Silence Please..

Silence is such a savior believe me,

Not as dark and lonely as it seems to be...

Embrace it when you need to hold a hand,

Won't slip away coz its silence, not sand...

It is a tool that can do a lot: repair, sew or mend,

Is for sure not real, but just a surrogate friend...

So the next time you think of blowing off your steam,

Give silence a chance and skip the usual downstream...

You forget as well as think of tomorrow with the same ease,

In the longer sense of what the word 'tomorrow' means...

It takes you to places shallow as well as deep,

Just like the water beneath my feet...

चाहो तो...

चाहो तो गम के हर एक पल में ख़ुशी के आने का पैगाम नज़र आएगा ...

डगमगाता हुआ हर कदम, साथ देने वाले अपनों की एहमियत का एहसास दिलाएगा

चाहो तो अकेलेपन का सन्नाटा भी कानो में मीठा सा गीत गाकर जाएगा ...

इंतज़ार में बिताया आज का हर लम्हा, आने वाले कल में सुनहरी याद बन जाएगा

चाहो तो आंसूँ भी बेहते बेहते मुस्कुराने पर मजबूर कर जाएगा ...

माशा अल्लाह तुम्हारी इस ख़ूबसूरत हसी से भला कौन बच पाएगा :P

Real silent words...

I always thought these things are completely cheesy..

never did I think writing a few words is so far from easy

When I was very young, I remember my dad would so often say..

how proud he was of me and how for my happiness he would pray

There were days when I made him happy and days when I made him sad..

regardless, believe me, never was he even slightly mad

And then I would think, someday I shall do something great..

till date, can't think of anything better than to openly state:

Dad, I am just shy to tell you what I openly write on my facebook wall..

I miss you and want to tell you that during each and every phone call

You made me what I am today, I shiver thinking of what I would do without you..

Scripture on my heart and not just a passing thought this is - I love you .

Have you met 'me'?

Have you met me like ten years ago,

no freaking idea where the hell to go,

talking, shouting and crying I liked,

into my brother's stuff I spied..

Have you met me like five years ago,

no freaking idea where the hell to go,

books and more books, oh no no no,

studying was such torture, trust me I know..

Have you met me like one year ago,

no freaking idea where the hell to go,

friends I made, family was away,

still such void , what should I say..

Have you met me like two minutes ago,

still no freaking idea where the hell to go,

wisdom I heard comes with age,

looks like it just didn't find my cage..

Oh Hi..I am me. Nice to meet you.