Karam

Maano Agar purano ko, tujhse pehle ye dharti par aayein, tere attit ka bahi khaata ban tujhko ye apney sang kheench kar laye.

Sang chalet ye tere har dum, reh jayenge bas yahi dharti par, jab tu chorr dega dum.

Karam tera karta kabhi tujhko hairan to kabhi karta tujhko saavdhan.
Soch hai tere jeewan ka teer, or karam iska kamaan.

Soch le karam karne se pehle pyarey, baad main to reh jayega keval parinaam ke saharey.

Hat Karni se pehle sacha mann tujhko karta isharey, fir kyu chalta tu is chalak dimaag ke saharey.

Swarthi hai dimaag ye tera, chaal chalta rehta har dum, jeet par tujhko dega khushi to haar par tujhko dega ghum.

Mann to tera smajhta ik hee vaani, pyar baant duniya main sari, bas isi ka naam zindagani. Jodega tujhko ye kai dilo se, zindagi se tere judengi kai sundar kahani.
Dil or dimaag jab aapas main karte mann maani, murakh sa he bann jata hai wo badaa gyani.

Aese main insaan kis or chaley, dubti naiya ko kese chorr miley.

Guzre jab tu iss daur se , ghatna ko samajh samney waley ki aur se. Mitega andhera duvidha ka, milega tu faesley ki bhor se.

Yaad rakh; karega jo tu, wo laut kar wapis tujh pe aayega, phunk phunk key rakhna kadam nahi to karam par apney tu khud pachtayega.

Sambhal le tu aaj apni soch ko, warna aesa girega ki fir kabhi sambhal na payega. Waqt jo chala gaya abhi, fir laut kar na aayega.

Karta jaa tu aese karam, ki teri har chaal ban jaye dharam, tujh tak aye har ik prani, jiske mann main kabhi aaye koi bharam.

chunoti waqt ki

माना मिटटी की थी इमारत , पर भावनाओ से करी थी उसकी इबादत. नीर तेरे प्रकोप से आज वो डह गई।

छीन लिया तूने उनका बसेरा, अनायास ही बिखेरा उनके जीवन मैं अँधेरा, निश्चय उनका देगा चुनॊती तुझे, फिर ले आयेंगे वो उज्जवल सवेरा।

उस आशियाने मैं बिताये थे उन्होने कई पल, सुहाने थे कई, और कुछ थे मुश्किलों भरे, शामिल होता था परिवार सारा निकालने को हल।

बहा चला तू उन जिंदगियो को, लाशो से भर गया है जल।

रूकती कहा है ज़िन्दगी, रफ़्तार धीमी हो जाये चाहे, अपना लेगी इन परिस्थितियों को, नए रूप में जाएगी ढल।

तमाशबीन है ये दुनिया तुम्हे मनोरंजन का बना देंगे सोत्र, मतलबी ये नेता सारे मदद करने से पहले पूछेंगे तुम्हारा गोत्र।

फसना न तुम इनके जाल मैं, न तुम न हैवान बनना, कठिन दिखे ये राह जितनी तुम इक मज़बूत इंसान बनना।

खोया है कईयों ने बचपन तो कई खो के साथी जीवन का, अकेले चढ़ रहे है उम्र की सीढ़ी पचपन।

खोये हुए अपनों की यादों मैं डूब तुम कुछ न पाओगे, जब जब लौटोगे तुम उस समय में, बेबसी के हाथो वक़्त तुमको हराएगा. खो दोगे फिर तुम चैन आज का , इक लम्हा भी न तुमसे जाएगा।

डूब गए कई खून के रिश्ते, भावनाओ के इस अत्याचार से कांपे है फ़रिशते।

सहानुभूति के सहारे जियोगे कब तक, आंसुओ के आगे हमेशा खुद को कमजोर पाओगे, मुस्कुराने को न कहती तुम्हे, पर हिम्मत जुटा, आत्म विश्वास बना तुम्हारा लड़ के जीने का वादा ही तुम्हें नयी ज़िन्दगी दिलाएगा।

What is LOVE?

I thought it was just an emotion, life without it seems to lack motion, I thought it’s a part of our daily action, but I am forced to define it after your reaction.

Is it a state of mind and heart of the one who express; or state of mind of the person at receiving end that causes stress? Its conflicts of thought process of two different humans that create mess. My mind was clear and so was heart, then what was it that put us apart.
Your unconditional care for persons strange widened my horizon of giving care, it defined loves new range.

I expressed that love with intentions pure, the way you acknowledge others difficulty and help them cure. They meant only healing, and not emotions dealing.

We talk of modern outlook and our thinking is so narrow, the moment we think of emotions that big flying bird becomes a sparrow.
I just acknowledged your care; it was only fare, than how did my reactions become your night mare. Universe works on law of attraction and elderly always say, you reap what you sow; if I returned you back the care, what was there to throw?

Your fears were in built, you made me feel the guilt, I am just a human who got addicted to care, because it’s difficult to find humans with pure heart and you were one of the rare.

I didn’t lay any expectations; you created your own imaginations. I took moments of friendship as Gods lovely creation.

Yes I became a little greedy, and acted as a needy, but who do I blame; destiny or my thought, I had my own fear because life is so short. Time is on purchase and you select moments that you want to live, our choices our self-bought.

It’s our expectations from our decisions that make us act, and the scare of failures that make us react.

Being listened and acknowledged is all any human wants, we all our built of emotions, they come without any notions. Handling them is an art I am yet to learn, I mix them all and leave them to churn.

Sometimes it’s the miss understandings with your dear ones that build up new understandings of self, You get to know what all life has to offer you and what you choose to decorate on your shelf.

Love is not only what any girl and boy share; it also is a form of respect and care.

Like a sibling loves other, a kid is loved by mother, I LOVE you my friend of life you are just not a person another.

I want to share it all with you, all my happiness and sorrows first, beauty of nature and life’s dust. And to develop a new understanding, miss understandings are must :p

You were right when you said things change and are never the same, but I was equally right when I said, it’s in our hand they can be changed to worst from present or more beautiful from today.

I might not always be sensible enough and not always act mature; there is a kid in me that wake up some odd day and seeks attention galore but all I would say is that my intentions are pure.

You are the one with whom I would want to share my latest crush, or say; oops I was so hungry, I had my breakfast before I brush. You got to be my best man on my marriage; you have no choice all my wishes are by default on your carriage.

These moments of stupidity were like walking bare foot under the sun for miles, no stress any more I only wants smiles.

Manisha Dawar

Zindagi

Manzil kaha is safar ki, anjaane rasto main dikhti hai zindagi, Dhundha isko sawalo main, dub ke dekh liya khayalo main, par achanak bezuban key ankahein shabdo main mili zindagi.

Awaaz thi gunjati har kahi, kuch lagti galat to kuch lagti thi sahi, fir achanak ansuni unn awaazo main khilkarti suni Zindagi.

Dekha yu to Rango ko, Zamane ke badalte dhang ko, uthti bethti umango ko, par kab pata tha Andherey ke rang main dikhegi Zindagi.

Dekhi har Kadam par nai chaal, jaaney kitney hoshiyar bunte jaal, Par mand se chal rahe uss dimaag ki masumiyat main dikhi Zindagi.

Daudta rehta har koi, pahunchta ik dagar, mudd ke dekhta fir kahi, is bhag daud main khoyi, aaj achanak dhimi chaal main dikhi Zindagi.

Har insaan kitne kartab dikhata, ungaliyo par is duniya ko nachata, to koi inse kala dikhata, Ginni chuni unn ungaliyo se jadu bikherti dikhi Zindagi.

Dhundtey firte badi ghatnao main chotey chotey palo main hai Zindagi, jo kho diya uskey gum main nahi jo paya uski khushi main Jeena hai Zindagi.

Mahal ke khali kamro main nahi, kamro main takratey vyangyo main hai zindagi.
Madhushaley ki andheri galiyo main nahi, ujwal sadko par dosto sang vartalaap karti hai Zindagi.
Shor machati awaaze nahin, Surila Saaz hai Zindagi.
Bujho to ik paheli, Samjho to Jawaab hai Zindagi.
Bayaan karu kya isey or shabdo main, padh kar isey jo tujhe mehsus hua bas usi ka naam hai zindagi.

Copyright Manisha Dawar

21^st June 2013

Companion

 

Passing by the years, I have lost all my fears; we have shared it all; smiles and tears.

Was it play of Destiny that bought us along, or just the right decision of our parents, that resulted in marriage prolong.

When I first met you, everything was so new, questions were many but answers were few. There wasn’t rain of love, but emotions like dew.

We spoke with care, discussions were rare. It started with trust and understanding with nothing else to spare.

When we first became friends, our life followed new trends, we were surprised to see melody of our thoughts; how easily it blends.

We were in no hurry, there was lifetime ahead, and there is nothing to worry. We learnt positives of our differences, negatives were too burry.

Then came that moment from where we rose in LOVE, holding each-others hands, understanding promises unsaid we secured them with trusts glove.

They were of course moments of Pain, when everything looked insane. Just the togetherness of us poured everything in drain.

Passing the test of time, we touched each other’s soul, and then is when our family became whole. Pillars of our dreams touched pole to pole.

Their came new responsibilities to test our ability, mistakes that we made were more to learn and less to feel guilty.

As years passed by there is nothing to regret, every new challenge looks like a new fret, and there is nothing to lose only experiences to get.

It’s our mutual sacrifice that made home paradise, since we never blamed each other, there is nothing to disguise.

Our grown up kids, our age years above mid’s, time to look into jackpot again, check what destiny bids.

Has come the age to retire, to fulfill our desire, stress of our life; is now all to fire. Whatever life offers, only peace to hire.

Our kids are all married, busy in their new play, when they miss us a lot they call us to stay. We go running to them without any delay.

When grand children come running and open the door, life becomes greedy and asks for years some more. Let’s play new innings, touch new heights and build up new score.

© Manisha Dawar

Pitritv

Papa Papa Shorr Machau, Saarey Ghar ko apney sir pe uthau, Par Daras tera Kahi na Pau. Karke Band wo namm Palkkey Teri yaadon main kho Jau.

Dubu jab gehri Soch main, ehsaas hota hai maa he nahi bacha to pita ki bhi godd main hai palta.
Maa jaese he suanti lori, Pita Bahaduri ki kahaaniya sunaata. Maa prem se rotey bachey ko sambhalti to pita chutkule suna bachey ko hasaata.

Maa to rakhti hai komalta se nanhe balak ko sambhal kar, Pita Dridta se usi bachey ko hawaa main detaa uchaal. Kabhi socha hai kya kyu rota nahi wo nanha baalak? Vishwaas hai usey unn bazuo pe. lagta hai usko ye khel, nahi koi chaal.

Maa agar ungli pakkad chalna sikhati, to pita pehla do pahiya chalaana sikhata. Chodkar achanak wo teri cycle tujhme aatmvishwaas jugaata.
Maa apney hatho se nanhe nivaley todd tujhko khilati, to pita haath main churi kaante thumaata.
Karta nahi wo shuk bachey ki kabiliyat pe, kehta hai vishwaas se, mere bache ko sab kuch hai aata.

Girta jab wo nanha balak maa ki ankhain bhar aati, pita kadak aawaz main bolta; chal uth fir se daud lugaa, tu hai mera nanhaa sipahi.

Baalak ko parishram kartey dekh maa hai pighalti, to parinaam dekh pita garv se chaati phulata, dekho mera khun hai ye, garv se apney sab doston ko batata.

Maa jaese deti sanskaar, pita dikhata duniya ke atyaachar. Sikhata tujhko mazbut banna, kehta hai bhavnao ka yaha nahi koi vyaapar.

Beta jab pita ke kandho se kandha milaata, baap bête ka rishta bhul pita usey apna Jodi daar banaata. Maa ke ladle balak ko ek sakaratmak purush banaata.

Maa ki mamta ka to jaap karte har dum, aaj Prakat karo pita ka bhi aabhar.


© Manisha Dawar

The Monsoon Ride

As I fly IndiGo in the Indigo sky. I enjoy the monsoon ride, Though it promises you a bumpy ride but it has a surprise package folded in its white snowy blanket. It has a city packed in it; a moving city. A city that has a beautiful ambience of a silver floor and golden lime light, the ambience looks even beautiful with amber light which can be seen in sunset and sunrise. the city welcomes many guests like us but just to pass by and recall that we have long forgotten; the beauty of nature, the creativity is what it charges from you; as a fee to enter the city to read it. While it helps you recall the fog of winters as you pass by one of the clouds it also promises you to realise how fast are you moving in the sky. It has its on crust as that of earth some delicate thin blankets of clouds, some uneven surfaces like plateau. You could also see the mountain of clouds as you see the infinite. Don't forget to notice the oceans in air and the gaps that are left behind in sky which look like a lake/river/pond. The blue of sky playing the role of water and the moving clouds like a froth to it. When the sun sets and it starts getting dark you would see the Lava spreading from between the clouds. You could also see a pond of cloud swith sun reflecting into it. If you are lucky enough to fly over the ocean you would feel delighted with two of them with one on below you and one above. The fun is all the same no matter you get a window seat or not as long as you to see through it. So pack your bags on time, before the monsoon flies away, to experience it through your eyes and your imagination. Because ON TIME IS A WONDERFUL THING!!!...


© Manisha Dawar