NAYI DUNIYA

Titli, chooha, ball aur phool
Aur lakeeren aadii tirchhi…
Chhote Chhote dhabbe kuchh…
Apni nanhi beti ki
Nanhi si drawing book mein
Roz nayi duniyaa main dekhoon…

Ek Hatheli Aadhi Dastak...

Ek hatheli aadhi dastak jism pe mere dekar tum
Onghti shab ki tanhai mein mujh ko roz jagati thhi
Baahon ke dar khulte thhey aur lekar apna chaand badan
Pyaas ke soone kamre mein tum chupke se aa jaati thhi

Khamoshi ke saaye mein hum aawaazon se darte thhe
Jism pe ungli se likh likh kar saari baatein karte thhe
Aahat sun kar door hawa ki tum kaisa ghabrati thhi
Pyaas ke soone kamre mein jab chupke se aa jaati thhi

Aarzuon ke band dareechey milke khola karte thhey
Lub ke taraazu par hum apni saanse tola karte thhey
Aur nazar ke mil jaane par tum kitna sharmaati thhi
Pyaas ke soone kamre mein jab chupke se aa jaati thhi

Raat badalti karwat jab thhi waqt tahar saa jaata thha
Chaand dhamak ke khidki se phir kaandhey par aa jaata thha
Odh ke mujhko chaadar si tum khud bhi to bichh jaati thhi
Pyaas ke soone kamre mein jab chupke se aa jaati thhi

Aaj wohi shab phir se tumko mere badan tak laayee hai
Apni hatheli rok lo ab ke milne mein ruswaai hai
Mere badan par ab har dastak zaaya hone waali hai
Mujhko guzre muddat beeti, ab yeh kamra khaali hai!!!

Die and Live

What is life?
Why are we living…?
To live and die eventually?
Or, to die and live on…?

I will prefer to die and live on!!!

Film making is a collective creative process led by a director who is given the right to balance ideas to synchronize the entire thing…

If someone wants to make “my kind of cinema” then he or she should better equip herself or himself with great ideas… they have to have seeds to sow…
One should not expect the harvest of their “kind” with no seed of their own…

If they do harvest from the seeds of others then they are not the creators but the hijackers!!!

Creativity Hijacked

Film making is a collective creative process led by a director who is given the right to balance ideas to synchronize the entire thing…

If someone wants to make “my kind of cinema” then he or she should better equip herself or himself with great ideas… they have to have seeds to sow…
One should not expect the harvest of their “kind” with no seed of their own…
If they do harvest from the seeds of others then they are not the creators but the hijackers!!!

AAO GINEIN HUM LAMHON KO

Shabnam ke ek katre mein
Sooraj aake baithaa hai…
Aao ginein hum lamhon ko…
Ab yeh sooraj pighlegaa…

Hum Kal Jo Milenge Barson Baad...

Hum kal jo milenge barson baad
Raah mein yunhi chalte hue
Paas se jub hum guzrenge
Pahchaan ka ik bebaak sa jhonka
Hum ko achanak choo lega
Ik jhatke se hum paltenge
Aur dekhenge ik dooje ko hum hairat se
Phir aagey badh kar bolenge - "TUM!"

Phir dhadkan itni tez chalegi jism hamare larzenge
Hont hamare kaanpenge hum lafzon ko bhi tarsenge

Kuchh der tahar kar, khud pe kuchh kuchh qaaboo paakar
Main shayad yeh poochhunga: “Kaisi ho sab theek to hai?”
“Achchi hoon aur tum kaise ho?” tum itna kah paaogi.
Phir ruk kar thoda, zara jhijhak kar,
Main tumse yeh bolunga
“Itne barson baad miley hain,
Baithein chal kar baat karein kuchh? paas mein ik café hai”

Dekhogi, kuchh sochogi, phir saath mere tum hologi.

Us khaali se café mein, do coffee ka order dekar
Hum dono yeh sochenge, baat kahan se shuru karein
Karne ko yun baatein kitni
Din kitne aur raatein kitni
Aur na jaane kitne mausam
Yaadon ka boseeda album
Ik pal mein khul jaayega!
Hanste gaate kitne chahre,
Rang birangey kitne manzar
Park, bagheechey, hotel, dhaabey,
Parbat, vaadi, jharne, sagar
Jahan jahan se guzre thhey sab hum ko yaad aayenge
Phir bhi hum yeh sochenge, baat kahan se shuru karein!

Phir idhar udhar hum daalenge bemaqsad bekaar nazar
Café ki deewaron par, chhat par aur dareechon par
Kursiyon aur mezon par
Jab tak coffee aayegi!

Phir coffee ki chuski lekar tum nazron se poochhogi:
“Dhoop mein jhulse kab kab bolo,
Kab kab bheegey baarish mein”.
Main piyaali rakh kar table par man hi man mein bolunga:
“Yaad nahin par itna sach hai
Dhoop mein jab jab jhulsa, socha
Achcha hua tum saath nahin thhi
Jab jab bheega baarish mein
Afsos raha tum paas nahin thhi!!”

Phir baat shuru karne ko hum bas itna kah paayenge:
“Yahan ki coffee achchi hai!”

Phir dekhenge ek dooje ke
Gaal ke gadhdhey, baal ki chaandi,
Aankh taley ki gahri siyahi,
Peeley chahre neeli ragein hum!

Phir voh manzar yaad aayega
Jab dil par rakh kar soz ka patthar
Ek din hum tum bichhdey thhey
Dil se tab ek hook uthegi, aankhein phir se dariya hongi
Dard chhupa kar ek dooje se, idhar udhar ki baatein karke
Naye patey lede kar apne, hum rukhsat ho jaayenge!!

Par…ghar jaa kar yeh sochenge…
Yeh patey alag kyon apne hain?
Jab dard-o-aansu, ranj-o-alam,
Jab duniya ka har zulm-o-sitam,
Mushtarka hain?
Jab dil mein armaa, hasrat aur
Aankh mein yaksaan sapney hain
Phir patey alag kyon apne hain?
Yeh patey alag kyon apne hain?