Storyteller

I used to call myself a storyteller

I thought I always have many stories

That needed to be told

That needed to come out

But I am thinking for last few days

Do I have any story to tell you?

May be many, may be none

Today I cant find any one

Though I want to tell you

About every atom that makes me Me

My hopes, desires, dreams

My regrets, experiences, schemes

My fears, darkness, screams.

I am open to you like an ocean

It's you who has to explore

You will find the hidden pearls

Keep diving till the core.

I am not really a puzzle

As the world thinks I am

Sometimes I think that too

That I am too complicated, 

But is that true that I am?

I am a blabbermouth I know

But I don't have a story today

I am a silent story in myself

If you listen what I can't say.

पागल

क्या मैं पागल हूँ ?
या मैं नहीं हूँ
क्यूँ नहीं हूँ
मैं पागल ही तो हूँ
देखिये,
आप ये पढ़कर यही तो सोच रहें हैं ना
कि सच में हूँ
हा-हा
मुझे पता है
आख़िर आसान थोड़े ही होता है
पागल न होना।

Cry Cry

I cry a lot!

I cry for silliest of things sometimes.

I am a cry baby.

I am telling you. I cry a lot. 

Like really cry a lot!

I don't know what to say. 

Anything makes me cry.

I had teary eyes an hour ago.

Sometimes, I don't know the reason myself.

Sometimes its something very beautiful.

Sometimes its something too ugly.

Sometimes, its helplessness. 

Sometimes, its anger.

Everything makes me cry.

That's how I know to express.

Stupid rhymes

I dream, I fly

I love clouds in the sky.

I whistle, I walk

I write poetry and I talk.

I paint and read stories

I love stupid theories.

And there are times

When I write stupid rhymes.

Main yeh nahi hoon!

Aksar jab bhi aate jaate, hain log mujhe kuch batlaate,
Main na kah paaun kuch bhi unhe, par main hoon nahi jo wo jatlaate.

Koi mujhe sundar kahta hai, koi kahe, main hoon buddhimaan,
koi deta hai darzaa mahaan ka, par yeh main nahi, main hoon sirf insaan.

Koi kahta mujhe hai rachnakaar, koi kahe main hoon chitrakaar,
Kai log kahte hain vigyaan ki chhaatra, to kai log kahte hain sirf bekaar.

Nahin samajh sakte wo, mere rango ki udaan,
Mere sapne, mere armaan, ek panchhi ki daastaan.

Nahin samajh sakte wo, mere dil me chhipe jazbaat,
Chaand aur chaandni raat, shamaa aur barsaat.

Nahin samajh sakte wo, mere shabdo ki gahraayi,
Jalti huyi diyasalayi, bheed me bhi tanhaayi.

Nahin samajh sakte wo, kya galat hai, kya sahi,
Kya door hai, kya yahin, kya hoon main, kya nahin.

Maana main nahi hoon, samudra si vishaal,
Parwat si atal, aasmaan si buland.

Maana main nahi hoon, hawaa si mastmaula,
Jharne si chanchal, gulaab si komal.

Main aasmaan bhi nahi, au dharaa bhi nahi hoon,
Had se zyada nahi, par zaraa bhi nahi hoon.

Kaun kahta hai main, duniya me khaas nahi hoon,
Jo pal me toot jaye, main wo vishwaas nahi hoon.

Main aatma hoon, sirf shareer nahi hoon,
Jo kabhi prem na kar paye, wo tasveer nahi hoon.
Mujhe jaanna to itna aasaan nahi hoga,
Par haqikat hoon main, koi takdeer nahi hoon.

Koi kal bhi nahi, koi aaz nahi hoon,
Dil ke taaro se na mil jaye, aisa saaz nahi hoon,
Main yeh bhi nahi, aur weh bhi nahi hoon,
Main sirf "Main" hoon, dafn raaz nahi hoon.

Independence or Identity?

(August 15th, 2009)

A very happy Independence Day!

A great day really... I need not to say much as most of the things have been said already. I just need to remain firm with my decisions and promises to everyone else and myself!

Its not the single day when I think I'm living in an independent nation with people still not independent from the shackles of identity.

Why India? Why America? Why Pakistan? Why Russia?

Why Boy? Why Girl?

Why Old? Why Young?

Why Hindu? Why Muslim? Why Christian?

Why Black? Why White?

No doubt every coin has its two faces, but when do we forget that being a coin is important... none is interested in heads & tails. Then, why the discrimination here???

We all are same...creatures...existing & living... with thoughts, so that the survival remain continued and a better world with more love can be seen.

Why the 'spirit' need to be searched now? Why people have became too reluctant to worry about anything but themselves? Why they find pleasures in building their castles on the dust of someone's home? Why do they fight and enjoy it at the same time?

Oh please, don't say no one enjoy the fights & terror! Its not the aliens who come and shatter the dreams & hopes of people living on earth!

When every other thing is diagnosed, the root cause of illness still remain ignored! A world without any identity at all is not possible! And if you too believe in this, then a better world's imagination cannot be forever!

If today is not the time, then I promise you & warn you that the time will never come!

I personally hate any sort of identification but I fear that even I'm so bound that I can't ignore the names given to me.

I'm known to every other person & every other is known to me by one or the other way of identity.

Be it identity not here, everything would have same & all the people with same mind & under same category. But then, the world wouldn't have progressed, as no scale would have left for measuring the changes, because even if changes are there, everything would have changed as whole leading no means to trace back the earlier status as no identity is available.

Being with identity is problem!

Not being with identity is also problem!

What should a man do then???

Its never said to ignore identity at all, but its said to remove the discrimination.

To visualize a world that is 'one', this is very important!

Sooraj Ko Bujha Do

I wrote this poem in the entrance test of Editorial Board of my Institution. There we got just a line "Sooraj ko bujha do..." and everyone had to write anything starting from it. What I wrote is in front of you all.

Sooraj ko bujha do,

Yeh darpan chamak raha hai,

Ya is ghor prakash me dekho,

Ek pratibimb damak raha hai.

Wah talaash karta hai,

Shayad mil jaye ek aakaar,

Rang-roop ka koi bhed nahi,

Bas ho jaye kuch sapne saakar.

Mil jaaye use thodi si aazadi,

Aur is aajeevan qaid se mukti,

Zyada dhan ya gyaan ki chaah nahi,

Au' na chaahe koi saansarik shakti.

Kutta, billi, bhala, balla,

Ya panchhi aur gagan udaan,

Chaahe kyon na bana do patthar,

Par mil jaaye ek pahchan.

Ludhak-pudhak wo kahin bhi ghume,

Ya nadiya ke sang bahe,

Padaa rahe banjar bhoomi par,

Par peeda aur na qaid sahe.

Sooraj apni chamak se dekho,

Kaise ye darpan chamkaaye,

Main maanav hoon, mujhe hi meri,

Dekho kaisi pahchaan bataye.

Sooraj ki ye dhoop sunahri,

Mera tan chhalni karti hai,

Koi aaj bujha do sooraj,

Vyaakul ruh aahein bharti hai.

Me and My Beliefs

God's most special child...I believe it to the core of my heart.

A perfect Dreamer... who hates to see reality. Yet I know, its there...bigger and bitter.

A typical Leo... bold, audacious, love to be praised, magnetic, hide emotions well, hates when anyone ignore, love to help others.....

I believe things shouldn't be ideal, because they vanish as soon as they reached that state.

I believe everything in the universe is relative, symmetrical, binary... and having multi-dimensions.

I believe 'Life' is the greatest gift God has given to us, we must not waste it.

I believe answer to many of my questions is a truth... and that is "I'm human."

I believe that before dying if I help atleast one person in the world to live life happily just because I'm there... then my living will be successful.

I believe I know myself better each time than I knew it the last time. If you find something new, don't be surprised... I'm equally astonished.

One more philosophy to add to my beliefs:

When you have a beautiful mind, everything become beautiful for you. And when you feel everything beautiful, life become beautiful too.... that's why I feel "A Beautiful Mind is Enough!"

I'm living... because I believe it!

I'm happy... because I believe that too!

I believe, I see, and that all happens to me :)

Here I am

Main to hoon hawa ka ek jhonka,
Main to hoon bas pal do pal ka dhokha,
Mujhsa nahi koi is zameen par,
Main wo hoon jise kabhi na koi roka,
Main to hoon hawa ka ek jhonka.

Mera roop na koi pahchana,
Mera raaz na hi koi jana,
Mera rang mushkil hai dekh pana,
Main wo hoon jise saare jahaan ne mana.
Mujhko nahi aaztak koi toka,
Main to hoon hawa ka ek jhonka.

Maine banaya mausam bada rangeen,
Maine banaya sara samaa haseen,
Main hi banati bahaare dilnasheen,
Jeetna hai aakhiri tak, ye mujhe yakeen.
Main hoon zindagi, zindagi ko kisne roka,
Main to hoon hawa ka ek jhonka.