Batana fir mujhe

Kuchh to bata de

Kyun sochi ye kahania

Batane wala jag sara

Sunne wala dil bemania

Kuchh to khushi mein

Kuchh to gam mein

Sach kabhi bol bhi le

Dubi dil mein sachaiyan 

Kabhi to khol bhi le

Kuchh behne de ansu

Duba de cheekho mein kamre

Par aja fir wapas

Kahania na bemania

Bas kar fir baat mujhse jania

A Journey

To the sleeping dragon, 

To a journey of miles and smiles, 

To the steps togather we walked, 

To the life of fleeting moments, 

Fleeting smoldering fire, 

Fleeting memories of today and past, 

I raise my glass to the told and untold. 

Roads in the land of Dragon

Flags remembering the past

Flags praying for the future

Searching eternity

In the lap of the dragon

Winding roads, smiling faces

Wind ruffling through the leaves

And the Sakura greeting as you arrive

Fires to warm up your heart

And to drench your memories

In the glow of bonds forged anew

As we had met before

In the lives till Nirvana 

Love, Bhutan

Bhutan

Kahaniya kuchh likh raha

Padho to karna yaad kahin

Kuchh palo ke manjar dekhe

Kuchh dilo ki kahaniya kai

Anjano ne safar ki shuruat ki

Chale jo raho mein to utre kahin

Teri baat, jo maine thi suni

Yarana pani ka dekha tha wahin

Aaj pe, chhayi kal ki udasiyan

Aaj mein ashk par kahin nahi

Bas tune jo hath badhaya

Jo kaha mujhe apna dost

Gamo se yarana ab aur nahi

Katingche....

फितूर की बातें

पागल हो गया हूँ
इन  तन्हा अंधियारों  में
चिल्ला रही है ये रूह
अनजान गलिआरों में

तू है कहाँ ए जिंदगी
जा छिपी है किस कोने में
अब और नहीं सहा जाता
आता मजा नहीं कुछ रोने में

अगर तू है नहीं मेरी
तो क़त्ल कर दे तू  इस बेईमानी को
जिंदगी तो है नहीं ये
बस देना आग बची, इस पेशानी को

आरजुएं थी मेरी बहुत सी
तमन्नाएं अंगडाईयां लेती थी
सपने रुपहले पन्नो पे
यादें जब खुशियाँ  देती थी

बस राख बची है अब
बिलखती सांसे भर बची है अब
ऐ मौला लेले इन्हें भी तू,
मौत की आरजू भर बची है अब

और तो क्या दूँ तुझे,  देने को
इस  पागलपन  के सिवा कुछ न रहा
आसमान भी लाल  है मेरा
रंग जिंदगी का, अब मेरा न रहा
लाल जिंदगी है, लाल मेरी जमीन
रंग जिंदगी का, अब मेरा न रहा

One more day of my life

Time will pass by,
And what we are left with,
Are these emotions.
The world seems empty,
No meaning, no meaning at all.
Tears of emptiness,
A feeling of getting lost,
What I am seeking?
What I am?
No answers, but so many questions.
All that the time has left me with,
Is change.
Change of places,
Change of friends,
Change of who I am.
Somewhere in this whirls wind,
I seek an anchor;
Something with which I can hold on,
Face the onslaught of life,
Be connected to the root,
As new uncharted lands are found,
As I see the new World,
As I live one more day of my life.
I seek an aim,
Now that the last I wanted is done,
Planning my route to this unfound land,
I seek something that I don’t have.
Will I find peace, with what I achieve?
Only time will tell.
Still I hope I get to fly,
Fly as I always wished;
Find something I really like,
Something to fall in love with.
Waiting for your light,
I live one more day of my life.


After a long time I have written something, I hope I will go on.....do comment as you feel like.

Written on 10th of February, 11

The Elements

Writing these lines,
I feel fake,
Who will anyway,
Showcase the darker side,
Except to get sympathy,
Which pushes it to facade.

What you see?
Is upto you
But I write,
Where I belong.

I cant read myself,
Very few can,
But still I try,
To look through the curtains,
Into the skin of imposter,
That I feel has overgrown,
Into the eyes,
To find the real light.

I always find air,
Fresh from the grounds,
Stale with rotten things,
Scented with beauty,
Stinking with grey,
But not always flavoured,
Sometimes in black and white,
Where grayishness mingles in,
And darkens the horizon.

I try to block them out,
I try to shout out,
I try to cut the bluff,
But trying is not enough.

Tears of the blue sky come pelting down,
Someday, I will turn them into smiles,
Someday, I will take flight.

DROPS OF WATER

What water is like?
Is it salty,
Or is it sweet;
Is it blue,
Or is it white.

If you can answer,
Then you know love;
It is tasteless,
Yet it is the sweetest,
It is colourless,
Yet it is most coloured.

Some feel it,
Some taste it,
Yet some imagine it.

Water is same,
Whether of different land,
Country or world,
But still the land,
Render its own aroma.

You love someone,
Can you name it?
Crush, affection or infatuation,
Or some go for adoration,
But yet water is the same,
Just the aroma differs,
The perception differs,
The colour of light differs.

Lonely Guy

I dont know, what this pain is;
But it hurts where it hurts most,
And bring along the tears.

I didnt knew I was alone,
until i found, all doors closed.
I thought I can bear it along,
But someway, along the way,
This is tearing my heart apart.
I hope somebody, anybody
Be there to care,
About the things I do,
The things I say,
The things I am.
Somebody, I am alone.

I hope you hear what I say,
And someday, someway,
I am there and you too,
To share along the smile,
To somebody, from the lonely guy.

I am alone

There is so much,
Which can hurt.
Why so that the the thing
Which hurts most,
Is no war or no pain;
But a feeling
Which drives me insane.

Plying along the way,
Alone all day,
I try not to care.
But the heart,
My heart, cant see,
cant hear,
What I want to say.

It just keeps on beating,
Keeps on repeating,
The song of lonelyness.
When somebody is alone,
Waiting for somebody all along.