Wednesday, 21 February 2007

Garaj Baras - Nida Fazli


Garaj baras pyaasi dharti par phir paani de maulaa

chidiyon ko daanaa, bachchon ko gud-dhaani de maulaa


Do aur do kaa jod hameshaa chaar kahaan hotaa hai

soch samajhavaalon ko thodi naadaani de maulaa


Phir murat se baahar aakar chaaron or bikhar jaa

phir mandir ko koi miraa divaani de maulaa


Tere hote koi kisi ki jaan kaa dushman kyon ho

jinevaalon ko marane ki aasaani de maulaa

Monday, 19 February 2007

Mein Kampf - My Struggle


"How pathetic can one get?"

I was talking to myself while on my way back from Udupi. No, I am not in the habit of cursing myself and I am not a sadist either. It just happened that aguy named.... (what! he didnt even tell me his name. How pathetic can people get?). So this guy "unnamed" asked for a lift. Being a student myself, I know how handy a ride comes. After all, for almost two years now, its this kind of rides that have saved me from long walks to TAPMI.


I dropped him near TC (Tiger Circle) feeling good about myself when "it" happened.


He didnt even say thanks. Can you belive it? Not a single word of gratitude! How pathetic can people get?


I understand its not that big a deal but he should have said thanks yaar, come on.

I am not over reacting, believe me. I am NOT over reacting.

Now I will never give a ride to anyone. No ride ever maan! People are selfish. I wont help them. They dont even recognize other's good deed. Next time some one asks for it, I will simply pass by. I remember the time when people did that to me.


I was full with the thoughts of vengeance and i saw a chance to have my revenge. I saw another guy and it looked he needed a ride too.


"Yeah! Yeah! I will take him for a ride. HeHe, I am not even gonna stop this time", I said to myself.


"Let the idiot wait in the scorching heat. And he thinks he is smart ass. Listen mister standing next to a speed breaker wont help! I am NOt gonna stop!", I mumbled.


"Hi! Are you going towards KC (Kamath Circle)?", He asked.


That what I was looking for. The pleasure of revenge. I will now say no.


"Where do you wanna go?", I offered.


Sunday, 18 February 2007

Ghazal - Berukhi- Kaifi Azmi


Main yeh soch kar uske dar se utha tha

ke woh rok legi , mana legi mujhko


Hawaon mein lehrata aata tha daaman

ki daaman pakad kar bitha legi mujhko


Kadam aise andaaz se uth rahe the

ke awaaz de kar bula legi mujhko


Magar ne usne roka, na usne manaya

na daaman hi pakda, na mujhko bithaya


na awaaz hi di, na wapas bulaya

main aahista ahista badta hi aaya


yahan tak ki us se juda ho gaya

juda ho gaya main

juda ho gaya main.....