So, let's love.

So, let's love.
Love the vicinity,
And care for the strangers. 

Let's love.
Love the fire of desires within,
And let it burn our fears.

Let's love.
Love these starry nights,
And create our own constellations.

Let's love.
Love to win hearts,
And make the earth cry when we leave.

Let's love.
Love the bruises and scars,
And learn that that's how we are meant to grow.

So, let's love,
To live,
And live,
To love.

Have you?

Have you felt that urge,
To explode,
To explore,
The within of your being? 
To crave,
To brave,
The world of yours.

Have you felt that shiver,
Of demons playing around,
Of angels on your ground,
The chaos running down your bones? 

Have you felt that rage,
To fight,
For the right,
To conquer what you deserve? 

Have you felt that wish,
To live,
To give,
Yourself, 
The life your soul longs for?

Because life is a journey.

मेरे खता ही रहनुमा मेरे,

मेरी हसरतें ही नूर,

मेरी धड़कनें ही राग मेरी,

 वो कहें मुझे फ़ितूर?

राहें ये घर मेरी,

हर शहर ठिकाना,

मंज़िलों की चाहत में,

मंज़ूर है ज़िन्दगी का बसर जाना। 

कश्ती सा बहूँ,

इन लहरों की खुराफ़ात में,

या पँछी सा उडूं,

फ़िज़ाओं की सरसराहट में। 

न रोके, न रुकूँ,

गिरे, तो फिर उठूँ,

जज़्बात न पिघल जाये,

हर पहलु हँस कर निकल जाए। 

मुसाफ़िर हूँ ऐसे सफ़र का,

जिस पर मौत भी मुनासिब है। 

Home, Jodhpur.

Never forget where you belong,
For it taught you the right and the wrong.
Let the strings of your past hold you,
So when you scatter, to fold you.
A tree never grew without its roots,
Without water, who could bear fruits?

Know your musics and your dances,
Owe to the people who let you take chances.
Imbibe the air and the culture,
Hail the foods that make you nurture.
Walk through the streets and drive up the hills,
Watch the city and the life it fills.
And when you'll smell the petrichor of the loam,
You'll realize there's no better place than home.

Tiny Tales

"How beautiful life is, ask the dead ones." 
The kid in his innocence, questioned the souls for they don't depart.

Their silence was the answer of all the desolation.



.....

Million shouts on a single soul.
Thousand shattered dreams.
A hopeless body.
Terrible chaotic mind.

"I love you", rescued the heart.

.....

"Promise me, you'll return", mother cried.
Replied the brave, "I will".

Wrapped in the tricolor, he arrived.

The soldier had kept his promise. 

To lose yourself, is to find yourself.

हम ख़ुद ही ख़ुद में कैद है,

ये डर मानो उस कारागार की ज़ंजीरें। 

अंगारों-शोलों जैसे जलना है हमें,

पिघला कर इन ज़ंजीरों को,

हासिल करनी है उड़ान धीरे-धीरे। 

परिंदे इस फलक के,

देखो सारा जहाँ हमारा है,

दूर कोई मंज़िल की तलाश में,

हर मुसाफ़िर आवारा है। 

किस हवा के झोंके का इंतज़ार है,

हिम्मत कर बस एक कदम बढ़ाना है,

फिर थमती नहीं धड़कनें,

जब पँखों में हौंसले सवार है। 

दो पल फ़िज़ाओं में खो कर तो देखो,

अगले ही पल ख़ुद से मिल जाओगे तुम। 

Waqt ko kaun rok sakta hai?

ये रात फिर सोएगी ,

सूरज फिर जागेगा,

ये सिलसिला थमता नहीं, दोस्त,

पीछा छुड़ा कर कहाँ तू भागेगा?

सन्नाटा फिर छाएगा,

खामोशियाँ बतलाएँगी,

तो कभी शोर इतना होगा,

कि रातें दिन में जैसे कोई बाज़ार बन जाएंगी। 

साथ छूटेगा अपनों का,

दिल फिर मुहब्बत करने से डरेगा,

कभी पास होंगे सपनों के इतने,

सफर खुशनुमा लगेगा। 

ये वक़्त का खेल है, दोस्त,

आखिर उससे कौन जीत सकता है?

तुम तो थक जाओगे मगर,

वक़्त को कौन रोक सकता है?

Life, a beautiful landscape.

Landscape

So the days pass,
Like waters in the valleys, 
And you find yourself loving its music,
Suppressing the world's melancholies. 

You hit the rocks, 
With a strong conviction, 
And they break down, 
As science does to the stories of fiction.

The breeze follows, palpable,
And dreams arise, 
For heartbeats to be stable.

The clouds roar, 
Telling you,
To take an Eagle's soar.

You stand tall parallel to the pines, 
And like the ritual of sunsets and sunrise,
In the skies, your prestige destines. 

And then one day, you watch from mountains,
Wondering about this flow,
Of how an idiot refrains.

From all this ecstasy, 
When you don't find an escape,
You realize how beautiful is your landscape.

Take me back.

Oh, take me back.
Take me back to that heaven,
To the God's own paradise.
Take me back to that life,
To the land where urges suffice.

Take me back to the prayer flags,
And the strangers that passed those lovely smiles.
Take me back to Buddha's home,
To the roads that travel endless miles.

Take me back to those snow clad mountains,
And the waters that are crystal clear.
Take me back to the rugged terrains,
To the deserts with rivers near.

Take me back to those bridges,
And the passes that almost slay.
Take me back to those mornings,
And the nights in which infinities lay.

Take me back to those emotions,
And the days of rushing ecstasies,
Take me back to that place,
Where a man detained by the world, frees.

We are here.

We are here to reveal our stories,
In the sky, high, to write our glories.
We are here to set aspirations and dreams,
To conquer whatever impossible seems.

We are here to rise from the bottom,
Like the flowers of paradise, to bloom and blossom.
We are here to scream,
Scream out loud,
Finding ourselves discrete from the crowd.

We are here to carve the toughest of the stones,
And still walk in pride, with the broken bones.
We are here to get bruised and accept pain,
Knowing, the scars would heal again.

We are here to live, and not just exist,
And believe that our fate and plans, share a tryst.

We are here, and we'll be here,
For the legacies fade rare.

'One day'

And one day, I'll tell you about these souls I've touched,
Touched, where my hands couldn't.
I'll tell you about the places I've travelled,
Travelled, where my mind couldn't.

I'll tell you about the mornings, I didn't want to wake up,
And the nights I didn't want to slip in.

I'll tell you about those days that went like  droughts,
And the times petrichor smelled like my thoughts.

I'll tell you about the dreams I shattered myself after knowing the reality,
And the aspirations I still carry within, to change this actuality.

I'll tell you about the death I want to face,
And slowly embrace the journey and its beauty I did trace.

And one day, I'll reveal these stories,
In a hope that they'll be your memories.

It's been a long time.

It's been a long time since the tears have rolled,
Frightened I am, on being so bold.
When you don't have something to heal,
Life doesn't seem real, but in a reel.

You were never perfect, and would not ever be,
We're all broken somewhere deep within, don't you see?
How would one know about the heart,
With unheard beats, how would he depart?

The voices won't be lost without shouts or screams,
But what about the vision, if the man never dreams?

Unworthy, to count the number of breaths you make,
Priceless, to give more than what you take.

It's been a long since the tears have rolled,
But without the falls, the mountains would fold.

'Something'

There sure is something special about this life I'm living,
Something about the love I'm giving.
Something beautiful about the people I've met,
And something to fear about the things I fret.

Something to tell of the roads I've walked on,
Something to reveal about the matters I haven't talked on.
There is something about these poems I often write,
And something to laugh on with the past I fight.

Whatever it is, that 'something' exists,
That becomes my every night's tryst.

Life is beautiful.

Life is beautiful

Just like everything gets okay,

Every pain is gonna fade away.

You never know you'll live another day,

To the heart this is all you've got to say.

Hearts are meant to be broken,

A bit to be shaken,

Some nights are to be spent awaken,

For further you're never mistaken.

At the deathbed you won't remember the office hours,

But the nights spent under blazing stars.

Believe nothing or everything's magic,

Else, your life, my friend, would be a tragic.

Count your blessings,

To have more of them,

Treasure yourself,

'Cause you are a gem.

Stay grateful to the soul,

Keep loving it to the whole.

All of the life depends on the smiles you share,

For the world is yours and you have to care.

Life is beautiful, my friend,

You've just got to love it till the end.