Magic Of Your Love!!!

I’ve seen historical monuments

I’ve seen the rainbow skies

But nothing is as beautiful

As the magic in your eyes

I’ve heard songs of love

From the morning birds

But nothing is music to me

Like the sound of your words

I’ve experienced God and his angels

A baby’s smile I’ve known

But nothing is as pure to me

As the heart that you own

By, Dikshit

 

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AAZADIYAAN!!!!!

Khud ke liye Aazaadiyan dhundne nikle hain,
Lekin jaana keen raaston pe hai yeh pata nahin!!!

Khudke Nishaan chodna chahtein hai har kadam ke saath,
Lekin pehla kadam kahaan rakhen yeh kabhar hi nahin!!!

Manzilon pe aakar aksar jawab de jaatein hai hoslien,
Lekin khudse bekabhar itne hai ki manzilon ka pata hi nahin!!!

Rago mein lahoo daudta hai apna roshini banker,
Lekin phir bhi andheron se kyun darte hai pata hi nahin!!!

Har zameen Har Aasmaan pe naam ho hamara aisi khwashish hai,
Lekin kis zameen kis aasmaan ke saath rahte hai ye khabar hi nahin!!!

Puchte hai koi pata mere ghar toh keh dete hain beghar hai hum,
Jab pura mulk hi apna ghar hai toh har ghar ka pata dena sahi nahi!!!

Ranjisian iss dil ki har kisi se rehti hain,
Lekin unn ranjishon mein har kisis ka khoon baha de yeh sahi nahi!!!

Maana kisi se khoon ka rishta nahi apna,
Lekin unn rishton ke khatir khoon baha dena gunaah toh nahi!!!

Kuch kadamo ki aahat se darr jaate hai gharonde sapno ke,
Lekin uss darr ko hataa ke sapne dekhna koi gunaah toh nahi!!!

Kisi se gila nahi sikhwa nahi na hi nafrat kiya karte hain,
Mohabbat mein jeena ya maara koi gunaah toh nahi!!!

Khud ke liye Aazaadiyan dhundne nikle hain,
Lekin jaana keen raaston pe hai yeh pata nahin!!!

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HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!!!!!

 

By, Dikshit

Maybe you taught me the wrong kind of love!!!!1

Maybe you taught me the wrong kind of love,
the kind of love that doesn’t exist anymore,
the kind of love that only happens once in a lifetime,
the kind of love you don’t forget.

You taught me the kind of love that communicates,
the kind of love that doesn’t leave messages ignored
or questions unanswered.
The kind of love that’s clear as day.

You taught me that kind of love that tries
to understand the differences,
and solve the problems.
The kind of love that doesn’t know how to give up.

You taught me the kind of love that waits,
the kind of love that stays when things get rough,
the kind of love that doesn’t get tempted easily,
the kind of love that doesn’t change overnight.

You taught me the kind of love that commits,
the kind of love that shows up,
the kind of love that stands still,
the kind of love that doesn’t leave.

You taught me the kind of love that reassures,
the kind of love that doesn’t break promises
the kind of love that doesn’t break hearts
the kind of love that makes the world a better place.

And ever since then, I can’t find another love like yours
I can’t find another you.
I can’t find someone who gets it.
I can’t find someone who knows how to love.

I thought that this kind of love was universal
but the more I fall for people,
the more I realize that it was just you —
that no one knows how to love anymore.

But I keep looking for the love you opened my eyes to,
the kind of love that heals.
Because this new kind of love is blind,
and it’s making me sick.

Parents!!!!

Sharing this beautiful poem that connects with each one of us – at some point in our life…!!!

देखते ही देखते जवान,*माँ-बाप* बूढ़े हो जाते हैं.. 

सुबह की सैर में,u कभी चक्कर खा जाते है,
सारे मौहल्ले को पता है, पर हमसे छुपाते है...
दिन प्रतिदिन अपनी, खुराक घटाते हैं,
और तबियत ठीक होने की, बात फ़ोन पे बताते है...
ढीली हो गए कपड़ों, को टाइट करवाते है,

देखते ही देखते जवान, *माँ-बाप* बूढ़े हो जाते हैं...!
 
किसी के देहांत की खबर, सुन कर घबराते है,
और अपने परहेजों की, संख्या बढ़ाते है,
हमारे मोटापे पे, हिदायतों के ढेर लगाते है, 
"रोज की वर्जिश" के, फायदे गिनाते है,
‘तंदुरुस्ती हज़ार नियामत', हर दफे बताते है,

देखते ही देखते जवान, *माँ-बाप* बूढ़े हो जाते हैं.. 
 
हर साल बड़े शौक से, अपने बैंक जाते है, 
अपने जिन्दा होने का, सबूत देकर हर्षाते है...
जरा सी बढी पेंशन पर, फूले नहीं समाते है, 
और FIXED DEPOSIT, रिन्ऊ करते जाते है...
खुद के लिए नहीं, हमारे लिए ही बचाते है,

देखते ही देखते जवान,*माँ-बाप* बूढ़े हो जाते हैं...

चीज़ें रख के अब, अक्सर भूल जाते है, 
फिर उन्हें ढूँढने में, सारा घर सर पे उठाते है...
और एक दूसरे को, बात बात में हड़काते है, 
पर एक दूजे से अलग, भी नहीं रह पाते है...
एक ही किस्से को, बार बार दोहराते है,

देखते ही देखते जवान,*माँ-बाप* बूढ़े हो जाते हैं...

चश्में से भी अब, ठीक से नहीं देख पाते है, 
बीमारी में दवा लेने में, नखरे दिखाते है...
एलोपैथी के बहुत सारे, साइड इफ़ेक्ट बताते है, 
और होमियोपैथी/आयुर्वेदिक की ही रट लगाते है..
ज़रूरी ऑपरेशन को भी, और आगे टलवाते है. 

देखते ही देखते जवान*माँ-बाप* बूढ़े हो जाते हैं.. 

उड़द की दाल अब, नहीं पचा पाते है, 
लौकी तुरई और धुली मूंगदाल, ही अधिकतर खाते है, 
दांतों में अटके खाने को, तिली से खुजलाते हैं, 
पर डेंटिस्ट के पास, जाने से कतराते हैं,
"काम चल तो रहा है", की ही धुन लगाते है..

देखते ही देखते जवान,*माँ-बाप* बूढ़े हो जाते हैं.. 
 
हर त्यौहार पर हमारे, आने की बाट देखते है, 
अपने पुराने घर को, नई दुल्हन सा चमकाते है..
हमारी पसंदीदा चीजों के, ढेर लगाते है,
हर छोटी बड़ी फरमाईश, पूरी करने के लिए,
माँ रसोई और पापा बाजार, दौडे चले जाते है..
पोते-पोतियों से मिलने को, कितने आंसू टपकाते है.. 

देखते ही देखते जवान,*माँ-बाप* बूढ़े हो जाते है...
देखते ही देखते जवान, *माँ-बाप* बूढ़े हो जाते है...

Parents are precious in my life that words can't describe....

To The One Who’s Afraid Of Getting Closer

Even though you we live in the same city,
we go months without seeing each other
and when I see you, you’re always distant,
you’re always cold even when the sun is out.

We don’t always call each other
but somehow I know what you’re up to.
Somehow I know what’s happening in your life.
Sometimes I feel like an outsider with all your secrets.

And sometimes you drink a little
and your eyes tell a different story.
Your vulnerable voice tells me you hate this distance.
Your body tells me you’re afraid of getting closer.

And I try to reassure you by holding you.
It’s like I’m telling you don’t hesitate to be near.
Don’t doubt my feelings for you
but then you sober up and push me away.

And I’m tired of trying to bridge the gap between us
when you keep stretching it.
I’m tired of trying to interpret your actions
when all I get is your resounding silence.

But I still think you’re closer to me
than the one who holds my hand.
And maybe if you stop pretending
you’ll end up next to me.

Because I still believe that this distance
is nothing but an illusion we both created
to protect ourselves, but we both know
that we suck at guarding ourselves from each other

And one day you’ll come closer and we’ll meet halfway.

*nikaah & janaaza*

Urdu_ is, one of the most absorbing and meaningful language indeed !

*nikaah & janaaza…*

*farq sirf itna sa tha*
teri *doli* uthi,
meri *mayyat* uthi,
phool _tujh_ par bhi barse,
phool _mujh_ par bhi barse,
*farq sirf itna sa tha….*
tu _saj_ gayi,
mujhe _sajaya_ gaya..

_tu_ bhi ghar ko chali,
_main_ bi ghar ko chala,
*farq sirf itna sa tha….*
tu _uth_ ke gayi,
mujhe _uthaya_ gaya…

*mehfil* wahan bhi thi,
*log* yahan bhi the,
*farq sirf itna sa tha….*
unka _hasna_ wahan,
inka _rona_ yahan…

*qazi* udhar bhi tha,
*moulvi* idhar bhi tha,
do bol _tere_ padhe,
do bol _mere_ padhe,
tera *nikaah* padha,
mera *janaaza* padha,
*farq sirf itna sa tha…*
tujhe *apnaya* gaya,
mujhe *dafnaaya* gaya…

By, Dikshit

Dost

Is jahaan mein

MuhJe sabse jyada barosa hai toh tumpe dost…

Sabse jyada pyaar hai to wo hai tumse dost…

Sabse jyada pass hoon to sirf tujse dost….

Ae dost tu na hota toh mera kya hota

 

Magar ae dost

Mujse kabhi juda na hona…

Mujse kabhi khafa na hona…

Mujse hamesha wafa karna

Ae dost tu na hota toh mera kya hota

 

Chahe jitni bhi galti karoon…

Muhje maaf kar dena…

Na mujse door hona…

Kabhi na mera saath chodna

Tere bina mera jeevan

Jaise dil bina dhadkan

Ae dost tu na hota toh mera kya hota

 

Tu meri shaans hai…

Mere sine ki dhadkan hai…

Mere nerve mein behta hua khoon hai…

Ae dost tu na hota toh mera kya hota

 

Mere har sukh ka bhagidaar hai tu…

Mere har dukh ka sathidaar hai tu….

Meri khushi ka eshaas hai tu…

Mere ghum ka raaz hai tu….

Har tute hue rishtey ka sila hua tar hai tu…

Ae dost tu na hota toh mera kya hota

 

Chahe suraj na chade…

Chahe chand na aaye…

Jabi mein pukaru…

subah ya raat…

Sirf dost tu chala aajaye…

Ae dost tu na hota toh mera kya hota

 

By, Dikshit