Badalte rishtey...

suna tha rishtey badalte nahin,
waqt badalta hai,
haalaat badalte hai,
par dil mein basey ehsaas badalte nahin...
zindagi ki kitaab ke,
kuch aise panney khule,
jhooth ka nakaab utarne laga,
sach se humara saamna hua...
samajh aane lagi zindagi ki sachai,
jinse ki humne mahobbat,ab wahi preet lagti hai parayi,
har ehsaas ki,har baat ki...
unse judi har yaad ki,
samajh aane lagi hume geherai...
humne apno ko badalte dekha,
haalaat ke saath bigadte dekha,
jo humari har kahani sunte the,
aaj unhe hi khamosh hote dekha...
apno ko paraye hote dekha,
waqt ki tarah rukh badalte dekha...
jinki aankhon mein basey the hum,
unki hi nigahon se khud ko ojhal hote dekha...
kyun apne sab paraye ho jaate hai ?
jo kabhi the sirf humare,
ajnabi ban jaate hai...
kaun keheta rishtey badalte nahin,
Jab unhe nibhane wale insaan hi badal jaate hai...
Sim
June 2007

India ki Kahaani.. ek so called NRI ki zubaani..

Where to start from I have no clue, Tapati Hui dhoop ya morning dew,
Raat ki shaanti ya subah subah ka "kidhar, kahan, kyun"..?

Should I talk about the rich man with poor heart,
ya vo rahees jisne dekha nahi kabhi kya hota hai thaat..
Where politicians play all the dirty games,
Reh jaata hai mango man piss kar,karta reh jata hai bas complain..

Time kiske paas hai,kamaye ya desh ko sudhare,
Apni apni pockets hi na bhar le..?
Filled with corruption..
There we easily breath in pollution..

Par kya hai is desh mein ki,
Phir bhi ye hai apna hi..
Pyar se Hume apni oar kheech hi leta hai, har Indian pareshani mein bhi muskurahat dhundh hi leta hai..

Ghoom aye hum chahe sari duniya,
Nahin hai kahin bhi ek aur INDIA..
Kahan milti hai india jaisi roadside chat, Kahan kar pata hai, daal kar muh mein gol gappe ,har koi aur baat..;)

Milta hai pardes mein bhi sab,
Par nahin milta koi apna Jo samajh paye samose aur jalebi ka combo kitna hai jabardast.
Cholle bhature,kachori,tikki,Bhel aur sev puri,
Kulad mein chai, wadapaav,lassi,rasmalai, aur chuski in sabke bina hai har Indian ki zindagi adhuri..

Jahan hoti hai shorr machaati subah aur shaant raat,
Apni pata ho NA ho, malum hoti hai sabko apne neighbors ki har Baat ;)
The mind blowing traffic sense of rickshaw walas,
And the black, yellow ,green bees like autowalas..
The speeding dtc and best buses, Our new metro also now is overflowing with the masses..
Yahan 5 gaadi Dekh kar log traffic traffic chilate hai,
Wahan 5 ghante bhi khade hokar hum shanti se ghar pahunch hi jaate hai..

Our famous aunties with their all time motherly love,
Aur agar ho jaye Kuch garbar to bhul jao kya hai ye love shav;)
They are famous with their husbands last name,
Par koi nahin pehchanta unhe, ye hai unki begams ka fame..

Jahan light jaati hai to log baaju mein dekhte hai,
Aaj bhi paani NA aaye to balti padosi se ghar se bharte hai..
Aaj bhi bacche gali mein cricket khelte hai,
Yahan kahan aise dost milte hai..

Ladkon ki Mandali jab sadak pe nikalti hai,
Lagta hai bas Abhi hi unhone vo locality khareedi hai..
Apne apne areas hai sabke,
Jaib chahe khali ho, tashan uchey uchey hai sabke..
Gadi lekar jab nikalte hai,
Ankhon pe kala sachma, sheeshe neeche aur bas tez tez gaane bajte hai..
They think girls aise impress hoti hai, Nalayak samajh nahi pate ki vo un par hasti hai..;)

Girls are always busy following the latest trends,
Kabhi nahi khatm hota unka 'khee khee' with friends.
Kabhi jholaas to kabhi flats,
Kabhi heels with French plat.
Kabhi ankhon mein dark dark kajal,
Kabhi kurti with pairon mein one payal.. Ladkon ko impress karne mein ye bhi kasar nahi chodti,
Kabhi khud ko kareena,to kabhi Katrina hai samajhti..;))

Competition has driven every one crazy, Some become extremely active n some are happy to be lazy;)
How can cut off for a plain graduation be 100%,
bachon ki jaan lega ye humara education system..
Upar se ye reservation, to vo reservation, Where will the general category go for their admission?

Abhi tak log ek waqt ki roti ke liye ladte hai, Din raat apne bachon ke liye mehenat karte hai..
Mana ki superstition se hi pal raha hai humara des.
Par apne sanskaaro ke liye Jana jata hai ye humara desi des.
Pooja path aur bado ka maan,
Isi mein Mante hai hum apni shaan..
Har tyohaar ko milke mañana,
Nothing in this world is more beautiful than the pataakhe, rang, mithai aur lohri pe gaane gana..

Likhna chahun to kabhi khatm nahi hoga, Hum so called NRI's ka pyar for india kabhi kam na hoga..
Nahin mil pate hum apno se,
Khane ko taras jaate hai hum maa ke haath se..
Har tyohaar har Khushi hai adhuri,
Bin ap sabke life is like no paneer in the curry ;)

India mein chahe hum ek dusre ko NA de zada bhaav,
Par yahan dikh jaye koi Indian to we feel WOW.
You must be wondering why this poem is not entirely in Hindi or in English,
Ye hai humara desipann, thodi Hindi, thodi English - in short HINGLISH ;)

Sim:)
April 2012

BANDAGI...

Zindagi kya kya karvate leti hai pata nahin..
Kab kya saamne aa jaye, kab kya kho jaye pata nahin..
Har mod par kardeti hai ye hairaan,
Chupi hoti hai us Baat mein bhi Khushi jiske liye hoti Hun mai pareshaan...
Jab jab Maine hauslaa khoya,
Zindagi ne us kudrat se parichay karvaya..
Girte to sab hai,
Par gir ke phir uthne ka hauslaa badaya..
Mai kabhi nahi samajh payi kya chupa hai un pardo mein,
Jab parde uthe to bas paya khud ko us khudaa ke saye mein...
Itni to Maine kabhi nahi uski Pooja ,
Ki de diya mujhe vo jiska mol nahi samjhega koi dooja..
Jab kabhi khud ko Bheed mein Akela paya,
Sab mein hi to hai vo ye ehsaas khud usi ne karvaya..
Phoolon ki khushboo mein,Baadlon ke gharondon mein..
Baarish ki bundon mein,idhar udhar ghumte bhawaron mein..
Raat ke khamosh andheron mein,subah ki un naram kirno mein...
Har girte pattey ki aahat mein,
Do dilon ki chaahat mein..
Bachon ki maasoom muskurahat mein paya usey,
Buzurgo ke ashirwaad mein panapte dekha usey..
Apno se jab pyar paya, to PAYA USEY,
Aur kabhi kadve Bol suna kar, humari kamiyon ka ehsaas karvaya usney..
Jitna bhi chahun shukriya NA kar paungi,
Bas apko kabhi bhul NA paungi..
Har pal yaad rahe aap Hume, jab tak hai zindagi,
Uske baad aap hi mein samah Jana hai meri bandagi..
sim:)
April2012

WHY,WHERE,WHEN..???

Where have we lost the innocence,
Why is there so much difference ?
When born we are considered God’s own image,
But gradually we lose it with our growing age.

Where is the purity,
Why are we doing all wrongs just to fight with our own insecurity (s).
Where have we lost that fragrance,
With which we could make others ours, with just one embrace.

Why does life force to us lie at times,
Why do we sometimes have to hide our tears n smiles.
Where have we lost that chuckling laughter,
Where are those days when we sailed our paper boats with pride in water?

As a child when our clothes got dirty it was washed away with soap,
but now when our intellect is stained, our mind is polluted, to improve we don't even hope.
Why does life force us to be what we don't Want to be,
Why can't we be just what we wish to be.

Experiences, tragedies, jealousies, losses n insecurities ...
Take away from us our purity.
Our soul which is part of the GREAT SOUL,
becomes hollow like a deep dark hole.

Devil n GOD both reside within us,
It's up to us, whom to impress n who's wishes to suppress.
Being connected to the great lord,
Following his path and never leaving
the noble cord.

We can hope to improve,
With time all the stains will be  removed.
But If we let the devil master our soul,
It will become dark like coal.

Strive to be what we were, when born,
With goodness we should try to adorn.
Our soul which is a gift so pure,
If it's too late it will be difficult to cure.

Be kind, spread love and don't lose your innocence,
that’s your true beauty and essence. 

Sim:)

April'2012

Jazzbaat...

आज  फिर  कुछ  लिखने  की  चाह  है ,
पर  कहाँ  मेरे  जज़्बातों  को  परवाह  है ..
कभी  ये  ख़ुशी  से  झूमने  लगते  है ,
तो  कभी  किसी  राह  पर  अपनी  पहचान  ये  आज  भी  ढूंढते  है ..
गम्म  से  ख़ुशी  तक  का  फासला  काफी  है,
पर  ख़ुशी  का  एहसास  अभी  भी  होना  बाकी  है ..
खुश  हूँ  की  जो  चाहा  वो  पाया  मैंने ,
फिर  क्यूँ  गम्म  से  अजब  ये  रिश्ता  जोड़ा  है  मैंने ..
शायद  जो  पाया  वो  किस्मत  है  मेरी ,
पर  जो  खोया  वो  इबादत  थी  मेरी ..
जिसे  पाया  उस  में  मैंने  खुदा  को  देखा ,
पर  जिसे  खोया  वो  खुद  खुदा  था  मेरा ..
उसी  ने  मुझे  इस  ख़ुशी  से  मिलवाया ,
जिस गम्म के  अँधेरे  में  खोये  थे , उसे  रौशन  करवाया ..
नजाने  ये  दिल  क्या  लिखना  चाहता  है ,
स्याही  से  ये  कुछ  रंग  शायद  भरना  चाहता  है ..
नहीं मिलते  लफ्व्ज़ मुझे  अपना  प्यार  दिखाने  को ,
कम  पड़ जाते  है  ये  गम्म  भी  छुपाने  को ..
ब्हे जाते  है  ये  जज़्बात  अश्खों  की  बारिश  में,
गम्म  हो  या  ख़ुशी  निकल  ही आते  है  ये  मेरा साथ  निभाने  को ..
कभी  ये  निकलते  है  उसका  पता  पूछने  को ,
तो  कभी  ये  ब्हे जाते  है  पा  कर  तुम  में  उसको ..

mar 2012

Lafvzon ke moti...

Dil ki baaton ko lafvzon mein pirona,
aasaan nahin in motiyon ko sajana...
Log kehete hai, ye hai ek  kavi ki kalpana,
Nahin samajh paate ye hai dil se nikla afsana..
Mushkil hai sabko kuch baatein samajhaana,
Sahara dete hai Hume ye lafvz,jab mushkil hota hai kisi apne ko bhulana...
Likh kar apne dil ki har baat,
piron ke inmein apne jazbaat...
Kar lete hai tassalli pahunch gayi un tak humare dil ki har baat,
Chahe milta nahin Hume unse koi jawaab...
Ye lafvz hai hi humara gehena,
saath chhod jaaye sab, tab bhi inhe hai humare saath rehena...
mar2012
Sim:)

enshrine the bliss...

Our body is a temple,
Although not decorated with flowers,lights n bells.
We see GOD seated in every temple,
similarly HE resides within every individual,
We can feel HIM although HE is intangible,
We can see HIM Although HE is not visible.

Its a gift so valuable,
Humans are the only species whom god has made so able.
We can do whatever we want,
More than animals,plants,birds,insects..HIS name we can chant.

After a long long journey we have been blessed,
With human body finally our soul has been dressed.
When in our mother's womb,
We promise to remember only god and ignore the wealth,palaces and tomb.

But as soon as we enter this magnetic world,
We go crazy over the flashy life,money,gems and pearls.
This craze makes us blind,
We forget to enshrine the one who in this world, is difficult to find.

He resides within the temple of our body,
Whatever we see, whoever we meet, HE resides within everybody.
If we fight with someone, it's HIM,
if we love someone, it's again HIM..
Don't abuse,don't hate "just love" because it's HIM,
You have all the power to see, to feel HIM.

We often forget the one who gives us all,
We don't realize HE is the CREATOR after all.
We forget to thank him,OUR GOD FATHER.
we all are just trying to add on our hat, one more feather.
We keep running after the materialistic things,
And forget,only temporary happiness they bring.

Should we not work on adding more and more assets,
I'm talking not about the worldly,but the spiritual aspect.
Its similar to our bank or company accounts,
The good earns and gives us a double, triple count.
With the bad,only credit mounts,
It's up to us to increase the worth of our final accounts.

Sim :)
Nov 2011