Andaz-e-bayan

जज़्बातों के इन गुलिस्तां में,
शामियाना गर इक नसीब होता,
न हम इस रंज-ओ-ग़म के शिकार होते|
न इन स्याहियों के हम पे निशाँ होते|

Imagine...

Sometimes, I get lost in random thoughts, imagining myself sitting in an abandoned house somewhere  on a hill top amid dense forest. A place where I can listen to the sounds of the gushing winds coupled with the screeches of birds seemingly going away from me. The evanescent light making the sky look like it has embraced all the light of the setting sun upon itself.

Suddenly, you want the time to stop, you want to absorb all of that wonderful feeling, in its entirety. You desperately want to catch hold of every small amount of passing time before the sky is engulfed by the darkness. Alas! another chapter of the your book trudges by and you are left to think of what has gone by. But, the next moment you realize that it was not the end and what lies ahead will bring you even more closer to demystifying what you have been yearning to know. And probably, tomorrow might just be the day when you can sleep with a sense of satisfaction, of having understood the every little thing that has occurred around you and the meaning that they concealed within them. The thoughts keep you wound up, and you meander through searching for direction, only to find dead ends. But, you keep going, searching for the the right path; looking for clues that would instill a belief that you are not merely wandering for something which is not there at all. Sometimes, you feel that you have found a substantial piece of the puzzle only to recognize later that it doesn't fit. It leaves you shattered, you think to yourself  "how could you not see that coming?" You get a little wiser, not to get lost like that again. You gather yourself up keeping all your doubts aside, for you know that if you stop going forward the anguish would be unbearable.

And then, a calm voice calls your name and tells you "it's alright to be lost, tomorrow will be another day. Believe in your choices and you will be rewarded with the gratification that you strive for." You feel a lot better now, you lie down with a new sense of elation and the hope of discovering a whole new direction that would lead you to an entire new world altogether.

You keep walking, deep into your imagination...

मेरी कल्पना का संसार

इस राह पर मैं तनहा चल पड़ा हूँ ,
मंजिल को अपनी तज न जाने कहाँ बढ़ चला हूँ |
कल्पित वास्तविकता को अपनी संगिनी माने ,
बेफिक्री में ,
अपने अस्तित्व को झुठलाकर ,
एक प्रथक राह का रुख कर चला हूँ |

वास्तविकता कठोर है ,
इसका बोध तो दुनिया को है |
किन्तु क्या सब इसे इतनी सहजता से स्वीकार लेते हैं ?
अपनी नियति मान बैठते हैं ?
क्या कल्पित वास्तविकता का मोह,
उन्हें छूकर भी नहीं गया |

धुंधलके को पथ प्रदर्शक माने, मैं
स्वयं अपनी राह से अनजान ,
अपनी कल्पना से बनाये अपनी पहचान ,
चल पड़ा हूँ मैं एक ऐसे संसार की खोज में ,
जहाँ मेरी रची हुई वास्तविकता को
बहु रंगी पर लग जायें |