है छोटी-सी उड़ान, यह चलती-फिरती ज़िन्दगी,
सागर से गहरी, आसमान से ऊँची — कुछ लफ़्ज़ों की ज़िन्दगी।
किसी की चाहत की, किसी की मुस्कुराहट की हस्ती — यह ज़िन्दगी,
रंग बदलती, सुरों में सजती, नन्ही-सी ज़िन्दगी।
Author: Abhey Gupta
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ज़िन्दगी
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The Girl
She has the most charming smile in my life,
and how, with her eyes, she rules my heart;
without uttering a single word, she owns my everything —
she is the girl I love most in the world.She is no magician, and no player,
and she doesn’t even know the world of hate;
how a single touch of hers is enough to complete me —
she is the girl I have always desired.She holds me in her caress and warmth,
and calls me mad in her charm;
but I know what she feels for me,
and how, every second, she misses me —
she is the only girl I hold in my heart.With just one kiss, she can lift me into heaven,
and with one smile, out of sadness;
she knows it all, yet loves to hear it from me again —
she is the girl I never want to lose in my life. -
Crowd Has Many Faces
I am someone’s lover,
and bereft of another;
I am a teller of truth,
and an edge of sham.I am a crowd of people,
yet aware of none;
I am a dream to people,
and a nightmare to the lonely.I am a hunger and a sorrow,
starving for my desires;
I am a hope and an agony,
and the pretender of life.I am the part of a few mornings,
but in lieu of some mourning;
I renounce the grimaces —
yet still, the crowd has many faces. -
ख़ामोश नज़र
जब वो ख़ामोश नज़र से मुझे देखती है,
कुछ कहते-कहते न जाने कहाँ खो जाती है।जब मैं उससे नज़रें मिलाकर कहता हूँ —
“कुछ तो बात है जो आप बताना चाहती हैं,”झुकी हुई पलकों से वो मुँह मोड़ लेती है,
फिर धीरे से, एक झूठ ही सही, बोल देती है।कुछ कहना होता तो कह देती,
पर न जाने क्यों, यह बात मुझे बेमानी लगती है। -
Best Memoirs
Step over step, as I move further into my life,
I find one name written across my memories.
Winds and floods of troubles passed over you,
yet it stays intact — my finest memory.Someday, somehow, it was meant to be:
that we would meet, and become good friends.
Now, when I pour out my silence,
I always remember you, my friend.In a moment of darkness,
you hold me in your caress;
and in a moment of dullness,
one name draws close to me again.Some of my greatest memories are these —
those little but sweet fights with you,
the whispered words of love,
and how I loved to share my everything with you. -
वो एक मुस्कुराहट
जब कभी मैं ख़ामोश होता हूँ,
किसी दुख के अँधेरे में खो-सा जाता हूँ —
मुझे एक आवाज़, एक हँसी सुनाई देती है:
वो एक तुम्हारी मुस्कुराहट…लगता है, एक आदत-सी हो गई है
मुझे सपनों में गुम हो जाने की —
इसलिए, कि मुझे मिली थी वो ख़ुशी,
शायद वो तुम्हारी एक मुस्कुराहट की…कभी-कभी चेहरों में ढूँढता रहता हूँ,
मिल जाए मुझे फिर वैसी कोई हँसी —
मगर नहीं, कोई मिली अभी तक:
वो एक मुस्कुराहट — जानी-अनजानी — मेरी एक दोस्त की… -
Your Answer
This is for someone I have come to know — someone who has become a part of my world. To give a name to every relationship is difficult, so in the verse below I try to express a few of my untouched memories with that person — without, of course, disclosing her name.
I often say a few words,
but your answer silences my world.
When I stand, sad, in a corner,
your unspoken touch heals me.I set things wrong for myself,
but you correct them, and feel me;
I hide, trying to run from life,
and you come close, and love me.When I ask, “Who am I to you?”
I hear your unanswered, eternal truth.
My friend — do I matter to you?
Your eyes ache just to hear it.I searched for a truth, and for you —
and God gave me both, in you.
And when I call you with my silence,
once again, your answer silences my world… -
I’m Falling Again
I walked past my barriers and flew,
moving through the world I always desired;
slowly it is drawing close to reality,
and I am falling in love with life again.I poured myself deep into a dream,
drank down all the hate, and was left with peace;
this time it is not the same old faith —
and I am falling in love with life again.No longer measuring my needs and pride,
wondering what it all would have been before,
fiery-eyed, and waiting for thee —
and I am falling in love with life again.There is still a way to go, a shore to reach;
loving every second, I live a little more.
I come around alone, but not the same —
and I am falling in love with life again. -
Silence
When peace takes hold of me,
far from anything I desire,
alone, at my very best —
I hear the words of silence.I ask: is this it?
My soul echoes back: live it.
Sitting in the corner, unfelt,
I feel the power of silence.I lay my speech bare,
with a tender flinch;
but something empowered me,
and I found it in a crowd of silence.I am lowered by the feelings,
and settle back into the voyage;
but a charisma is meant to happen —
and I am travelling through peace, in silence. -
I Owe a Change in Me
I tried, and cried, and cried again,
but I never said goodbye;
afraid of losing what I’d already lost,
I kept hoping for one more try.A different way to start the fight,
to seek another exit out;
failing in every single attempt,
I kept recalling my hollow pride.The this, the that, the why, the what —
I made up every excuse;
outside the box, I poured out my lies,
still hoping to keep you by my side.Once, I made a mistake,
and I paid for it a long, long way;
I didn’t find a slope, but hope —
something that might heal my wounds again.I gave it one final try,
until the day I finally realized:
I had hoped, but was never welcomed,
and possession was no medal to win.But a miracle was meant to happen —
to meet someone, and to matter;
and I came through it changed, and now I know —
I owe a change in me.