Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Yaadon ka huzoom

तेरी खुशबू बसी है मेरी नस नस मे ,
जैसे अब कुछ नही रहा मेरे बस मे

तुम मिले तो लगा की जैसे सब कुछ पा लिया ,
कुछ न रहा हमारा इस कशमकश मे

वो तेरे कुचे से रातों को गुजरना ,
याद है मुजे वो प्यार मे झगड़ना

वही पल आज कल मुजे तड़पाते हैं ,
रह रह कर तेरी याद दिलाते हैं

तेरे जाने के गम से उभरे नही अब तलक ,
तू ही है मेरी , ज़मीन देखू या फलक ..

तबस्सुम थी हमारी चेहरे पे बे-सबब ,
जाने अब तो जैसे कोहराम सा छाया है

बखत थी तू हमारे जीवन मे ,
तिशनगी बुलंद थी तुझे पाने की

तेरा साया है अब मेरी जिंदगी के उजाले पे ,
आशुफ्तः हूँ मैं अब तेरे वीराने में

गुजारिश यही है खुदा से हमारी ,
नाखुशी न आए कभी तेरे रुख पे

कारवां ये मोहब्बत है कई जन्मों का ,
ये जन्म तो फक्त इम्तिहान में गुजर जाएगा ..............

सौरभ गिरधर

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Another day celebration

The day called as Women Day

Date - March 08, 2008

Knobbed the FM station in the morning just when left home for my workplace (My way of passing time while travelling to office). There was only one thing that was prominent on every channel. Picked the newspaper and same thing was wrapped over each page. There were enormous offers and discounts on the occasion of International Women's Day.

Same happened with me when I went out to Reliance Digital to try out a new cell phone. There was a huge banner that was yelling undoubtedly to invite all the women with the posts like 'On the occasion of women day get free make up, get this free and blah blah'.

Why we celebrate women day on 8th march. Did first women on earth borne on this day? If yes, How??
Why we celebrate father's day. Did the first father on the earth turned as father on that day? Do you need some special day to demonstrate gratitude towards your father.
Why we celebrate Valentine day. Do the lovers need some special occasion to make love or express love??.

I am not against any of these days, but the thing which stuns my mind on each day of this type is which day I should celebrate......

I am not a father.. I am not a mother.. I am not a women.. I am not a sister..
So I can't go and get treated on fathers day, mothers day, women day and respectively.
Moreover the very last wish for people like me is the big one "The valentine Day" but fortunately I am SINGLE. So I can't even celebrate that. And my friends keep me sending me sms wishing all these days even women day. Is any day made for me ??? Is there any day on which I can get treated.. on which I get cards wishing me best or like ... on which I go somewhere and retreated very auspiciously.

Is not there should be a day to celebrate or revere the persons who live far from their home (especially Software engineers). I would appeal to home ministry to declare a day like "Single Software Engineers Day".Will we be able to celebrate any weekend or holiday in a way other
than getting boozed late night and then dreaming about bugs in production? We should find a good way of recreation other than being a dipsomaniac or watching repeated telecast of yuvraj's batting. Isn't Archies, telecom companies and restaurant chains planning to start a new celebration day where they can greet bachelors?
Hey you all turned serious?? Don't take so much of stress, definitely some one will listen to our spirits.

Hope that we can make every day as ours...

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Height of Time Pass

It could have happened a rocking weekend but don't know Why God gave me so much of time...

The Saturday started as usual as 00:00 AM but i was lost in my dreams (wondering if they were sweet) till my roomie shouted that rats are getting boiled in his thin and goat like stomach.

As every weekend brings to us a lot of paranthas and butter, this was the same. As we gulped a lot of them like any glutton will do the thing came to mind that how good it would it be if the restaurant owner also provide a bed to sleep after pouring a bottle full of buttermilk into our tank.

Some how we managed to get back to home and sleep was gone at that time. So started to explore a way of time pass.

Suddenly one guy talked of some girl and I was like flying in clouds of love. Don't know why but every time I think of love i turn creative and start writing about the girl I love. It could have wasted one tree full of pages and now I strongly regret all that considering environmental issues.
This time was very much different . I was not able to remind myself any girl to write upon.

Either I have so much crammed with love or the world is lacking girls who need love. The challenge took serious mood to write something. Finally I got a idea that lets write on something non-living and fortunately i found a plastic mug given by one of my female friend whom I call munnu. I phrased that mug as pyala and this is what I got after slaying of few mins...

Title - Woh munnu ka pyala

Woh pyala - woh mere munnu ka pyala

Moh lal sa jaam
mila muje jo kal sham
jaane kyon muje lubha raha tha
muje apne paas bula raha tha

sehma sa tha woh mere hathon me
toot na jaye ye dar tha usko
samajh na paya woh mere pyaar ko
tanha ho jane ka dar tha usko

mere munnu ki khushboo ko lapete
ek shwet sa neer apne andar samete
ek khule aasman ka rasta
anjane hi muje dikha raha tha

Munnu se achha to uska pyala hi tha
muje hothon se to laga raha tha.....

You all are going to mark my blog as spam permanently. But hopefully munnu will read this.

And god please save the world and don't give me more time to write anything crap like this.

In wait of next weekend and a propitious time . Till then Good Bye and sorry :)