Chhupta Chaand

Agli baar chaand se keheingay, Humari jaagti aankhon ko yun dhokha na de, Unn baadalon kee aad mein nahin, Inn intezaar karti aankhon ke saamnay chhupay Saari shaam aasmaan koraa sa phaila tha Aur chaand yun khushi se jagmagaata raha – Aaj toh woh chhupega, phir aur khoobsoorat lagega. Grahan aaya, aur aa kar jaa…

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Cinders and Ashes, Ashes and Cinders

Khaaq mein mil jaana hai sab kuchh Phir uss khaaq ki mitti mein, Kya dhoondhogay tum, un vaadon ko, Jo na jal kar raakh huay? In jalti-bujhti aankhon kay toh Saaray sapnay hi khaak huay. Dekhna mujhay yun sotay huay Itna sukoon, jo tumhari aankhon mein bhi na mil paaya, Us shithil kaaya mein na…

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Remembering John Keats in Hindi

Bech aaye hum neend, Ki chaen ki roti khaa sakein woh. Bech aaye woh sapnay, Ki zindagi humari ko saans aaye. Kuchh baaki hai shayad ab bhi Jo humara tha Jeenay ke liyay in jaagtay sapnon ki rotiyaan kya kam hain? Socha tha inn phakeeri kay dinon mein Rotiyaan, neend aur sapnay, Sabhi ko aadha-aahda…

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Road Story 01

It was getting late and her patience was wearing thin by the second. He did not appear quite ready to say goodbye. I saw them from a distance, deep in conversation on their bikes, engines on, idling, and it evoked so many summer romances that I’ve read about, seen on such roads, quiet, peaceful, deserted,…

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Besharam Din

Kaisay besharam dinn thay woh Jab raaton ko bhi jaaga kartay thay, Tum say baaton ke intezaar mein Harr shaam guzara kartay thay Na dinn mein hi neend aati thi, Jab khayalon ko tum baandhaa kartay thay. Tum nay toh kabhi ‘Faiz’ ko padha bhi nahin, Phir bhi keh diya – “Mujh se pehli si…

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Na Sonay Waali Aankhein

Na sonay ki zidd kar baithi hain aankhein, Tum say rooth kar baithi hain aankhein, Nahi aaogay phir, yeh jaanti hain, Phir bhi bulaanay ki zidd kar baithi hain aankhein Tumhari har baat mein khud ko dhoondhti hain, Bin baat ronay ki zidd kar baithi hain aankhein Jaagtay sapnay dekhti rehti hain, Un yaadon mein…

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Endless Knot

Ik Sira Dhoondh Lo Toh Azaad Ho Jaao Uss shaam, uss shaqs nein baandha tha humein, Uss akeli si sadak pe tumhara intezaar kartay, Jod diya tha issay, jaisi bhi thi, jaisi bhi hai, Kuchh daree si, kuchh tooti si, bikhri si Meri iss zindagi ko Tumhari qismat ke saath Jis shaam tumnay pakda tha…

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Romancing a Language

I am happy. I am expressing myself more and more in a language that was lost to me, one that I considered to be my mother-tongue. But my mother spoke a different language for communicating with her parents and elder sisters – Marwari – and a different one for her four younger siblings – Hindi.…

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Ghalib, Gulzar aur Gham

And of course there is a fourth – an Old Monk or a Jack Daniels or some substitute at the very best. I wonder what is it about sorrow, about sadness that brings out the best in poets and sometimes and not even a mediocrity of darkness in lesser humans, (judge me, as you will,…

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