सुकूं |

सुकूं जहाँ में किसके हिस्से आया?

न अमीर के हिस्से आया, न गरीब के हिस्से आया ।

अमीर महरूम हैं सुकूं से, खो देने के डर से तख्तो-ताज,

गरीब कुछ न होने की मायूसी मे सुकूं से हैं मोहताज ।

जिन्हें ये तोहफा मिला, उनके सितारें जरूरी तो नही थे गर्दिश में,

फर्क सिर्फ इतना  कि सुकूं ढूंढ लिया उन्होंने हर अधूरी ख्वाहिश में ।

जिस सुबह के इंतज़ार में, शब भर मैं जागता रहा,

बेचैन रहा, उदास रहा, मन बस युं ही भागता रहा ।

वो सुबह तो कभी आई नही, जिसे मैंने समझा आशना,

फकत ये शब ही थी मेरे पास, सुकूं इसी में था मुझे तलाशना ।

उनके कुछ हर्फ़ काफी थे, मेरी दास्तां बयां न कर सकें सैंकड़ों अल्फाज़ ।

उन्हे भूल जाने में ही सुकूं हैं, दफ़्न कर दिये थे जो राज़ ।

जो आया मंजूर किया और दिल का कहना मान लिया,

सुकूं अपना तो न हुआ पर थोड़ा उसको जान लिया ।

मुकम्मल कर लो उसे, जो थोड़ी सी ये दूरी हैं,

सुकूं पहचान लो, सहेज लो, तो ये तलाश पूरी हैं ।

कई सितम हैं अब भी पर हौंसला भी बडा़ है,

अगले मोङ पे बाहें फैलाए शायद सुकूं ही खड़ा हैं ।

                              © विशाल मेहरा 2015

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Novelette: Expressing Heart.

Sometimes, Only a bunch of words is enough. Presenting A Collection of short Write-Ups.

1. You  know what hope is?

 A man with a lot of unsolved problems in life; tired of trying to solve them, standing in front of a temple with joined hands.

What you see in his eyes, that is hope.

 #hope

                                                                   ***

2. She was beautiful. Her smile-bright as a flash. She doesn't respond to flashes anymore. A little jealousy and ounces of acid was all it took to destroy her. 

 #flash

                                                                   ***

3. She was standing right behind me.

”How are you doing?”,  She asked me.

With a shy smile I replied, “Fine”

"Come closer to my ear, I can’t hear you", she said.

As I went closer to her ear, she kissed my left cheek with her soft lips and It broke my

dream. 

#dream

                                                                     ***

4. “Are you still into Drishti?” asked a mutual friend.

 "If she ever feels comfortless in this vicious world, my heart will be open and I will let her in. I  know I would be risking another woe, but my heart is a staunch lover and I owe her much more than that", I said.

 She didn't say a word and walked away.

 #holding_on

                                                                      ***

5. If I had one wish, I shall not ask for Drishti, I shall rather ask for someone exactly like her-A replica, not for myself but for the one she is with because she said "I can't break a heart to be with you. I would have certainly loved you, if he wasn't there in my life".

 #replica

                                                                      ***

6. The tastiest dish I've ever had through my life so far is "daal-chaawal" my nani used to cook. for it had an ingredient called love that added the magic. I still remember how it tasted, and I'll possibly never forget.

#love.

                                                                      ***

7.  When you talk to that guy, smile along with him, dear love. I should be jealous, but I'm not because for me, it’s not important for us to be together but primarily to be happy. if you're happy, I'm happy. But if you were with me, I would have been happier, living in paradise.

#Acceptance

                                                                      ***

8. She was sitting next to me, with a friend of hers. we didn't talk throughout, it was night, pale moonlight and chilling wind filled with complete silence. 

Drishti's friend decided to leave. "good night", he said.  with a beautiful smile on her face, "good night :) ", she said. 

After a minute or so, she too started to wrap things off to leave. "Good Night", I said. She didn't say a word, not even a facial expression. I wanted to hear her voice, it had been long since I heard her last but it wasn't destined that way, I thought.  she left the room, leaving me alone. 

Suddenly when I least expected her, she came back and said "Good Night Vishal. :)".  It felt good, it made me feel peaceful. with a smile on my face, I was lost in deep sleep.

 #dream

                                                                       ***

9. Every time I see a new message, I anticipate it must be you, but then I remain disappointed when my mind reminds me of the worst day ever when you said "I don’t want to talk to you ever again"

    #false_hopes

                                                                       ***

10. 'Your smile suggests you had a good exam ‘,  someone asked him.

 “Not really, it was terrible” he said.

 “Still such a bright smile,  got to be something special” she said in a mischievous tone.

 He just said, “A silly exam can’t break the smile of a man, who’s had his heart broken before.”

  And he walked away.

  #smile. 

                                                                        ***

11. He was 16 when he saw her first, standing on the window. Her hair flowing with the wind, Her shining eyes, Her skin drenched in sunlight. He is 91 now, all alone, just wanting to die for once. The empty window kills him everyday. 

#window

                                                                        ***

12. In her fond memory, he shared his pain with his "Dearest Diary". it's a best seller now. Relatives  celebrate his glory.little do they know- She was the linchpin to his happiness.  

 #Linchpin

                                                                         ***

13. "My answer will always be a NO" she said when I asked her out. She was tough but finally somehow she too fell for me. I guess she didn't know what always meant. 

Today I realized she actually didn't know what always meant, because she said " I'll always be yours"

 #Always

                                                                         ***

14. I entered the class-full strength. there she was sitting in the back row. straight away, I went to her  and hugged her tight. She smiled.
 "We are in public, isn't it awkward?" I asked.
 "A bit" She said, with her everlasting smile. 

"Fuck the world. I don't care. I love you." I said. 

 #dream

                                                                            ***

15. She is happy. She is sacrificing her family. Her oldest of friends, going away from the people she loved the most. she's beautiful, sure she is. Every-time a guest arrives on stage. She smiles. god, I am sure she is taking hearts away. The wedding dress-She likes to look pretty, but today, its for someone she's going to give herself to. Leaving all she cherished and to begin her new life with the lucky guy. Lucky indeed. I know because the way she's holding his hand, She will never leave it, it's apparent. Her eyes look beautiful. Even more beautiful is the language of expressions the bride and groom are talking in. Framing this in words will sure make an awesome conversation. I just hope this girl gets what she deserves. Love. That's all shes asking for. For him to grab her hand as tight as she is holding his. God bless her. There comes her aunt on the stage, she reminds her of the time she was a kid. The moments they had. She smiled. Her aunt is off stage now. She just asked for a napkin. Not many people noticed, her kajal got a little smudged.

#the_beauty_of_a_bride

                                                                          ***

                                                                        the end

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आशिक़ाना : नज्में दिल से !

                                                    
                                           
                                               
                                                                ****
 

A Note To My Love.

Thinking of you, it’s just another day.

So much deep inside, a lot I have to say.

I am writing this to you, since you're a little far.

To let you know, the way I feel and how adorable you are.    

     

          

                Image By George Hodan [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

                A NOTE TO MY LOVE 

                                ©Vishal Mehra 2014

I never knew I could fall for someone so madly, but then I met you! Now I'm trapped girl. My heart belongs to you. I know you won't accept it, and I won't offer it to anyone else.

Okay, it's my fault that I couldn't control my crazy heart, but not completely mine! Your shy smile, your hair, your vibe made me fall for you.  What do I do?  You go get me a girl like you?  Would you?

You just cannot dear love, for I know god never created another one. So many girls around, and I fell for you. I know you think we don’t share that mutual feeling and I don’t fit into your plan.  I don’t want you to choose me, not at all. Choose the one that loves you as much as I do, the one who would be crazier for you than I am. It would be tough for me to see you with someone else, and to see you with someone who doesn't deserve a queen like you, will actually break my heart.  I am not perfect, just another faulty guy with a faultless love for you.

-I will see you then, hopefully.

                                TAKE CARE .

                                                                ***
                   

THIS DAY IS SO BEAUTIFUL.

First Rain in Indore, the weather is so beautiful today.13th, July 2014. just cannot resist picking up my pen. 

                                    THIS DAY IS SO BEAUTIFUL

                                                          © Vishal Mehra 2014
                     
                                         
 pic courtesy : By බිඟුවා (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0) or GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html)], via Wikimedia Commons

This day is so beautiful, not as much as you though- nothing and no one can be.  Something's missing. for I'm convinced you were a fluke. I doubt even God could think of you as such a magnificent person. 

Though this cool breeze makes me feel fresh and alive, still not as much as when I see you.

Though the music created by drizzles soothes me, still not as much as your heart beat. 

Though the dark, rain carrying clouds look indeed beautiful, still not as much as your hair. 

Though it feels good, life seems beautiful, still not as much as when you're around love.

                                                            
                                                   
                                                                 *the end * 

तुम हो!

first try with hindi poetry. :) 

तुम हो!

© Vishal Mehra 2014

मै हूँ, मेरे सपने हैं, और सपनों की रानी तुम हो!
दिल की गहराई में छुपी हो कहीं, अनकही इक कहानी तुम हो!
चाँद में तुम, शाम में तुम, गीतों की झंकार में तुम हो!
जान हो तुम, सांस हो तुम, और मेरा संसार भी तुम हो!
यादों में तुम, बातों में तुम, मेरे दिल को भाई भी तुम हो!
जन्नत सा एहसास है ये, मेरी तो तन्हाई भी तुम हो!
तुम हो ख़ुशी में, रुस्वाई में तुम हो!

सावन तुम, पुरवाई भी तुम हो!
ईमान तुम, जहां तुम,जान भी तुम, जूनून भी तुम हो!
हारे दिल की है जो तलाश, बिछड़ा वो सुकून भी तुम हो!
आशिकी तुम, दीवानगी तुम, मेरा अब अभिमान भी तुम हो!
तुमसे है सब, तुमसे हूँ मै, और मेरी जान भी तुम हो!
सुबह भी तुम, और रात भी तुम, धड़कन की रफ़्तार भी तुम हो!
प्रेरणा तुमसे, आशा तुमसे,यार भी तुम, और प्यार भी तुम हो!
आफत तुम, युक्ति तुम, शिद्दत तुम, और ख़ुदा भी तुम हो!

पास होकर भी दूर हो तुम, मिलके भी यूं जुदा क्यों तुम हो !?

   pic  By le vent le cri (Love you!) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via      Wikimedia Commons

 
     


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This Viva Thing

                          "Worrying is futile, remains the fact.

                                 calm down, and let fate act.

               sometimes you're dropped, sometimes you're lifted.

          still you should value life, for you're lucky to be gifted."

                                            *This viva thing*

                      ©Vishal Mehra 2014-All rights reserved

                                                            

"Bullshit yaar, She didn’t ask us, jo hum padh ke aaye the,” says a frustrated friend, who sacrificed his peace of mind, last night’s sleep and those sweet dreams where he had a meeting with his latest crush, for the viva of a subject which is not going to make any special contribution to his domain expertise (as per the belief system).

“Ab Vishal fir se Status daalega, scored blah blah despite getting fucked up sessionals,” says Vivek.

“Chod naa yaar, its hardly going to make much difference to our pointers,” says an apparently cool dude (deep inside he feels: “kaash ek aur answer Sahi de deta yaar”).

I too was feeling a bit low, as I expected to score a bit extra through this subject, but I was normal, more or less, because I have had similar viva exams for a number of times. Eventually, I also lost my calm, and the same thought was now on my mind. “Are yaar, I wish I could have answered a bit more, kaash wo pooch leti jo padha thaa. This viva was the last hope that could be a contraceptive solution to my fucked up sessional marks.” I thought.

On my way home, similar thoughts captured my mind, even though I tried to keep my attitude positive. “If I am feeling this negative energy just because of a small viva, what those people must be feeling, who despite even more efforts couldn’t give their best shot due to what so ever reason,” I thought.

I never cared about those shitty sessional marks, and this carelessness increased after I saw people with average marks getting placed in big MNC’s, performing better than those having higher scores in recent campus placement session. But somehow today, I couldn’t escape this bubble of negative energy. I tried recalling all those thoughts which made my attitude positive. “I cannot simply disturb my peace of mind just because of a silly viva, many other such things are going to come my way, and I shouldn't really allow such situations to break my firewall where these negative emotions are black listed.” I thought.

Drenched in this feeling, I kept riding my bike, and what I saw next changed my perspective towards life forever.

” A man, who looked extremely poor, walking barefooted on the concrete road under the charged sun carrying the dead body of his own child, wrapped in a red coloured cloth. a man bearing the pain of losing a child in front of his eyes at a very young age (probably 10-12), a  man who didn't have enough money to conduct a proper funeral for the child he lost, a man who didn't even have a shoulder to weep in the toughest of times a person can see, a man with shattered dreams, a man who probably didn't get a chance to say goodbye to the one he loved the most. “

For a moment I went numb. I did this thought experiment of keeping myself on the place of that man for a moment. I had tears in my eyes for I could feel the pain.

“And I was feeling sad about a viva, was it really worth it!?” I asked myself.

My sadness seemed minuscule. I felt lucky for what I have in my life. I thanked god for being kind enough. The same life seemed like bliss to me now, but what was it that changed? The situation was same but perspective had changed. I understood that happiness is not in the things or materialistic stuff, rather it’s in the perspective and our perspective of being happy changes to its exact compliment when we see others happier than us and we feel lucky not to be in pain when we see someone in woe. We measure happiness relatively though it actually is absolute.

When we see someone very happy, we say “kaash, meri life bhi aisi hoti yaar,” What we don’t see is that in some part of our lives we are also excelling them, and in some other part of their life they are also “not so happier,”

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It’s important to realize that, first of all, we shouldn't at all compare our life to that of others, if at all done, it shouldn't disturb our peace of mind just because someone is on a happier side. There are people who are sadder, struggling with their lives more than we are. At least we should be grateful for what we have, for those moments of smile, for those little things money can’t buy, the real wealth.

                                           *the end*
                     

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