तुम और मैं ( जुदाई ) tum aur main ( Judayee )

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तुम और मैं ( जुदाई )

मैं 

यकीन करती रही 

पानीयों में कितने भी तूफ़ान क्यों न आएं 

साहिलों तक पहूँच ही जायेंगे 

लहरों की दीवानगी से ड़रती रही  

यही मुक़म्मल जहां है मेरा 

मेहफ़ूज़ ये नाव, मेहफ़ूज़ उस घर की दीवारें 

बहार आती हो जिस आँगन 

मीठी गुनगुनी धूप  की मानिंद,

लेकिन,

तुम,

लहर लहर नाव ले जाना चाहते हो शायद,

बड़े से ज़हाज़ में भी, घुटन होती होगी,

मेहफ़ूज़ साहिलों से दूर
 हवाओं में बिखरीं कहानियों मेँ  अनोखी राहें  खोजते 

ज़ुल्फ़ में मोतियों सी टकी गीली खारी बूँदें 

गहरे पानीयों को नापने का शौक़ 

जायज़ है ये भी ...

हम दोस्त तो है लेकिन,

मंज़िलें जुदा हैं, साहिल जुदा 

सपने जुदा राहें  जुदा 

अपने अपने सफर में अब,

जुदा  हैं, हम, तुम भी .... 

~ विन्नी 

२९/९/१४. 

Main
yakeen karti rahi,

 paaniyon  main kitne Bhi toofan kyon na aayen
sahilon tak pahunch hee jayenge

Lehron ki diwangi se darti Rahi

 yahee mukammal jahan hai mera

mehfooz ye naav, 

mehfooz us ghar ki diwaareen

bahaar aati ho jis aangan,

 meethi gungunee dhoop ki manind…

lekin,
Tum
Leher leher naav le jaana chahte ho Shayad
Bade se jahaz main Bhi ghutan hoti hogi
Mehfooz sahilon se door
hawaon mein bikhree khaniyon mein anokhee raheyen khojte

zulf main motiyon see taki’n geeli khari boonden..

gehre paniyon ko naapne ka shauq,
Zayez hai ye Bhi

hum dost to hain, lekin

 manzilen juda hain , sahil juda,
sapne juda, Raahen juda,
 Apne apne safar main ab
Juda hain tum aur hum Bhi ...
-Vinny
29/9/14

Jin dinon tum se baat nahin hoti, जिन दिनों तुम से बात नहीं होती,

जिन दिनों तुम से बात नहीं होती,

दिन यूं गुज़रते हैं, 

के जैसे एक उम्र गुज़री हो,

रात है, 

के गुज़रती ही नहीं,

जिंदगी,एक रूठे दोस्त की मानिंद, 

साथ तो चलती है,

पर बात नहीं करती,

कभी कभी यूं भी लगता  है,

जैसे वीरान सड़क पर बिछी चांदनी,

धुन्ध से लिपट लिपट सिसकियाँ भरती है,

कहती कुछ वोह भी नहीं,

इस बरस की तनहा बारिशों में, 

माज़ी के कितने पन्नों की लिखाई मिट गयी, 

लेकिन, 

दूर धुन्ध की गिरफ्त में,

टिमटिमाती लौ की मानिंद,

तेरी याद ,

एक आस है,

जो मेरे दिल से मिटती ही नहीं।

~ विन्नी 

२२/९/१४ 

Jin dinon tum se baat nahin hoti,

din yoon guzarte hai

 ke jaise ek umr guzari ho,
 raat hai ke guzarti hee nahin...

jindagi ek roothe dost ki manind,

sath to chalti hai,

 par baat nahin karti,

kabhi kabhi yoon bhi lagta hai,

jaise viraan sadak par bichi chandni,

dhondh se lipat lipat  siskiyan bharti ho,

kehtee kuch, woh bhi nahin,

is baras ki tanha barishon main,

mazzi ke kitne pannon ki likhayee,

mit gayee,

lekin, door dhoondh ki giraft main

timtimati lau ki manind,

teri yaad ek aas hai,

jo mitti hi nahin…

vinny

22/914

याद Yaad

Yaad

Yaad ki peshani par

Kitni silwaten hain

Waqt boodha ho chala hia

Aankhon ka paani sookh gaya hai

Kaanon main azeeb see ghun ghun hai

Aakhir kitni umr hoti hai kisi ek lamhe ki,

Ab bahut baras hue…

~V

29/4/14

 याद

याद कि पेशानी पर कितनी सिलवटें हैं,

वक़्त बूढा हो चला  है,

आँखों का पानी सूख गया  है,

कानों में  अजीब सी घुन  घुन  है,

आखिर कितनी उम्र होती है किसी एक लम्हे की,

अब बहुत बरस हुए। …

~ विन्नी

29/4/14

mine and thine

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This was written on a whimsy, expressed by Vivek Dahiphale, that we write a gazal in the English language! he also suggested the 'ine' ending, as well as Einstein and Frankenstein!!!

it has the format and addresses the typical subject matter of a gazal, but the language gives it its oddity...

 mine and thine

What worth is this life of mine,

If it were not intertwined with thine.

Love , they say is pleasure divine,
Flower and fruit, the essence of wine.


I will agree that love this life of mine define,
If you grant that  it be the essence of thine. 


Dusk is the colour of amber and burgundy wine,
Reminiscent of love and hope and joys divine.


hidden in the yellowing Autumn of the twine,
waits the green of the Spring,its melody fine.


but this be not our tale, yours and mine,
it’s the story of how they did paradise find.


the winds sing a tale of love lost and unleashed rapine,
of a maiden fair and a gallant from far  exotic climes.


the joy of love they sought but were with time,
cleft asunder with questions of mine and thine.



forsaken, forlorn, solitary,she doth pine,
in the arid lands beyond the Cicelpine.


And this I ask myself  many a time,
Does misery shadow love all the time? 


for  perception be the truth often times,
twilight brings realization to this heart of mine.


Deep in the shadowy recesses of the mind,
hidden, lies the answer to every query of mine.


life is Subject to the laws of Einstein,
force, momentum, motion, time!


and all the questions that plague life by daytime,
comes the night and they become Frankenstein! 
~vinny
8/9/14

जाने क्यों होता है ऐसा Jaane kyon hota hai aisa

जाने क्यों होता है ऐसा, 

हर बार, 

जब बात होती है तुमसे, 

कुछ है जो रह जाता है कहने से, 

दिलकी खामोश धड़कन में क़ैद, 

नाज़ुक, बेचैन  सा वोह एहसास, 

अल्फ़ाज़ों की बंदिश से महरूम,

उस लम्हे में कांपता, 

बेचारा सा,

शायद इस इंतज़ार में ज़िंदा है, 

के कभी किसी रोज़, 

तुम खुद ही कह दोगे  उसे ...

~ विन्नी 

७/९/१४ 

Jaane kyon hota hai aisa,

 har bar,

Jab baat hoti hai tumse,

Kuch hai jo reh jaata hai kehne se,

Dil ki khamosh dhadkan main qaid,

Nazuk baichain sa woh ehsas,

Alfazon ki bandish se mehroom,

Us lamhe main kampta

Bechara sa…

Shayad is intezaar main,

Jinda hai,

Ki kabhi, kisi roz

Tum khud hee keh doge use…

~Vinny

7/9/14

HamSafar: the television Drama

i don't watch television, not often and not for the popular serialized dramas, however had been hearing a great deal, all of it laudatory about the Pakistani channel 'Zindagi' for the past few weeks....
heard that a tele series that had taken all of Pakistan by storm and had made superstars out of its lead players was about to debut on that channel...
checked it out on YouTube...!
what a revelation this has been! i've often read books from cover to cover, to the neglect of food and sleep, cause they have been unputdownable...this tele series is in the same league!!!
i watched the first episode and then all the rest (23 in all ) over the next day and a half!!!
i was led by the hand through the entire gamut of emotions that a human being is capable of experiencing, i wept my heart out and smiled from ear to ear, empathized with the oh so real characters and marveled at the skills of the actors. its a great story told with sensitive sublime subtlety..
its a gripping tale, somewhat excessive, but equally true to life in the sub continent, which can be excessively dramatic. the plot is never lost, as it sometimes is, in futile attempts to drag out popular serials by mediocre directors seeking TRPs. the narrative crisp, the language melodious, indeed its such a pleasure to hear the soft pronunciations of polished Urdu, like music to the ears!
the director must be a superstar and oh yes Fawad Khan is undoubtedly a super super star :)
It is in the final analysis, a love story. if the finding of love is eternal peace in paradise, then this is the story of paradise found, lost and regained. it does feel a little Mills and Boonish, but we all loved those, didn't we?!
its wonderful, it really is...do watch everybody...do...

23 episodes, this the first...do watch!!!