Filled was I, with hope and joy
Riding endlessly, living on a convoy
And hope was what, kept me going on
But craved at the end, even for my own one
Learnt did I, Thou shalt not hope
Because opium of masses, is the hope
the pursuit of reason... the fight with self...
Filled was I, with hope and joy
Riding endlessly, living on a convoy
And hope was what, kept me going on
But craved at the end, even for my own one
Learnt did I, Thou shalt not hope
Because opium of masses, is the hope
Posted by Sukesh Kumar Friday, 19 September 2008 at 13:37 0 comments
Labels: मेरा जीवन-मेरी कविता (My Life-My Verse)
जीनदगी तुझसे कोई शिकवा तो नहीं, मगर तुझे जीने की खवाहिश भी तो नहीं!!
ठीकाना तो रहगुज़र है, मंजिल की तलाश ही नहीं!!
Posted by Sukesh Kumar Thursday, 11 September 2008 at 15:14 0 comments
Labels: मेरा जीवन-मेरी कविता (My Life-My Verse)
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Mm hmm hmm hmm, eh hey, la la la
Mujhe raat din, bas mujhe chaahti ho - 2
Kaho na kaho mujhko sab kuch pataa hai
Haan, karoon kya mujhe tum bataati nahin ho
Chhupaati ho mujhse yeh tumhaari khataa hai
Aa mujhe raat din, bas mujhe chaahti ho
Meri beqaraari ko had se badhaana
Tumhe khoob aata hai baatein banaana
Nigaahein milaake yun mera chain lena
Sataake mohabbat mein yun dard dena
Mujhe dekhke aise palkein jhukaana
Sharaarat nahin hai to phir aur kya hai
Aa mujhe raat din, bas mujhe chaahti ho
Tumhe neend aayegi ab na mere bin
Mujhe hai yakeen aisa aayega ek din
Khuli teri zulfon mein soya rahoonga
Tere hi khayaalon mein khoya rahoonga
Kabhi gaur se meri aankhon mein dekho
Meri jaan tumhaara hi chehraa chhupaa hai
Aa mujhe raat din, bas mujhe chaahti ho
Kaho na kaho mujhko sab kuch pataa hai
Haan, karoon kya mujhe tum bataati nahin ho
Chhupaati ho mujhse yeh tumhaari khataa hai
Aa mujhe raat din, bas mujhe chaahti ho
किनारा बड़ी दूर था, और हम निकले भी बाजुओं के दम पे थे!! या शायद किनारा था ही नहीं बस एक लहर थी जिस पर हम सवार थे!! पर कब दिल ने तम्मानाओं की कश्ती पकड़ ली, पता ही ना चला था!!
आरजू की कश्ती में कभी सवार होना तो ना चाहा था, पर पानिओं और तम्मानाओं की रवानी को कौन रोक सका है!! हमारी बाजुओं में इतना दम ना था कि उस दिल कि दरिया को रोक सकें!!
बेखुद हम, उल्फत के दरिया में बहते रहे, जब तक होश आया तब तक यह दिल दिल्लगी कर बैठा था!! ऐसा ना था कि दिल हमसे बेवफा था, पर फिस्सलना तो इसकी फितरत में है!!
खुदी का किला तम्मानाओं की एक ही चोट से ढेर हो जायेगा, कभी सोचा ना था!! हमारे वजूद को मिटा गया वोह मंज़र जो कभी हमारा अपना ना था!!
गम तो नहीं है पर, हाँ..., उफान उठता है तम्मानाओं की लहर में जब भी, उस दरिया का सीना चलानी होता है, जो खुदी की बूंदों से बना है...!!
Transliteration:
Kinara badi door tha, aur hum nikale bhi bazoon ke dum pe they!! ya shayad kinara tha hi nahin bas ek lahar jis par hum sawar they!! Par kab dil ne tamanaaon ki kashti pakad li pata na chala tha!!
arzoo ki kashti mein kabhi sawar hona to naa chaha tha, par paanion aur tamanaaon ki ravaani ko kaun rauk saka hai!! Hamari bazoon mein itna dum naa tha ki us dil ke daria ko rok sakein!!
Bekhud hum, ulfat ke daria mein bahte rahe, jab tak hosh aaya tab tak yeh dil dillagi kar baitha tha!! Aisa naa tha ki dil humse bewafa tha, par phisalanaa to iski fitraat mein hai!!
khudi ka kila taamnaaon ki ek hi chot se dher ho jayega kabhi socha naa tha!! hamare wajood ko mita gaya woh manzar jo kabhi hamara apna naa tha!!
Gum to nahin hai par, haan..., ufaan uthta hai tamanaaon ki lahar mein jab bhi, us daria ka seena chalani hota hai, jo khudi ki boondon se bana hai...!!
Posted by Sukesh Kumar Wednesday, 28 May 2008 at 10:59 1 comments
Labels: मेरा जीवन-मेरी कविता (My Life-My Verse)
वोह राही ना था जो रास्ता भूल गया,
वोह तो मंज़र ही था जो मंजिल बन गया!!
वोह परवाना ना था जो शमा में जल गया,
वोह तो साहिल ही था जो लहर से टकरा गया!!
Transliteration:
woh parwana naa tha jo shama mein jal gaya
woh to saahil hi tha jo laher se takra gaya
woh raahi naa tha jo rasta bhool gaya
woh to manzar hi tha jo manzil ban gaya
Posted by Sukesh Kumar Sunday, 25 May 2008 at 11:17 0 comments
Labels: मेरा जीवन-मेरी कविता (My Life-My Verse)
This is the post from a land which used to be a land far away, to reach where one had to cross seven seas; so it is dedicated to the light of this land. Appreciate the sudden emergence of Paine and his common sense...
Posted by Sukesh Kumar Thursday, 24 April 2008 at 06:17 0 comments
Labels: Argumentum, Politics, USA
It’s the words, my dear, words. The words have that power which can scourge even the monstrous armies of Devil. One pile of words by a pastor could have played havoc on the political ambitions of Barack Obama, but with just one another pile of words he has made a history astounding in the sense that even the greatest of politicians and preachers would be baffled.
This Paper is ideal insight of how history is distorted to rule over ingenuous mass.
This Video could help wash the myths about Benazir Bhutto's popular image in India.
This Interview could help incarnate an image of Asif Zardari in India. Though what he says is quite unbelievable. Only the time could tell the truth.
Posted by Sukesh Kumar Tuesday, 11 March 2008 at 17:31 0 comments
Labels: India, Perspective, Politics