Dance-Frenzy

I am no Basanti.. There is no Gabbar threatening... No shattered glass and definitely no Jai or Veeru and this is no Sholay.. this is not you who is reading and not me who has written.. Then what is this about..**scratches her head in irritation and resumes** The sole point of similarity in the scene and me, happens to be the song that follows. When Hema Malini sings and dances, actually it's Lata singing and Hema dancing, my li'l heart flutters to the lyrics... "Haan, Jab Tak Hai Jaan, Jaane Jahaan, Main Naachungi". I cannot help wondering about the lyricist who wrote this song. I would have said Anand Bakshi had actually read my mind even before I was born. Now, is there a law to sue plagiarists who steal thoughts of the unborn? There should be.. Damn.. I don't even have any lawyer friends..

It is indeed true that I cannot control myself dancing when I listen to some peppy music. The location somehow doesn't seem to matter. Take my kitchen for example.. The blowing of the pressure cooker whistle, or the sound of veggies being cut or the act of mixing atta.. everything seems like music to me.. Even silence has it's own kind of music. What I mean to say is that I do not need any excuse to dance:) I just like to dance.. all the time.. People think I am crazy.. but heck! who isn't? They just don't admit it, that's all..

Well all this impulsive dancing does get me into trouble sometimes. Apart from embarassing family and friends who think dancing in public nothing short of a sin, I did have a very weird experience once. Not that this incident stopped me from dancing but it certainly did increase my confidence in my dance skills;)

It was a Friday evening and following the usual Friday routine, I went to an Indian Grocery store in West San Jose to pick up some DVD's and samosa's. They usually play music and I was looking at the DVD's and was generally grooving to the beats, when this guy suddenly comes up and stares at me and then goes. It looked like he was making an attempt to talk to me. I didn't want to make his job any easier so I just ignored him:) At the checkout counter, I was still dancing and I carried my grocery bags and put in in my car. I started the TL(Acura.. our first car) and reversed it to get out of the parking space. Then I was driving out of the complex, when suddenly this guy from the store startes following me in his BMW. Once on the road, he comes in a lane next to me and makes some frantic gestures. I was scared and thought that I might have hit his car or something. I knew I hadn't but that guy kept asking me to pull over to the side. And I eventually did. Then he comes to me, and says 'I don't want to stalk you or sth but I would like to go to dance with you tomorrow night. I saw you dancing in the store and you dance very well.' Then he hands me his phone number and walks away. I never called him nor had any intention but that was a close call;)

I am not a pub or disco person. I went to a disco only once in SFO and decided it was the last as well. I wanted to see what it is like and hubby wouldn't come. So I went with a very close friend of mine(You-Know-Who)! And it was a horrible experience. Never saw those many drunk perverts at one place.. Couldn't wait to get out of there. What I do like is dancing with friends and family. And of course after we returned to India, I started my dance school in my community.. Had to stop once I started working but we do keep meeting and dancing in the clubhouse, every now and then. It is a great stress reliever and workout as well. All worries go away when I dance.

When Appu asked me to write about Dance, I promised her that would be my next topic and so this one's for you Appu Darling!! Oh God! I see the scroll bar appearing much smaller and before the blogger people decide to banish me for over-writing, I will stop!!

Cereal Hoarder

How I love the taste of crunchy cereal with a few slices of almonds with a dash of cranberry's in a bowl of cold low-fat milk.. mmmmmm ....yummmmmmmyyyyyy. It's possibly the best breakfast in this whole world for me and heck! healthy too.. an irresistable combination. That ladies and gentlemen is nothing but Cranberry Almond Crunch from Post Selects:) And that happens to be the only one that I eat;)

But somehow the people from Post seem to have got a hint about this cereal maniac and they started keeping the prices pretty high. But never-to-be-dissuaded-by-price me kept on buying it at $4.59/a small box where Costco sold much bigger boxes of other brands/flavours for much lesser price but no; yours truly is so loyal to this particular one, she would think of nothing else.

So it came as a pleasant surprise to me when we were is LA once and found the same cereal for $2.00/box in a Burbank grocery store... I thought Holy *&%$# ! And got as many boxes as my car would accomodate. So much for price differences. But those boxes did not last for long:( Anything that good, never does:( Sometimes I would find it for $3.00 at a nearby Target but that was the lowest price I could find in the Bay Area! So I began to live with it..

Until...

We decided to move back to India and I totally forgot it in all the excitement that followed our decision. Too many things that needed to be done packing.. shopping.. again packing and shopping for even more.. A 20-foot container could not contain our luggage.. so we had to book another one. Anyways, so once we boarded our flight and I started thinking about our life in India and it suddenly struck that I had no idea about groceries in India. I tried to console myself and was prepared to live without my favourite cereal when I landed in Bengaluru.

After a few days I decided to take a tour of local grocery stores, I was soo pleasantly surprised to actually find my favourite cereal at Namdhari Fresh and at More as well. But as I looked at the price tag, I had the shock of my life... crap.. this was priced at Rs 425/box. The way the exchange rate was last year, that was almost $10. Even then, it was outrageous.. But so-in-love-with-the-cereal me ended up buying it. Though our grocery bills were ridiculously high thanks to the exorbitant prices of my treasured cereal, I didn't have a choice, did I?

A few months later there was another surprise in store for me. When I went to Food Zone on Varthur Road, I found the same Cranberry Almond Crunch priced at Rs 325. But that didn't last long either:( Soon they went out of stock and I was back at square one. It was not until I went to Food World in Whitefield that I was surprised again. They had it for Rs. 240.. can you believe it.. 2.4.0.? I had found my new haven in Food World!! God Bless them! Every time I go there I buy whatever they have in stock:) And the looks that fellow customers and the ones at the check-out counters give me, don't escape me but don't bother me as well:)

To me, a perfect morning warrants a perfect day. And what's more perfect than starting my morning with a bowl of crunchy..tangy.. sweet.. Cranberry Almond Crunch!!

Flashes of Amber..

Did I wake up first or did I open my eyes first? Before I could decide the sequence of events, the room was lugged into broad daylight. Light had managed to sneak through the slightly displaced curtains. I sat up and stared in front of me.. stared and stared.. walked up to the balcony and stepped outside to get a view of the lake. The chirping of the birds at first was pleasant, then it grew louder and louder into a cacophony that I couldn't take anymore. It took me sometime to realize that the cacophony was in my own mind and that was not the birds but something else..

Some call it brainwave.. some call it sudden stroke of genius.. I call it 'flashes of amber'.. cause thats what I see with my eyes closed when I think of something suddenly. Haven't been able to stop these flashes since yesterday for some reason. I don't know what came upon me but I have been thinking.. thinking in not words and sentences but in paragraphs. It feels like they always had been lying dormant, waiting to erupt when provoked. And once they did, my feeble efforts to contain them could do nothing more than a stopper cork could, in a flood.

I tried to duck them, hide from them, tried not to think at all but all in vain. The unconscious mind proved too strong for the conscious one. When those neurons start firing and the grey cells get to work, I realized it's utter foolishness to evade them. Then once they occupied my mind, my fingers started tingling and are not able to keep up with the tirade of thoughts inside.

Where are these coming from? Why don't they stop and give me some reprieve:)

Hair-A-Do

I stood staring in the mirror and began to like what I saw. It was one of those great-hair days when my hair looked really good. I love my hair everyday but it was one of the few times when it loved me back.. It has a smooth and soft texture, begins wavy end end up in curls. But not everyday does it look or feel this good!

I grabbed my hair brush and started combing slowly. Not that it needed to be combed but I like the feel. The way the brush massages my scalp is amazing. Kudos to the one who invented a hair brush. Such unsung heroes should not be left unnoticed by history. So here's a toast to all those who spent their whole life inventing hair accessories, so that people like me could rave and write about it!

I fuss a lot about my hair. I guess most of us do. It is something you dare not admit lest people take you for a maniac. But I do see follicly challenged people fuss about their hair even more, so there's some respite for me!

When people ask me who my stylist is or how do I set it up that way, I just smile and say that it is the way nature intended my hair to be. If it wanted me to save a thousand rupees every month on hair style, heyy.. I ain't complaining!

The Un-Derived Mind

"Do not laugh out loud!"

"Do not play too much"

"Study hard as nothing else will fetch a job today"

How many times as a child are we told what to do and what not to do? While I totally understand the predicaments of elders while they try to put us in the right way, somewhere along the path we start becoming them. Our minds are trained to accept all the terms set by everyone around us or rather everyone who can influence us. We mould ourselves into becoming what they want us to be and during the process lose our SELF.

Slowly but surely, we begin to expect to be told what to do at every step. We seek advice from everyone before making a decision, we seek approval after every step. All our thoughts are influenced by what others think. Right from our behavior to theories of Physics, everything is derived. All scientific developments since civilization have been the originality and genius of a few underived minds. Had they been influenced like the rest of us, the world of today would never have been.

What we need is a paradigm shift. To come across an uninfluenced thought is nothing short of a miracle. Once it comes, let it wander across your mind and fully occupy it. Then you would have found an entrance to a gold mine. Once you open your mind to the freedom of thoughts, there is no stopping you. You could be a genius in the making!

How do we come across an original thought. For that we need to see not only with our eyes but with our mind. Let all your senses perceive whats around you. Our mind is often contaminated with needless thoughts and problems. It would need the pristine nature to mend it and leave it as nature intended it to be.The silence in the hills.. a lonely road.. sound of waves.. a duck in a lake.. these are some of many things that actually explore the unexplored.

Why do the beings of the wild have such extraordinary senses? Where as we, considered superior beings, are so lost in our worldy problems that we even forget that we have these senses. Why can't our eyes see the obvious? Why can't our nose smell emotions? Why can't our ears hear the feelings of the heart? Why aren't we part of nature anymore? I wish I knew the answers to these questions.. someday may be I will, as I wander on a lonely road.. or a silent hill.. or by the seaside!

Love etc!!

Love..

Why is it that the magical feeling that eludes us most of the time, is still the most coveted in this whole world?!! The one feeling that binds one heart to another irrespective of the kind of relation between them.. how does it feel to love? How does it feel to be loved? Where can we find it? How can we feel it?

It is indeed true that love is timeless, ageless and boundless. Sometimes it's the affectionate touch of a child or caring hug of a parent or a friend holding your hand or even your dog wagging it's tail when it sees you or it could be because of no specific reason at all. It's everywhere around you but still invisible. You will never find it when you go looking for it. You must let it come to you; for when it hits you, it hits you like a ton of bricks and you will never be the same person again.

I keep falling in love very frequently and every single time I feel more full and energetic and complete. The last time it hit me was about a week ago. My husband and I were going from Tirupati to Tirumala on foot. It is a 9 km trek and had around 3660 steps/stairs along the way. It is quite strenuous at few places but this time I never felt it. I never knew there was so much energy in me that kept me pulling towards my destination. As we were just more than halfway through, it started raining. We kept walking, and when there was no roof above us, completely got drenched. And we reached a the road and then suddenly there it was. Deep green valley by the road, clouds above the valley pouring over it, and there we stood -- above the clouds. Words cannot explain the fullness of feeling that I felt right then and there. I felt it in every single drop of rain that fell upon me. The ecstasy was so hard to contain within myself that I thought I would explode with emotion. One of the beauties of our life is that we feel:) And to be swept away in that endless emotion that I felt there was a great feeling indeed.

Another time love came upon me was when I was watching the sun set. Down he was going, like a red ball of fire, into the realm of unknown. I stood in my balcony, completely speechless, as I saw the change of colours in the horizon. The shades of amber that reflected in the lake had me captivated. I felt as if I was part of it. The feeling of us being part of something that amazing... isn't it Love?

There can be no love without passion. It has the power to make amazing things happen. It has led to discoveries and inventions and created solutions for many a problem. If you are full of love, no worry can ever touch you. But for you to feel it, you need to be free and carry an open mind. For love is wild, untamed and not often accepted by the society. We are all domesticated animals who have built a cage around us and try to live with in that. The so called society sets it's norms and rules as to how you should be living and we lead our lives by what others want us to do. And as time goes by we end up forgetting what we really want. We are so busy trying to please people we think we love, we forget our love for ourself. I, for one want to find out my true self before it's too late!!!

What a Final that was!!!

Never did I enjoy a cricket match and the spirit in which it had been played, as today. Great Job India and Pakistan!!!

It was a great game of cricket today:) We live in California US and we woke up to an alarm clock at 4.50 am. this morning to watch this historic match:) We were left biting nails till the very last over.. Just when I thought India was going to win, Misbah showed that he had other plans:-) The confidence and temperment with which he played the game was amazing..

Speaking of captaincy, I have great respect for both Malik and Dhoni. They really have shown what the game is all about and had led their respective teams wonderfully. When Pakistan was batting nicely, it was good not to see any drooping shoulders and heads looking down. The youngsters played with confidence and this is what I loved about our team.

And I just have to say this... I saw the post match interviews and really LOVED Malik's reply to a stupid question a reporter had asked. The question was that " Do you feel more happy for coming to the finals or more sad because you lost to India?" I just feel it's a very very stupid question to ask.. And Malik answered "Are you making a movie?" I simply loved it.. We really don't need any more animosity between the two countries. Today's game had done a lot in helping us bridge our non-existant differences and way to go Malik!!

Hearty Congratulations to both teams on their wonderful performances!! I enjoyed every moment of the game..

ICC World T20 ... Very good for Cricket!!

After India-Australia T20 Semi-Final at Kingsmead, Durban.

What more can one ask for..
What a tournament this has been so far!! Not just battle of nerves.. it has been a battle of will's(no, not the cigarette).. the need to prove a point is written all over the teams. Be it young, fearless and confident Bangladesh or be it a very well balanced Sri Lanka or the very talented Pakistan or the usually unassailable Australia.. every team seems to have played with their heart and soul.. Mistakes do happen on field and that sometimes might be the difference between victory and defeat but seeing the way the T20 World Cup has been so far, a crazy fan of cricket like me cannot ask for more! No, I am not taking it away from ODI's or Test matches; I watch them with equal interest as well:) But in this form of the game all teams seem to have forgotten one thing - fear for the opposition. This I feel is really really good for cricket. In most cases this is a mental game as much as a physical game and fear doesn't help building mental strength. Once the likes of Zimbabwe have defeated Australia, they gain a certain confidence which will definitely make their approach better in other forms of the game.

The "Chak De" factor..
And I thought I was the only one who saw "Chak De, India" 'n' number of times in theaters in San Jose and around. With so many Indian fans waving 'Chak De, India', it was such a pleasant sight. Never did a film influence me so much as this one. This film takes an insight into a team of underdogs, who after being guided by an excellent coach, go on to win Women's Hockey World Cup. The film speaks of nationalism, sportsmanship, team-spirit and the will to prove themselves. After seeing India's performance so far in the series I cannot help but compare the movie to reality although it's a completely different sport here. Whether India goes on to win the World Cup is a different story, but when I saw my team playing their hearts out in three consecutive games, I just felt like yelling out of joy.. This is how the game should be played. Indeed, Chak De, India!

Aye Aye Captain!!
What I have seen so far in this young team led by Dhoni has been simply awe-inspiring. Giving chance to the likes of R.Sharma and J.Sharma paves a whole new pathway for Indian cricket. The way Dhoni leads by example and inspires his team is amazing. He handles situations in a more mature fashion than any previous captain did(with the exception of Ganguly may be). Be it changing the bowling order or be it the fielding positions, he does not fear taking risks. Regardless of these risks pay off or don't, they need to be taken as there is no success without risk. He keeps his mind cool even if the opposing team takes the lead. Great Job so far Dhoni.. Keep it Up!!!

A day to remember..
Inspired India.. Formidable Australia.. the stage was set for clash of titans at Kingsmead. And the Indian inning saw middle-order strengthening India's total. Then at a stage when Australia were cruising on their way to victory, along came Indian Bowlers. Sreesanth was easily the pick of the bowlers today but seeing the overall performance of R.P. SIngh, Sreesanth, Joginder Sharma, I. Pathan and Harbhajan Singh over last few matches, they have done a great job. Only if they can control their extra's:-)

What Next???
I really loved the way Dhoni said that the final is just another India - Pakistan game. And that these two teams have played frequently in recent years and this would not add to pressure. I love the fact that it brings out the best in both teams, but why do we have to hype it so much? Here in the US, we eat at Indian and Pakistani restaurants alike and we are mutual friends. With the already existing political tensions between the two countries, why cannot we use cricket to bridge our non-existant differences?

One last request to BCCI.. please do not make cricket a business for sport's people. I saw a post-match interview with a BCCI official and he announced that BCCI would be giving a million dollars to the Indian team and a Porshe to Yuvraj. First of all the tournament is not complete. Second of all, our cricketers are not for sale. If BCCI has so much money, why can't they help build stadiums for million's of aspiring cricketers who cannot afford to play? Or build schools and old age homes? Why corrupt the sacred nature of a sport with politics and money? Is it all there is left living for? I believe not.. It's our passion.. our integrity.. our country and most important of all, a peaceful world.. that is not just worth living for, these are worth dying for...

Long Live Cricket! Long Live Peace!!

Tavikalu

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madi aalapinche mouna geetanni,
neeku vinipinchedi ela.. naa oohallo tappa

nenu kane teeyani kalalanni,
choopinchedi ekkada... naa kallallo tappa

manasulo sthirapadina roopanivi,
ninnu varninchedi ela ... naa maatallo tappa

ninnu ennatiki pondalenani telisina,
naa aaratanni telipedela.. naa aasalato tappa

pichhi manasu ninne koorutonde,
inkemi teliyadu paapam.. preminchatam tappa

dahinchi vestunna viraha baadhaki,
ika mugimpu palikedela.. naa praanamto tappa
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gaali laaga sokavu, jaali kaasta choopuma
kaantivai vachhavu, bhraantivai pokuma

svaasaga maaraavu, aasalaina teerchuma
kantipaapa vainavu, kanumarugai pokuma

gadiyalenno migili levu, bidiyamaina veeduma
maruvaleka unnanu, marapunaina nerpuma

pichhidaani nayyanu, nachhaanani cheppuma
pranayamento telipaavu, pralayamai pokuma
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kammukunna cheekatini cheelchestu
udayistunna bhaaskarudu...

istam lekuna ika tappadu annattu
maayamoutunna cheekati...

maaku nee kalle nachhayi antu
tishtavesina kalalu...

kaneesam kalalalo aina chentane untu
kavvistunna nuvvu...

ee lokame naa lokam ga, anni marachi
nidristunna nenu...

ila undaga en buddhi kaligindo vaatiki,
kontega navvayi..

navvukoni, nidristunna nannu tatti lepayi
penchukunna aasalu...

eeroju aina tappakunda karunistavani
nammakamga cheppayi...

okkasaari kallu terichi aasato choosa
nuvvu untavani..

eduragaa levu, kaani naaku telusu ga
naalone unnavani..
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sher-o-shayari

ishq mein mere huzoor,
baaki sab to maaf hai
dil jalaakar aag se bhaage,
yeh kaisa insaaf hai
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itne bhi bure nahin hum,
zara soch to liya hota
tumhare na se is dil pe jo guzri
zara pooch to liya hota
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ek tera hi naam basa hua hai,
meri har ek saans mein
kab tum mujhe pukaaroge, (tum bhi kabhi yaad karoge mujhe)
khoi hun bas isi aas mein
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aisa kya mujhe choo liya,
pathhar thi, paak ho gayi
aisi aag lagaa di tune,
ki jal ke raakh ho gayi
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bas tera hi chehra rehta hai,
har pal meri nazar mein
tasavvur mein meri aate rehte ho,
har shab mein, sahar mein
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aisa kya jaado chalaa diya,
sirf tum ho meri khayaalon mein
tera hi nasha bhara hua hai,
in hoothon ke pyaalon mein
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zara bhi taras nahin kya hum pe,
itne kyun ho bedard piya
lene ko to dil le liya,
badle mein kyun dard diya
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rag-rag mein samaan gaya hai jo,
tumhare pyar ka woh nashaa chaahiye
katron se bujhne waali nahin ye pyaas,
humein to poora mai kadah chaahiye
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zurm-e-mohabbat ki aisi saza mili hum ko,
zurrat-e-dedaar, kar bhi nahin sakte
jeene kab diya aapne chain se,
ab to chain se, mar bhi nahin sakte
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tohfa nahin apna dil tha humne thamaaya,
zara use khol to liya hota
ya phir hum kuch dene ke laayak hi nahin,
pehle se bol to diya hota
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dil ke itne saare tukde hue,
ab use jod bhi nahin sakte
par ishq mein itne majboor hain ki,
tumse bandhan tod bhi nahin sakte
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nahin tum to tumhein dhoondhti hain,
paas ho to sharm se jhuk jaati hai
yeh aakhen hain ya kampasa ki sui,
gumraah bhi karo, bas tum pe aake ruk jaati hain
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deedar na ho unka agar,
ye solah-singaar bhala kis kaam ka
saans tak lete hain unki meharbaani se,
bin unke hamara sab kuch bas naam ka
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dil ko kab ka kar diya aapke hawale,
socha nahin aap ise aise rulaayenge
bhale aap mujhe sirf apna dost samjhen,
mujhme base aap ko bhalaa kaise bhulayenge
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suna aise chamak rahe the woh,
jaise rukh mein aaftaab ho bhara
ek dedaar se, unki giraft mein aa jate
par sarkaayen chehre se, nakaab woh zara
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kabhi jo doob rahi ho teri kashti,
apni baahon ka patwaar bana denge
teri jeet ki khaatir, jaan bhi kyun na jaaye,
kismat se lad ke, teri har haar thama denge
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is dil ko un pe haar ke,
unko humne jeet ka jaam pila diya
par hum na jeet paaye unke dil ko,
humein kis gunaah ka sila diya
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haar maan liya maine is jung mein,
ab aur na mere sartaaj satao
bakshi hain tumne in aankhon mein,
bas un aansuon ka ilaaj batao
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aansuon ki wajah to main
tumhe samjha bhi nahin sakti
jab dil rota hai
palkon se yeh hain tapakti
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maut ki dhamki kise deta hai
hum to kab ka mar chuke hain
saikadon armaan the dil mein
katl sabka kar chuke hain
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garmi hoti hai sooraj se,
par zameen kyun tapta hai
waar hota hai nazron se,
par dil kyun tadapta hai
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bas tere khyaal ka jaado kafi tha,
zulf lehraane ki kya zaroorat thi
pehle se hum ghaayal ho chuke hain,
ab muskuraane ki kya zaroorat thi
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hoothon pe hansi hoti
aankhon mein suroor hota
aap jo hume apna kehte
khud pe kitna guroor hota
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sawaal itne kyun karti hun tumse,
iska to koi jawaab nahin
in aankhon mein jhaank kar to dekho,
khul jayega dil ka kitaab wahin

ab kis soch mein pad gaye ho,
jara use padh kar to dekho
ishq mein bahut door chal chuki hun main
ek kadam meri taraf, badh kar to dekho

tum bhi mujhe deewaanon se chaaho
dil mein ye aarzoo to hai
mohabbat ka matlab samjhaane waala
mera pehla pyaar tu jo hai

tum mujhe na bhi chaaho
kisi se koi shikwa nahin
bas tumhari har raza poori ho
rab se meri dua hai yahi
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jab se chub gayi tumhari nazar,
jisne katl-ee-aam kar diya
apne is jeevan ko tab se,
tumhare naam kar diya

har ek pal ab to bas,
tumhari yaad hai sataati
dil ko tadpaane waali doori ka,
ehsaas hai jataati

dil to chura gaye ho mujh se,
kyun baksh diya is jaan ko
aise rang gayi tumhare rang mein,
kho chuki hun apne pehchaan ko
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mazhab ke baazaaron ne,
baanta hai bhagwaan ko
sab kuch bant raha hai yahaan,
mat baanto insaan ko

raste mein kaafi thokar hain,
aur manzil thehri door hai
thak ke chaav mein baitha hai jo,
har raahi majboor hai
josh ka ek ghunt pila do,
haari hui har jaan ko
jaati-dharm ke bhaav se,
mukt karo insaan ko

adchan hain saikadon is path pe,
par unke aage kabhi na jhukna
paav mein chale to padte rahenge,
beech me tum kahin na rukna
karz mein doobe ho jis maa ki,
uske poore karo armaan ko
insaaniyat hi dharm hai sabka,
yeh yaad dilao insaan ko
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dil is kadar cheekh utha,
ki lab pe koi awaaz nahin
toote hue khwaabon ke,
hum hue mohtaaz sahi

ummedon ke is laash ko,
kab tak liye chalte rahein
tanhaii ke is gam mein,
bolo kab tak jalte rahein

dil ke is deewaar pe dikhti hain,
bas tere yaadon ki daraarein
jal uthte hain tere naam se,
yeh ashq ban ke sharaare
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in aankhon se kya kahun main,
jo sirf teri raah hai takti
tum na aaoge, ye jaan kar bhi,
intezaar mein tere, palak tak nahin jhapakti

ab in kaanon ki to poocho mat,
jinko bas tera awaaz hai sun na
kabhi to mujhe pukaaroge, is ummed mein,
kuch aur na sunein, to bhi koi parwaah na

is naak ne to had kar di,
jisme bas teri khushboo hai samaayi
kuch aur soonghne se ab inkaar hai inko,
jaise bas tere liye, rab ne inko hai banaayi

hoonth to meri har had se guzar gayi,
jo bas teri hi baatein karti hai
tujhse baat karke khil uthti hai,
na ho tum jo to, bas aahein bharti hai

par ye sab to kuch bhi nahin,
is paagal dil ke saamne
jo dhadakna tak band kar deta hai,
aas-paas bhi koi jo tera naam le
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thaki hui aankhon ne ek din,
diya neend ko bulawa
aa bhi jao, aur kitna tadpaoge,
sukoon dega humein kaun, tumhare alaava

neend ne to nahin diya jawaab,
jhat se bol uthi ek khwaab
"lutaayenge tum pe apne shabaab,
par palken to band keejiye janaab

"phir bas neend hi nahin,
sang mein hum bhi chale aayenge
tumhare saare gam bhulaane,
apni duniya mein tumhe le jaayenge"
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maana dil dukhaana tumhari fitrat mein nahin,
aur tumhe paana meri kismat mein nahin
hamare milan ne mujhe kahin ka na choda,
maara to hai, par bas ek furqat ne nahin

aisa din na dekha hoga qudrat ne kahin,
yeh jaan jab tumhari khidmat mein nahin
ek paagal jeeti bhi hai bus tumhare liye,
kabhi to yeh yaad kar lo, fursat mein sahi
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is dil ke sivaay hum,
tumhe den bhi to kya
jo kuch bhi dena chaaha
sab kuch nikla jootha

paani lene gayi taalaab se,
pair jo tumhare dho leti
par machliyon ki majaal to dekho
kar diya na paani ko jootha

phool lene gayi baag mein,
charan jo choo kar tumhare
baalon me mere sajti, par hua kya,
titli ne kiya us ko bhi jootha

shehad lene gayi bazzar se,
labon se tere baad mein le leti
par dukaan wale ne yeh bataya,
madhumakhhi ne kiya ise bhi jootha

kam se kam chaay to pilati,
par haay meri kismat to dekho
gwaale ne kaha mujhse ki
bachde ne kiya doodh ko jootha

ab bolo mere pass dene ko,
kya bacha hai is dil ke siva
tumhe pooja hai,sach kehti hun,
baaki sab lagta hai ab jhootha..
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paagal naam diya hai is dil ko,
ise koi naam warna manzur nahin
pyaar ka samandar chahiye ise,
beh jaane wala jharna manzur nahin

dard saare chup-chaap seh leta hai,
laboon se aah bharna manzur nahin
aag mein kood jaaye apnoon ke liye,
maut saamne ho par darna manzur nahin

deewaana ban jaaye ishq mein lekin,
bewafaa ka roop dharna manzur nahin
teri awaaz sun ne ko taras raha hai,
kuch to kaho, par "na" manzur nahin

jeene ki aisi lath laga di tu ne,
ki ab kuch aur karna manzur nahin
jannat paane ki khwayish to hai,
par uske liye marna manzur nahin
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aksar mere sapne sach nahin hote,
aur neend mein hi sapne aate hain
yeh maan kar maine sona chod diya

patharile dil aag se nahin pighalte,
to mere aansuon bhala kis kaam ke
yeh jaan kar maine rona chod diya

waise to paani se pyaas bujhti hai
par dil ke aag bujhe bhi to kaise
pehchaan kar maine peena chod diya

suna hai zingadi rangeen hoti hai
par tum bin jeeyen bhi to kaise
yeh thaan kar maine jeena chod diya
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bojh na sambhla to jhuk gayi palken,
aisa bhala kya hai inhone pehna
sapne mein bhi na socha tha maine,
ki sharm banega aankhon ka gehna

har ek pal unki baahon mein guzre,
aisa hai paagal dil ka chehna
marham to hai har kisi ka lekin,
kya karen, judaii ko hai sehna

mehlon ki khwaish nahin hai mujhe,
bas ek unke dil mein hai rehna
saagar mein tofaan ki khabar hai,
par piya sang mujhko hai behna

apna sab kuch kho chuki hun main,
mujhe is kadar tune hai jehna
aabadi ki ummed hai bas tujhhi se,
aey Ishq! Ab tera kya kehna
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kyun tere bina judaii ke,
ye lamhe guzarte nahin
kabhi bhi mujhe yaad kar,
kyun tum machalte nahin

junoon-e-ishq ke elaan se,
hum kabhi mukarte nahin
par teri berukhi ka pata hota,
pehle se yun uchalte nahin

tere liye maine dekhe woh,
sapne yun bikharte nahin
armaanon ke mehal ko tum,
kaash aise kuchalte nahin
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meri zingadi mein
tum jo na hote to

aakhon mein neend hoti
man mein bhi chain hota
suraj hota baadalon tale
din mein bhi rain hota

meri apni zindagi hoti
mera apna waqt bhi hota
dil pe hamla na ho paaye
pehra zara sakht bhi hota

bejaan si aankhon mein
koi sapna bhi na hota
pyaar mera paane waala
koi apna bhi na hota

hansne ki wajah na hoti
haseen har fiza na hota
agar tum na hote to
jeene ka mazaa na hota
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main jo dost banaane nikli to,
dushman ban gaye hain saare
kiski shikwa karun main tumse,
hum to har kisi se haare

zaalim hawa mujhe nahin bhaati,
jab door thehri hun tujh se
to tumhaare gaalon ko choo kar,
hans rahi hai woj mujh pe

par sirf itni hi baat nahin,
kabhi tumse lipat jaati hai
yun tum par apna hak jataakar,
sharm se wo simat jaati hai

ab yeh aag se meri nahin banti,
jo lagi hai bas mere dil mein
kabhi to yeh tumko bhi jalaaye,
phir aaye dosti ki mehfil mein

par ise to dosti manzur nahin,
dushman ban ke jala rahi hai
ab aur kya ummed karun main
jab har pal aise rula rahi hai

paani ka to naam tak mat lo,
usne mujhe aisa dhoka diya
pairon tale sab kuchal ke,
apni berukhi se chaunka diya

teri to khoob seva karta hai,
dariya ban aise lachakta hai
par jo meri baat aa gayi to ,
dard me palkon se tapakta hai

kam se kam maine ye socha tha,
ki chanda to dega mera saath
meri baat tum tak pahunchegi,
hogi mujpe pyar ki barsaat

par usne aisi preet nibhayi,
chaandni sirf tumhe deta raha
par mujhe diya to bas tanhaai,
badle mein chain leta raha

aise har kisi ko aazma liya,
par khwaaish reh gayi adhoori
tum to mujh par reham karo
bhala aisi bhi kya majboori
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ravana hui main ek din
ulfat ki duniya ke liye
milne anjaane yaar se

ye sun chaunk pade saare
chaaron taraf baithkar
samjhaane lage pyaar se

maine unki ek na suni
sehmat jo nahin thi
dooston ke inkaar se

mushkil se wahaan pahunchi
ye pehli mulakaat thi
is naye sansaar se

ghabraate hain log yahaan
kisi museebat se nahin
mohabbat ke izhaar se

chamak dikhti hai yahaan
har kisi ki aankhon mein
par ishq ke izhaar se

bhawandar aate hain yahaan
sab kuch doob jaata hai
ashkon ki bouchaar se

kashtiyaan doobti hi nahin
kyunki ye chala karti hain
baahon ki patwaar se

bijli bhi girti hai yahaan
oonche aasmaanon se nahin
nazron ki takraar se

jang lade jaate hain yahaan
katl bhi hote hain par
nainon ki talwaar se

jeet apnon ki hoti hai
dushman ki maut se nahin
apne dil ki haar se

sach mein ajeeb duniya hai
jo chala karti hai
bas paar hi pyaar se
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sapne mein aate to ho,
par kaash aisa hota,
ki sachhayi ban jaate

mere kareeb aate to ho,
par kaash aisa hota,
ki door nahin jaa paate

geet prem ke gaa rahi hun,
par kaash aisa hota,
tum bhi wahi dhun gaate

maine tumhe chun liya,
par kaash aisa hota,
tum bhi mujhe chun paate
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