Real SP - 1

Dukh itne hain ki agar ginne baitho to subah ho jaye..

Taare gino to shayad phir bhi ginti khatam ho jaye..

Ro padu agar to aansoon bhi kam pad jaye..

Aur agar baltiyaan bharne lagu to pani ki samasya ka samadhaan ho jaye..

P.S.: Aftereffects of Satyamev Jayate !

Bas Itna hi Hai Kehna

Jo kal gaya..kal na ayega..

Jis tarah aaj hai..yun badnaam kabhi na thi zindagi..

 Is lamhe par kya naaz karoon

Jab beet hi jane wala hai

Kuch pal ke liye kya muh modu

Jab pal hi mud jane wala hai

 Murjhata sa ye samay hai

Kal ko jjhad hi jayega

Is ghadi pe kya gaur karoon

Jo beeta hua ho jana hai.

Kal jab aaj rahe hi na

To badnaami ka dosh hi kya ?

Jis tarah aaj hai..yun badnaam kabhi na rahegi zindagi.

 Murjhati rahegi…guzarti rahegi..

Yun hi baraste rahega saawan

Yun hi kat jayegi raatein

Ankahee baatein kuch sochte sochte..

Yuh hi badti jayengi baatein.

Ek samay aisa bhi ayega..

There would come a time, the heavens will fall.

Nearer and nearer to you..luicidity will crawl.

You would peep’ and squirrels will dance..

The music will play and have its own trance.

Pillows will suck the sleep in your eyes..

Then you would grow up, watch American pies..

You’d use words lol n rofl...but no reason would be enough.

You’d sigh and let your heart out only with reasons tough.

There would b none to listen, none to hush.

Attend not to your chores or to your blush.

None would enter into your wall,

Days will pass by, nights will fall.

But the pillows will suck the sleep in your eyes..

You’ll be nostalgic n remember all your ties.

You’d not know whether a curse or boon..

Has all this been and if it’s not gonna end soon.

 Yun hi baraste rahega saawan

Yun hi kat jayegi raatein

Ankahee baatein kuch sochte sochte..

Yuh hi badti jayengi baatein.

 

Fb

Today was something not regular. The chat option on my fb was enabled..i chatted..for long..after long..i realized how detached i have eventually been from fb society..my friends and all. I realized that i have one more bunch of friends who are somewhere nearby..always..but i wasn't the same to them..i am not the same and can never be. I have too many friends. I cant stay with all of them for always. Above all, i dont really want to keep people by my side anymore. I let loose.. by choice or by default..wtv. People asked me if i was still alive. They asked me if my Internet connection had a problem. Some simply asked how i was(and that was sweet) but one of them asked if i was recently committed and for which i stayed back for long ? What is this small little crazy thing called love ?? Does it keep you from chatting with your frnds on fb ? I told him i am single. He asked if i even know how to love someone.. 

and then i asked the same question to myself..

P.S. - :)

The Old Book for Coloring.

There was a time when i was good at painting..yes painting..that was when i was 6 years old..but since then i have a total of 0% improvement. I told my dad that i wanted to join painting classes. He said a straight NO and asked me to join guitar classes. =(
Do i really want to learn playing guitar ?
Dunno.
But i would like to go painting classes..and feel the same i felt when i used to get a brand new set of sharp crayon or color pencils way back in school.
:D

And thence i have landed with this piece.. 

P.S.: Itna bhi bura nahi hai ! =P