It was fine when books
reminded me of you.
But it got terrifying the day
I started to look for you in poems.
-
ऐ दोस्त,
बड़ी देर से मिला तू,
खुशनसीबी ही है मेरी,
जो मिला मुझे तू।
नाम तो कई लिए होंगे,
मगर पुकारा सिर्फ तुझे ही है।
बांट के मेरे साथ अपनी ज़िन्दगी,
बनाया तूने इसे हसीन है।
ऐ दोस्त,
जो आ गया है अब तू,
तो रहना साथ कयामत तक।
तुझे ढूंढते- ढूंढते थक सा गया था मैं,
अब अगर खो दिया, तो सब हार जाऊंगा मैं।
-
"तुम, अदाओं पर जा मिटें, हम सादगी पर हैं अटके",
........कैसे होगा मिलन........????-
My smile disappears
I'm present there for only
Neglecting the silence of weird
All these things are astounding
But also feels redundant
Experiencing something outstanding
For all this thing I'm overwhelmed-
There are friends & there are friends,
Some see you as means to ends,
Some are nice & do mean well,
Some will make you go through hell.
Now, I don't know which kind you are,
But I'll tell you what I've learned so far:
Stick with me through good & bad
And I will do the same, comrade.-