Sunday, 3 May 2020


Main aur Mera neela Sirhana aksar teri baatein kiya karte hain,
Kuch kahaniyan hain uske pas sunaane ko
Purani si hain par kafi hain ik naye intezar ki aas jagaane ko

Kabhi bura khwab aaye to jakad leti hu isko
Kabhi yaad aati hai tumhari to pakad leti hun isko
Seene me daba rehta hai jaise dil ho mera
Guftagoo karte hain hum dono gupchup kabhi,
latife bhi suna deta hai jaise mukabil ho tera

In gehri raato me mera neela sirahna saathi hai,
Tu na bhi raha to kya hua , ab to neela rang tera hai, bus rang rang hi reh jaye kafi hai


Mai aur mera neela sirahna aksar teri baatein kiya karte hain...
Thoda thoda hi sahi par bahut zada tujhe yaad kiya karte hain...



Mukabil: equivalent
Latife: Jokes

Ishq ka Rang

Ishk ka rang koi bhi ho sakta hai
Laal ho ya kaala, rang chad hi jata hai
Fir Jeevan bhar khilta hai, khilkhilata hai
Insaan-e-shaksiyat banata hai
Hasata hai , rulaata bhi hai
Par kya rooh se nikal pata hai? Ya kya rooh nikaal pati hai uss ishk ke rang ko?
Nikalna kyu? Rang hai daag nahi 🙂
Socho. Kya ab tak berang ho aap ya rang nikalne ka naam nhi le raha? 😇
Kya rang hai apke ishk ka?

Intezar


Aaj ki baat kuch khaas thi, puri hui Ikk aas thi,
(259200000)chabees karor Palo ke baad aaj Rooh-e-rubaroo thi, kya ulfat-e-ehsaas thi!
Chand lamho me simat gaya jaise koi arsa ho,
Zamanon se koi kisi se milne ko jaise tarsa ho
Ab thodi si zindagi mili hai bejaan dil ko mere
Sookhe boote pe koi jaise baadlo sa barsaa ho.

Adhoore khwabo ka dard jaante ho?
Mohabbat nibhane ka karz jaante ho?
Farad maante ho ya farz maante ho?
Khurd maante ho ya Urd maante ho?

Ab iss kisse ko aur kya bayan karein jo kahe hi na jayein
Kuch aisa kiya jaye,
Raaz bhi reh jaayein kuch ankahe, aur kuch kehne bhi ho jayein.






Urd: godess of fate and destiny
Khurd : very small
Farad : physical existence
Boote: plant
Vocabulary.com: (Norse mythology) any of the three goddesses of destiny; identified with Anglo-Saxon Wyrd; similar to Greek Moirae and Roman Parcae. Word Family.

Moving on ka Drama!



Pyar ne mujhe darbadar kiya,
Kabhi iss kadar kiya, kabhi us kadar kiya
Tadap...
Tadap rahi hai rooh, jism bhi jal raha hai
Ae khuda tu ye kya kar rha hai
Thodi doori , thodi footi kismat, thode khawab toote , thodi dabi himmat

Khwab hi toh hain, sach hon ye zaruri nahi,
Zaruri to ye bhi nhi ki saans li jaye
Par be-aas rehna zaruri hai majboori toh nhi

Ho paya to kar lena yaad, rakh lena yaadien
Mai kaunsa wakt hu  jo badal jaunga
Wakt aa gya hai, wakt aa gya hai badal jaane ka, bhulaane ka, bhad jane ka
Mai toh zameen-e-aasmaan hun, kaunsa pighal jaunga

Andhera hai to hai, roshni ko aane se kyu rok rhe ho
Jab jana tha chale gaye, ab mere bulaane ko kyu tok rahe ho

Kal aur kal ki shakal me nakal zaroor hai par sach hai ye ki inme farak huzoor hai
Ab ,wo kal , ye kal me kya rakha yaara
Uss pal iss pal me tumhari yaad to mash-hoor hai!

'NOW'



It's only 'now' we have, the tender time, a euphoric sigh of relief,                                        It's only 'now' we can bear, like a lullaby, it's putting us to sleep.

In a matter of a silent jangle, the 'now' unjumbles to 'own'
Has it been the best or the best is yet unknown?

I wonder how the words 'I Love you' sound like when they come out of your pretty mouth, Although ofcourse I would never know but this thought would prune up my youth.

The humanified version might seem like a bout of jitters and a sure defeat,
But the emotion will reign in the world of divines where the immortal souls will finally meet.


Friday, 31 January 2020

AN OASIS OF DESIRES

(This article was featured in the 'World Nomads' website)
The Adrenaline rush was purified when I was kissed by a strong gust of wind as if it wanted to welcome me to be a part of its journey. Yes, I had landed up on the land of Arabs! Before this amazing experience of mine, I had only been a part of the stories from childhood about the magical world of Genies. I had never thought of being a part of the reality lying underneath the covers of Wadi Rum -The Desert.
The sand was hot and the sun was cruel but the heat was nullified against the warmth of Bedouins who comforted my curiosity and innocence. I began my journey with Rashid, my guide. His long lustrous Dish Dash and kohled eyes had the mystery embellished with a promise of a happy beginning.
As Rashid offered his hand to help me climb up the sandy hill to enjoy the picturesque view of the sunset, we shared a smile that said a lot but not enough. He stood by me as I absorbed every ray and color of the sun till it faded like a flower of the spring. My heart filled with more desire to be loved like a sun. Rashid waited for me until I stole all the happiness from the sunset or rather waited for me to realize the beginning from this happy ending. His hand held mine like a bond never to be broken, as we moved down the hill.
My Shiny eyes kept trying to find the answers as I headed towards my camp. My dreamy desires were awakened by the whisper of Oud. I had already become numb by the magical powers of this place so far. The remaining sweet turbulence was initiated by the campfire and I could breathe only the intensity of this desert aura. I could hear my silence and all it had to say to me for so long. All the mysteries were being unraveled one after one. My heart was not a stranger anymore!
Also, to admire the bequest already endowed to me by this newly discovered 'land of lovers', I rejoiced at the theme, the Arak and grooved to the Arabic beats along with the utterly fierce ambiance of the Oasis. The heaviness of the light was
taken over by the poised night. The breeze sang a lullaby to me and the warm moon put me to sleep. As I opened my eyes, I heard Rashid calling out my name because now was the time to bid farewell to this dreamy land that embraced me with its magical arms. I slid the curtain aside. I couldn't find him but a Genie lamp kissing my feet.
Oh! So, this was the long seeked answer to all my questions! I looked at the lamp to unlock the answers it contained. It was a sad but a happy moment to realize that my love Genie Rashid was locked in it to stay with me forever!

-Written By: Priyanka Charak

Thursday, 1 March 2018

Iss Baar na Janne Dungi...


A mother who has lost her son and wants God to give her one last chance and revive his son to life and this time she will protect him and not let him go.






Aa Jaye wo laut ke ikk baar,
Chupa lungi sabki nighahon se,

Hasna Chahe wo khulkar toh chupa lungi apni hasi me,
Rona chahega wo zor se agar, toh ro dungi sang uske,
Par Sunn na sake koi usko, na dekh sake koi,
Iss baar na jaane dungi, Iss baar na jane dungi.

Khali hun mai jo wo na hai mere pas,
kuch nahi hai bus Dhuaan hai aur hai kaali raat,
Na hi wajood mera, na hi koi maksad,
Par jeena hai, wo bhi jiyega,
Bus aa jaye laut ke wo ik bar,
Iss baar na jaane dungi, Iss baar na jaane dungi.

Sookh gaye hain honth mere, kaali padi ye aankhe,
Saanse bhi anjaan huin, Mann bhi taake Jhanke,
Le jao sab mera, par le aao jaan meri,
Kar do tukda tukda, par poora kardo chaand mera,
Meri ikk ikk saans se bhar dungi usme jaan,
Jo aa jaye wo laut ke ikk baar,
Iss baar na jaaane dungi, Iss baar na jaane dungi!



- By Priyanka Charak