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Monday, January 20, 2020

Kandha

Crush
Tu kele ka chhilka hai
Jispe mai ek baar fisla tha 12 March ko
fir 13 March ko, 14 March ko
Fir kal raat 2:30 baje
Jab tumne message kia
"Jaag raha hai?"

Pyaar ki food chain me
Mai hun zameen par sookhi ghaas ki tarah
Tum ho arsh par Sher Khan ki tarah
Itni si baat mai chaah kar nahi samajh paata
Sher jitna bhi bhookha ho ghaas nahi khaata

Mujhe pyaar hai, tumhe pata hai
Tumhe pyaar nahi, mujhe pata hai
Tere liye kataar me ek aur aa laga hai
Mera dil is kattaar pe ja laga hai

Good morning, Good afternoon,
Good evening, Good night,
Khaana khaya, Nahi khaaya, Kyun nahi khaya
Sawaalo me mahasawaal - "Kya Kar rahe ho?"
Din-raat hota hai
Par na izhaar hota hai
Na inkaar hota hai
Chalta rehta ye dhanda
Aankho me dekhta andha
Mai hun kandha

<Filler about "I am hungry">
<Kya Kar rahe ho?

Mai likhta hun "hey" tu likhti hai "hi"
Kya hua?
-Kuch nahi!
Bata na!
-How do you know kuch hai?
Theta aur distance ho to, tower ki height Bata sakta hun
Tere hi ke i ginke, tera haal-e-dil bata sakta hun

Tu raaz-e-dil kholti hai
Rokar sab bolti hai
Kaise Deepak kamini Priya ke pyaar me jal raha hai
Kaise tera dil roshni ke do nivaalo ko taras raha hai
Tere aadhe boyfriend se mahine me chauthi baar break up ho raha hai
Mujhe tere dukh me dard ho raha hai
Par ye baat sunke dil khush to ho raha hai

Tu kehne lagi, mai sunne laga
Tere parivaar, tere dildaar
Teri chaahate, teri aadate
Apni Zindagi ki kitaab me
Bus teri hi baatein likhta gaya
Tu kehti rahi
Mai sunta gaya
Saal bhar ke ek tarfa pyar me
Raat ke 4:30 baje pehli bar laga
Mai nahi hun tanha
Tera banda bhi niklaa andha
Wo bhi hai kandha

Teri ignorance ko ignore karta hun
Tere ghatia jokes pe once more karta hun
Teri negligence ko neglect karta hun
Tere na diye hint pe reflect karta hun
Ek ameer aur ek gareeb ke liye
10 ka note barabar nahi hai
Tere liye meri value
Mere liye teri value barabar nahi hai
Mai roz raat ko 1 baje
Apni self esteem ke tukde chaar karta hun
Ek reply ka 1 ghanta intezaar karta hun
Mai aakhir keh deta hu mai tumse pyar karta hun

(Kya jawaab aaya hoga? )

Kal ke akhbaar sa
Kanpur me saaf dewaar sa
Sarkaar me imaan sa
Kehne ko mai hun
Par mai nahi hun

Mai dosto ke pass jaata hun
Apni ek tarfa kahaani gaata hun
Khud ko victim tujhe daayan bataata hun
5 minute lambi kavita likh jataa hun
Open mic me aata hun
Apne siyaape pe taaliyan bajwaata hun

Apne hashra ka zimedaar tumhe theheraata hun
Agar tum kaat-ti ho to mai hi to katwaata hun
3.5 billion mahilao me se kyun tumhe hi chahta hun
Mai jo nahi hun khud ko wo kyun banaata hun

Kaash dil kaanch ke hote
Unke bhitar ke raaz
Tode bina dikhte
Kaash tu haan sunne ke kaabil hoti
Mai na sunne ke kaabil hota
Mutual istemal ka sawaal na hota
Saamnewaale ka zara sa khayaal hota
Agar hum dono sach bolte
Aaj emotionally drained na hote
Hum shayad aaj dost hote!

Aur time bhi bachta

Sunday, May 1, 2016

"The Most Tiresome Day of My Life.."




If I remember my past & predict my future , that day in 2008, which I am going to talk about, was and will be the most tiresome day of my life.

It was 6:30 AM when I woke up in the hotel room in Calcutta. The 1st two minutes were insane, I left the bed and started running like a mad man, from one corner to every possible end of that goddamn hotel room. Then suddenly 'realization struck' and I accepted the fact that I missed my flight to Bangalore which was at 6:15 AM (and I was supposed to report the airport at 4:30 AM)

For the next 15 minutes I cried, for the hopeless teenager I was, and I kept crying until I checked out from the Hotel. I reached Howrah station and called papa (still crying) to tell him how I screwed, thankfully my father stayed calm and told me to take the first train back home.

At the ticket counter, I inquired for the earliest possible train to take me home, The man at the counter advised me to take the Poorva express, I bought a general ticket, given I couldn't get a reservation at that time and reached Parasnath Station in the worst possible way, some 4-5 hours later.

As I reached Parasnath, I wanted to afford a Personal Taxi to give my bum some luxury, but since the day was so fucked up, the universe conspired and I couldn't get one. So, what happened that I took a shared tempo for my 40 kilometers ride home with the local rural people and travelling with them was damn irritating, for there used to be occasional laughters after every speed breaker gave them a bump.  Also I was least interested in living my MOHAN BHARGAV dream after missing a flight, so everything irritated me at the time.

Now, I reached the Barakar Bridge, the one constructed in the 1940s or later, well, as it happened, it collapsed a few weeks earlier and every passenger in the tempo was supposed to carry their luggage and cross the water-less river under the bridge. I did the same, painfully carried my two big bags on my back, took another auto on the other side of the bridge and sat in the same fashion. (fashion..?? did I just say fashion).

At around 2:45, I entered Giridih, [my hometown] and sat on a 'personally hired' three wheeled paddle rickshaw and reached home at 3 PM. Later in the evening, after having a good 3-4 hours sleep, as I was sitting idle on my terrace, I realized, that the most tiresome day of my life also happens to be The International Labor's Day

It was May the 1st.

Well, I did celebrate it, I guess.

Saturday, February 28, 2015

"Hug"

"Can I get a Hug?" He asked

"No, you won't get anything" replied his angry wife

Husband picks up the phone and fakes a call

"Room service? Yeah, I needed a hug, when can you deliver it?"

Wife Smiled and moved towards him

"Nobody is going to hug you old man, Come here." She said

A Hug Followed. 


Thursday, February 26, 2015

Revenge #Flash Fiction

As he was filled with vengeance, 
he forgot to keep a check on love and compassion within him. 

He avenged his father's death,
but he could never love anyone again.

You see, even emotions are revengeful,
when you get carried away with one,
the other makes sure you never attain it ever again. 

He got the Revenge, but he lost the Compassion.

Image Source: barnesandnoble.com

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Naakaam - Hindi Poem by GvSparx

सर्वप्रथम मैं इस अवसर हेतु अमृत के प्रति अपना आभार प्रकट करना चाहूँगा।

इश्क़ की गली मे अक्सर समझदार, दीवाने और दीवाने, और भी दीवाने हो जाते हैं। जो कुछ कहना चाहते हैं, सो कह नहीं पाते। जो नहीं कहना चाहते, वो कहे चले जाते हैं। घर से कवितायें रट्ट् कर जाते हैं, और उनके सामने गणित और विज्ञान पर फिसल आते हैं। जाते हैं इज़हार-ए-मुहब्बत करने, और  उनकी चाची मौसी  की चार कहानियाँ सुन वापिस आ जाते हैं। अब फेसबूक और वाट्सेप पर इश्क़ कुबूल करना मुमकिन तो लगता है पर मुनासिब नहीं। अगर जवाब पता ही हो तो सवाल का क्या मज़ा! इक़बाल-ए-जुर्म का मज़ा तो आपके इज़हार और उनके जवाब के दरमियां के उन दो पलों मे होता है, जब आपकी जान उनके दो मुलायम लबों की जागीर हो जाती है। उनकी एक हाँ आपकी ज़िंदगी बदलने की कूवत रखती है, और उनकी ना भी। घबराइये नहीं, मुहब्बत दिलेरों का शौक है जनाब। कविता का आनंद लेने हेतु, अपने पहले इज़हार-ए-मुहब्बत को याद करें, एवं धीमी गति से पढें।

इक बात थी दबी सी दिल मे
निगाहों ने छुपानी चाही
लबों ने बतानी चाही

दोनो नाकाम हुए

इक जवाब दिया उन्होने
दिल ने झुठलाना चाहा
ज़हन ने भुलाना चाहा

दोनो नाकाम हुए


मैं विविध विशयों पे कवितायें लिखना पसन्द करता हूँ। अगर आपको यह कविता अच्छी लगी तो मेरे खयाल मे आपको कुर्बान भी पसन्द आएगी। कवितायें लिखने के इलावा मैं फोटोग्राफी, ब्लॉगिंग, खाना बनाने, स्वयम अपनी तारीफ एवम ज़रूरत से ज्यादा बोलने का शौक रखता हूँ। कविता पाठन के लिये शुक्रिया, अगली मुलाकत की आशा के साथ, अल्विदा लेना चाहूँगा।  तब तक समोसे खाते रहें खुशियां बाटते रहे।

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