रात की बेचैनी, सुबह का सुकून हो;
सर्दी की गर्मी, गर्मी की सर्दी हो।
पहर-दोपहर, फिर ढलते सूरज का नूर हो;
ख़याल-ओ-ख़्याली की कशिश हो।
कुछ पाने की, कुछ खोने की तलब हो;
हो तो जाने की, न हो तो आने की बेचैनी हो।
तुम ही हो…
Tag: Love
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तुम ही हो…
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To My Little One
I dream of you every single day;
your smile lights up my world in the gentlest way.
No one could be prouder than I am of you —
my kiddo, in all you do, I find a joy so true.So many times, I wanted to stay,
when you said, “Dada, don’t go away.”
I wished to pause the world outside,
just to sit with you, and be by your side.So often, I longed to leave it all behind,
to listen to your stories — unhurried, unlined.
There’s so much I want to say and share,
about the love I hold, beyond compare.I could guard you fiercely at every turn,
shield you from pain, from lessons you’ll learn.
But my dream is deeper, my wish is true:
to see you stumble, rise, and push through.One day, when I’m no longer near,
I want you to stand tall, without fear.
Cry if you must, then wipe your tears —
and face the world, my love, beyond your years. -
दिल-ए-मजबूरी
तेरी आरज़ू की कैसी ये ख़लिश है —
तुझसे मिलकर भी जुदा हूँ,
तुझसे दूर रहकर भी ख़फ़ा हूँ।वक़्त-ए-तकलीफ़ के तराज़ू में
तौलूँ भी कैसे ये जुस्तजू?
तकलीफ़ तो क़िस्मत की है —
दिल की क्या ग़लती?पर दिल-ए-मजबूरी तो तुम ही हो…
और तुम ही रहोगे। -
जहाँ हम कभी मिलते थे
खो गया हूँ मैं कहीं इन वादियों में;
ऐसा बता देना, दो-चार लोग पूछें तो —
तुम, और तुम्हारे लिए ही बता रहा हूँ:
मिलूँगा मैं वहीं, जहाँ हम कभी मिलते थे… -
A Whisper on the Wind
In twilight’s gentle glow, I wander near the edge,
where whispers of the evening to the night do pledge.
A path of shadows lengthens, drawing me away,
into the heart of distance, where memories lay.The echoes of our laughter, like whispers in the breeze,
will linger in the silence, entwined in twilight’s ease.
The sky, a silent witness to the stories left behind,
holds the hues of moments that in my heart unwind.Though words may fade to silence in the distance vast,
the threads of our connection in my soul are cast.
With every step that carries me beyond our shared embrace,
know that I’ll miss the haven of our familiar place.The stars will speak in whispers, the moon in knowing sighs,
of all the warmth and wonder that within your spirit lies.
And though the road may take me where I can’t return,
the glow of what we cherished in my heart will burn. -
महफ़िल में तन्हा
तेरे चेहरे को देख-देख,
यूँ ही हँसते-हँसाते रहे,
तुझे पता भी ना था,
किसी किनारे हम भी बैठे थे।
तेरे मेरे बीच के दरमियाँ से
कहे भी तो क्या बेकार में,
तुम पूछती तो कुछ कहते, लेकिन
महफ़िल में तन्हा तो हम ही थे… -
काश बता पाते
काश बता पाते तुम्हें,
इतना ही जता पाते,
चाहते ना चाहते समझाते बुझाते,
कितनी मोहब्बत करने लगे हैं।
रोज़ एक नई उम्मीद सी उमड़ती हो,
थोड़ा प्यार देती तो बगीचा ही बन जाते,
पहले शब्द नहीं अक्स बतलाते,
समझ जाती नहीं तो आंखों में दिखाते।
एक दिन झुकी नजरों को देखोगी,
सोचा था खुद ही समझ जाओगी,
आजकल तुम्हें देखती भी नहीं,
खैर छोड़ो, अब जान लो…
कितनी मोहब्बत करने लगे हैं तुमसे… -
Special Is You
Today, I woke up with you beside me. I didn’t notice anything unusual; I didn’t feel anything special. Then you reminded me — it’s the 12th of August, our sixth-month anniversary.
Oh god, I forgot it.
Then I thought: how, and why? And now I know why — because with you, my every day is so special that I don’t feel anything “special” today. Special is you, to me — not a date. Special is your smile, not just a reminder.
You are so special that I want to do everything for you. I didn’t feel anything unusual, because you are so usual to me; it is unusual, to me, that I am with you at all. Often, when you sleep, I lie by your side and watch you — and trust me, every time, I think of just one thing: that I am so lucky to have you. You are so unusual that I am still not sure how I got you.
Babu, I love you.
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Most Are About You
I am a thunder of thoughts:
some are worrying me,
a few are caressing me,
but most are about you…I am a sea of tides:
some are touching me,
a few are off-shoring me,
but most are calling me toward you…I am a wind of swifts:
some are drifting me apart,
some are depriving me of you,
but most are sweeping me to you…I am the one of many things:
some I want to say to you,
some I want to be understood,
but most I want to hear from you…I am just a word in the dictionary:
some are about love,
some are about hate,
but most, for me, are about you. -
Happy New Year, My Love
We are welcoming a new year, carrying so many beautiful memories of the last — and I am lucky enough to have one memory that will stay with me forever; and, as lovers say, till the end: you.
Last year, on the same date, around the same time, I happened to be with my friends in Goa. While everyone was busy in drunken talk, I was looking at the waves on Baga beach. For a moment, I was filled with loneliness and solitude — but then your smile came across my thoughts, and I was calm, like the sea after the waves.
The year 2015 gave me so much — so many memories — but the one I just told you will always be with me. We had many quarrels, and each one taught me one and only thing: that I can’t live without you. We made many important decisions of our life this year — telling each other’s parents, getting married, and being ready to do every small thing for it. I scared you many times with my anger, and I am hopefully looking to fix that in the coming year, for us.
I am certainly not a very expressive person, but I will do everything for our small family — and for our extended family as well. I am not making any resolution this year, because I am very bad at keeping them; but I want to promise you one thing: I will put in every effort, for us. And I am looking forward to my most beautiful year, 2016 — because I am marrying you this year.
I don’t express myself very often this way, but one of the many things you have improved in me, is this.
Happy New Year, my love. I love you.
I will embrace everything of yours — love or hate, care or anger, passion or quiet.
I don’t love you only when you are loving, and caring, and sweet;
I love you for everything:
your angry face — I just want to tease you;
your sad face — I just want to hug you;
your tense face — well, you know.You are not something to me — you are everything.
The farther I see you, the more I yearn for you;
the closer I am with you, the more I fear losing you;
an estranged desire to have you,
and the little things I do to make you mine.
The way I dream about you, the more I feel you;
close or far, whatever you are,
I imagine you mine, even more —
and in the little things I do for love, I love you more.