Koi Undekhi Muskaan…

I have jointly crafted this poem with Rohit Sharma


koi undekhi muskaan, ek bhuli si yaad ki tarah…
kisi khoyi kitaab mein rakha gulaab ka phool ban ke reh gaya hoon…
dhool mein lipte, khaton ka berang lahu ban ke reh gaya hoon…
khoye raaston mein, adhoori si manzil ban ke reh gaya hoon…

ankahi si dastaan, patjhad ke mausam ki tarah…
ankhule tohfe ki mayusiyat ban ke reh gaya hoon…
teri pehli si sanson se bichda mehek ban ke reh gaya hoon…
sardiyon ki neendon mein bhula sa khwaab ban ke reh gaya hoon…

anjaan sa dard, ansune dhadkan ki tarah…
dabe hothon mein chipa hua izzhar ban ke reh gaya hoon…
bheege palkon ke peeche thama hua aansoo ban ke reh gaya hoon…
tere dil ke kisi kone mein adhoora sa pehla pyar ban ke reh gaya hoon…

Love is never answered in Love *sigh*

yeah.....very true.....never ever in your life....would you encounter a relationship made up of (so called) LOVE actually in Love.....You see a couple.....You think they are so lucky...They both are in SO SO LOVE....i mean who the hell...doesn't want to be in love.....It is such a beautiful feeling.....To think about a person who never existed until you met him/her....and everything changes once the eyes exchange a few glances.....the only thing matters then is the person....how is he feeling....you care about her all the time...you try to think what she may be thinking.....evrything revolves around the person.....you would do anything....by going out of the way.....but then you have to control.....here i retuirn back to topic.....The person you think (internally you are sure...it is love...but you want to think otherwise....for the reason i am gonna tell next) you are in love....is in love with somebody else....a relationship thats in existence for years togather....here comes the test number one of your love....you decide to keep admiring (mind the word....it is admiring and not loving which you are actually doing) the person....accept the fact that she can;t be yours....but you say this....you shouldn't be expecting anything of the person you love....you will have to love unconditionally (why the hell do they have to show these things in the movies...but its not just movies.....you actually want to do that....from the bottom of your heart).....you decide to love her but never give a sign to her....then you specind time with her.....you listen to her....and you realise that how right you were in loving her....and you feel the urge to express.....because you just can't let her go......she is the person you want to be in love with....you want the small hour or 2 meets to turn into the entire day....everything is getting affected.....you are lost.....but you want to continue....you love her so much.....you keep listening to her.....what her boy friend has to say.....how they fell in love.....and you endure happily, things that she does and which annoy you....but you are ready to accept her even then.....you have given yourself completely to her....you do everything she wants you to do......and you are actually happy doing it.....i mean....how else would you define LOVE........but no.....you are admiring her.....(wtf?).....and then you start realising that she is talking less of her boyfriend.....her older relationship.......it is more of she and you in the conversations (tujhe na dekhon toh chain...mujhe aata nahi hai......kahin mujhe pyar...hua toh nahi hai.....oh so sorry....the song on my headphones)...you try to stop her doing this.....you try to get her back on track.....with her relationship....a relationship strengthned over time....tested and tried by fire called time....(oh! what crap?)......but she doesn't want to do that...she is talking about some other stuff....some other person may be.....(is it me?.....oh god....let it be me please).......and one fine day....she tells you.....she is feeling a little more and different about (not me) a common friend......(oh holy shit...why could it be not me)......and you know the common friend.....he gives a damn about her or for any other girl for that matter....and you have to live with the fact that.....
X loves Y.....Y loves Z.....and what the helll......Z loves himself......there is no relationship between the crappy alphabets....

LOVE AND LIFE ...... COMPLICATED

For my Love Struck buddies 2 - A few more

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mera ishq bol raha hai...aye mehjabeen...
aa mitaye kuch iss tarah se yeh doori....
aa tujhe itna pyaaar karoon....mere dilnasheen....
na reh jaaye koi bhi tammanna adhoori...
khauff ho....maut ka bhi...aaj nahin......
aa..aaj hi karein...zindagi bhar ki mohabbat poori....

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yun...tum dekhte ho jab meri aor....muskura ke...
dil ke saare armaan machal jaate hain...
poochti ho..."kyun itna chahte ho humein"...sharma ke...
aey zaalim...ab toh samajh...yun hi nahin log fisal jaate hain

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aaj koi kamesh ko rok paaye...hain zamaane mein nahi taaqat...
kaash usse bhi yeh dard naseeb ho...ho jaaye usse bhi mohabbat...

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aashiqon ke gham hote hain...shaayaron ki kalam...
kaagazon pe likhte hain...aashiqon ke zakhm...
likhte kya khaak...jo bewafa na hote sanam...

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daga diya humein...samjhe jinhe apna khuda
ab aansoon bhi kiske liye bahaye....
khuda hi apna nahi nikala

Thanks - Amod Chaourasia

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akela rah gaya main...yaar hua bewafa...
mere ishq ke aakhiri makaam pe...diya usne daga...
usse tu maaf kar dena mere khuda....
uske iss khata ki mujhe dena tu sazza...

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yaad aaye iss qadar....tum...aaj mere dost....
dekh ke tumhara khat....hue hum khushnaseeb.....
khuda se koi aur bhi tammanna ki hoti...toh poori hoti...
kaash humne dua manga hota...aa jaon tum hamare kareeb....

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For my Love Struck buddies

Lately....Everybody is falling in love around me....Love is in the air...
I have been penning down a few lines for my love struck buddies....
You can use it or just read it....this is my tribute...

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yeh teri yaad hai...ki meri jaan ki dushman
akele...bin tere..yahan....lagta nahi mera mann
tu mujhse milne aa ja...ya bhej de....
mere janaze ke liye kafan

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huye faasle darmiyan.....duniya waalon ki meher hai
tumse door yahan jeena....yeh jeevan ek zeher hai
aa in dooriyon ko mita dein....warna aane waala ek kaher hai

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chipe huye shayar ko...aye mere dost
chingaari dee hai tere ishq ne....
ab na isse rokna....na iska gala ghotna....
roshan hone de poore qaynaat ko....

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I'll keep them coming...enjoy

Woh saazish thi chandni ki.....

"Yeh saazish hai boondon ki" ....the most melodious and lyrically, wonderfully composed song of "Fanna" fills the screen as I watch the late night show of the movie in a so called AC theatre of the city. Technically crafted rain drops pouring over the beautifully poised Zooni(Kajol) and Rehaan(Aamir) along with the music and words teleport me to the moonlit night when everything was just perfect as it was in this scene.

It was a Saturday night and I was stuffed with delicious meal and prepared for the night event in the society. I was least interested in the event but my gal said that she would meet me up during the event for our date that night. I was looking forward to the date with baited breath and cared a damn about the show. But for the reader’s convenience, it was the annual cultural event organized by the society to flaunt the talent hidden in the ward.

By the time I reached for the program, it was too late and all the back seats were full. Regretfully, I took the second row seat and was looking for my gal, to go away from this as soon as possible. But, she was nowhere to find. The first two programs of the event excluding the inaugural non-sense speeches were over and I was still sitting all alone. Being a short tempered person, I started fuming with rage that she was letting me go through all this crap all alone. But everything became clear when the shitty speakers of the local event manager sounded the open air theatre with the beautiful voice of my gal. I looked towards the microphone on the stage to find my gal standing there with two of her friends who were equally gorgeous and charming, singing out a delightful track from oldies. I was flat. I was bowled over at this act of my gal. After finishing off the act, her eyes asked me to come over to the green room. I went there and we moved for the building terrace of D wing away from both of our homes for our date.

At first there was no talk, both of us were staring the moon with our hands entangled into each other’s. I could feel the warmth in our contact tonight. I broke the silence by thanking her for the lovely gift of a song. I was trying to be filmy. And knowing me well she teased me to don’t try and push my luck harder and that it was a normal performance and no gift and all. I knew this and laughed it out. Then I threw another corny filmy line “aaj chaand kitna khoob dikh raha hai”. To this one she said nothing and joined with me in staring the moon. The moon was actually shining the brightest I have ever seen it in my entire lifetime. Was it the moon or was it something else? We were silent for another few minutes when she sparked the fourth dialogue of the scene.

“Did you like the song?”

“I never heard it. I was staring your friends. Both of them were looking soooo hot.”

“haan…haan…chal…jyada hoshiyaar mat ban….”, she said teasingly.

“I loved your song. I didn’t know you sung so well. I seriously think you should try the next ‘Indian Idol’.”

She smiled and said nothing. We were silent again. I held her even closer to me and the warmth was now getting hotter. I caressed her hands. Everything was too perfect. The moonlit night. The ambience. The cool breeze stroking our hairs. The stage was set. It was going to be a night both us would never forget if I don’t make any mistakes. Only I have to take the initiative. I turned her face towards me and looked into her eyes. I asked for her permission and in reply she closed her eyes. And I had my first kiss.

"It's the darkest before dawn"

The following is a paragraph crafted by my friend Rohit Sharma...
But he is too lazy to blog it or bring it to the light of the day...
You can post him comments on this address - ibm_ace@yahoo.com

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I had reached the fag end of my struggle with life and had decided upon the ultimate. Before plunging into the darkness I found myself buying time, gazing into the vastness that the nature has bestowed upon me, through the sole window in my room. The dim light from the candle never looked so powerful, amazed as I was looking at its will to burn against the monstrous storm outside. A tiny ant, struggling to achieve an impossible task to carry a crumb double its weight caught my attention. As simple as these things were, meaningful vibes that were coming from them lead me towards light.
The storm has stopped, paving it way to the dawn, the candle won the battle against the storm and finally the crumb mounted the ant reluctantly. That's when I realized the true meaning of the saying "It's the darkest before dawn".

My new comp

AMD Athlon 64 3500+
ASUS A8NE Motherboard
1GB x 2 CORSAIR RAM
160 GB SATA Seagate Barracuda
XFX nVidia 7600 GT 256 MB XXX Edition card
5.1 Creative Inspire Speakers
7.1 Creative Inspire Sound Card
17" CRT Samsung Flat
Zebroinics ATX Cabinet
Logitech Cordless Mouse and Keyboard
Sony DVD Writer + 1.44 MB FDD
Pinnacle TV Tuner Media Center Card

A complete gaming freak i am...and this is a Mid range rig to play all the new games like HL2, FEAR on more than decent graphics settings...

It costed me around 70 K

Euphoria's Mehfuz - songs that would be mehfuz in your hearts and souls

The band has emerged out of all difficulties with so many people moving out and so many others joining on the wagon.....They bring to us their lyrically and melodiously best - Mehfuz....

Superb songs....loved them all....

"Mehfuz" is the best lyrics heard in all times....

"Doha" is the most innovative and educative expereince...a superb take....

the popularity of "Soniya" says it all....but it is actually a more motivating song than "Mantra"....

"Roshni" and "Dil" obviously has the Gulzar touch that requires a couple of hearings before you catch whats being said....Loved them....

"Bhoola Sab" and "Gami" are the perfect ways of handling defeat in love...Cool Songs....

"Kyna's Song" is perfect way of defining Love and God and our Beloved....Loved it..Superb Lyrics

"Eupho-rik" is cool guitar...."Rab jaane" is best way of exploring the mysticism of GOD...Truly mesmerising lyrics...

"Ki Farak Painda" is just above average.....actually less than average....it reduces the overall score...

"She's Beautiful" and "Savera" are songs you listen and forget....

But overall the album deserves - 8.5/10

Best lyrics and finest melodies by the band to this date.....

You guys would always be Mehfuz with us in our hearts and souls....