Jab khushi rooth jaati hai

Jab khushi aap se rooth jaati hai

Kya jaane kyon saari duniya nazrein churati hai
Kaha kho jaate hai wo log
Kyon chhod jaate hai wo log
Jinhe duniya dost bulati hai
Ta umr saath chalne ka waada kiya tha unhone
Khushi ka daaman kya chhuta
Wo humsafar bhi hame chhod gaye
Hamse pucho na dosti ka sila
Yaad dilaao na mohabbat ka gila
Jinme dhundhte rahe ham zindagi ki khushi
Khud apni khushi ke liye wo log
Hame is kadar tadapta chhod gaye
Jab khushi aapse muh mod jaati hai
Aapke apne to kya
Aapke hausle bhi tod jaati hai
Na jaane kyon ye khushi aksar hamse rooth jaati hai
Ek dhimi si hasi ke liye Faaqir in hothon ko larazta chhod jaati hai
Ek zara si khushi ke liye hame tarasta chhod jaati hai
Ye khushi aksar hamse rooth jaati hai...........

Kaise khwab the

Kaise khwab the wo
Jo ek jhatke mein hi toot gaye
Kaise apne the wo
Jo ek zara si baat pe rooth gaye
Kaise humsafar the wo
Jo kahi milon piche chhut gaye
Kaise naate kaise rishtey the wo
Jo ek thokar mein hi toot gaye
Gairo se kya sikwa Faaqir
Hame to apne hi loot gaye
Yaad hai wo baharon ke mausam
Jab kaafile apne saath the
Wo mausam kya guzre
Ham patjhad ke wirano mein tanha chhoot gaye
Unki bewafaai ka bhojh jab na sambhala gaya
Unse khafa ho gaye
Manana to hame aata na tha
Haan rooth jaana aasaan tha
So ta umr ke liye ham unse rooth gaye
Unse rooth ke jab jiya na gaya
Ae khuda khud se kya ham tujhse bhi rooth gaye
Tanha raat mein tanha jab piya na gaya
Is dil ki tarah ye paimaane bhi toot gaye
Hamare roothne ki to aadat puraani thi
Na jaane kya hua ab ki baar
Ke manane wale khud hi rooth gaye
Kaise khwab the wo
Jo ek jhatke mein hi toot gaye….

A friendly little chat with God

My dear God why did you turn your back on me??
Where did I go wrong to offend you??
What did I do to incur your wrath??
Wasn't I as simple and innocent or as complex and shrewd like most others??
Then why did you bless me with this enlightenment of your darker side??
I never had the hurry to discover the gist of life
Then why was I chosen as the fortunate one??
Why did you give me the privilege of being one of the chosen few??
Why was I endowed with this divine knowledge of the intricate realities of life??
It is because of the sins I committed in my past, previous life, so say some..
Does that mean, all the happy faces that surround me, were pious divine souls once??
Ah! Not long ago, I remember, I was an innocent little kid full of life and enthusiasm
Aren't you guilty of snatching away that innocence, that mirth, that enthusiasm??
Aren’t you guilty of killing that child??
Aren’t you a sinister yourself then??
Now, who’s going to reprimand you for your heinous crime??
Is it going to be the other way round in our next life??
I playing God, making you repay your sins…..

Beraham ye waqt hai

Beraham ye waqt hai ya bebas khud ham hai

Barsaat ka hai mausam ya ye aankhen nam hai

Apna naseeb hai ye ya unke sitam hai

Is hasi ke piche hamne chupaye kitne gam hai

Kisko sunaate kaun samajhta

Ke ye kaise zakhm hai

Chalo acha hua apno ke hone ka tut gaya ye bhram hai

Sunte hai Faaqir yahan logon ko fursat badi kam hai

Bhatakte hue jaa pahuche maikhaane mein ek roz

Na jaane kyon laga jaise

Mil gaya hame apna dairo-haram hai

Yahi wo jagah hai

Jaha milti hai dawa

Log karte hai dua

Ke kabhi zor kam no ho is mai ka

Jo tute hue dilo ka marham hai

Na jaane phir kya hua, kyon hua

Par sach ye hai

Kuch roz hue ab is dawa ka bhi asar hota kuch kam hai

Khuda jaane hamare hisse mein aur kitne gam hai

Beraham ye waqt hai ya bebas khud ham hai…

Hamari khata thi

Hamne chaha tumhe ye hamari khata thi
Tumne har mod pe hame daga diya
Ye tumhari wafa thi
Saare sitam sehte rahe khamoshi se
Ye pyaar ki inteha thi
Hamara dil baar baar tute saayad khuda ki hi raza thi
Un jaisa koi aur na mile
Ye hamari iltza thi
Magar phir raah mein tum mil gaye
Saayad abhi aur baaki hamari saza thi
Saayad abhi aur baaki hamari saza thi

Kaisi bebasi hai ye

Kya bekali hai ye, kaisi bebasi hai ye
Bhari bhid mein kaisi tanhaai hai ye
Mere rooh ko tatolti kiski parchaai hai ye
Mere sannaaton ko chirti kiski khamoshi hai ye
Meri saanson mein basi kiski khusboo hai ye
Mere kaano mein gunzti kiski hasi hai ye
Jise chaand mein dhoondhta hoon main, kiska aks hai ye
Baadlon mein chup gaya hai jo, kaun sa shaks hai ye
Jo har kadam mujhe rok raha kaisa raks hai ye
Jo guzar gaya saayad wo waqt hai ye
Jo tut raha hai andar andar kaisa zasb hai ye
Jo chhut raha mujhse abhi, kaisa rishta, kaisa bandhan hai ye
Jo beet gaya wo zunoon tha…
Jo paas hai wo naseeb hai ye
Haan dil ke bade kareeb hai ye
Tujhe paa ke bhi paa na sake aisa garib hai ye
Jeet ke jo sab haar de wo badnaseeb hai ye
Kaash tujhe bata sakoon ek roz….
Ke kaisi bekali hai ye
Kya kahoon tujhse ke kaisi bebasi hai ye
Jo kisi ka na ho saka…
Wo hamnaseen hai ye
Kya bekali hai kaisi bebasi hai ye

Tere husn ka charcha

Tere husn ka charcha ab pariyon ki mehfil mein hai
Teri shokh ada ke deewane ab har kuche har gali mein hai
Tere julfon ke saaye saawan ki ghataon mein hai
Tere gaalon ki laali suraj ki kirno mein hai
Tere aankhon ki syahi raat ke kajal mein hai
Tere hothon ki surkhiyaan phoolon ki laali mein hai
Tere saanson ki mahek baag ki har kali mein hai
Tere nazron ki maikashi mai ke pyaalon mein hai
Teri hasi ki rangat dhanuk ke rango mein hai
Tere chehre ki chamak sitaaron mein hai
Tere noor ke ujaale chanda ki chaandni mein hai
Tere badan ki lachak hirno ki umangon mein hai
Teri maasumiyat ki jhalak bachon ki hasi mein hai
Teri saadgi ki narmi basant ki hawaon mein hai
Tere kangan ki khanak veena ke har taar mein hai
Tere paajeb ki jhanak har sur har taal mein hai
Tere jaane aur aane ka faasla sadiyon ke faasle mein hai
Teri furkat ki udaasi patjhad ke wirano mein hai
Mere khwab, mera jahan, meri zannat sab
Tujhme hai, bas tujhme hai
Kaas ek roz aisa ho jab tu phir se kahe
Ke tera aasra tera aashiyan sab
Mujhme hai, bas mujhme hai
Tere husn ka charcha ab pariyon ki mehfil mein hai….

The art of being happy

Amidst the perplexities of my gloom
I could see those faces bloom
I felt a sweet pang of envy
A bemused smile flickered across my lips
I just gazed and pondered
I thought I heard them laugh in tune
It was a loud roar
Ah! I thought they are laughing at the state of mine
Over the melancholy and pain of mine
Oh! They could see through me, read my mind
I felt naked!!
Like a wounded warrior amongst the hawks
I felt my heart bleed
I cursed them aloud
Then heard a voice say,
“Why dear, it may be their own share of joy”
What about mine?? I wanted to ask
But felt too choked to speak
Can’t I feel the same bliss of joy??
Even for a jiffy pleaded I
Then heard the same voice again speak out
It was my heart, I could make out
It said, “No u cannot”
“For u lack the will, the required skill”
I wondered, what that meant
What skill, what art??
Why then, it’s so easy for others
I heard it again
“Its never spontaneous, it’s never easy”
“It never was, it never is”
“It’s a deliberate effort, an art”
“An art that needs to be practiced and perfected”
“It’s an art of all arts”
“It’s the art of being happy….”

Bada haseen ye mohabbat ka sila hai

Chaha kya aur kya mila hai

Bada haseen ye mohabbat ka sila hai
Na kisi se sikwa na koi gila hai
Kis kadar tanha ye ulfat ka sila hai
Samandar ke bich hame to sehra mila hai
Is kadar bedard ye chahat ka sila hai
Raah-e-ishq mein kaante tak to na haath lage
Bas yahi garde safar mila hai
Bada haseen ye mohabbat ka sila hai
Jisko samjha tha khuda usi kaatil se Faaqir
Ye sabak hamko mila hai
Bada haseen ye mohabbat ka sila hai
Meri laash ke pehloo mein unka khanjar jo mila hai
Tab kahi ye ulfat ka raaz is jahan pe khula hai
Mere raqib ko acha ye sabak meri maut se mila hai
Bada haseen ye mohabbat ka sila hai
Bada haseen ye mohabbat ka sila hai.....