वैसे तो यूँ अच्छा ही हुआ

 
इक मुलाकात हुई और फिर मोहब्बत भी हो गयी
परवान यूँ हुई तो दीवानगी बे-आबरू हो आई
गुस्ताख़ी हुई, दरमियाँ-ए-इश्क़ क़ुबूल हो गयी
अकस्माक एक दिन रास्ते यूँ बदल गये
वैसे तो यूँ अच्छा ही हुआ
 
रास्ते बदले तो ना फिर सामना हुआ
ना सामना हुआ, ना मुलाक़ात हुई
अरसा ही हो गया तुझे देखे
ना गुफ्तगू हुई ना कभी फिर तेरी बात सुनी
वैसे तो यूँ अच्छा ही हुआ
 
सपने देखे थे संग आशियाना बनाने के
जो रास्ते बदले तो सपने रह गये
टटोले हमने, देखने के लिए अगर कुछ बचा है इनमें
पर तेरे वादों की तरह खाली ही मिले
वैसे तो यूँ अच्छा ही हुआ
 
हाथ थामें, पगडंडियाँबदल गयी
साथी बदले, बातें भी बदल ही गयी
अच्छा हुआ जो तुम्हारे सपने भी बदल ही गये
तुम पूरा करते मेरे बिना तो खलता कहीं
वैसे तो यूँ अच्छा ही हुआ
 
ना तू है ना है रुसवाई तेरी
ना है मोहब्बत ना बेवफ़ाई तेरी
ना है वो जन्नत कहीं जो कहता था हमारी होगी
ना ही वो झूठ की खुदाई तेरी
वैसे तो यूँ अच्छा ही हुआ

वक़्त मिला तो सोचेंगे 

कभी वक़्त मिला तो सोचेंगे, इश्क़ समझ आये ना आये
तू क्यों है ऐसा जैसा तू है, कभी वक़्त मिला तो सोचेंगे

क्यों हुई मोहब्बत हमें, कभी वक़्त मिला तो सोचेंगे 

अधूरे लफ़्ज़ों के वो टूटे बंधन, बिन बोले आँखों से तेरा कुछ कह जाना 

क्या कशिश थी तेरे दीदार भर में, कभी वक़्त मिला तो सोचेंगे 

लम्हे तन्हाई के भी अच्छे लगते थे, इंतज़ार की घड़ियाँ बस यूँ ही बिता देना 

क्या नशा था वो एक लम्हे की मुलाक़ात में, कभी वक़्त मिला तो सोचेंगे 

अच्छा लगता था तुझसे बातें करना, तेरे इक इक अलफ़ाज़ पे जान निसार करना 

क्या जादू था तेरे लबों की एक मुस्कराहट में, कभी वक़्त मिला तो सोचेंगे 

जाग के रात को निहारना, सपनों में ही तुझे पा जाना 

क्या ख़ुशी थी तेरे हो जाने में, कभी वक़्त मिला तो सोचेंगे 

क्यों तू अच्छा लगता है, कभी वक़्त मिला तो सोचेंगे

A Delusion!!

I’m dreaming of something,

     Something, 

              that is,

                   may be,

                        just impossible.
Running after it,

       Chasing it,

               mindlessly.
I did not look,

       At Broken Hearts,

                or may be Surprises.
I was busy,

        waiting,

              for the guy,

                    who would come,

Happiness,

        he would bring.
I did not realize,

       that, 

            he might be waiting,

                 as well,
for his happiness,

      for his girl,

            for his dream!!!!

Taken from an old Blog Post: Delusion Friday 22 Oct 2010

Erotus- it’s unique!!

There is this fragrance that brings inside you a sensation, it makes you feel that thrill. 

Its not your fault. No money can buy that smell of your lifetime. Nobody can give you that happiness as that scent. No one but that one particular person or thing could make you feel so good. 

And you love it beyond everything. There is this one word which makes you dance beautifully on that tune which plays in your ears. That voice is such that you want to hear it again and again. Praying that somebody puts it on an infinite loop and you can keep hearing that forever. 

It can be a rumble, can be the chirping of a bird, can be a tune or anything or it can be a person calling your name or your nickname. There is this touch that is just nothing but memorable. Once in a lifetime types. The touch makes you feel the safest on this earth, tells you that you are never alone. Assuring you that nobody can harm you, nothing can ever scare you. You are sure you will never fall. 

There is this moment, the most special moment of your life which you can not forget, the moment which takes your breath away just to tell you are still alive, living the most beautiful times. 

Those moments steal every part of your life to give it the colors of the rainbow. The sky is not just blue. The clouds form shapes that only a word like bizarre can put forward. 

And there is this one person who makes a difference in your life, to leave it completely different; like never before. And you are left hypnotized by what happens. Sometimes unexplained or explained but the variations that occur henceforth are beyond one’s control. And everything just goes as haphazard. You know everything but you cant speak out. And then as they say, its not a big deal!!!!

Taken from an old Blog Post: Erotus- it’s unique!! 12.10.2010 Tuesday

Virtually Conceded!!

When I look at these walls that bind me,

The dungeons they seem, the inhibitions I see;

The bird fluttering inside the golden cage,

To this lock of matter who will hand over the key?

I collect the pebbles, the thorns and those sea shells,

The years have passed by from the times when I started drowning in these wells;

Hurt by my own prejudices, smiling onto those urchins,

Love will find its own way, the mother angel tells. 

The sky seems unreachable and so is the top of that distant mountain,

Going deep into mines, who assured there won’t be a  stain;

Lurching after that happiness, scratching those wounds,

In this run for life, I’ve forgotten me dancing in the rain.

The darkness prevailing, night shadowing, no source of light,

My eyes blurred, when will the dreamland be back in sight;

The drinks pouring in, amazed at who is unconscious,

The weird surroundings, mesmerized, when will the dulls be again Bright??

 

Taken from an old Blog post http://aggarwal-ana.blogspot.com/2010/10/virtually-conceded.html dated 14.10.2010

ERRing

 

Why is life so entangled? How much time it takes to admit you are wrong?

How many roads do you need to travel before deciding onto which is the right path?

How many years to choose your line of action?

How many mistakes are to be committed before being right?

How many years of commitment are needed before accepting you were hopelessly in love with that special someone?

How many betrayals, cheats?

How many errs?

And how much love you want in your life to come out of that feeling of being cheated?

How many friends so as to convince yourself that you are not alone?

How many reasons are required to smile back?

How many split seconds are asked for to define that moment of a lifetime?

What life tried to teach is always different from what you learn.

Who is to be blamed on that account?

The life, the lesson or the person.

Signing off with so many questions whose answers are yet to be found for the life!!!!!!!

 

Taken from an old Blog http://aggarwal-ana.blogspot.com/2010/10/erring.html dated 17.10.2010