~~Flee Me....Free me~~

I was ruled by white blooded people
Now they are no more...
All say I'm free...
All say a new dawn stands on my door...

Is it real or is it surreal?
What I see is my children basking
in their spirit's burial....

I see them selling my name
Obsessed with lusts of flesh...
Engrossed in a blaspheming game!

They call me 'shining'...
They call me 'incredible'....
When in fact I'm bleeding with scars
Of hatred,injustice and corruption indelible!!

I can hear some youthful sputters
But why cant they be more than a mutter?
They can spark the change I need...
Unwilling to fight for me;
They surrender to their greed!!

Is this is what you call freedom?
If not then free me...free me
from this disguised freedom
If at all you love me then
flee me from this disguised freedom!!!!



"Our motherland needs us...we,the much touted youth
have to share this brunt of liberating our mother from
the devilish traps of our gruesome polity...
come lets pledge on this independence day
to unite our hearts and our efforts and make this land
a "Truly Shining India".....

Kya mere sapne kya meri khushi....

Kabhi mann ki gali mein machti hai ik hulchul si...
Zindagi lagti hai anjaani pal pal mein hi...
Kabhi wajah nai milti jeene ki
to kabhi fursat nai milti yaadon ko seene ki...
Kabh mann ki gali mein machti hai ik hulchul si...

Har waqt,waqt guzarta jaata hai...
Ik lambi si sadak par sapnon ka ghar nazar aata hai...
Us ghar ka raasta gum hai kisi andhere mein...
Ulajhta hi chala jaata hai zindagi ke har fere mein...
aaj pehli baar sawalon ko dekha jawabon ke ghere mein...

Apne mann ki baat khud hi nai samajh paati....
Agar bazaar mein bikti khushi to thodi main bhi kharid laati...
Har waqt badalti hai zindagi apna rang....
Har pal mann nikal padta hai ik naye sapne ke sang...
Aadhe adhure sapne khushi aadhi adhuri...
Dhoodhti rehti hoon wo ek cheez jo kar paaye isse poori...

Aankhon mein tairte sapne hi sapne...
na jaane kaun paraye kaun apne???
Waqt guzarta jaata hai magar
raasta fir bhi door hi nazar aata hai...
Kab sapnon ki pechaan hogi kab milegi khushi???
Kabhi kabhi mann ki gali mein machti hai ik hulchul si....

~~Lo f!r beh chale hum~~

Lo fir beh chale hum
samet kar saari maayusi saare gam...
Namkeen hai zindagi;
namkeen hain hum...
Aaj jo bahe hain
Kar chale tumhare mann ka bojh kam...

Lo fir beh chale hum
Aaj khushi ne kar di aankhein nam;
Jhilmil dikhta hai chehra
Har rang humari chamak se ho uthta hai gehra...
Pal pal aankhon mein nahi rehte...
Par behte hi saari kahani kehte...

Ajib hai ye namkeen sa paani...
Kabhi chehre ki chamak kabhi dard ki kahani...
Behte hain,ho jaate hain khaak..
Khushi ho ya gum har pal rehte hain saath...
Dard to karte hain kam..
Par khushi ka ajab izhaar hain hum..

Beh kar khaak hona humari zindagi..
Aankhon se hai ik khatti si dillagi..
Kya hua jo mitna hi;hai humara naseeb
Aankhon mein sapnon ke baad
Hum hi rehte hain sabse kareeb..
Kabhi humein na samajhna galat...
Zameen ko bhi tab thandak milti hai jab ro padta hai falak!!!

I never wanted to give life to death..........

The first time you opened your eyes
my eyes brimmed......
I rejoiced thinking that i gave my life
a new life.....
All my sorrows and miseries dimmed.

you painted my world
with thousand colours of bliss....
My expectations and dreams
in you I saw personified....
you fulfilled my life
i found nothing to miss....


One day some vendors of religion
stole your spirit and you....
I was robbed off my wealth
when I saw your hands smeared in blood....
you scarred my upbringing,my religion;
lost the sight of evil and true....

I never wanted to give life to death...
The eyes which made me cry with joy...
Now make others cry by ceasing their breath...

Why did you squander my love,my faith?
I never taught you to hate...
Curses are all that you have earned,
Religion and belief into ashes you've burned...

Humanity was the greatest religion...
you slaughtered it without any reason...
you made our heads hang in shame;
Not others but you killed yourself in religion's name...

Hatred is all that you've made,
you waged a genocide not a righteous crusade...
Cursed I feel,for being your creator...
Of your sinful life and devilish deeds;
you became the narrator!!!

(This was what a suicide bomber's mother had to say to her son)

L!Fe SuMmaR!sEd....

All the world's a stage..but we are not mere puppets
cherish life...its the greatest gift u can ever have
never reminisce your past for it will always move u to tears...
plan your future but not at the cost of your present
make lots of friends but never expect them to be friends"INDEED"
don't be too serious about life...
things get going when u smile at ur tragedies
wear ur attitude,no matter what people say about it
love the skin u r in....always believe that u r beautiful
love happens only once is a surrealistic saying
if someone dumped u..no big deal
love will again come to u perhaps in a better package
be practical always...that's the key to a prosperous survival
search for ur passion no matter how long it takes
learn to gamble upon ur wishes
great men wrere great because they gambled it perfect
dont regret being hypocritical
world's full of hypocritical idiots
wear a smile and let the world know how happy u r
never forget to flaunt ur gems...they deserve it
bring happiness to your parents
they are the ones who sailed with u through all ur blues
dont accuse others for ur miseries
u r responsible for everything that comes to u
accept changes for they are inevitable
talk to yourself because nobody can understand u better than u
live life and fall in love with it............

Irony Of my L!fe....

I m a girl.... fortunately or unfortunately,an Indian girl. I got some quality education which is a luxury to middle class Indian girls and ambience that was conducive to shape up a non-conservative outlook for life.My best pals at college are guys and not gals(a blow to the Indian precepts for an ideal girl) and i hate blowing myself into books with all the sincerity that is believed to have been embedded as an integral part of a girl's existence.Being an average middle class Indian girl what i envy the most is the freedom that is always in the air for guys.
Its an amenity for them but a luxury for me......
There is no denying the fact that ma parents endowed me with freedom that can be too much of a treasure for any other girl falling in my societal vicinity but then I'm a greedy creature.Some restrictions came as a price tag on my expensive being (i don't think i need to mention them,they are too explicit in our society) and i have always found myself struggling to break that edge somehow to get carried away by that breeze of liberty.To my dismay,i always saw people pointing fingers at my values and sometimes even my character.
I fail to understand how can something be justified for guys and unruly for gals. When they smoke,it becomes an add on to their coolness quotient and when a gal does the same its a sin.
Forget about this,when i bunk classes at college ,my teachers,who don't even have the right to call themselves sensible creatures ,hop around to remind me that I'm a girl and all this didn't suit me(i don't give a f**** to all these taboos).
Last night all the guys partied hard at a friend's house to celebrate his birthday...and then I had this sudden realization that freedom had altogether different meanings for guys and gals...I felt like I'm a bird whose feathers have been tailored neatly(which are feathers in disguise,when in fact I've been crippled)and let off to fly"FREE".
We may claim that its an equal world for both(sexes),but in fact,we are cheating on ourselves by saying that because somewhere or the other that line of demarcation prevails forever inside our mind and hearts.A girl is always expected to bear the brunt of her family esteem,its somehow her sole responsibility to uphold it and safeguard it.
The restrictions are also much of a self-imposed nature because,as a girl,its imperative that they are followed,else she gets robbed off her dignity.Perhaps this is the irony of my life,irony of a girl's life........i can be free only when this world and this society frees itself from the shell of the dogmas as it has rightly been said ......the shell must break before the bird can fly.......

JINN!!! AAH....

yEah...its hot and its caught.The jinnah episode took no time to raise fumes and nor did the media wasted any time to cash their TRP's on the entire masala controversy.BJP has evolved as the"biggest jhagdalu party"of all the times presenting a sorry state of internal understanding and mutual cooperation.To me this marks the sad demise of a party that was potential of bringing a change into the country,leaving the already hapless and alternativeless crowd of india with a single party to elect.This clarifies that the monopoly of a single party would now be the scenario of the so called Indian polity which sounds disastrous to me.I have always heard that"variety is the spice of life" and this monopoly concept would only mark an era of"MONOtonous POLItics"Until and unless we face competition we never invest our efforts towards coming up with something worthy and significant..thats one of the basic human instincts.
I fail to understand why the indian media and the indian leaders squander their time in these absolutely worthless issues.Why did the BJP give too much of space for this drama and even the public,like a f****** lot of creatures got blowed away.Whatever happened in the past has already born its consequences and we can do absolutely nothing about it.What we really need to do is to adorn our present so that we can have a flourishing future.What would we earn by proving the leaders of our past,heroes or villains? Who cares about it?Even after this whole episode of the JINN...AAH thing,nobody would probably be interested to have the knowhow of the partition story.We the youth of this nation know just one thing,that partition was the biggest blow that has still kept our nation paralysed.Boundless stories and theories may have been behind it but it doesnt matter the least now.The political leaders should'nt expect to flood their vote banks by expelling any leader from the party only because he raised his voice fearlessly. On the contrary this would only amount them to projecting themselves as enemies of the ideals of democracy.
For god's sake all the netas get yourselves rid of this damn f****** business.There's a lot that we need to do for this nation and I really want the media to play a positive role instead of filling their TRP's by covering anything an everything silly played by these politicians.