Thursday, 12 April 2012

Paul's ka Ladka....Raphaels ki Ladki



Tha woh din sardii ka....
jaa raha tha main apni cycle pe.....
Nazrein thi mere patto pe aur phoolo pe...
par kuch kame zarur thi unmein...

Jaise ho woh Lalit bhiyaa ke pohe
bina unn garma-garma chhollo key...

Achanak se wo mere samne se guzrii
Ek thandi se hawa mere dil ko
uski cycle ke bhe agay tak le uddii.....

Chehra dekh na paya uska thik se..
Peecha karne laga uska teezi se...
Aakhir the mere khayal bhi kuch
DHEET se...

Wo agay badti gae...Main peeche jata gaya...
Wo agay badti gae....Main peche jata gaya...
Uske baal hawa se udtey chaley gaye...
Kuch mauko pe uske gulabi gulabi
gaal bhi saaley mujhe dikh gaye....

Thand kaafi thi aur pehna tha usne bhi
Sweater.....
dil keh raha tha mera..........baaawaaaaa....
Romance hai aj toh Forecast of
Today's Weather......

Chaltey Chaltey hum manzil ke kareeb 
pahuchh rahe the...
Ankho mein toh uski bhe sholay se
bhadak rahe the

thoda pass kya gaya main.....
Dil dea zor se Dhadak...
Wo awaaz sunke uske kaan gaye 
Bhadak..
Awaaz de maine usko on the 
kullam-khulla Sadak...
sath ja rahe uski dost boli foot le yaha se
warna gaal pe tamachey khayegaa aj toh tu
Kadak-Kadak...

Main bhi veer bahadur ladko ke school se tha.....
Kabhi haar na maan ne wala aisa mera
SHOOL tha...

Kaha maine uske pass jaake....
Tumhare ankho mein NASHA hai
Tumahre dost bhaga rahe hai mujhko...
Kya Tumahre TAREEF  karne ki
itne badi SAZAA hai

Chupke se muskurayee wo
Palke jhapkaee woo...
Hastey-Hastey wo agay nikal gae....

Par saali isharo hi isharo mein
chutti ke wakt wapas melne ka bahana degae......

Rumaal girakar apna usne...
mera balance dia begaad
Has Has ke peeche aa rahe saatwi class ke 
ladko ne kardea mere image ka
bura haal...

Agay ki kahani zarur hai sunani....
Thoda sa karo intezaar.....
Kyunki mere dosto...yeh nahi hai
Filmo ki tarah Adhoora reh jaane wala pyaar....

To Be Continued

Tuesday, 10 April 2012

The Sex...


I was nourished as a seed of love.....
I didnt know that people will hate me like a black dove

Times have changed...hearts have not
Minds have changed but thoughts have not....

They kill me,
They kill me even before i start to breathe......

I have equal right to be here
I have equal right to be free like a flying eagle........

I shed tears............I even shed blood
Books are for boys
For me there are always used toys...

I have been thrown away in rivers
I have been hung on trees
I have no woolen clothes 
To save myself from the winter freeze

What i have done
I dont understand
Being myself has become such a curse

Its just my existence which hurts you so much
Its just my life that makes you brutal so much

I was a muse for some
I was an inspiration for everyone

I was the prime ministr
I am the president
I was an IPS
Still answer to having a girl child is not a  YES

I doubt my fate every day
Just dont kill me thats what i pray the whole day

Today in indian villages and in cities
the girl child is still taken as a curse
Some are killed....many are not born...
Some are sold and some have terrible 
stories which are still untold......
Everyone has a right to live
                       SAVE THE GIRL CHILD