daayare kuch aise rukhsaat hue hai aaj
tum muskuraaye to jannat mile hai aaj
duniya ka dastoor kuch jaana hai aaj
mar ke khud zindagi jee rahe hai aaj
raang zamane ke dekhe hai aaj
ban ke aaina khade hai aaj
har sawal ke jawab dhoonde hai aaj
milke unse khud se mile hai aaj
khawab saare haqueqat se toote hai aaj
band aakh kar soone se darte hai aaj
-Tushar
Monday, December 17, 2007
B'day wish to Narayan : 17-12-2007
The wheel just turns to the point again,
over the period, I had some pain few gain;
standing on the day, of the very advent
to take more steps, to cherish what just went
its a journey each year of the wheel
living life as I want it to and feel
I have lot as a lot, my family and U my friend
and what I want more in prayer to send
Thank your GOD for a new turn
I will live as I am here, to love to learn
Happy B'day Narayan ...
-Tushar
over the period, I had some pain few gain;
standing on the day, of the very advent
to take more steps, to cherish what just went
its a journey each year of the wheel
living life as I want it to and feel
I have lot as a lot, my family and U my friend
and what I want more in prayer to send
Thank your GOD for a new turn
I will live as I am here, to love to learn
Happy B'day Narayan ...
-Tushar
4th Anniversary of 232
yaad hai mujhko who suhaani raat
when we flashed mobile saath-saath
captured some moments to remember
bana liya ek ristaa with all forever
wooh society ki lambi analysis
that dollar-rupee appreciation thesis
drawing room ka virtual cricket ground
kuch songs par roz subhah ek sound
Mall ke lagate chakar,kuch khaate, kuch chahte
Funny office gossips, kabhie sacha dukh sunate
Defining life in own its own fashion
Hum sab main badta ek passion
bhaiya ji ke mast chawal choley
life was moving just holay-holay
then came the period of recession
bidding valedictory was painful session
waqt ke chokhat se yaad ke saman le chaley
kuch naam kuch pehchaan bas chod chaley
are O mere dil ke bando, yaad hai ya nahin wooh makan
House se home banaya tha jisse, 232 aaj bhi hai uska naam
-Tushar
when we flashed mobile saath-saath
captured some moments to remember
bana liya ek ristaa with all forever
wooh society ki lambi analysis
that dollar-rupee appreciation thesis
drawing room ka virtual cricket ground
kuch songs par roz subhah ek sound
Mall ke lagate chakar,kuch khaate, kuch chahte
Funny office gossips, kabhie sacha dukh sunate
Defining life in own its own fashion
Hum sab main badta ek passion
bhaiya ji ke mast chawal choley
life was moving just holay-holay
then came the period of recession
bidding valedictory was painful session
waqt ke chokhat se yaad ke saman le chaley
kuch naam kuch pehchaan bas chod chaley
are O mere dil ke bando, yaad hai ya nahin wooh makan
House se home banaya tha jisse, 232 aaj bhi hai uska naam
-Tushar
Sunday, October 28, 2007
sharm aa gayi...
sharm aa gayi yo unse milke
ghata chaa gayi, main unke sadke
ab kah denge unse haske
rahe sada woh mere banke
ab ke aaye to jaaane na denge
is raat ko dhalne na denge
kuch kahyege kabhie chup rahege
yuhi saath bethe rahege
mogre ki mahek hi to hai
dil pe kuch dastak di hai
dhadkan ke geet ab gaate hai
hum tumhe bas chahte hai
nazro ke yoon milne sa
jhuki palke laboo ke khilne se
hum to bas khoo gaye aise
hai! tum pe mar gaye aise
barf se dhake pahadoo se
jharne girte nazaroo se
pati-pati chinaroo se
baat ki teri hazaroo se
sharm aa gayi yo unse milke
ghata chaa gayi, main unke sadke
-Tushar
ghata chaa gayi, main unke sadke
ab kah denge unse haske
rahe sada woh mere banke
ab ke aaye to jaaane na denge
is raat ko dhalne na denge
kuch kahyege kabhie chup rahege
yuhi saath bethe rahege
mogre ki mahek hi to hai
dil pe kuch dastak di hai
dhadkan ke geet ab gaate hai
hum tumhe bas chahte hai
nazro ke yoon milne sa
jhuki palke laboo ke khilne se
hum to bas khoo gaye aise
hai! tum pe mar gaye aise
barf se dhake pahadoo se
jharne girte nazaroo se
pati-pati chinaroo se
baat ki teri hazaroo se
sharm aa gayi yo unse milke
ghata chaa gayi, main unke sadke
-Tushar
Bas...
khawab ki zindagi itni thi bas
aakh khulte hi haqueqat se toot gaye
woh na mil sake hum se kabhie
bandh aakhon main jo rahte the bas
waqt ud raha hai dhuaa sa bas
koi chingari kahi jalti nahin
zarra-zarra sulag rahe hai aarmaan
yeh kahani aab rukti nahin bas
rukte hai dard ki mahfil main bas
har gazal main woh samaye hai
har jaam ki madhoosi un se hai
hum unhe bhula na paaye bas
chaand kahta hai dastaan-e-noor bas
sunte hum bhi hazaroo main rhai
raat ji rahe hai jaag ke hum bhi
badal ban saath chal na paaye bas
phool pe oos ki boondh thi bas
thari ruki phisal gayi
ashaq bhi phisalte hai gaaloo pe
thahrte to mere hote bas
rista apna ek shaam tha bas
aayi shaam ruki, raat hui
samjhe kaun samjaaye kyon
duniya phir bhi haas degi bas
-Tushar
aakh khulte hi haqueqat se toot gaye
woh na mil sake hum se kabhie
bandh aakhon main jo rahte the bas
waqt ud raha hai dhuaa sa bas
koi chingari kahi jalti nahin
zarra-zarra sulag rahe hai aarmaan
yeh kahani aab rukti nahin bas
rukte hai dard ki mahfil main bas
har gazal main woh samaye hai
har jaam ki madhoosi un se hai
hum unhe bhula na paaye bas
chaand kahta hai dastaan-e-noor bas
sunte hum bhi hazaroo main rhai
raat ji rahe hai jaag ke hum bhi
badal ban saath chal na paaye bas
phool pe oos ki boondh thi bas
thari ruki phisal gayi
ashaq bhi phisalte hai gaaloo pe
thahrte to mere hote bas
rista apna ek shaam tha bas
aayi shaam ruki, raat hui
samjhe kaun samjaaye kyon
duniya phir bhi haas degi bas
-Tushar
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Ek hai chaand…
Ek hai chaand Chere hazaar
Ek hi naam Afsaane besumaar
Din ke gusail dada se
Pyare chanda mama sa
Asmaan main sajta
Albhabet ‘C’ jaisa /* Thanks to Adee for this line */
Leader hai sitaaroo ka
Meeri katori ke batashe sa
Raat ke carom ke
Chamkte striker sa
Maa ke loori ka hero
Kabhie poore ka poora zero
Naani ki di chaavni sa
Pansaari se li taafi sa
Ek hai chaand Chere hazaar
Ek hi naam Afsaane besumaar
Tasveer mere pyaar ki
Pedh se jhaakte noor sa
Baadal main sahma khoota
Sharmati dulhan sa
Pardesh main dilata desh ki yaad
Khamooshi main karta baat
Saathi mahkati tanhayi ka
Pyaara mere yaar sa
Here ka pehna kangan
Kan ki jhoomti baali sa
Raat se uth, us-Ke khaayal jaisa
Jaagta saath mere, Mere intezaar jaisa
Ek hai chaand Chere hazaar
Ek hi naam Afsaane besumaar
Bhaagti bheed main
Gaadi ke pahiye sa
Roz thakte paate us-se
Do waqt ke roti sa
Gharaate andhere main
Jalte bulb jaisa
biscuit ka toota tukra
bhookh phir bhi badata sa
Hazaaroo main ladta
Mere ek naam jaisa
Zindagi ki aankh-michooli mian
Hamesha ghaatta bhadta sa
Meri thakaan se taar
Raat main gawah jaisa
Har pal chalta badhta
Meri kahani jaisa
Ek hai chaand Chere hazaar
Ek hi naam Afsaane besumaar
-Tushar
Ek hi naam Afsaane besumaar
Din ke gusail dada se
Pyare chanda mama sa
Asmaan main sajta
Albhabet ‘C’ jaisa /* Thanks to Adee for this line */
Leader hai sitaaroo ka
Meeri katori ke batashe sa
Raat ke carom ke
Chamkte striker sa
Maa ke loori ka hero
Kabhie poore ka poora zero
Naani ki di chaavni sa
Pansaari se li taafi sa
Ek hai chaand Chere hazaar
Ek hi naam Afsaane besumaar
Tasveer mere pyaar ki
Pedh se jhaakte noor sa
Baadal main sahma khoota
Sharmati dulhan sa
Pardesh main dilata desh ki yaad
Khamooshi main karta baat
Saathi mahkati tanhayi ka
Pyaara mere yaar sa
Here ka pehna kangan
Kan ki jhoomti baali sa
Raat se uth, us-Ke khaayal jaisa
Jaagta saath mere, Mere intezaar jaisa
Ek hai chaand Chere hazaar
Ek hi naam Afsaane besumaar
Bhaagti bheed main
Gaadi ke pahiye sa
Roz thakte paate us-se
Do waqt ke roti sa
Gharaate andhere main
Jalte bulb jaisa
biscuit ka toota tukra
bhookh phir bhi badata sa
Hazaaroo main ladta
Mere ek naam jaisa
Zindagi ki aankh-michooli mian
Hamesha ghaatta bhadta sa
Meri thakaan se taar
Raat main gawah jaisa
Har pal chalta badhta
Meri kahani jaisa
Ek hai chaand Chere hazaar
Ek hi naam Afsaane besumaar
-Tushar
… duniya aise hoti hai…
Aakh se chal laboo tak jo pahoochi hai
khamoshi nahin, dard ki zubaa aise hoti hai
raaste jo bhikhre lambe tanha se hai
mera kasoor nahin, duniya aise hoti hai
tasveer basi aakhon main yaad ki hai
intezaar tera, raat aanchal bheegooti hai
mile nahin par kuch judwa aise hai
naam mera, ruswaaiye teri hoti hai
lamhe bun bewajah waqt thaama hai
bandh muthi khulte hi khaali hoti hai
dard ki zard safed chadar oode hai
maut kya, zindagi aise hoti hai
saath tum ho roomani mausam hai
khawab hai, haqueqat kahan aise hoti hai
After I wrote above and shared with few friends, they asked me why so much pain and darkness.So I came for the light with the flip version of above.
Aakhon se chal Aakhon tak jo pahoochi hai
khamoshi sahi, jhuki palkeein bhi izhaar hoti hai
raaste badte hai, modh thahar jaate hai
milte hai dil, duniya meri hoti hai
teri tasveer basi aakhon main hai
har manzil tujse bayaan hoti hai
mile hai kuch aise judwa se hai
naam tera, kahani humaari hoti hai
lamhe bun moti se waqt thaama hai
milte hai aur yaad jawa hoti hai
aanchal khawaboo ka yoon lahraya hai
aise main zindagi muskaan hooti hai
tum nahin, dekho chaand bhi tanha hai
tum aaye, tanhaaiyaan rukhsat hoti hai
-Tushar
khamoshi nahin, dard ki zubaa aise hoti hai
raaste jo bhikhre lambe tanha se hai
mera kasoor nahin, duniya aise hoti hai
tasveer basi aakhon main yaad ki hai
intezaar tera, raat aanchal bheegooti hai
mile nahin par kuch judwa aise hai
naam mera, ruswaaiye teri hoti hai
lamhe bun bewajah waqt thaama hai
bandh muthi khulte hi khaali hoti hai
dard ki zard safed chadar oode hai
maut kya, zindagi aise hoti hai
saath tum ho roomani mausam hai
khawab hai, haqueqat kahan aise hoti hai
After I wrote above and shared with few friends, they asked me why so much pain and darkness.So I came for the light with the flip version of above.
Aakhon se chal Aakhon tak jo pahoochi hai
khamoshi sahi, jhuki palkeein bhi izhaar hoti hai
raaste badte hai, modh thahar jaate hai
milte hai dil, duniya meri hoti hai
teri tasveer basi aakhon main hai
har manzil tujse bayaan hoti hai
mile hai kuch aise judwa se hai
naam tera, kahani humaari hoti hai
lamhe bun moti se waqt thaama hai
milte hai aur yaad jawa hoti hai
aanchal khawaboo ka yoon lahraya hai
aise main zindagi muskaan hooti hai
tum nahin, dekho chaand bhi tanha hai
tum aaye, tanhaaiyaan rukhsat hoti hai
-Tushar
Saturday, September 22, 2007
kitne baatein kahni thi...
kitne baatein kahni thi
kitne raatein jaagi thi
tere intezaar main
tere aane ki rah main
woh chaand bhi chala gaya
raat safar ke baad bhi
dhoonda tumhe ujaloo main
shaam ke jalte chiraago main
kuch sapney tere saath ke
jeevan ki har raah ke
badte kadam teri aas main
jeete dua har saans main
dil kahi ab lagta nahin
tu nahin too kuch nahin
tanha khade hai bheed main
adhoore se door pyaar main
muskuraate hai pal sooche jab
hoga kya tum aayoge tab
paa lege tumhe har raang main
kooyi meera, shyam sang main
kitne baatein kahni thi
kitne raatein jaagi thi
tere intezaar main
tere aane ki rah main
-Tushar
kitne raatein jaagi thi
tere intezaar main
tere aane ki rah main
woh chaand bhi chala gaya
raat safar ke baad bhi
dhoonda tumhe ujaloo main
shaam ke jalte chiraago main
kuch sapney tere saath ke
jeevan ki har raah ke
badte kadam teri aas main
jeete dua har saans main
dil kahi ab lagta nahin
tu nahin too kuch nahin
tanha khade hai bheed main
adhoore se door pyaar main
muskuraate hai pal sooche jab
hoga kya tum aayoge tab
paa lege tumhe har raang main
kooyi meera, shyam sang main
kitne baatein kahni thi
kitne raatein jaagi thi
tere intezaar main
tere aane ki rah main
-Tushar
Saturday, September 15, 2007
aakh se lafz bolo na...
aakh se lafz bolo na
dil ke sahme raaz kholo na
un khaamosh lamhoon ke saaye main
mere saath ke rang gholo na
lambi tanha in raahoon pe
khawab ki manzil dhondho na
jo kahani tooti baithe hai
tukre wafa se joodo na
sitaare jahan main bahoot hai
unme apna chaand dekho na
raat ke gujraate andheroon main
kal ke sapnoo ki tasveer dekho na
woh jo darta hai tanhaiyoon se
khud ko khuda se mila ke dekho na
haafte bhaagte thakte duniya se
maa ke aanchal main soo-lo na
kaun aapna kaun paraya jahan main
pyaar baatate yeh socho na
aakh se lafz bolo na
dil ke sahme raaz kholo na
-Tushar
dil ke sahme raaz kholo na
un khaamosh lamhoon ke saaye main
mere saath ke rang gholo na
lambi tanha in raahoon pe
khawab ki manzil dhondho na
jo kahani tooti baithe hai
tukre wafa se joodo na
sitaare jahan main bahoot hai
unme apna chaand dekho na
raat ke gujraate andheroon main
kal ke sapnoo ki tasveer dekho na
woh jo darta hai tanhaiyoon se
khud ko khuda se mila ke dekho na
haafte bhaagte thakte duniya se
maa ke aanchal main soo-lo na
kaun aapna kaun paraya jahan main
pyaar baatate yeh socho na
aakh se lafz bolo na
dil ke sahme raaz kholo na
-Tushar
Friday, September 14, 2007
When they think that I hate...
When they think that I hate
What to say about my fate
When days here were dark
When stars in night lost spark
What all I did was to wait
Whining for long lost bait
When soaked tears in eyes
While a smile for byes
When I just lived hoping
While all was gone moping
When words just became flawed
When I was crowned a fraud
When they think that I hate
What to say about my fate
-Tushar
What to say about my fate
When days here were dark
When stars in night lost spark
What all I did was to wait
Whining for long lost bait
When soaked tears in eyes
While a smile for byes
When I just lived hoping
While all was gone moping
When words just became flawed
When I was crowned a fraud
When they think that I hate
What to say about my fate
-Tushar
The night and me...
A walk on long road dark lying wide,
Steps moving slowly with silence inside;
Seeing the far light as dream to attain,
Together night & me determined to sustain;
-Tushar
Steps moving slowly with silence inside;
Seeing the far light as dream to attain,
Together night & me determined to sustain;
-Tushar
Monday, August 27, 2007
title to be guessed ???
Goes with me at night to the bed,
Lives with me without being wed;
Is a part of my fondle and action,
Caresses me sweats my affection;
The game makes me playful ,
So high so spirit colorful;
Tasting as a hot chocolate sauce,
So serene in white solace;
With a high as I want ,
Framing per my thought;
Makes me the person I desire,
Revealing the hidden ardent fire;
I can mould I can twist give a race,
Experiencing all new kissing face;
The curve of the flowing river,
Hearts just thumps and shiver;
Undressing like mysterious mountain,
Being cozy in warm fountain;
Breaths get all the more warmer,
A walk in misty cloud charmer;
Sleeping on lap like a little kid,
Steam out with burning lid;
All just seems so mine,
Every frame like carved waistline;
Its all me in purple sight,
A journey of the night;
A walk of life not mainstream,
This is the story of a dream…
Dream…
Lives with me without being wed;
Is a part of my fondle and action,
Caresses me sweats my affection;
The game makes me playful ,
So high so spirit colorful;
Tasting as a hot chocolate sauce,
So serene in white solace;
With a high as I want ,
Framing per my thought;
Makes me the person I desire,
Revealing the hidden ardent fire;
I can mould I can twist give a race,
Experiencing all new kissing face;
The curve of the flowing river,
Hearts just thumps and shiver;
Undressing like mysterious mountain,
Being cozy in warm fountain;
Breaths get all the more warmer,
A walk in misty cloud charmer;
Sleeping on lap like a little kid,
Steam out with burning lid;
All just seems so mine,
Every frame like carved waistline;
Its all me in purple sight,
A journey of the night;
A walk of life not mainstream,
This is the story of a dream…
Dream…
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Trust…
Just a matter of fact,
When feeling no more,
Is it on only one act?
Or the passage of yore;
When things don’t shine,
With blossoming rose,
To be true to be mine,
Like incomprehensible prose;
When parting hug is not tight,
Eyes don’t shower waterfall,
You just don’t wait till last sight,
Face manages a smile after-all;
Why they came why they went,
To make me happy or sad,
Took some life’s part without rent,
No voices when silence clad;
Its they say life moving,
Its has its different shade,
All the fun just fleeting,
Trust look like a spade;
-Tushar
When feeling no more,
Is it on only one act?
Or the passage of yore;
When things don’t shine,
With blossoming rose,
To be true to be mine,
Like incomprehensible prose;
When parting hug is not tight,
Eyes don’t shower waterfall,
You just don’t wait till last sight,
Face manages a smile after-all;
Why they came why they went,
To make me happy or sad,
Took some life’s part without rent,
No voices when silence clad;
Its they say life moving,
Its has its different shade,
All the fun just fleeting,
Trust look like a spade;
-Tushar
Farewell…
A road to glorious future
With sparks from the past
Bidding good byes to friends
As you move and go apart
BUT…
Its also a sign to cherish the gone
With welcoming note to harbingers
A chance to say we will miss you
A hope to again meet you.
-Tushar
With sparks from the past
Bidding good byes to friends
As you move and go apart
BUT…
Its also a sign to cherish the gone
With welcoming note to harbingers
A chance to say we will miss you
A hope to again meet you.
-Tushar
Moments…
Some moments are so cute,
Just the musical flow by flute;
Living with them is just to nurture,
Threading past, present and the future;
-Tushar
Just the musical flow by flute;
Living with them is just to nurture,
Threading past, present and the future;
-Tushar
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
For my Mother...
Life’s first care,
The womb was yours;
My first worldly smile,
The hug was yours;
As tear turned to pearl,
With touch warmly yours;
I made the first step,
Holding hands were yours;
For all good night sleep,
The lap was yours;
The very first fall,
Catching support was yours;
When I got hurt,
The caress was yours;
Making those mistakes,
Rectifying advise was yours;
In those lonely hours,
The company was yours;
When all went away,
The shelter was yours;
Walking down the lane,
The shadow was yours;
In those dark confusion,
Enlightening was yours;
On the failing acts,
The courage was yours;
With winning facts,
Success was yours;
For me standing here,
The pain was yours;
For all love I have,
The blessings are yours;
For what I am ,
All credit is yours;
For all left unsaid,
Dear Mother, I am yours;
The womb was yours;
My first worldly smile,
The hug was yours;
As tear turned to pearl,
With touch warmly yours;
I made the first step,
Holding hands were yours;
For all good night sleep,
The lap was yours;
The very first fall,
Catching support was yours;
When I got hurt,
The caress was yours;
Making those mistakes,
Rectifying advise was yours;
In those lonely hours,
The company was yours;
When all went away,
The shelter was yours;
Walking down the lane,
The shadow was yours;
In those dark confusion,
Enlightening was yours;
On the failing acts,
The courage was yours;
With winning facts,
Success was yours;
For me standing here,
The pain was yours;
For all love I have,
The blessings are yours;
For what I am ,
All credit is yours;
For all left unsaid,
Dear Mother, I am yours;
-Tushar-
Baarish : ke saath ke ehsaas…
baarish ke mausam yoon mahekte hai
har boondh main thare waqt sawarte hain
woh ek boondh bachpan ke jamoon ki
doosri oos geele dagamgaati naav ki
bheege pattoo ki rimjhim se chaav ki
bhaagte jhuund main khusi ke shoor ki
baarish ke mausam yoon mahekte hai
har boondh main thare waqt sawarte hain
sadak ki nami se saletee(grey) raang par
badate pagoo ke saath pagdandi ke mod par
beekharee zulf se hawa ke aanchal par
dil ke saath udte aasmaan par
baarish ke mausam yoon mahekte hai
har boondh main thare waqt sawarte hain
aagan main raakhi lakdi ke kursi se
payale main chai ke ubhartee khusboo se
garam garam pyaz-besan ke pakodi se
kuch sawad kuch armaan hai machalte se
baarish ke mausam yoon mahekte hai
har boondh main thare waqt sawarte hain
chatari main bhi bheegte saikal pe misra ji
tyartee gaadi ke boochaar se bachna ji
chootu ka paani main masti se chapkana ji
chat pe jhaarne main rom-rom bhigona ji
baarish ke mausam yoon mahekte hai
har boondh main thare waqt sawarte hain
-Tushar
har boondh main thare waqt sawarte hain
woh ek boondh bachpan ke jamoon ki
doosri oos geele dagamgaati naav ki
bheege pattoo ki rimjhim se chaav ki
bhaagte jhuund main khusi ke shoor ki
baarish ke mausam yoon mahekte hai
har boondh main thare waqt sawarte hain
sadak ki nami se saletee(grey) raang par
badate pagoo ke saath pagdandi ke mod par
beekharee zulf se hawa ke aanchal par
dil ke saath udte aasmaan par
baarish ke mausam yoon mahekte hai
har boondh main thare waqt sawarte hain
aagan main raakhi lakdi ke kursi se
payale main chai ke ubhartee khusboo se
garam garam pyaz-besan ke pakodi se
kuch sawad kuch armaan hai machalte se
baarish ke mausam yoon mahekte hai
har boondh main thare waqt sawarte hain
chatari main bhi bheegte saikal pe misra ji
tyartee gaadi ke boochaar se bachna ji
chootu ka paani main masti se chapkana ji
chat pe jhaarne main rom-rom bhigona ji
baarish ke mausam yoon mahekte hai
har boondh main thare waqt sawarte hain
-Tushar
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Life…moments…feelings
Its all like a dew drop,
so pertinent not perpetual;
the pain of past,
the happiness growing so fast;
Its all like petal cluster,
nothing alone, together so live;
the tears of smile,
the moments woven for a while;
Its all like vermilion sunset,
on edge of glory yet the beginning;
the valedictory friends,
the welcoming hands;
Its all like desert sand,
so vast but so lone;
the indignation of betrayal,
the love for the gone;
Its all like rainy clouds,
so affable so thundering ;
the life of dreams,
the joy of screams;
Its all like little words,
so silent so unheard;
the dialogue of eyes,
the language of breaths;
-Tushar
so pertinent not perpetual;
the pain of past,
the happiness growing so fast;
Its all like petal cluster,
nothing alone, together so live;
the tears of smile,
the moments woven for a while;
Its all like vermilion sunset,
on edge of glory yet the beginning;
the valedictory friends,
the welcoming hands;
Its all like desert sand,
so vast but so lone;
the indignation of betrayal,
the love for the gone;
Its all like rainy clouds,
so affable so thundering ;
the life of dreams,
the joy of screams;
Its all like little words,
so silent so unheard;
the dialogue of eyes,
the language of breaths;
-Tushar
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
zihaal-e-miskeen mukon ba-ranjish, bahaal-e-hijra bechara dil hai
zihaal-e-miskeen mukon ba-ranjish, bahaal-e-hijra bechara dil hai
zihaal = notice
miskeen = poor
mukon = do not
ba-ranjish = with ill will, with enimity
bahaal = fresh, recent
hijra = separation
In English:
Do not notice the poor heart with enemity...
It is still fresh with wounds of separation
In HinDi
Ye dil judaai ke gamo se abhi bhi taaza hai.
Iski bechaargi ko ba-ranjish (without enimity) dekho.
-Tushar
zihaal = notice
miskeen = poor
mukon = do not
ba-ranjish = with ill will, with enimity
bahaal = fresh, recent
hijra = separation
In English:
Do not notice the poor heart with enemity...
It is still fresh with wounds of separation
In HinDi
Ye dil judaai ke gamo se abhi bhi taaza hai.
Iski bechaargi ko ba-ranjish (without enimity) dekho.
-Tushar
Happy Wedding Anniversary ...
A day to rejoice
Decisions of past
When you came together
For being each other's part
A day to celebrate
With the present
While you still hold hands
Sharing the love and affection
A day to believe
In roads to Future
To create precious memories
For marriage that is "forever"
-Tushar
Decisions of past
When you came together
For being each other's part
A day to celebrate
With the present
While you still hold hands
Sharing the love and affection
A day to believe
In roads to Future
To create precious memories
For marriage that is "forever"
-Tushar
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