Jaane kyuun...

Dhadkan khaamosh sii hai
hansii me ik udaasii sii hai
saath mere thii jo kal talaq
jaane kyuun ajnabii sii hai

chalak rahii hain nigaahein
raah dekhtii hain ye baahein
aas paas thii jo kal talaq
jaane kyuun ruuThii sii hai

kyuun huaa ye kyaa pataa
kahii naa humaarii khataa
humaarii thii jo kal talaq
jaane kyuun paraayii sii hai

mulaaqaat kuch aisii huii...

aasmaaN me chaand bhii thaa aur
chandanii thii bikhrii huii
gesuuoN kaa andheraa bhii thaa aur
aaNkhein thiiN chamakatii huii
khaamoshii se milii dhadkanein
mulaaqaat kuch aisii huii

raat baakii hii rahii aur
baat bhii aadhii huii
hum use dekhte rahe aur
vo bhii muskuraatii rahii
khamoshii se milii nighaaein
mulaaqaat kuch aisii huii
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Will You....

hey beautiful,
when I'm lost
deserted
will you walk...
with me?

hey angel,
when I'm down
dispirited
will you smile...
for me?

hey friend,
when I'm silent
disconcerted
will you listen...
to me?

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you don’t know…do you?...

I've known you for the period shortest
you still own the part of heart largest

you don't know it but i'm aware
you're the one whom for
I undress my soul bare

you don't know...do you?...
you still own the part of heart largest

I've left you in the wake of light
you're still with me
n the sun is bright

here is the evening
coming from the west

you don't know...do you?...
you still own the part of heart largest

here is the end…
coming with the dawn
reminds me of someone
I danced with
and left

you don't know...do you?...
you still own the part of heart largest.

_______________________________

wahi gulaabii panne wahi neelii syahii

hai phir dhali shyaam to raat hai aaii
hai ek bhooli baat jo yaad hai aaii
kamre me mere koi to bhool thi gaaii
wahi gulaabii panne wahi neelii syahii

thi mirza ki ghazal ya khyyaam ki rubaii
thi aankh merii naam ya giilii thi likhaii
baarishoN me koi to saath thi laaii
wahi gulaabii panne wahi neelii syahii

peele pattoN ke mausam kii woh sargoshii
sile hothoN kii baat sii woh khamoshii
chupke se koi to choD thi gaaii
wahi gulaabii panne wahi neelii syahii

socha tha bhula degi tu bewafaii merii
naa tha khayal maiN hooN parchaii terii
bikhra ke basti meiN tu hai gaaii
wahi gulaabii panne wahi neelii syahii

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Music

Listened to a band called "Garaj Mahal" last year sometime...
Their music made me write this, if you ever get a chance don't miss to listen to these guys...they are awesome and that's an understatement.....

dedicated to "Garaj Mahal"....

strings of a guitar
waiting to be touched
keys of a keyboard
waiting to be hit
drums out there
waiting for a stick

and there they start
A minor G sharp
a song heard never before
their music takes me ashore

heads bouncing right n left
trying to feel the shift
from base to electric to keys
drums have never been so sweet

a hit of stick a play of fingers
a wire and a round metal frame
oozes a symphony you've never heard
four guys make it a music of fame

someone starts on the keys
here he goes beating the drums
and see that other guy
who's making love to his guitar

people screaming they wanna more
they stop plyaing right there
little of it when becomes more
little of it when becomes more

and now here is the end
drums are playing a slow beat
keys are feeling the last touch
guitar is dying a sweet death

music that's what I call it
it's the music that's alive
night it is that's dying
music let them make it divine

just few lines...

wishful thinking
just a thought I am
but not a wish

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No...don't smile at me
I may not smile back at you
No...don't talk to me
I may not listen to you
No...don't appreciate me
I may not acknowledge it
No...don't try anything
I'll be hurt to see you fail

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charming and alluring
silently slips past
leaving sweet memories

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Life!!!

At the airport
I'm delayed
oh no! I'm not worried
I know I'll be there
change of planes
change of plans
and I enter into a bar

Crazy it is
inside the bar
someone catches my eye
and you know who?
oh yeah! you're right
it's the evergreen bartender
sporting a black T shirt
with a wry smile
tired of the lot
oh boy! she is hot
listening to everyone
talking to none

she is making
drinks after drinks
she is pouring
beers after beers
and here I'm
waiting for my drink
a corona with lemon

As I take the seat
she walks in
dressed in red
she wakes up the dead
look into eyes around
and you'll see
imagination knows no bound

is it she or the crowd
that makes me scream loud
she asks for a martini
with a cigarette in her hand
and she looks around
I walk up to her
to give her the light
and to board my flight

I'm already in the air
lighter than the smoke
and I just ask myself
isn't life a bad joke?

[7th Oct 2005]

P.S. This was written in the air :)