नाज़नीन-ऐ-शब से रुखसत होकर,
अब इश्क़ सहर से अदा करनी है,
क़ैद-ऐ-वक्त से दूर,
अब इश्क़ ठहर के अदा करनी है।

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I walk on the lines which I drew ages ago when I felt cheated and I imagine which side will I tumble this time.

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शायद,
वक्त वो यार है हमारा जो रूठ चुका है,
घर वो दूर किनारा है जो पीछे छूट चुका है।
मझधार ही सही, खुशकिस्मत हैं हम दरिया में,
हज़ारों का, ये सपना भी टूट चुका है।

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Waqt naaraaz hai tumse, to tum kyu ruthe ho.
Waqt se yaari karne waale aksar badal jaate hain.

Sab paani paani ho gaya hai, to tum kyu rote ho.
Barf se chamakte rishtey aksar pighal jaate hain.

Kaho ke "Mai bhool jaunga tumhe."
Bhavishya ki chakachaundh mei to,
jhoote waade aksar dhul jaate hai.

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Raat ke andhere me akela baitha hu,
Ujaale ki talaash me to kaafi lage hain.
Waqt se pooch raha hu fursat hai use ya nahi,
Daur me to baaki sab lage hain.
Shayad yahi peeche chhoot jaaun mai par lajja nahi,
Yahan mujhse peeche bhi kafi khare hain.
Kadam barhaunga kabhi na kabhi, apni dagar pe,
Doosron ke raste to sab chale hain.
Sooraj sa dikhunga tumhe, akela aur door kahin,
Chand se to kayi chamak rahe hain.

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Do you know night? I believe no one does.
Studded with stars and still stuck between two days. Days of toil and days of glee but irony is that night is the one which brings most remote thoughts to us, sinking us down in the bed of darkest seas. In the dark, we stand at bifurcating roads, forced to choose one of them. But here I ask, can't we choose a night? A night stuck between them and lined with stars. Can't we just fly ignoring the options we have?

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Played thy sweetest lines and made sure they were progeny of flattery.
Sailed to the furthest shores and made sure they don't stay with me.
Drew me thy prettiest sketches and made sure they didn't have me.

Now you be the happiest mortal on this land and make sure your bliss isn't temporary like thee.
My words canst stay but I bid farewell,
For now I have reached the omega, although you were alpha of my glee.

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Writing comforts my mind and it is almost blissful hiding behind fictions but I fear the day I will run out of these.
Do you?

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I might say I am high,
when I would be one bottle down of ink and still sober.
However I would love to see the readers getting tipsy in the aftermath.

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Watson: There she left me! Who asked you to not so kindly enlighten her about her slightly abnormal walk and her cruel ex in the middle of breakfast? How many times do I have to scream in your ears that please try not being yourself (rude and boastful) in front of people whom I care about? Are you somehow jealous of me?

Sherlock: Oh! Don't harass your mind with her thoughts and remember that life is supposed to happen now and then while you gloriously swim around in the bliss of being alive. In simple words, she talked too much.

Watson: !!!???

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