You and life...

who are you?
you are not ubiquitous
you are unique in this endless world
you are not a mere copy
you were born an original in this serene universe

dont brood over the mistakes that you have committed
just dwell upon the services that you have rendered
dont brood over the faults that you can find with others
just dwell upon their well being and that's what really matters

dont brood over the woes that lie behind
just dwell on the happiness that you have conquered
dont brood over the treasures that u have failed to find
just dwell on the pleasures that you have inferred

people might forget your deeds
people might forget your words
but it is highly impossible
to forget your feelings for them

the path to the success is not straight
the endeavour required is not simple
you find a curve called confusion
you find a loop called tension
you find a fear called illusion
you find a thorn called demolition
but you too find a hope called belief
you too find a thread called perseverance
you too find an impetus called almighty
all these lead to a paradise called success!!!!

An analogous portrait

The colourful birdies on the trees
the moist dew drops on the leaves
the innocent fishes in the ponds
the soothing breezes in the dawn
all these sprawl a lustre on the divine earth

the lush green fields
the greenish blue gorges
the spurt of the gurgling river
the balmy and cosy sunlight
all these portray a scene of placidity and delight

but...
all of a sudden, a cloud of rain
peeks out of the sky so pure
causing sheer darkness
and driving away all the lure

the wind starts blowing
the storm starts growing
the river starts surging
the greenery starts deteriorating

where is the balmy sunlight?
where are the lush green fields?
where are the scenic gorges?
where are the soothing breezes?

are all these indications of a never coming golden sunlight?
are all these depictions of a never yielding lush green field?
does the frenetic storm never end?

this is not just the portrait of a paradox scenery
where you find a bright sunshine now and
a frenzied storm the other day...
it is.....the analogous portrait of the human mind
where a melange of musings interwind!!!!

Dost...

hame aap jaisa dost mila is pal
na jaane kis lambe intezaar ka hai yeh meetha phal
bas yehi dua kartha hai yeh dil
ki kabhi na aaye hamari is dosti mein hulchul

Main.....

Dil ke deewar par ek rangeen tasveer hu main
Palkon ke dehleez par ek naadan lakeer hu main
Pehchaano mujhe mere doston, koi aur nahin
Apni manzil dhoondthi ek haseen takdeer hu main

Dosti...

Hai kithni ajeeb yeh zindagi ki daastan
Jismein dost banjaathe hain do insaan
Hai un anjaanon ki dosti kithni naadan
Jisme woh ho jathe hai ek doosre pe kurbaan

Dil ki dhadkan...

Dil ke dahleez par ek ajeeb si aahat
Saason ke thale har pal than ko bahlathi hai
Lakh sochne par ek ajeeb si muskuraahat
Yeh ehsaas dilathi hai ki woh aahat dhadkan kehlathi hai

Dosti ke Rangeen pal...

Zindagi ki rangeen kashthi mein kuch pal aise hothe hain
Jinhe hum kabhi na kabhi bhool jaathe hain
Magar dosthi ki haseen raah par kuch pal aise hothe hain
Jinhe hum bhoolna chahe, tho bhi na bhool pathe hain