Serendipity - Poetry, Articles and Life Stories

It was present around me all the time in some or the other form, since I took my first breath. Neither love, nor affection could ever be that faithful and consistent as it was - Music ! The first letters I spoke were not spoken but sung by me as they were musical notes and the first sentence that I made was nothing with respect to my family or vocabulary but a song that was too popular then. I grew up listening and observing music through the era when music was expensive and a little out of reach especially for children. I remember I got my first cassette as my birthday gift from my brother when I was in class 6th and it was such a delightful moment. Collecting cassettes and recording songs from radio to blank cassettes was my favorite hobby. I had built up my own archive of music. Soon the DVD age followed by the personal computer hard drives, pen drives and eventually external hard drives which made music such a mobile entity. At present its as easy as giving something to ...

I waited for the day When you'd miss me too When you'll smile back The way you did before... I waited for the day When you'll call me with the intention To be for a little longer with me And be the way you were fond of me... I waited for the day When you give me that time Which was just mine and nobody else's When you gave me those rights Which were just mine and nobody else's... I waited for the day I can come to your room Without knocking the door And telling 'its me' The way I just came in I never had to ask before... I waited for the day You break the silence That built up between us Like a fleeting sheet... I waited for the day You clear the menace Of thoughts that bothered me And maybe a little you too... I waited for the day When you'll ask me again For a cup of tea at midnight When we'll just not talk But enjoy the beautiful silence... I waited for a thousand minutes I waited for a hundred ho...

शमा पिघल रही थी, रैना ढल रही थी, कोहरा बढ़ रहा था, किस्सा पलट रहा था, तुम आगे बढ़ रहे थे, मैं पीछे हट रही थी, मोहब्बत प्यासी हो रही थी, दस्तकें अनदेखी हो रही थी. खिड़की पर तुम्हारी नज़र बुझ रही थी, नींदों में कहीं कोई ज़िंदगी उतार रही थी, गर्माहटें शमा की मुझमें अंधेरा कर रही थी, अतीत की आवाज़ें फिर से ज़हेन में गूँज रही थी. शमा पिघल रही थी, रैना ढल रही थी, कोहरा बढ़ रहा था, किस्सा पलट रहा था, तुम आगे बढ़ रहे थे, मैं पीछे हट रही थी. तुम होश में तहे शायद, मैं तुम में गुमशुदा थी, तुम मुझमें समा रहे थे, पर मैं तुमसे बहुत जुड़ा थी, रंग मोहब्बत ए वफ़ा का रूमा था, और हर इरादा बदगुमा था, हदें आगे बढ़ रही थी, किस्सा और हसीन हो रहा था.

सिमट के रह जाता वो लम्हा ए उलफत, जो तेरी बाहों में बिखर कर भी महफूज़ था, मेरी मात पर बरस पड़ा वो बादल भी, जो ना जाने कितने अर्सों से सेहरा में मसरूफ़ था. करना चाहा हासिल जिस तक़दीर को, उसमें तेरे नाम का ज़ररा नामुमकिन था, मैने सजदे में तेरे सर झुकाया था, फिर भी तेरे यकीन को मेरा यकीन नहीं था. मेधावी 27.10.14

We were destined to be apart You were never mine I was never meant to be your girl... We knew the realities.. the flaws There was no time If it was supposed to stay, it would've hurt... You smiled at me and my mornings were bright You held my hand and I could face the world You dont know what difference you made to me You just came.. stayed and went away... Its not that you were the first one Who broke my heart n made me cry I've become so used to pain that now it bothers me if its not with me You came n changed my life again then changed in a fraction of second.. I wont complain, I never did But I will just close the doors The doors that let you in my soul The doors that I opened again with faith... You wont realize the loss that happened to me You wont realize the emptiness There are many to replace me though But for me you were just the one... It gives me warmth to still see you smile At...

A cold December morning it was, just eleven days to the new years. The metro station was foggy even till the first floor and the rickshaw pullers downstairs were all wrapped up in woolen sheets. The usual routine was followed and I was heading towards your place, shivering in cold, rubbing my hands against each other, wrapping under my own self and just waiting to see you soon. I was in middle of paying the rickshaw puller when your text just brought a smile on my face "Can't wait to see you". As you opened the door, you held me n pulled me in, wrapped me in your arms n blindfolded me. I was smiling and wondering the state of your mind but just stood there still in patience as I did'nt want the surprise to fade. You opened my eyes after a while and all I could see was heaven. Rose petals throughout my way n even through the spiral stairs. My favorite chocolate in every alternate step and a love note on the rest, I could certainly hear my heartbeats so loud that thi...

बहुत खूबसूरत है बेरूख़ी तुम्हारी, कुछ अदा और कुछ सज़ा सी, कुछ महफूज़ कुछ बदगुमा सी, कुछ सुलझी कुछ उलझनों सी, कुछ धुंधले मौसमों सी. ज़रा बरसती है, ज़रा पिघलती है, बेरूख़ी तुम्हारी, कितने सितम करती है रातों में यह जुगनू बन चमकती है, पास आने पर कुछ और फासला बढ़ाती है. है तुम्हारी बेरूख़ी में ही इतनी अदायें, तुम पर लिखूँगी अगर तो नज़्म-ए लाखों बनेंगी, पर यह बेरूख़ी का फासला रहने देना दरमियाँ तुम, नहीं तो ना जाने कितनी घज़लें अधूरी रह जाएँगी. Medhavi 25.10.14