Waqt ke panne

Waqt ke panno pe bikhre the kuch lavzo ke lamhe

Kuch ne nagmo ka rukh liya

Kuch kashtiyo me beh gaye

Kuch yuhi gum ho gaye

Kisi Aur Waqt ke Panno me

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Kati Patang Bhi Udaa Tha Kabhi

Tried writing a hindi/urdu shayari. Hope You enjoy reading it 🙂

 

Roz marre ko mar mar ke jeena

Jaise Patte jo dhale shyam ki tarah

Behte pani ka rukh kisne dekha

Bade chalo bahaar ki tarah

 

Andar ki aawaz dhunde ek zehra

Sehma sa ghut raha hai kahin

Duniya se kya lena dena

Tu Kayaro ka Kafil toh nahi?

 

Woh ras hee kya jo raseela na ho

Woh baat thee kya jo binkahi ho

Kati patang bhi Udaa tha kabhi

Aasma ko Aadab kahan tha kabhi!

 

 

Of fearlessness and fears

Not sure if even the greatest warriors or saints would ever be fearless totally. Maybe they are. But is being fearless a good virtue truly? In fact, I believe human psychology would not allow one to be completely fearless. For example, you cannot be absolutely fearless when a bus is fast approaching you or when you are about to accidentally touch boiling water. I think fear is essential in many ways. It is fear that stimulates our impulses and makes us take quick and radical decisions. It is very natural to have fear of losing someone you love. Complete fearlessness can be catastrophic many times. The way human beings are marching ahead fearlessly in the name of development, globalisation and urbanisation, one needs to sit back and analyse where we are going wrong. And that would happen only if you have fear about the power of mother nature. Fearlessness can be ruthless sometimes as well. A man wanting to chase his dreams might keep aside all the emotional aspects of life in that rage. Fear makes you humble from within and makes you realise that you are not the best out there but just a tiny dot in this universe. Yes, when you have nothing to lose, you are definitely more confident. But I think fear and fearlessness is related in some way. It is the fear of losing freedom that makes warriors fearless. It is the fear of losing national security that makes our soldiers fearless. All said and done, there is one kind of fear that is absolutely worthless to have, fear of failure. Once you purge out that fear from your mind, you have a sense of contentment and a raised level of confidence!

Artist ka Keeda (An Artist’s Bug)

Imagine nails placed vertically upside down on your seat. The moment you sit, you feel like getting up, but then, the floor is burning hot as well. You don’t really know what to do and try identifying what is making you so restless. Finally, you arrive at the fact that it is the usual keeda (bug) that keeps biting every artist once in a while. That bug could be termed as anything – an expression, an idea, a thought, an inspiration or anything you want to call it. Even that keeda does not know what it really is. It is as restless as you are and keeps biting you to find its own identity. You then have no other option but to try and find out its real form, the real form of that expression, that idea or whatever name you want to give it. The keeda then pushes you to find the medium through which you can give a definite form to that expression. Each artist channelizes his or her energy through a medium he or she is comfortable with. A painter would start painting, a singer starts singing, a filmmaker starts making films. By the end of this process, that expression is out. The artist tries his or her best to best match the keeda’s expectations. He or she might fall short of them in some cases but then the keeda is mostly happy for the fact that you devoted your love towards giving it a form, an identity which it always craved for. The keeda retrieves back, stops biting, and the artist feels at ease.

Not for long though. Keeda sooner or later starts biting again, seeking a new identity!

A Man Minus his Dream

A man minus his dream

Is like free-falling in a black hole’s realm

 

A sleepless night catching up on sleep

An irky feeling, he never wants to keep

 

A sighted man who just can’t see

Stranded in strange reality

 

Like the one who Has to Live at any cost

With a Love that’s lost

 

Like a lost tune

He once always knew

 

A search he can’t avoid

Finding nothing but void

 

He calls out to his Dream

Not a whisper, but a scream

 

Some Day He Will find

Repose of another kind!

 

A man minus his dream

Is like free-falling in a black hole’s realm

Are we really time-bound?

Who declared that time ticks away all the time? The ticking hand of the clock? But wasn’t all that a man-made concept? So what if we were to consider that time never ticked ahead and that the occurrence of day and night was just a natural phenomenon; and so was the case with ageing? Think. You would be where you are now, you wouldn’t have lived the years you thought you have, you just observed the days following the nights and then finally died one fine day. Is this thought making you feel better or worse? I feel better. The feeling that you are not bound by time, you are beyond time, you are not chasing something just because you think you are falling short of time. So when you assume that there is not concept called time, there is probably all the time in the world! Relax; things will happen, when they have to. But, this is just a thought; don’t consider it to be your licence to not be punctual heheh. It is your mind, think whatever suits you best!