Beautiful lines from ZNMD with a few add on's by my BRO

Jab jab dard ka baadal chaya

Jab ghum ka saya lehraya

Jab aansoo palkon tak aya

Jab yeh tanha dil ghabraya

Humne dil ko yeh samjhaya

...Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai

Duniya mein yunhi hota hai

Yeh jo gehre sannate hain

Waqt ne sabko hi baante hain

Thoda ghum hai sabka qissa

Thodi dhoop hai sabka hissa

Aankh teri bekaar hi nam hai

Har pal ek naya mausam hai

Kyun tu aise pal khota hai

Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai

Ye Jo Pyar Bhari Chanv hai

Jiske liye ye sara jeeven qurban hai

Teri Annkon me mujhe wo nazar aata hai

Kabhi Sooraj Ki Dhoop Sa

To Kabhi Chand Ki Chawo Sa nazar aata hai

Kabhi terii un Namm aankon me sama jata hai

To Kabhi teri yado ke sayee me kho jata hai

Kaash tu bhi ye dil ko samjha pata

Ki Dil to akkhir Dil he issi liye wo rota hai

Kisi apne ki yado me wo khota hai...

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AnD wE sAy LiFe'S nOt FAir...

We say life’s not fair While complaining about the flavor less food in the mess While we are not able to get a seat to sit on a railway platform While criticizing the system for making us stand in a long queue at a movie theatre We say we are confused Confused of not knowing Which attire to purchase for a friend’s wedding Confused in choosing a restaurant to party Among all these complaints And confusions Can we all just stop for a moment And look around… Look around for the construction worker who is in fact unaware if he will be able to get two time bread and a room to sleep and relax each morning he wake up... look around for the maid who don’t even have two piece clothing to cover herself up who feels stranded of not being able to buy even a mango on her child’s demand... we say we are bewildered bewildered about which dream to chase and which direction to pursue In between this thought juggling stop for a moment and look around look around...

Eternal Bliss

Dazzling drops of sunlight dances on the crystal blue waves of the river, soothing them with their warmth, all through the day... and then the sun sets into the river's eternal depth, to keep it warm through the night, only to rise again the next morning... The same story repeats every morning, But every time I watch it, it seems new... Every ray of sun narrates the story of it's own, Every wave of river narrates the story of it's own, But every time I try to put these stories into words, I fail miserably, The beauty leaves me spellbound and engulf all my words, taking me into the world of eternal bliss...

गर्मियों की छुट्टियाँ

दो महीने की लम्बी छुट्टियाँ , दादी और नानी के घर पर बिताती ... रात को दादी की राजा- रानी की कहानियों में , खुद को राजकुमारी मान कर , अपने ही सपनों में खो कर, सो जाती ... सुबह उठ कर, नानी के संग पूजा की थाली , फूलों से सजाती और उन के भजनों, के दो-चार शब्द जो समझ आते, उन के साथ गुन-गुना कर बड़ी खुश हो जती ... दादा के संग बजार घुमने जाती, और पड़ोस के चाचा की दुकान पर बैठे, लोगो को, राम- राम साहब कह के, उन से चार टॉफ़ी पा कर , अपनी फ्हराक की छोटी-छोटी जेबॆए भर लाती ... दोपहर को नाना के संग ताश खेलती, और कागज के गुलाम- बादशाहों की अनोखी दुनिया में खो कर, नाना की गोदी के तकिये पर, सर रख कर सो जाती ... शाम को चाचा- चाची और मामा-मामी, वाले दीदी-भईया के संग लुक्का-छुप्पी खेलती, और सब को भाग- भाग कर पकड़ लेती ... आज भ...

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