Teri muskaan me, meri raahat ke kuch raaz hai;
Kaash yehi raahat milti rahe, … kuch aur der takk!
Aaj is sheher ki raat, hai buss tujh-se hi roshan;
Kaash ye raat chalti rahe, … kuch aur der takk!
Lafzon ko bhulkar, tera ‘nazron’ se baate karna;
Kaash ye nazar kaayam rahe, … kuch aur der takk!
Raaton ko badi der tak, buss teri khayalo me rehna;
Kaash yoon hi hum jagte rahe, … kuch aur der takk!
Mere thandey haatho ko, tera apne haathon se malna;
Kaash ye thandd bani rahe, … kuch aur der takk!
Milnaa, sambhalnaa, bigadnaa, muskuraana;
Kaash ye silsila chalta rahe, … kuch aur der takk!
Haan, apni mulaqaat, thi buss chand palon ki hi;
Kaash ke wo pal phir laute, … kuch aur der takk!
~ Rups ~ 25th February 2008
Tere kareeb hone par, duniya ka thamna yaad hai;
Kaash sabkuch phir tham jaaye…… kuch aur der takk!
A poolside table awaited us,
So did the best service in town;
& shortly, it was just two of us,
So elated we felt, when we found!
Chosen music & special cocktail
‘Especially’ picked for us;
Exquisite pasta to casually munch,
And Ah! That was delicious!
Chauffeur driven car at night,
Breezing thru enticing city lights;
He opened the door, holding my hand,
to a luxury lounge across the sand!
We talked, laughed & danced all night,
Hand-in-hand till the daybreak sight;
He, the ‘charming’ – as now, I say –
Made me feel like a princess for the day!!!
So, that’s how ‘pampering’ works?
Or should I think beyond?
The music may be loud around,
But I’m still in your ‘sigh’,
The smoke may cloud around,
But your aura on me is still high!
People around me don’t matter,
They’d come & they’d go;
But even if I won’t disclose
“You” are the only one I wanna know!!
Don’t ask “what’s the color of Valentine?”
For it’s always Red …
Don’t recheck if I’d love you…
The answer is “Yes”, till I’m dead!
~ Rups ~ 14th February 2008,
Fusion Lounge, Bangalore
न ‘तड़प’ से वास्ता था,
और न ही ‘चाहतो’ से;
धड़कने भी थी मद्धम –
बस, एक साल पहले …
न रातो को जागते थे,
न दर्द ये होते थे,
न तन्हाई से थी नफ़रत,
बस, एक साल पहले …
न ताकते थे रास्ते,
हम किसीके वास्ते;
न दील टूटता था –
बस, एक साल पहले …
न ख्वाब देखते थे,
न इंतेज़ार करते थे,
न ‘करिश्मे’ की थी हसरत –
बस, एक साल पहले …
न जीने का था शौक,
और ना ही थी ज़रूरत,
न ज़िंदगी से थे वाकीफ़ –
बस, एक साल पहले …
‘वजूद’ को मीला एक चेहरा,
‘चाहत’ को मीला एक नाम,
सीर्फ साल-भर की ज़िंदगी मीली –
बस, एक साल पहले …
बस, एक साल पहले …
~ Rups ~ 28th January 2008 ~ Bangalore
Last year, This Day, This time !!!
One year of Life, the Only year with Life?
I’m here… but one can’t see me!
I’m talking … but one can’t hear me!
I’m holding hands… but one can’t feel me!
I guess I’m Alive… but one can’t believe me!
~ Rups ~
20th Jan 2008, 12:26 am
By the end of an usual day,
A usual day without you,
Pondering on my recent past,
The recent past with you…
Unfolding the memories
Carefully and discreetly,
Revisiting the lost moments
Which we shared silently…
Peaceful makeup after small fights …
Our long walks & those bike rides,
Silly challenges & changing sides,
Stealing a glance even across a mile,
Exchanging a quick secret smile…
Keeping away, just to get-together,
Saying sometimes: ‘Oh! Pl don’t bother’
Preparing tea & cooking meals,
Kissing n telling how it feels…
Your eyes seemed so honest…
So did your unspoken words!
And now I need to say this…
Even if it may hurt…
"No, I don’t miss you!
& believe me it’s true…
‘Cos I miss your LIES-
more than I miss you…"
~Rups~
16th January 208 @ 203,
Love the Love!
‘U can be in love with anyone:
A man, A Woman,
A Friend, A family member,
Your husband, Your wife,
Your boyfriend, Your girlfriend,
A kid, An old person,
A thought, An image,
Your God … or … Yourself
(& List goes on…)
[*Object of love* in the following can be replaced with anything quoted (or not quoted) above]
[*Lovers* in the following article can be taken for anyone who has experienced love]
Remember, the first time you felt the butterflies in stomach?
Remember the first intense heart beat & the missed beat?
Remember, the ‘trance’ which u feel at times?
Remember your First Kiss?
I bet you would, if you were touched by the ‘out-of-body’ experience… “A Platonic Love”!
I, especially LOVE the concept of LOVE.
For, there’s no other human emotion better than this!
And I, especially, adore the LOVERS.
For, they practically are unable to ‘hate’ anything/anyone.
Why? It’s simple…
When I’m in love; 90% of my free time is occupied with just one thing:
“LOVE”
This 90% may either consist of thoughts about my ‘object of love’
Or thoughts about my intense love for that object.
Rest 10% can be considered as thoughts other than love.
But certainly not Hatred!
For e.g. this 10% can be my thoughts over my last fight with him/her.
Or about anything that has unsettled the harmony of love.
But if u watch closely, it all boils down to –
Making my experience better. .. the experience of ‘love’.
Moreover, those in love wouldn’t like to harm anyone.
They’d generally always seek harmony.
Love elates you, it takes you to a trance by choice;
Love purifies you, it clears you of worldly negativities;
Love rejuvenates you, for you start loving yourself too;
Love is all it takes, to bring you back to life….!!!
~ Rups ~
4th January 2008; 203,
Abbtalak Quaatil ka sajdaa
kartey aaye hai…
Aur waqt-e-qatl pe bhi
hum muskuraaye hai;
Magar ye jaankar ki usney
sazaa-e-zindagi de di…
Bahot tootey, Bahot tootey !!!
Mohabbat thi, Mohabbat ki –
tumhi ne di ijaazat thi;
Uss mohabbat ke dhalne par...
Bahot tootey, Bahot tootey !!!
Shab-e-Sohbat ki thi barkat,
tumhe bhi thi meri chaahat;
Wo sohbat bann gayi jo rukhsat,
Bahot tootey, Bahot tootey !!!
Tere darwaaze pe aakar bhi
De na paaye they dastakk;
Teri thokar ko karkey yaad
Bahot tootey, bahot tootey !!!
~ Rups ~ 9th December 2007, Bangalore
"Zindagi tab bhi thi qaayam,
Zindagi abb bhi hai qaayam,
Jaankar isee haqeeqat ko –
Bahot tootey, bahot tootey!!!"
Dinnbhar uskaa zikr hua; Dinnbhar uskii yaad ayee;
Raat ki jabb baat chidii; Phir useeki yaad ayee!
Abb nashaa hua hai toh; Phir useeki yaad ayee!!
Mehfill me harr ghazal; usiipe humne farmayee;
Jo tanhai me ro diye; toh Phir useeki yaad ayee!!
Haan ashq bhi hai bahaaye, waqt-e-ishtiyaaq mein;
Lekin har ek muskaan ke saath, phir useeki yaad ayee!!
Uskii har ek tasweer ko; hum dafnaa aaye the magar;
Aeeney me khud se nazar huei; toh Phir useeki yaad ayee!!
Paagal dhadkane umr-bhar, usey pukaarti rahi magar;
Abb saanse rukk chali hai toh, phir useeki yaad ayee!!
Is tadap ka us patthar pe – asar ho jaaye;
Hum rahe khamosh par usey – khabar ho jaye;
Ho sakey agar toh kuch aisa – manzar ho jaye;
Wo uthaye palkein apni to humse – nazar ho jaye!!
