Saturday, January 27, 2007

when I was born,
I realised in a trance,that
in this unknown world
something is mine...
since then I've started to smile
and stopped crying for a while...

Even now in a lonely dark night,
when the situation comes with tears,
I still realise........
yes,something is mine...
I came in this world
in a silent night
with my screaming voice
to break the silence..

I came in a dark night
with my twinkling eyes
to destroy the darkness.

I came in a hopeless world
with my dreamy nature
to bring new hope...

with me a dark night's come
but a bright dawn will usher
when I'll leave...

Friday, January 26, 2007

Just like that

A gust of wind blew your thoughts away,
that was me...
could you breath me in...

you dreamt all night in peace.
I came in the guise of slumber...

It's right that the sky was bright,
Could you see without me...
I am the light.

suddenly a cloudburst snatched all your pain,
you are wet...
I am the rain.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

triveni on "shamma"

koi lafz na sujha magar koi baat thi,
is lamhe ke baad rishton ki raakh thi,


shamma thi shayad khamoshi ke aarh mein....

Saturday, January 13, 2007

kahte kahte ruk gayi thi achanak,
woh poochte rahe kya thi wo baat..

aise hi kabhi kabhi thahar jati hoon main,
sapne,zindagi,rishte saare tham jaten hain.

yunhi kisi mod pe phir paida ho jaten hain
ek aur rishta,ek nayi zindagi,koi aur baat..

gir jati hoon,phir samhal jati hoon main,
woh daudke aate hain sahara dene ke liye..

kabhi nikal jati hoon main us disha,
jahan baat rukisi achhi lagti hai...
khud ka sahara banna achha lagta hai
rishte rukawate nahi,raaste lagte hain...

Sunday, January 7, 2007

A translation of Meghna Gulzar's because he is....

MEGHNA GULZAR

I know I am protected,
because his arms cradle me.
I know I walk the right path,
because his little finger leads me.
He dabbles with celluloid,
so I know I can see.
I know I can write
because his ink flows in me.
I know I can,
because he believes.
I know I am,
because he is........

My Faithful rendering of the original poem........

Mujhhe kisi muqammal jahaan
talaashne ki zaroorat kahaan,
unki baahen hai jab
Mujhe aghosh mein lene ke liye.

Unki ungli thaame chalti hai zindagi,
woh jo hain sahi rah dikhane ke liye.
Unki chitrit kahaaniyan
ahsaas dilaye ki main dekh sakti hoon.
Woh bahte hain siyahi banke
mere nabzon mein is tarha
ki main likh sakti hoon.

main kar nahi sakti,
yeh soch bhi kaise sakti hoon,
jab ek yaqeen hoon main unke liye.

Main hoon,kyon ki woh hain,
.........................Mere liye......

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