Monday, March 19, 2012


Ek waqt tha jab thode se kaam chal jaata tha
Aaj jahaan kum padta hai
Halki si muskaan chehre pe laane mein
Lamba samay lagta hai

Kal socha tha ki kaash kal aaj jaisa ho
Aaj sochta hoon ki kal main kitna chota sochta tha
Jaane kyun ye bhool jaata hoon
Ki kabhi kabhi chota sochna hi accha hota hai
Halki si muskaan chehre pe laane mein
Lamba samay lagta hai

Naam hai, paisa hai
Uske bina bhi sab kuch khasa badhiya hai
Phir bhi koi toh baat hogi usmein 
Jo sab kuch kaam chalau lagta hai 
Halki si muskaan chehre pe laane mein
Lamba samay lagta hai

Badal jaaonga toh duniya bura maanegi
Phir se wohi ban jaaoonga
Toh woh kaunsa pehchanegi
Badalne mein nahi, janaab aaj kal samjhane mein waqt lagta hai
Halki si muskaan chehre pe laane mein
Lamba samay lagta hai

Kal hi ki baat hai
Maa ne poocha beta tu theek toh hai naa
Maine kaha nahi
Usne haan suna lagta hai
Halki si muskaan chehre pe laane mein
Lamba samay lagta hai

Friday, March 16, 2012



Silence


Between the lines
You will find the real story

Crowded by words
Concealed by meaning

It spells doubts
But also utters hope

Stays until the midnight
And then slowly starts leaving

It is the opposite of everything
When she says it is nothing

Between the lines
You will find the real story


One behind the smiley
Appearing after the sorry  

Tuesday, March 13, 2012


The Sunflower
She is a sunflower catching butterfly
Dancing with the breeze, waiting for sunrise

Her lips are sealed, her movement subtle
Maybe it’s her, maybe it’s the lover

Like a long winding road that takes a sudden turn
She smiles broadly but mostly without a reason

She doesn’t care, but worries a lot
Of what’s coming, she also sees all that’s gone

She is not the one to hide
She tells this to herself and twice

And as the evening beckons, the butterfly wanders away
Her arms stretched can no more touch him again

So as the day wields its last drop of light
Staring at the setting sun she tells herself –
One more night

Wednesday, March 07, 2012

By Billy Joel

She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes.

And she can ruin your faith with her casual lies.
And she only reveals what she wants you to see.
She hides like a child, but she's always a woman to me.

She can lead you to love, she can take you or leave you.
She can ask for the truth but she'll never believe.
And she'll take what you'll give her as long as it's free.
Yeah, she steals like a thief, but she's always a woman to me.

Oooh, she takes care of herself.
She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time.
Oooooh, and she never gives out, and she never gives in,
She just changes her mind.

And she'll promise you more than the Garden of Eden.
And she'll carelesly cut you and laugh while you're bleeding.
But she'll bring out the best and the worst you can be.
Blame it all on yourself, cause she's always a woman to me.

Oooh, she takes care of herself.
She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time.
Oooooh, and she never gives out, and she never gives in,
She just changes her mind.

She is frequently kind and she's suddenly cruel.
But she can do as she pleases, she's nobody's fool.
And she can't be convicted, she's earned her degree.
And the most she will do is throw shadows at you,
But she's always a woman to me.