One for me, One for her

As I close my eyes,

I see a face.

A face smiling,

A face radiating a glow, never found elsewhere.

And I just feel like to embrace that smile,

I just feel like to dissolve myself  into that glow.

It’s like living a life of my dreams,

If it was the only means to have the awesome pleasure

I dare not open my eyes ever.

But then…

Apart from this illusion,

There awaits a life..

A life that’s real,

A life that’s bitter.

A life that calls for duty,

A life that deprives me of that illusionary opportunity..

If I could by anymeans, just blend the two,

And could meet the both,

Live the both,

One for me,

Other for her

Such an Irony..

The one for me , deprives me of the pleasure of future.

The one for her, demands sacrifice of the present.

Ek Anjaan Dost..

Dost to hain kai..

Kuch apne kuch bahut khaas..

Kuch door, kuch door hoke bhi paas,



Par na jaane kyu kami khalti hai kisi ki,

Na jaane talaash hai hume kiski..



hai kahan wo shaks anjaan ,

Hai kaun wo dost jiska hume hain armaan..



Haan koi to hai, anjaan bhi aur dost bhi..

Par mila ab tak nahi, ya pehchana nahi..

Dost to hain bahut, kuch apne kuch bahut khaas,

Fir bhi chahiye .....


Ek anjaan dost !

Ankahee....

Ankahee reh gayi baatein..
Par wo afsana, byaan karne ki aarzoo bhi nahi hai..

gar, tum ye samjhte ho ki hum wo afsana byaan kar nahi sakte ,
To kuch had tak sahi ho,

Par hum kar sake ya na sake..
Hum wo afsana byaan karna hi nahi chahte..

Ankahee baaton ki ahmiyat kahi hui baato me kahan,
Par tum ye samajh na sake.. Hume hairat hoti hai !