अगर मै शब्द होती...
तुम खेलते मुझसे
और मै खिल उठती तुम्हारी रचना के नए रूपमे
तुम मुझे सोचते, समजते, मेरे माइने जानते
और हर बार नए माइनो में मुझे पेश करते
मै ही तो होती तुम्हारा काम, तुम्हारा नाम,
तुम्हारी सोच और
जरिया तुम्हारे खयालो को बयां करने का
मेरा हर नया रूप बनता वजह तुम्हारी पहचानका
तुम्हारे धन और आराम भी तो मुझी से होते
दुनिया तुम्हे मेरे ज़रिये जानती, सराहती,
आसमान पे बिठाती
तुम जानते मेरी अहमियत और शायद,
इसी लिए खोये रहते मुझमे
कोई नहीं रचना के बारे में सोचते हुए
तुम मुझे पढ़ते, लिखते और अपने होठों से बयां करते
इतराते ये सोचकर के मै तुम्हारे साथ हूँ
अगर मै शब्द होती...

Lovely eve...

One day...
We went together,
We talked, laughed,
And worked together
On that eve,
We came closer
His beard cheeks
Touched my neck
I turned shy
He held my face
And embraced me
Whispered near my ears
O dear! Allow me to kiss your lips
I smiled, he did...
Unconcerned about the people around us...
Whispered again,
This is what I never knew...
U made it possible my charming!
The way ended
We had to leave
We left unwantedly...

I still remember
That late night I came to your city
That was unknown for me
There were no mobiles to contact
I was feared that I would not find u
Someone told your last bus has gone
I was about to cry and…
I saw u,
I run towards u and hugged u like a child
I learned to hug first when I met u
I felt so secured in your arms
And till the date that feeling of security
Has become the strong bond of
Our relationship
Wherever you are
Far or nearer
You are always present
In my heart as
A feeling of security

फूल सी नाज़ुक है वो
खिलखिलाती है वो
लडखडाती चले
मुस्कुराती आये
मम्मा मुझको बुलाये
गाना देख वो खाए
रात मुझको जगाये
खिलौने उसको न भाए
थाली चम्मच बजाये
कच्ची सब्जी भी खाए
चाय चखने वो आये
सु सु करके खेले
आइना देखकर मुस्कुराती है वो
मेरी सारी किताबे गिराती है वो
उसको कचरे का डब्बा लगे है प्यारा
पुरे घरमे यूँ कचरा फैलाती है वो
अपने पापा की छाती से चिपके है वो
अपने भैया के पीछे जो भागे है वो
कुत्ता देख के कुद्के लगाती है वो
जब भूख लगे खूब चिल्लाती है वो
रसोई में हल्ला मचाती है वो
कांच की बर्नियों को गिराती है वो
डायनिंग टेबल के निचे छुप जाती है वो
टीवीमें एड देख खिलखिलाती है वो
हरे मटर के दानो से खेले है वो
अपनी मम्मा की जुल्फों से खेले है वो
अपने हाथों से आँखें मसलती है वो
फिर धीरे से सपनो में खोती है वो
सुबह हसती हुई फिर से जगती है वो
ऐसे दुनिया मेरी रौशन करती है वो
ऐसा मुझको खिलाये
ऑफिस को देर कराये
रोज नए नखरे है
तौबा वो क्या कहने है
सुबह की किरन है वो
मेरा उजाला है वो
मेरी प्यारी है वो, मेरी बेटी है वो
मेरे सपनो की जैसे रंगोली है वो

I know not how to say

But yes, we are apart now

There are no words

I find to express the agony

How would be life then?

Would it be life?

It’s hard time to take this decision  

Forgive me for, I took it alone

For the sake of our love,

Let’s not stretch ourselves

For, nothing and just pain

 It may take years to leave

That dependency

That insecurity to lose

The security of being with you

During all the painful moments

Time may lead to break my decision

But this time,

I will hold myself

For not to look at you again

I will pass through it

Without that dependency

Which bent me down at your feet?

My love is not that lame!

I know not how to say…

I will not come again…

yesterday evening, Malhar came complaining that mama,

Hemang bhaiya ne mujhpe pani dala...

i said, koi bat nahi aap ko bhi pani dalna tha...

malhar said, arre mamma maine bhi pani dala lekin wo to bhag gae...

aur mujhe kaha k ek lat marunga to upar pahoch jaoge

i said, to aap unki mamma ko complain karo

aap ko unhe kehna chahiye tha k aap bade ho, chhote bachcho se aise bat nahi karte

mamma mai unki mamma Mrs. Gaur auntie ko complain to karu par unke kutton ka kya karu...wo to jor se bhoknte hai aur mujhe dar lagta hai...

i said, beta dur se Mrs. Gaur ko bulana wo kutto ko bandh degi

then he came back saying that mamma wo to nahi aayi wo kutte aa gaye...

let me call and complain...zara unka number laga k do...


On the phone Malhar said...Hello, Mrs Gaur auntie,

Mai 501 se Malhar bol raha hu...wo hemang bhaiya ne mujhpe pani dala..Mrs. Gaur said mai aur hemang C. G. Road pe hai...he said nahi auntie mai such keh raha hu...aap phone chalu rakho mai aap ki bhaiya se niche ja ke bat karvata hu...aap unko danto...

and then he went downstairs wid the phone and called hemang...
hemang was not der and he said thik hai auntie mai aap ko bad me phone karta hu...

at the 10:00 Mrs. Gaur came with Hemang to introduce her son that he was not there and they were together for lone tennis prectice...

Malhar was sleeping...she said it was a very sweet talk and i liked him very much...u r got sweet kid. he is very smart...lawyer banana usko...:-)

kya confidently complain karta hai...agar hemang mere sath na hota to mai uski bat man hi jati...

Kuchh yadein jo maine sanjo k rakhi hai
Do movie tickets,
Kuchh tumhari likhi kavitaein,
Ek do kitabein,
Wo kagaz ka havai jahaz,
Akhbar me chhapi tumhari tasvire
Ek gulab ka phul...
Tumhari aahat,
Tumhari hansi,
Kuchh barish ki bunde,
Kuchh sher,
Tumhari khichi huyi kuchh tasvire,
Aur woh sub jo in chizon ki tarha dikhta nahi...
Woh bahot sare lamhe,
Jo ek din bhigi ret k bane mahel se the...
Aaj waqt ki dhoop me woh ret sukh chuki hai
Aur woh mahel bikhar chuka hai
Par ab bhi bachi hai woh
Kuchh yadein jo maine sanjo k rakhi hai...

Chal tane ek vaat lakhu
Apni dostina palo ni yaad lakhu
Ek bhane jamela bhojan no swad lakhu
Ek gaam ni mulakaat lakhu
Ek nani safar no saath lakhu
Ek camera ni tasvir lakhu
Ek chitraman na shabd lakhu
Canteen ni cha ni chuski lakhu
Ek jhagda no kakdat lakhu
Ek hasya khadkhadat lakhu
Tara ghughra no ranker lakhu
Ek geet no ganganat lakhu
Ek aansu ni kharash lakhu
Thodi masti ni mithash lakhu
Ek natak no samvad lakhu
Ek kavita no kalrav lakhu
Ek attar ni sugandh lakhu
Google ni ek chat lakhu
Tari chupki no avaj lakhu
Mari aankho na saval lakhu
Ek Hi ane ek bye lakhu
Chal tane ek vat lakhu
Apni dosti na palo ni yaad lakhu
Mayurika

Hey, I heared Obama's first speech as the President of America. I found him so simple and down to earth though he has created the history in the American politics! Very nice language he used. A friendly body language! Let's hope for the best. Even he has emerged out as a great hope to the world. Best Of Luck Obama!

Jub hum 60 sal ke honge
Subah ki chay sath piyenge
Aur kuchh kadam sath chalenge har sham
Hamare ghar ki balcony suni nahi hogi
Kyon ki hum honge vaha
Hamari pasand ke kuchh paudhe bhi lagayenge
Jinhe hum office k jhamele me nahi laga paye
Aur tub tum apna mobile kum sun na
Kyonki mujhe sunani hogi woh dher sari batein
Jo kabhi tumhare mobile ki vajah se tum ne nahi suni
Sunoge na??
Tub bhi mai tum se jhagda karungi
Wo waqt vapas karne ke liye jo tum ne mujhe nahi diya
Khana to hum sath hi khayenge
Aur tum apne sare kam bad me karoge
Tumhara har pal sirf mera hoga...
Barish k dino me Dang zarur jayenge
Aur me tub bhi Capri pehne apne
Camera sath liye ghumungi...
Ek library hogi jaha tum apne akhbar
Aur mai apni novels sath padhenge
Dekhenge wo tasvire aur yad karenge
Har wo pal jo hum ne jaldi me jiye honge kabhi
Aur bitenge hamare woh fursat ke pal
Yad karte hue un palo ko
Jub hame fursat nahi thi
Jub hum 60 sal ke honge
Apne shaher ki har sadak se guzrenge
Aur fir se dekhenge har woh nazara jo
Kabhi hum ne jaldi me nahi dekhe
Un sare dosto ko milenge jinhe
Hum salo nahi mile honge
Mai tub bhi tum se ruthungi
Aur tum mujhe dino tak manana
Kyonke tumhe kabhi waqt nahi tha mujhe manane ka
Aur hum muskurayenge woh
Mera ruthna yad kar ke
Jub hum 60 sal ke honge