Thursday, November 14, 2013

Adieu God!

So there it is, the beginning of the end of a million childhoods..This probably would be the last children's day for a lot of us.After this day we will become old men.. men reminiscing old days when Sachin played, days when Sachin scored a hundred, days when Sachin demolished the attacks of Akhtars, Akrams, Warnes and Donalds,days when Sachin brought the whole country together,days when crowds gathered at the shops showing live cricket jamming the streets, days when power corporation employees were beaten coz of a power cut during Sachin's innings,days when we missed school to see Sachin bat..  days when Sachin guided India to victory..Happy last children's day to all of the ones who have grown up seeing Sachin the ones who at some point of their lives have said "main bada hoke Sachin Tendulkar banunga!!!"...

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Goa A Potpourri of romance..

Everything in Goa has a certain casualness about it, the people, the markets and even the buildings and architecture; all of them seem to merge into a drunken medley of ease, calm and comfort.
Be it the roads running between the palm trees that seems to meet the ocean at the horizon or the cool sands at its innumerable shores, everything offers a sense of serenity and harmony.
The somber quiet of centuries old churches, the maddening hubbub of the clubs, the intoxicating aromas of the pubs or the diners offering delectable cuisines from across the world, Goa offers an assortment of delights to all irrespective of their age, gender or idiosyncrasies.
It is a delight to be here, to experience happiness, fulfillment & contentment. A place to wear off your worries, a place to find joy, a place to find peace…
I came here mourning the death of a friend but as I go back I have a smile on my face as I hum a song I heard last night in a pub “Give me hope Jo’anna , hope hope Jo’anna, give me hope……….”.

Saturday, September 29, 2012


देखा जो खिड़की के बाहर, पाया आज फिर वही रात है,
फिर वही बरसात , फिर वही जज़्बात है |

ज़िन्दगी ले आई आज फिर उसी राह पे मुझे,
बस जो न मिल पाया वो तेरा साथ है |

मौसम बदला, बदली ये फ़िज़ाए,
पर ये हाथ ढूढंता आज भी तेरा हाथ है |

फिर तो हज़ार कोशिशें करके भी ना आ पाए उतने करीब  हम,
अब तो बस ये भटकती यादें ही तेरे प्यार की सौगात है |

देखा जो खिड़की के बाहर, पाया आज फिर वही रात है,
फिर वही बरसात , फिर वही जज़्बात है ,
मीलों हैं फासले दरमियाँ में अब तो,
हाँ ये हाथ ढूंढता आज भी तेरा ही हाथ है..

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Musings of a jobless soul #2

Wish u were here
to heal the bruised soul
to comfort my being
to listen the heartsongs unroll

Wish u were here
to offer me your hand
to give me a touch
to help me stand

Wish u were here
to wipe away my tears
to hold my chin high
to placate all my fears

Wish u were here
to help me survive
to protect my spirit
to give me life when I don't feel alive

Wish u were here...

Musings of a jobless soul

Since I am not writing anything new these days, just thought of putting up some old pieces of shite I wrote..

This one was in december 2011.. I named this one as "the musings of a debarred jobless soul"

So many times it hits your nerve,
as life comes to a slowdown
approaching all bends and curve
You greet your dear ones
trying hard to keep reserve
And you leave them guessing
the cause behind this swerve,
You struggle through the journey
lacking the necessary verve
then you turn around the path
take a deep look and observe
this is where you are
is this really what you deserve??

Sunday, May 6, 2012

To be painted on a truck's ass..

Rickshaw wala shayari

बीमारी का माखोल सा बन गया हमारी,
मज़मा लग गया तीमारदारों का,
अब इन नादानों को कौन ये समझाए,
इश्क की कोई दवा नहीं, इश्क की कोई दुआ नहीं!!!

and another two liner

गम-ए-मोहब्बत की क्या उम्दा मिसाल हम बन गए,
 जो जी पाए तो कभी नहीं ब-खुदा मरते रोज़ रोज़ गए..

Monday, February 20, 2012


दास्तान-ए-इश्क की क्या कैफियत है क्या बयां  करें .
पीते थे जिसे भुलाने के लिए आज उसी ने ना पीने की कसम दे दी..