SIRF TUM

Tere ikhalas se muhabbat ki hai
Tere ehsas se muhabbat ki hai
Tu mere pass nah hai phir bhi
Teri yaad se muhabat ki hai
Kabhi tu ne bhi mujhe yaad kiya hoga
Main ne un lamhat se muhabat ki hai
Jin mein hon sirf teri or meri baatain
Main ne un aoqaat se muhabat ki hai
Aur jo mehkey hon sirf teri hi muhabat se
Main ne un jazbat se muhabat ki hai
Tujh se milna tu ab khawab sa lagta hai
Main ne tere intizar se muhabat ki hai

Meri Gali

Meri gali se wo jab bhi guzarti hogi
Mod pe jaake kuch der theharti hogi

Bhool jaana mujhko itna aasaan to na hoga
Dil main kuch toot ke to bikharta hoga

Saath dekhe the Jo un khwabon ka kaarwaa
Ghubaar bankar uski aankhon me ubharta hoga

Koi jab choomta hoga use baanho me lekar
Mera pyar badan me uske sehrata hoga

Uski zulfon ko meri ungliyan dulaarti hongi
Saamne aaine ke wo jab bhi sanwarti hogi

Dard jab bhi deta hoga ye sangdil zamaana
Wo bewafa mujh ko yaad to karti hogi.

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Dheere

Kuch to

kuch to havaa bhi sard thi kuch tha tera khayaal bhi
dil ko khushii ke saath saath hotaa rahaa malaal bhi

[sard=cold; malaal=sorrow]

baat vo aadhi raat ki raat vo puure chaand ki
chaand bhi ain chet kaa us pe tera jamaal bhi

[chet=name of a month; jamaal=beauty]

sab se nazar bacha ke vo mujh ko aise dekhate
ek dafa to ruk gaii gardish-e-maah-o-saal bhi

dil to chamak sakegaa kyaa phir bhi taraash ke dekh lo
shiishaagaraan-e-shahar ke haath kaa ye kamaal bhi

[taraash=chisel/polish (stone); shiishaagar=glazier/one works with glass]

us ko na paa sake the jab dil kaa ajiib haal thaa
ab jo palat ke dekhiye baat thi kuch muhaal bhi

[muhaal=difficult/impossible]

meri talab thaa ek shakhs vo jo nahin milaa to phir
haath duaa se yuun giraa bhuul gayaa savaal bhii

[talab=quest/want; shaKhs=person]

shaam ki naasamajh havaa puuch rahi hai ik pataa
mauj-e-havaa-e-kuu-e-yaar kuch to meraa khayaal bhi

[naasamajh=naive]

us ke hi baazuuo.n mein aur us ko hi sochate rahe
jism ki khvaahisho.n pe the ruuh ke aur jaal bhi

Hum He Mein Thee

Hum he mein thee na koi baat, yaad na tum ko aa sakay

Tum ne hamain bhula diya, hum na tumhein bhula sakay

Tum he na sun sakay agar qissa-e-gham sunay ga kaun

Kis ki zubaa.n khulay gee phir hum na agar suna sakay

Hosh mein aa chukay thay hum, josh mein aa chukay thay hum

Bazm ka rang dekh kar sar na magar utha sakay

Shauq-e-visaal hai yahaan lab pe savaal hai yahaan

Kis ki majaal hai yahaan hum se nazar mila sakay

Raunaq-e-bazm ban gaye lab pe hikayatain raheen

Lab pe shikayatain raheen lab na magar hila sakay

Aisa bhi koi nama-barr her baat pe kaan dhar sakay

Sun ker yaqeen kar sakay jaa ke unhain suna sakay

Ahl-e-zabaa.n to hain bohot, koi nahin hai ahl-e-dard

Kaun teri tarah Hafeez, dard ke geet ga sakay

Happiness?

Sometimes in life there do come people whom you never wanna let go of. But fate usually has other plans for you. You have to let go of people who you don't wanna let go of and you have to accept people who you may not really want in your life. Going through any one of these is a humbling experience. This is where adaptibility comes in maybe.

It might not be a happy experiewnce, in fact, it is definitely not. But then you may find your own happiness once you make peace with yourself and your situation. Or maybe you might clone the same happiness in your new life. What is happiness really?

Is happiness the fulfillment of all your needs? Or is it making peace with yourself, your life and your God? Is it finding a perfect partner? Or is it getting the one you loved? Does happiness come from within or is it induced from material things?

Would you feel happy if your life long dream of having a big house by the lake is fulfilled? Would you feel happy if you got a perfect wife who loves you and is dedicated towards you? Or would you be happy if you were denied every material possession in exchange for a life long struggle with your love?

It is very complicated and subjective. The more you live life the more mysterious it becomes. At some points in life you understand it and at other points you feel you will never be able to understand it.

I think that maybe happiness lies in satisfaction. Being satisfied with your situation as it is, and being thankful for it. Not seeking other ways to get out of it. It maybe making the best of what you have. Maybe life is accepting whole heartedly what life throws your way. I'm not there yet, but I do hope that some day I would be.

Dasht-e-Hijraa.n Mein Na Saaya Na Sada

Dasht-e-hijraa.n mein na saaya na sada teray baad
Kitnay tanha hain teray aabla-pa teray baad

Koi peghaam na dildaar-e-nava teray baad
Khaak uraati hui guzri hai saba teray baad

Lab pe ik harf-e-talab tha na raha teray baad
Dil mein taaseer ki khahish na dua teray baad

Aks-o-aaina mein ab rabt ho kiya teray baad
Hum to phirtay hain khud apnay se khafa teray baad

Dhoop aariz ki na zulfon ki ghata teray baad
Hijr ki rut hai keh habs ki fiza teray baad

Liye phirti hai sar-e-koo-e-jafa teray baad
Parcham-e-tar garebaa.n ko hava teray baad

Perahan apna na salamat na qaba teray baad
Bus vahi hum hain vahi sehra ki rida teray baad

Nikhat-o-ney hai na dast-e-qaza teray baad
Shaakh-e-jaa.n per koi ghuncha na khila teray baad

Dil na mehtaab se ujla na jala teray baad
Aik jugnu tha chup chaap bujha teray baad

Dard seenay mein hua nauha-sara teray baad
Dil ki dharkan hai ke maatam ki sada teray baad

Kaun se rango.n ke bhanvar kesi hina teray baad
Apna khoon meri hatheli pe saja teray baad

Tujh se bichra to murjha ke hava-burd hua
Kaun deta mujhay khilnay ki dua teray baad

Aik hum hain ke be barg-o-nava teray baad
Varna aabaad hai sab khalq-e-Khuda teray baad

Aik qayaamat ki kharaashain meray chehray pe sajeen
Aik mehshar meray andar se utha teray baad

Aye falak-e-naaz meri khaak nishaani teri
Main ne matti pe tera naam likha teray baad

Tu ke simta to rag-e-jaa.n ki hadon mein simta
Main ke bikhra to sameta na gaya teray baad

Ye alag baat hai ke afshaa.n na hua tu varna
Main ne kitna tujhay mehsoos kiya teray baad

Milnay vaalay kayee mafhoom pehen ker aaye
Koi chehra bhi na aankhon ne parha teray baad

Bujhay jaatay hain khad-o-khaal manaazir afaq
Phelta jaata hai khaahish ka khala teray baad

Meri dukhti hui aankhon se gavaahi lena
Main ne socha tujhay apnay se siva teray baad

Seh liya dil ne teray baad malaamat ka azaab
Varna chubhti hai rag-e-jaa.n mein hava teray baad

Jaan-e-Mohsin mera haasil yehi mubham satrain
Sher kehnay ka hunar bhool gaya teray baad

~Mohsin Naqvi

Bedard

Hum vo bedard hain

Khaab ganva kar bhi jinhain neend aa jaati hai
Soch soch kar bhi jin ke zehnon ko kuch nahin hota
Toot phoot kar bhi jin ke dil dharakna yaad rakhtay hain

Hum vo bedard hain

Keh jin ke aansu aankhon ka rasta bhool jaatay hain
Toot kar ronay ki koshish main jo baat be-baat muskuraatay hain
Shaam se pehlay marr jaanay ki khaahish main jo

Jeetay hain aur....Jeetay he chalay jaatay hain

Dream? or Life?

There's a famous qoute by John Lennon:

"Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans"



He comes in my dreams.
He walks towards me. He comes as a person who I can fall in love with. He does the perfect things, and says the perfect words. He comes closer and closer and gets bigger and bigger. He comes so close finally, that I can touch him. He holds my hands, sings to me. He says I look gorgeous with my hair loose in the wind. His fingers run through it.

He doesnt stop approaching towards me. He becomes big and so close that I cant see anyone around me but him. He keeps on advancing, upto a point where he starts making me uncomfortable. I complain, but he just smiles and says, he's doing that because he loves me so much. I take in the pain. His advancement doesnt stop. He hurts me now, and I'm almost bending on my knees trying to take in the pain. I start fallin down. And gradually his face changes.

His smile becomes an evil one, his eyes become blood red, his lips become wrinkly, and he starts smelling rotten. He turns into a monster. His voice changes and he screams to me that he doesnt love me. He rips open my chest, takes my heart out and squeezes all the life out of it. I fall down and he stomps on me and throws my heart down on the ground. I turn around to see him go with someone else who witnesses all this.

Suddenly I see my people around me. I look at my heart, and I dont want it any more. I want it to stop beating, so that I can die, but it doesnt. I have to live on. I have to live on for people who are around me and show them that I'm the same person I was. But how can I be the same person now? How can I come out of this hole and still be the same me? I cant. He's crippled me in ways which cant be ammended. I see him dissappear in the horizon.

If I scream for help now, people will know what he did, and will see me in this condition. I dont want that. I will put on a mask for them. The best one I have. To show them I'm the same person. It will only be me, who knows that I'm a changed person. Life for them will go on the way it was supposed to. They wont know the difference. I pick up my heart, lock it up in a safe within me and throw away the key. No one will ever dare to hurt me so bad again. No one will have access to it. I'll throw the safe away so deep within me, that even I would forget where I kept it.

I get up on my weak legs and walk away. My hair loose in the wind. But this time, no one's there to run their fingers through it, nor will there ever be.

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