Pagal Larki

woh kaisee pagal larki thee
khawaboon main khoyee rehtee thee
jab koi ussay samjhata tha
woh hans kar tala kartee thee
phir ik din bhaithay bhaithay hee
na janay kyon woh ronay lagee
ashkoon kee aisee jharee lagee
woh tinka tinka behtee rahee
janay kis kay guman main thee
janay kis armaan main thee
woh kaisee pagal larki thee
woh aatay jatay chehroon ko
chup reh kar taktee rastoon ko
jheel see gehree aankhoon main
bhegee bhegee palkoon main
tofaan chupaye rehtee thee
ghum saray khud hee sehtee thee
woh kaisee pagal larki thee
hum nay bhi socha ik bar
pochain usska haal-e-zaar
kon hai woh adam-e-bayzaar
jis say kartee hai woh pyar
laikin hum to haar gaye
khali saray war gaye
ik din sheeshaa choor howa
sans ka panchee dur howa
jo pathar say takratee thee
woh aisee pagal larki thee

Mairee manzil ho (Shiraz Uppal)

tumhain kaisay bata doon tum mairee manzil ho, mairee manzil ho
jissay dhoonda hai nazroon nay wohi masoom sa dil ho

koi daikhay yeh tanhai yeh baychainee yeh majbooree
tamana hai kissi dil main jaga mil jaye thoree see

milay woh dil mujhay jo pyar kay kabil ho, mairay kabil ho
jissay dhoonda hai nazroon nay wohi masoom sa dil ho

mujhay iss haal main dekha to hontoon par hansee aayee
chalo kuch to kissi kay kaam apni baybusee aayee

mairee halat pay hanstay ho baray sangdil ho, baray sangdil ho
jissay dhoonda hai nazroon nay wohi masoom sa dil ho

Pyar ka din (Shiraz Uppal)

duniya main pyar ka din
aata hai din gin gin
milta hai pyar mairee jaan
qismat waloon ko laikin

jeevan main tanha tanha
chahat main ik dojay ki
tarpain jo dil sara saal
milnay ko woh dil tarsain
donoon ki aankhain barsain
milna ho jin ka mahaal

kartay hain wada iss din
jeeyain gay nahi tairay bin

It's Valentine's Day, Lover's Day

jaan say pyaroon ko jab
kartay hain paish woh sab
surkh mehaktay gulab
bay rang aankhoon ko bhi
bay chain saansoon ko bhi
kartay hain woh shadab

kaboo main rahain jazbaat
nahi yeh nahi mumkin

Cogitation about being

What life could be if we had an option to undo and redo.

The Life

The Life!

Is it a mystery? A cycle of preset events? No one knows. No one wants to understand. Everyone takes it as granted.

the first flight

Today, June 30, 2005 at 1153 hrs EDT, I created this blog. The title of this is: Me, Myself and I.