Nigaahen jaan leti hain, main chhipaa nahin pata
Bedhange knots bata dete hai din bhar ki thakan
Bina kapdon ka bachpan mera kabhi thaka nahin tha
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Tarzuma
Pyar-au-nafrat ka saancha alag alag
Deshon ki boli, sarhad, bhasha alag alag
Kilkariyon ka tarjuma karte, mushkil hal ho jaati.
Deshon ki boli, sarhad, bhasha alag alag
Kilkariyon ka tarjuma karte, mushkil hal ho jaati.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Friday, September 7, 2007
Baarish
Purane safhe, Tera sparsh
chhot ki nishaniyaan, purane zakhm
Kal ki barish ne dho diya sab kuchh
chhot ki nishaniyaan, purane zakhm
Kal ki barish ne dho diya sab kuchh
5 Trivenis
1. Gend laana yaad hai na, poochh ke munna gaya
Maa thi kehti dawa bhi bas aaj tak hi chal sakegi
Bees rupyon mein kahan se sab ko khush kar paoonga?
2. Ghar pe aane ke bahaane main tujhe deti nahin
Kaisa nalayak hua hai, kab abhi aayega ghar
Maa ki bimaari ka sunke, mujhko yesab yaad aaya
3. Haath dhalaki kitabon se, panne gum se ho gaye
padhte padhte hum achanak beech hi mein so gaye
Zindagi ne maut ko publishing rights bech di.
4. Jhooth sach ka farq kitna, jo samajh mein aa gaya
Teri aankhon ki kasam, hum jhankana bhi chhod dein
tab talak mujhko mere kuchh aks dhondhane to do
5. Hothon pe chuppi, kasi rekhayein, mathe pe hain bal
kaam se thak ke hai baitha rozi roti ka mureed
kaise samjhayein ki uska daana-paani uth gaya.
Maa thi kehti dawa bhi bas aaj tak hi chal sakegi
Bees rupyon mein kahan se sab ko khush kar paoonga?
2. Ghar pe aane ke bahaane main tujhe deti nahin
Kaisa nalayak hua hai, kab abhi aayega ghar
Maa ki bimaari ka sunke, mujhko yesab yaad aaya
3. Haath dhalaki kitabon se, panne gum se ho gaye
padhte padhte hum achanak beech hi mein so gaye
Zindagi ne maut ko publishing rights bech di.
4. Jhooth sach ka farq kitna, jo samajh mein aa gaya
Teri aankhon ki kasam, hum jhankana bhi chhod dein
tab talak mujhko mere kuchh aks dhondhane to do
5. Hothon pe chuppi, kasi rekhayein, mathe pe hain bal
kaam se thak ke hai baitha rozi roti ka mureed
kaise samjhayein ki uska daana-paani uth gaya.
Nazar
Bus stop pe chal chuki bas ke peechhe
Daude aur peeth ke bal gir pade
Mahanagr ki Sadak se pehli baar aasmaan nazar aaya
Daude aur peeth ke bal gir pade
Mahanagr ki Sadak se pehli baar aasmaan nazar aaya
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Bheeshm se kuch prashnhe
This one is inspired by the writing style of Hindi Poet Dinkar and his master piece Rashmi Rathi (wherein he made Karn the protagonist of his epic narration on mahabharat).I had read an article by Hazari Prasad Dwivedi (as part of our school curriculum) wherein he questioned Bheeshma Pitamah for his role as a partiarch. I was reading Dinkar during those days and the possibility of making Bheeshma the protagonist seemed interesting. Couldn't translate the wishes then. What I present now is a smaller version of what otherwise could have been a longer version with chapters entwined.
Bheeshm se kuch prashnhe
Bheeshm! tumne kyun diya vachankya
naam 'Debbrat' bura laga
the pitri -bhakt tum ye maana
kya pita ka aashay padha na tha
the yuva apitu brahmchari
rahne ko jeevan bhar tatpar
the pita vriddh, lekin kaami
kya mansha ko samajha na tha
tum rahe akele jeevan bhar
vaidhavy jhelate the pal-pal
sau putr-pautr, saathi sangi
lekin koi apna na tha
tumse na tha koi veer bada
ho gagan, paataal ya ho dhara
tum rann ke yoddha sarvottam
lekin paurush poora na tha
Kya vachan diya tumne is dhyey
mile kirti tumhen aparimey
dhikkar tumhen tum dar bhage
kya vansh-dayitw adhura na tha.
Bheeshm se kuch prashnhe
Bheeshm! tumne kyun diya vachankya
naam 'Debbrat' bura laga
the pitri -bhakt tum ye maana
kya pita ka aashay padha na tha
the yuva apitu brahmchari
rahne ko jeevan bhar tatpar
the pita vriddh, lekin kaami
kya mansha ko samajha na tha
tum rahe akele jeevan bhar
vaidhavy jhelate the pal-pal
sau putr-pautr, saathi sangi
lekin koi apna na tha
tumse na tha koi veer bada
ho gagan, paataal ya ho dhara
tum rann ke yoddha sarvottam
lekin paurush poora na tha
Kya vachan diya tumne is dhyey
mile kirti tumhen aparimey
dhikkar tumhen tum dar bhage
kya vansh-dayitw adhura na tha.
Marsiya
Hawaayein jo sunati hain
Woh lori hai ya marsiya
Ye sihran aur darr
Lori mein to aisa nahin hota.
Marsiya: Song of death
Woh lori hai ya marsiya
Ye sihran aur darr
Lori mein to aisa nahin hota.
Marsiya: Song of death
Koi to paas rahe
This composition started as one ashaar for 'sabse chota sher" and grew to be a full composition.
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Neend kyun nahin aati
Koi to paas rahe
Raat khush ho-le magar
Ghadi bhar udaas rahe
Bhookh se main thak gaya
Ab zara upwaas rahe
Soorat bhool gaya sa main
rekhayein talaash rahe
tum bulao phir ek baar
aise mere ardaas rahe
Paaon ulajh gaye to kya
raste kyun hataash rahe
but badla, but-parasti badli
Phool to palaash rahe*
*In hindu mythology, Palaash was a discarded flower till shiva asked his devotees to offer it to him (with bel-patra) each time they prey. I am using this metaphor here to signify changes in love and am urging not to change the paraphrenelia even if basic players have changed.
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Neend kyun nahin aati
Koi to paas rahe
Raat khush ho-le magar
Ghadi bhar udaas rahe
Bhookh se main thak gaya
Ab zara upwaas rahe
Soorat bhool gaya sa main
rekhayein talaash rahe
tum bulao phir ek baar
aise mere ardaas rahe
Paaon ulajh gaye to kya
raste kyun hataash rahe
but badla, but-parasti badli
Phool to palaash rahe*
*In hindu mythology, Palaash was a discarded flower till shiva asked his devotees to offer it to him (with bel-patra) each time they prey. I am using this metaphor here to signify changes in love and am urging not to change the paraphrenelia even if basic players have changed.
Vaada
1. Humse mil ke kai baar gaye, sanjeeda aankhein taad gaye
Bachpan ke khel saleeke se seekho - ye kahte haar gaye.
Ye vaada nahin, apne banchhon se main ye sab kah paoonga.
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2. Humne tum se jo kaha tha
Sab yahin kahin kho gaya hai
Vaada khain likha nahin jaata
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3. Raah mein mujhe mil gaya woh, shaam hone ja rahi thi
Raat ki andhiyari chhuppi marsiya gunguna rahi thi
Subah ka chhal yaad rakhun ya rakhun raat ka vaada.
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