This is Valentine day tomorrow, more importantly it's 18th day when I last spoke to her in reality, 1 day though in dreams. Thinking to write something for her in valentine special newspaper. Know it's day dreaming that she will read, but dil hai ki manata nahi, we are people who believes keep doing your mind and leave rest on rest. What should I write, I should write my mind, be original, should not feel shame, without concerning about reader or reader's. In my mind, it's fight between good and selfish me. one who want her at any cost & one who want her (& her family) future happy. A dilemma she must be also going in someway. Anyway started with reading all sms in mobile, went through some sms on net, making a context for a software engineer to write dil-lagi type poem (not shayari for sure). Hoping to depict my dilemma and feeling at best, in 1 hour (better done than perfect is best sentence for me). Despite of self-imposed 1 hour restriction, spent 1.5 hours and another 3 hours to purchase space in newspaper, 11th hour again. Got to pay 2 times charges for being late, thats too at Naidunia. Am attempt to write my 18 day feel: 'Jane ye kaun si tanhayee hai, tere aane se pahle ya tere jane ke baad?'.
Pyar kiya hai tumse 'Lado', bhotikata ki jaroorat nahi
Samman aur fikr hai tumhari, badakr esase (main) mazboor nahi.
Majboot banati ho mujhe, koshish meri bhi yehi rahi
'Bebo' likha hai dil par, samundar ki ret par nahi
Pata hai thak gayee to 'Gudiya', ulajhano ke lambe safar se.
Zindagi badati hai sikhar par, khalipan ke ess sifar se.
Sacche premi nahi milate, tune bhi dharana banayee hai?
Na chhodkar sabka sath, meri hi pratishtha badayee hai
Meri kamjori nahi, sahare ka stambh ho tum
Ansuoon se nikal ke, yadon me nisarg* ho tum
Dar lag raha hai bebo, ye tanhaaye aur teri aas.
Tere ghar aane se pahle, ya meri duniya chhodane ke baad.
*: I think it means amar,
Working Draft:
Pyar kiya hai tumse 'Lado', bhotikata ki jaroorat nahi
Samman aur fikr hai tumhari, badakr esase (main) mazboor nahi.
Majboot banati ho mujhe, koshish meri bhi yehi rahi
'Bebo' likha hai dil par, samundar ki ret par nahi
Pata hai thak gayee to 'Gudiya', ulajhano ke lambe safar se.
Zindagi badati hai sikhar par, khalipan ke ess sifar se.
Sacche premi nahi milate, tune bhi dharana banayee hai?
Na chhodkar sabka sath, meri hi pratishtha badayee hai
Meri kamjori nahi, sahare ka stambh ho tum
Ansuoon se nikal ke, yadon me nisarg* ho tum
Dar lag raha hai bebo, ye tanhaaye aur teri aas.
Tere ghar aane se pahle, ya meri duniya chhodane ke baad.
*: I think it means amar,
Working Draft:
Jane ye koi si tangayee hai, tere ghar aane se pahle ya meri duniya choodane ke baad.
Bina btaye kyon ye duri kar di, bichud kar usane mohbat hi adhuri kar di
Sacche premi kabhi milate hi nahi, kya tune ye kahawat puri kar di.
Na banakar mere jeevan ka sath, tune meri bhi pratistha kamayee hai,
Kush rahna hamesha, sabne ye hi akhiri ichha jataye hai.
Sach kahu na bebo, ye zinadgi tune hi rangeen banayii hai.
Jaanata hoon thak gayee ho, ulajhano ke lambe safar se,
pyaar badata hai shikhar par, khalipan ke ess sifar se