Aasaan hai!

Kisi ka dil dukha kar, maafi maang lena...  Aasaan hai
Kisi ko thokar maar kar, hath badha dena... Aasaan hai
Kisi ko aansu de kar, khush rehne ki dua dena... Aasaan hai
Kisi ko zakhm de kar marham lagana bhi... Aasaan hai
Kisi ko apna bana kar, paraya kar dena... Aasaan hai
Insaano k beech reh kar, Insaniyat ko bhool jana... Aasaan hai
Khamoshi ko shor se dabana... Aasaan hai
Kuch zaruri shabdoN ko khamoshi se kuchal dena bhi... Aasaan hai

Mushkil hai... kisi ko taklif mein sahara dena
Mushkil hai... Kisi ko khushi k aansu dena
Mushkil hai... Kisi paraye ko apna banana
Mushkil hai... kisi apne ka har haal mein sath nibhana
Mushkil hai... kisi tanha dil ko behlana
Mushkil hai... kisi ki khamosh Zuban padh pana
Insaniyat ko zinda rakh pana ... Mushkil hai 

I am tired...

I am tired... of listening to people

of listening to their complaints

of facing their fake face

of receiving so much hate

of my unfavorable fate

I am tired...

of not being appreciated for what I do

but being criticized

for what's left undo

of giving people a lot

but feeling like having fall short

I am tired...

of not getting what I deserve

of not getting my share of love

I am tired...

of getting attached to people

of separating, which is so lethal

I am tired...

tired of getting tired

of feeling so uninspired

I was meek

I was meek

I loved... 

And lived my life

Only unless I became a wife

The day I always dreamt of

Hoping life would take a turn on

That day...

Life actually took a turn

But to make me handicapped

To bestow me with a life

I could not govern

'twas my first night

My dreams just a few

But akin to many of you

I couldn't hold even one of 'em true

I was pretty.. Enough

He was extremely tough

He was intolerant

And did nothing fair, but made me pregnant

A year passed

With a son I got blessed

Nothing changed,

he was more strange

"How dare your son tore a page", he drummed...

"He is just a child...."

Was enough... And I got bumped

It was 14 years

I had nothing, but tears

I held on

I still do

14 to 35 .. But for him

All these years

Were just a few

I still am meek

Over all the years, I could nothing seek

I got hit... I still get

Like before, I am silent

For I am helpless

I chose the life of mess

I am a woman

I cannot complain

A woman so meek

A woman married to a freak!

Dear Beautiful Ladies, Happy Women's Day !!

Happy International Women’s Day to all the beautiful (of course, in their own particular way) ladies out there! This is your day, my day and every other woman’s, who longs to enjoy life, to be loved, be free, fly high, to actually (literally) live, without any limitations, without any fear.

No matter how much advanced we have become over the years, how much educated do we get, or how much free we may seem, we (women) still are slaves – slaves of our desires, slaves of men, and slaves of our own fear. But, we will celebrate the day, which is marked for us, which makes us feel “special” (atleast for a while).

Yes, we will. Because, we are all struggling to live happily despite the every day’s snubbing and teasing being faced by us, and regardless of the fact that least of our compromises are ever appreciated. We’ll rejoice for having the courage to live despite having lost our respect, while still getting the same.

We have lost it for the eve teasers and rapists could then have not the courage to attack us, for they could then have that fear of being caught, being punished. Nonetheless, we still are seeing respect for us in the other hearts for the rest of the nation could then have not showed up to fight anyone and everyone, who seems to be against us.

Cheers to all of us, to our audacity to love one and all, with all our hearts, no matter if we are being loved back or not. Cheers to the beautiful, innocent souls, who can smile heartily even with all the daily-life struggles, and bring smiles on others’ face too.

So, here again, I wish you Happy International Women’s Day!!

बस.. चलती चली गई

वो छोटी थी
उम्र हो या तजुर्बा
मगर समझती थी सब
या यूँ कहो
नादान नहीं थी
बस.. छोटी थी
बात बड़ी करे.. तब भी

दुनियादारी नहीं जानती

ज़िम्मेदारी समझती थी

साझेदारी में यकीन रखती

भोली थी

मगर बेवकूफ नहीं

सबकी सुनती
दिल से करती भी
रिश्ते निभाती थी
पर दलदल में पाँव रखती
समझ नहीं पाई थी
कहाँ जा रही थी
बस..
चलती चली गई

अपने थे सब

पर अब अपने नहीं थे

न दोस्त न रिश्तेदार

बरबस समझ गई थी

कि कहीं छूट गया है

उनका प्यार

प्यार की चाह में
अपनत्व की लालसा में
अगला कदम बढ़ाती
मगर हर कदम
दलदल गहरी हो जाती थी

कहती किसे

लड़ती ही थी

अपनी सोच से

कभी भरोसे से

अपने ही दिल से

असीम जद्दोजहद।

ज़हन में जो लड़ाई
वो लड़ रही थी

सो अलग..

मकसद एक था

मिलना चाहती थी

अपनेआप से

'कहीं खो गई हूँ'

वह ढ़ूँढ़ रही थी

अपनेआप को 

जहाँ सालों पहले थी

हाँ

कुछ महीने नहीं

बरस बीत गए थे

उम्र अब भी छोटी थी

दरअसल

कुछ नहीं चाहिए था

फिर भी

खोज रही थी बहुत कुछ

जो न मिलने पर

हताशा, उदासी..

मगर हारी नहीं थी

विश्वास था

पा लेगी वो

पैसा, शौहरत और चालाकी..

से बहुत परे...

अपने अपनों को वापस

साथ हो पिता का

या माँ का प्यार

भाई-बहन की दोस्ती हो

या दोस्तों का विश्वास

पा तो लेगी ही

शायद गलत थी

मगर सच्ची तो थी

शायद मंज़िल न थी

मगर दिशा तो थी

शायद अकेली थी

पर सबके साथ तो थी

शायद याद न थी किसी को

मगर उसके होठों पर

सबके लिए फरियाद तो थी...

Some Relations So Pure

One day,

       I was alone

The next day..

       Not loneliness-prone

You were at the door

To give me assure

That you’re there

I’m alone no more

I never had before

But realized then..

Not only blood-relations are yours

Some people sent from heaven

Some relations so pure

Support you gave

Hands you held

Never let me bend

Injuries you mend

Trust was back

Failings received smack

Laughter came popping

Worries I could pack.

When You Look Back

It’s The You That’s Not You

It’s not the distance

          But the distance between us (two hearts)

It’s not the time

          But the time you can’t make (for me) 

It’s not the struggle

          But the struggle to make you stay (like ever before)

It’s not the changes

          But the change over time in you (you promised never will be)

It’s not the hard-work

          But the hard you’ve made it to work out (the relationship)

It’s not the fight

          But the fight to let go (you)

It’s not the solitude

          But the loneliness in your presence (that's felt)

It’s not the harsh life

          But the harsh words you say (in frustration)

It’s not the failure

          But the failure to be the same (as afore)

It’s not the love

          But the love that’s not for me (that was)

It’s not you

           But a newer you (I never hoped)

…… that hurts