, I am lonely. Be part of my being."

But a person who is alone knows that neither can you fill anybody's
gap, nor can anybody else fill your gap.

You can meet, but you will remain two alonenesses.

And it is beautiful that two alonenesses can meet, two individuals can
meet, but the meeting cannot be made solid, concrete. It cannot be
reduced to a relationship, it will remain a relating. It will always
remain a changing flux, a movement, because the other person is
changing and you are changing. You are not statistical -- though
that's what people expect.

When two persons get married, both are getting married to a certain
image which is going to change tomorrow. The woman you have married is
not going to be the same tomorrow. She is alive, she is growing, she
is moving -- tomorrow will be tomorrow. But if you expect her to
remain stuck here, at the moment when you signed the register in the
court, you are trying to stop the clock.

But even if you stop the clock... your clock is not running the time.
Both will carry the image stuck in their minds, and they would like
you to go on fulfilling that image. If you in some way differ from
that image, then you are deceiving, cheating. Nobody can fulfill that
image, it is impossible, it is against nature.

The function of the commune is to give you the opportunity to be
together, without any relationship.

It gives you the opportunity to relate to people without getting
fettered to people.

It gives you the opportunity to know others, feel others, but without
any bargain, without any bondage, without any imprisonment.

You remain you, the other remains the other.

It is good if we meet today, it is a joy to be together, but if it is
not going to happen tomorrow then there is no need to go on weeping
for the spilled milk. It is pointless. Perhaps this meeting was meant
to be only for this time.

You remain a stranger, the other remains a stranger, and you don't
reduce each other into acquaintances.

The strangeness is absolute, indestructible.

So the commune is not another society. It is not providing you with a
society, a club, a congregation, a party, no. It is simply providing
you a space, and an understanding that all these people are lonely,
just as you are. But don't try to fill it, because if you try to fill
it, you are trying to do something against nature and you will be
miserable. Hence, don't think in terms of loneliness; better to think
in terms of aloneness.

And to be alone is so beautiful; untrespassed, nobody trampling on
you, you are left to be yourself and you leave others to be
themselves. Yes, once in a while you meet....

India has produced a few great geniuses in this century; one of them
was Rabindranath Tagore. I love one of his novels -- The Last Poem is
the name of the novel. There are two persons: one, a young man, a
poet, a philosopher -- he actually says what Rabindranath would like
to say, he represents Rabindranath -- and a woman who is in need of
relationship. She is continually harassing him about marriage. And
particularly in India, if one woman and a man are even seen walking
together, that is enough for a scandal. They might not be doing
anything, but just walking together and it is enough for a scandal;
the whole town will be agog, and so many stories will start springing
up from nowhere. And of course the woman suffers more because
everywhere people start pointing at her.

So she was desperate. She was saying, "Why do you go on postponing? --
you love me, you want to be with me. If you don't love me, I will not
force you."

And the man says, "I love you, that's why I am not going to marry
you." Now, this is very difficult for the woman. If she had been from
my commune she would have understood. But what kind of statement is
this? -- "Because I love you I cannot marry you." But she goes on and
on, so he says, "I will marry you on one condition."

They are sitting on the bank of a lake. He says, "I will make my house
on this side of the lake and you make your house on the other side of
the lake. Once in a while, walking, perhaps we may meet. Once in a
while, perhaps I may knock on your door or you may knock on my door.
Once in a while, perhaps I am in a boat and you are also in a boat,
and we meet on the lake. But it always has to be without any
prearrangement. It has not to be a dating. I will never inform you
that I am coming, you will never inform me that you are coming. I will
marry you on this condition only. For a few days we may not be able to
see each other. You will never ask me,'Where have you been?' We will
never interfere in each other's freedom. We will remain as strangers,
as we are now."

The woman said, "Then what is the purpose of marriage?" Naturally she
cannot understand what is the purpose of the marriage.

The purpose of marriage is to be on each other's head twenty-four
hours a day. The purpose of marriage is to destroy each other in the
name of love; to nag, harass, fight. The man is suggesting exactly the
right thing: "It will be a great joy suddenly seeing you on the
lake... I will not be expecting it. Unexpectedly, I will find you in
the jungle by the side of the lake...." Just to think of that
unexpected moment is relating. There is no relationship.

He cannot send a message, "You have to come tonight because you are my
wife, otherwise I am going to court." In fact the husband cannot say
to the wife, "You sleep in the other room." That is enough to create
trouble. The wife cannot say to the husband, "You cannot sleep in my
bed." That is enough for trouble, because we have completely forgotten
a simple thing, our aloneness. And we are trying to forget it as much
as possible -- the very idea should be dropped.

But aloneness is a natural phenomenon. And there is nothing painful
about it.

When you know it, it is the greatest bliss.

The function of the commune is to give you the space, to give you the
understanding, to give you the feel of aloneness, and the experience
of relating without getting into relationship.

Wo shaam kuch ajeeb thi....

A friend of mine has requested me to go for the translations of the songs..i hope i have found my first true reader...so i have tried to justice with this famous song of Gulzar..the tranlations are in italics..



vo shaam kuchh ajiib thii, ye shaam bhii ajiib hai
vo kal bhii paas paas thii, vo aaj bhii kariib hai

That evening was strange...this evening is even more,
that one was closer as it is now...

the thoughts which are running in me..i owe them to that evening..
which dawned on me like a mystery...greater that the thoughts itself.


jhukii huii nigaah me.n, kahii.n meraa Kayaal thaa
dabii dabii ha.Nsii.n me.n ik, hasiin saa savaal thaa

those eyes which were dipping low..i could see my persona..
the smile which was jus visible..was laden with a serene qusetion...

your eyes were asking me a question..which i have no answer..
even if had one..i would rather be quiet..



mai.n sochataa thaa, meraa naam gunagunaa rahii hai vo
na jaane kyuu.N lagaa mujhe, ke muskuraa rahii hai vo
vo shaam kuchh ajiib thii ...
I still think..she has my name in her songs..
i dont know why i felt...she still smiles thinking me..
thats why...that evening was strange...




meraa Kayaal hai.n abhii, jhukii huii nigaah me.n
khulii huii ha.Nsii bhii hai, dabii huii sii chaah me.n
mai.n jaanataa huu.N, meraa naam gunagunaa rahii hai vo
yahii Kayaal hai mujhe, ke saath aa rahii hai vo

those mesemerizing eyes have still thoughts of mine...
in laughter which is free like breeze...in desires..deep like oceans
I still think..she has my name in her songs..
i dont know why i felt...she still lingers for me..



vo shaam kuchh ajiib thii, ye shaam bhii ajiib hai
vo kal bhii paas paas thii, vo aaj bhii kariib hai
That evening was strange...this evening is even more,
that one was closer as it is now...