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राह चलते वक़्त से मुलाक़ात हो गई,
दिल किया कि कुछ तोहफे दे दूँ,
जेबों में हाथ डाला तो बस लम्हों को पाया,
कुछ हँसी के, कुछ गम के,
कुछ सुख के, कुछ रम के,
वक़्त ने कहा रख ले इन्हे अपने पास,
इन लम्हों में ही तेरी ज़िन्दगी है,
पहली नौकरी कि ख़ुशी, पहले प्यार का एहसास,
माँ बाप के आँखों में खुशियों कि बरसात,
जब तुम बूढ़े हो जाओगे,
जब दुनिया में तुम्हारी जरुरत कम होगी,
तब यही लम्हे तुम्हारे जीने का सहारा होंगी।

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आपकी आँखों के पन्नो में,
इतने गहरे राज़ हैं,
लाखों हमने पढ़ लिए,
फिर भी बेशुमार हैं,
उन समुन्दर सी आँखों ने,
हमे यूँ ब्यान करना सिखा दिया,
हमे तो दो लफ़्ज़ों का सलीका ना था,
और आपके इश्क़ ने हमे शायर बना दिया।

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वाक़िफ़ हम भी ना थे उनसे,
फिर भी हमने हाँ कह दिया,
उनकी अदा हि कुछ ऐसी थी,
ना चाहते हुए भी दिल फिसल गया।

Waqif hum bhi na the unse,
Phir bhi humne haan keh diya,
Unki ada hi kuch aisi thi,
Na chahte hue bhi dil fisal gaya.

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ये सूरज कि किरणें तेरी रेशमी ज़ुल्फ़ों को चूमते हुए,
ये बर्फीली वादियों कि सफेदी तेरी नूरानी अँखियाँ को चमकाते हुए,
ये हवा कि ख़ामोशी के बीच तेरे हंसने कि आवाज़,
कैसे भुलूंगा मैं,

ये तेरे यौवन कि खुशबू चांदनी को पिघलाती हुई,
ये तेरे चेहरे कि रौशनी तारों को शर्माती हुई,
ये रात कि ख़ामोशी में तेरे गाने कि आवाज़,
कैसे भुलूंगा मैं,

ये तेरे आँखों कि नटखटी मस्तियाँ,
ये तेरे गुलाबी होठों कि मुस्कुराहटें,
ये लोगों के कदमो तले तेरी आहट का एहसास,
कैसे भुलूंगा मैं,
कैसे भुलूंगा मैं।

Yeh suraj ki kiranein teri reshmi zulfon ko chumte huye,
Yeh barfili wadiyaon ki safedi teri nurani ankhiyan ko chamkate huye,
Yeh hawa ki khamoshi ke bich tere hansne ki aawaz,
Kaise bhulunga main,

Yeh tere yauvan ki khushboo chandni ko pighlati hui,
Yeh tere chehre ki roshni taaron ko sharmati hui,
Yeh raat ki khamoshi mein tere gaane ki aawaz,
Kaise bhulunga main,

Yeh tere aankhon ki natkhati mastiyan,
Yeh tere gulabi hothon ki muskuratein,
Yeh logon ke kadmo tale teri aahat ka ehsas,
Kaise bhulunga main,
Kaise bhulunga main.

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Meri diary ke kore pannon se,
Tum meri chahat ko mat aaqna,
Yeh ishq hi aisa hai ghalib,
Kambakht lafz kam pad jate hain.

मेरी डायरी के कोरे पन्नो से,
तुम मेरी चाहत को मत ऑकना,
ये इश्क हि ऐसा है ग़ालिब,
कम्बखत लफ्ज़ कम पड़ जाते हैं।

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Har roz diary khol kar,
Bas yahi socha karta hun,
Kya likhun unke baare mein,
Khud se pucha karta hun,
Likhte unke baare mein hain,
Jinhe hum bakhubi jante hain,
Yahan toh barso beet gaye,
Phir bhi hum anjaan hain.

हर रोज़ डायरी खोल कर,
बस यही सोचा करता हूँ,
क्या लिखूं उनके बारे में,
खुद से पूछा करता हूँ,
लिखते उनके बारे में हैं,
जिन्हे हम बखूबी जानते हैं,
यहाँ तो बरसो बीत गए,
फिर भी हम अनजान हैं।

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Unse milne ka maza hi kuch alag hai,
Hum yun hi apna hosh na kho baithe the,
Unki sharbati aankhein aur reshmi julfein,
Kambakht dil unka gulam ho baitha tha,
Bas yun kahein ki nasha unki aankhon mein tha,
Aur madhosh hum hue ja rahe the.

उनसे मिलने का मज़ा हि कुछ अलग है,
हम यूँ हि अपना होश ना खो बैठे थे,
उनकी शरबती आँखें और रेशमी जुल्फें,
कम्बख्त दिल उनका गुलाम हो बैठा था,
बस यूँ कहें कि नशा उनकी आँखों में था,
और मदहोश हम हुए जा रहे थे।

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Ittefaq bhi badi azeeb cheez hai,
Jinse milne ko hum mahino taras rahe the,
Unka deedar yun chalte chalte ho gaya,
Waise toh hum thehre shabdon se khelne wale,
Unhe dekh lafzon ka karwan ruk gaya,
Hoth sile ke sile reh gaye,
Aur aankhon hi aankhon mein ishara ho gaya,
Unki aankhon ka nasha yun chadha til til,
Yeh pagal dil phir se unka deewana ho gaya.

इत्तेफ़ाक़ भी बड़ी अजीब चीज़ है,
जिनसे मिलने को हम महीनो तरस रहे थे,
उनका दीदार यूँ चलते चलते हो गया,
वैसे तो हम ठहरे शब्दों से खेलने वाले,
उन्हें देख लफ़्ज़ों का कारवां रुक गया,
होठ सिले के सिले रह गए,
और आँखों हि आँखों में इशारा हो गया,
उनकी आँखों का नशा यूँ चढ़ा तिल तिल,
ये पागल दिल फिर से उनका दीवाना हो गया।

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Kal shaam anayas unse mulaqat ho gai,
Phir se wahi purane lamhe yaad dila gai,
Jakhm waise hi bhare na the dil ke,
Us par ek aur gehra waar kar gai,

Mast befikar tha apni zindagi mein,
Inn khushiyon mein darar kar gai,
Bhul gaya tha lafzon mein byaan karna,
Ek baar phir mujhe shayar bana gai.

कल शाम अनायास उनसे मुलाक़ात हो गई,
फिर से वही पुराने लम्हे याद दिला गई,
जख्म वैसे हि भरे ना थे दिल के,
उस पर एक और गहरा वार कर गई,

मस्त बेफिक्र था अपनी ज़िन्दगी में,
इन खुशियों में दरार कर गई,
भूल गया था लफ़्ज़ों में ब्यान करना,
एक बार फिर मुझे शायर बना गई।

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March 28, 2012

Raining was incessant that day. Clouds were roaring as if whole sky were to fall down. Amidst the shine of lightning and sound of raindrops striking the window, Mary was laughing insanely on a joke told by her boyfriend Peter on phone. “And you know what, that poor guy kept waiting for her forever while she was enjoying the romantic weather of Paris.”, they cracked again.
Another lightning flashed and the electricity was gone. Intensity of rain increased. It was as if cloud and lightning were competing with each other on who could scare the people more by its power. If there was anything in world Mary was afraid of, it was the darkness. Her mind started filling with all the dark thoughts. Had it not been Peter on the phone comforting her the whole time, she would have gone crazy. Even though she was living in that place for years, she still had nightmares in some of dark nights. Her hometown was known for witnessing extreme weather conditions and electricity was kind of boon. Her parents were divorsed and her dad used to be away most of the nights due to some business work. All she had got was Peter, who used to add relief to her crazy nights.

“Mary, look through the window”, Peter’s tone was loud and clear.

There was a long flashing light coming from the uphill. “Is it really what I’m seeing, a comet?”, Mary asked. Her voice was mixed with shock and surprise.

“Yes, and you know what does that mean?”. Although she couldn’t see him, but she could clearly picture his smiling face.

“Do you really believe in all these stuffs?”. “My dad says it is a superstition”, she further added.

“You never know until you try”.

“I just made a wish”, he was beaming with joy. “Make yours quickly before it’s gone”.

She closed her eyes and whispered something.

“What did you ask for?”. Peter was jumping with joy.

“We shouldn’t reveal our wishes, else they are not fulfilled”, she chirped.

“But promise me that you would tell me when it becomes true”.

“Is there anything that I haven’t told you about?”. “I can’t even imagine my life without you”, her tone was serious and filled with love.

“Hey Mary! I got to tell you something”.

“What?”, she was puzzled.

“Not now, sometime later when the time will be right”. “Now go to sleep. It’s late”.

The clock striked 12. It was her birthday. She usually didn’t get many wishes. But one birthday wish was enough for her.

“It’s been 5 minutes. Still no call from him. Stupid, forgot my birthday again”, her heart was racing.

Then she heard the doorbell. Her mobile screen lit up and read the message, “Open the door”.

He was outside, standing completely drenched in rain. He smiled, screamed “Happy birthday, girl!” and asked, “Won’t you welcome me in?”.

Oh! She was so shocked and surprised that she couldn’t think a bit about him being waiting outside in the rain.

“Yes, yes, please come inside”.

“I will bring towel and something hot to …”

Before she could complete her sentence, he put his lips on hers and kissed like a warrior thirsty of blood since centuries. She had never experienced something like this before. It was hot, wet and full of love.

He continued. “Mary, this is the only gift I got for you. I just want to tell you that my love for has no boundaries. It is as pure as the morning dew, as bold as a mountain, as innocent as a cocoon and as selfless as moon”, he was going poetic.

Rain drops were dripping his chin. “You will get cold. Wait here. I will bring the towel and something hot to drink”, she commanded, left him in the hallway and moved quickly upstairs.

While she was in her living room, she could hear him singing something. Oh! This was a song from Romeo and Juliet.

Can you tell me, softly
How you’ll always haunt me
Can you help me
Hold me

She was humming with him when her landline rang.

“Hello Maya! I am Pe.. Peter’s mom here. He met an accident while he was going to meet you. His motor bike skidded and.. and he…”

She couldn’t hear the whole conversation. Her hands were shivering. The phone slipped from her fingers.
She started thinking backwards. Although she got a message, there was no mobile with him. She couldn’t see his motor bike outside the house. And his his face was white and fingers cold. Had her wish come true?

Fast forward 5 years, the clock striked 12:05 again and she heard the door bell. But she is too scared to open the door. Seems like his love for her draws him to her home on her every birthday. The boy who used to comfort her in crazy nights has given her the worst nightmare. Perhaps, she won’t be able to sleep on her birthday night ever.

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