I feel.........

I am neither a writer, nor a philosopher, neither a social worker nor a celebrity but an another common individual who is trapped between her own insecurities and freedom. The one ,who although can feel the pain of those underprivileged who have to go to sleep hungry stomach uncountable nights, have to bear somehow with this chilly cold without any woollen to provide warmth to their bodies and feel nothing but so helpless.

Just wanted to share this experience with you all that pinch me inside every time i think of it. On my way to office every single day, when my office cab passes through the road that leads to Push Vihar and stops for a while at the red light there, amongst lot of salesmen trying to sell petty goods that no one even cares to look at, there is an old lady wearing a thin clothed salwar suit and a very old pair of chappals going from car to car and pursuing people to buy few of her magazines to buy with a pasted miserable smile on her dry lips and pleading eyes...she goes from closed window glasses of one car to another car trying to view inside with a hope that somebody will have mercy on her and will buy her stuff and I am pretty sure no one does..and why to blame anyone else..even me myself who is now writing my blog with her pityful story through noticed her but could not go ahead and buy her magazines...Its been few months that very often I see this lady whenever I get to pass from that very red light...and my mind made me think what a shame oh her children that she has to come on roads and sell articles in such an old age.

Just last friday, once again i saw her and that without a single woollen on her frail body, once again going from car to another with same pleeding eyes and pasted smile...I could do nothing but again couldnt prevent myself from feeling guilty for not helping her earlier, tears rolled down my cheeks and I was compelled to think why on earth some people have to face so much pain and struggle whereas there are people who are so rich that simply don't really know where to spend the money and they throw it in pubs and discotheques spoiliong that money and life too ........who gives a damns to all these disparities??????????????????????

The irony is those who have heart to help, don't have means and those who have means, don't have heart big enough to help their own countrymen and the same people talk about patriotism and love for the country and its people. In these fasttrack metro life, people are so busy with their own lives that they hardly have time even to stop and look what is happening around them.

Few lines from me....

Waqt na sahi waqt ki parchaiyon ko saath liye chalti hoon
Awara sa ek ahsaas aas paas rehta sa maloom hota hai
Woh na sahi uski rusvayiyo ko saath liye chalti hoon

Jante hain hum ki gujra waqt laut ke na aata hai kabhi
So beete lamho ki bebaak surgoshiyon ko saath liye chalti hoon

Woh kya gaye ki phir kabhi dedaar na kar payengi yeh aankhen unka
Jante hue bhi un masoon nigaahon mein behte dard ko saath liye chalti hoon

Khamosh si kali raaton ki shayh tanhayiyo mein
Khud ko dhoondne ki hardam koshis ka agaaz saath liye chalti hoon

Na koi shikva na koi shikayat hai zindagi se ab
phir jane kyon harpal iske har khama khwa zaya hote jane ka darr saath liye chalti hoon

Tum kaut ke na aana kabhi hum bhi na shikayat karenge kabhi
Phir bhi har pal rooh ke har pal khokla hote jane ka ahsaas saath liye chalti hoon

Bemaksad na hone denge allah ki bakshi is khoobsurat zindagi ko yun hi
Isliye har jate lamhe ko tarashne ki mashaqqat ka hausla saath liye chalti hoon

Aye dost tujhse vada ahi is jism ke fanaa hine tak
Rooh ki gehrayiyon tak har p al tere hontho ki muskurahat ka zimma saath liye chalti hoon

Now & Forever...

Now and forever, you are a part of me
And the memory cuts like a knife
Didn't we find the ecstasy, didn't we share the daylight
When you walked into my life

Now and forever, I'll remember
All the promises still unbroken
And think about all the words between us
That never needed to be spoken
We had a moment, just one moment
that will last beyond a dream, beyond a lifetime
We are the lucky ones

Some people never get to do all we got to do
Now and forever, I will always think of you
Didn't we come together, didn't we live together
Didn't we cry together
Didn't we play together, didn't we laugh together
And together we lit up the world

i miss the tears, I miss the laughter
I miss the day we met and all that followed after
Sometimes I wish I could always be with you
The way we used to do

Now and forever, I will always think of you
Now and forever, I will always be with you

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Haquequt...

Har taraf har jagah beshumaar aadmi
Phir bhi tanhaiyon ka shikaar aadmi

Roz jeeta hua roj marta hua
aakhiri saans tak bekarar aadmi
phir bhi tanhayion ka shikaar aadmi

Har taraf bhagte daudte raaste
har taraf aadmi ka shikaar aadmi
phir bhi tanhayion ka shikar aadmi

Subah se shaam tak bojh hota hua
apni hi laash ka khud mazar aadmi
phir bhi tanhayion ka shikar aadmi

poochte ho to suno kaise basar hoti hai...

puuchhate ho to suno kaise basar hotii hai 
raat Khairaat kii sadqe kii sahar hotii hai 

saans bharane ko to jiinaa nahii.n kahate yaa rab 
dil hii dukhataa hai na ab aasteen tar hotii hai 

jaise jaagii huii aankhon mein chubhein kaanch ke Khvaab 
raat is tarah diivaanon kii basar hotii hai 

Gam hii dushman hai meraa Gam hii ko dil Dhuundhataa hai 
ek lamhe kii judaaii bhii agar hotii hai 

ek markaz kii talaash ek bhatakatii Khushbuu 
kabhii manzil kabhii tamhiid-e-safar hotii hai 

Aadmi aadmi ko kya dega...

aadamii aadamii ko kyaa degaa
jo bhii degaa vahii Khudaa degaa

meraa qaatil hii meraa mu.nsib hai
kyaa mere haq me.n faisalaa degaa

zindagii ko qariib se dekho
isakaa cheharaa tumhe.n rulaa degaa

hamase puuchho dostii kaa silaa
dushmano.n kaa bhii dil hilaa degaa

ishq kaa zahar pii liyaa "Faakir"
ab masiihaa bhii kyaa davaa degaa