Showing posts with label Romance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Romance. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Intezar



Dil yeh kehta hai,
Uss andhere mein,
Ke dhundta hai voh tujhe,
Uss kinare pe,
Jahaan nazar nahi aata tu,
Aur khone lagta hun main.

Bahe dil mein voh nadi,
Ek dariye ka chota tukda,
Jisme sama gayi hai tu,
Jaise jalpari, khubsoorat,
Bulaye tu mujhe usme,
Par jaane nahi tu,
Ke ussi pyaar ke samundar mein,
Dooba hun main.

Mehki si saanse,
Bujhaye dil ki pyaas,
Tere sehme labz,
Jaise baarish ki halki boondein,
Chehre par chalke, voh khushi,
Jaise mil gaya mujhe sirf tu.

Tamanna hai meri,
Ek din beh jayu main tujh mein,
Lipat jayu teri bahon mein,
Aur kardu pyaar ka izahar,
Ghadi ayega nahi jaanu main kab,
Rahega sada par uss waqt ka intezar.

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

You Are To Me As



As I stand,
My hand held in yours,
You ask a question,
Something for me to say,
To answer from all heart,
What am I to you?

My lips don’t move,
My brain doesn’t think,
My eyes don’t blink,
As my heart says that,
It beats for you o dear,
And your lips curve into a smile.

You are to me special,
As is a blue moon,
Coming once a millennium,
Or a shooting star,
Which makes a wish come true,
That is you.

You are to me beautiful,
As is a baby little,
To his mother, smiling,
Or a maiden walking,
White as snow gleaming,
That is you.

You are to me vivid,
As is the sky,
With the rising sun,
A combination of colors,
Mixed perfectly together,
That is you.

You are to me graceful,
As is a ballet dancer,
Pirouetting on her toes,
Or a swan pretty,
Approaching the shore slow,
That is you.

You are to me exquisite,
As is a carpet Persian,
With designs intricate,
From head to toe,
Made slowly with perfection,
That is you.

You are to me perfect,
As is God to his devotee,
Divine and blissful,
And forever peaceful,
Omnipresent at all times,
That is you.

You are to me,
As I am to you,
Like a glove to hand,
Or lace to a shoe,
That is we together,
Forever I can only say thus,
That I love you.

Sunday, June 15, 2014

A Tale Of 2 Cities



My heart thumped against my chest as I heard my father say those words. We were going to see a guy for my marriage. But how could it be possible! I was just a kid, of just 25! Like…no! And what would I tell him? My heart wept, as I thought about him, sitting a thousand kilometers away from me, so distant; yet he was so close. His words still resonated in my heart, and I could visualize him saying them.

As I obediently yet reluctantly followed my dad to the car, my eyes let the dam open as my mind returned to the day I had read him, I had felt him, I had loved him. But, he hadn’t known. His words had made me smile; made me feel the love he had wished to convey with his words, but what I was feeling couldn’t be conveyed merely by words. That was the beginning of the road, and then we had become one.

I reread the words on the screen as my face glowed with a tearful smile.

“Beautiful. This use of words, language and imagery is too good. I have so much to learn, so much,” I said to myself as I read the write-up for the 3rd time.

It was just like how I had dreamt it to be, the proposal, the words which conveyed the love. I was in love with the words, and I voiced my thoughts about his piece, as I did with various other blogs too. I realized I could connect with him, and as I clicked the button, his affirmation let off a sound from the computer and also from my heart.

My happiness then had been beyond counting, and now as I looked out the window at the clouds, I realized that my true feelings had been obscured at first by the cloud of his writing. I had mistaken the awe as love, but then, it led to that eventually.

As my mind wheeled back and forth from the present to the past, I realized that the future was almost certain. We would never make it together, but then, I couldn’t break his heart too. I wouldn’t tell him about this. What I didn’t know then was that the same thought was going through his mind too.

Raj stood at the window, the hot sun seeping out all his strength and making him feel weak. He had been troubled in the first place, and now he had to make a decision. They had come so close to being one, but then the dream collapsed. Life wasn’t always as perfect as the books. He remembered the time he had asked her to be his, and he had promised to be hers, but now, he was about to tear the promise in half; to break her heart into a million pieces.

He couldn’t do it, he wouldn’t do it. But then the decision had been made. He wouldn’t tell her about his marriage, and then no harm would be done. He couldn’t let their perfect tale just end all of a sudden. He picked up the phone and dialed.

I picked up my phone and as my heart responded with a mighty pang, I picked up.

“I promised to be yours, and I will be yours forever,” he said.

“So shall I Raj, so shall I,” I said slowly as a tear dropped down my cheek.

Oblivious we were to the other’s lie, but we couldn’t let the truth come out. This tale of two cities would go on, till eternity.

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Tu Hi Hai



Tu hi hai khayalo mein,
Tu hi hai savalon mein,
Meri zindagi ka javab hai bass tu.

Tu hi hai saanson mein,
Tu hi hai dhadkan mein,
Dil mein basta hai sirf tu.

Tu hi hai dil mein,
Tu hi hai jaan mein,
Mere dil pe raaj karta hai bass tu.

Tu hi hai aankhon mein,
Tu hi hai sapnon mein,
Dil ki ek hi chaah hai bass tu.

Tu hi hai nazron mein,
Tu hi hai nigaahon mein,
Meri aankhon ka taara hai kyunki tu.

Tu hi hai din mein,
Tu hi hai raat mein,
Meri zindagi ka har lamha hai sirf tu.

Tu hai bass meri soch mein,
Tu hai sirf meri icha mein,
Kyunki saath mere hai nahi kabhi tu.