few beautiful lines from ..."mast nazron se allah bachaye"

raat yun dil mein teri bhuli huyi yaad aayi
jaise virane mein chupke se bahar aa jaye
jaise sehraaoN meN hauley se chale baad-e-nasiim
jaise bimar ko bewajah karar aa jaye


aaj ki baat fir nahin hogi, ye mulakat fir nahin hogi
aise badal to fir bhi aayenge, aisi barsaat fir nahin hogi
raat ko bhi yun hua mehsoos, jaisi ye raat fir nahin hogi
ek nazar mud dekhne waale kya ye khairat fir nahin hogi

umar jalwo mein basar ho ye jaruri to nahin
har sabe gam ki sahar ho ye jaruri to nhain
neend to dard ke bistar pe bhi aa sakti hai
unki aagosh mein sar ho ye jaruri to nahin

aag ko khel patango ne samajh rakha hai
sabko anjaam ka dar ho ye jaruri to nahin
sheikh karta hai jo masjid mein khudo ko sajdein
iske sajdon mein asar ho ye jarui to nahin
sabki saqi pe nazar ho ye jaruri hai magar
sab pe saqi ki nazar ho ye jaruri to nahin

koi dil mein liye armaan chala jata hai
koi khoye huye ausan chala jata hai
Husn walo se yeh keh do ke na nikle bahar
Dekhne walo ka iiman chala jata hai

I Fear Myself

I live in a world full of diversity,
Where every human has the right of Individuality,
Every day they wake up thinking they have a specialty
Who am I to tell them anything?
Cause, I do the same every morning.

I wake up believing I am the Mightiest of all,
Cause I have those qualities superior to you all.
I make myself believe that I am the one special,
But am I just trying to fool myself once and for all;

I show the Grin, I show the Attitude;
Thinking that I am the Superior one.

I show the Logic, I show the Pride;
Thinking that I am the almighty.

I show the Tears, I show the Pain;
Thinking that I am the only Bearer.

I show the Anger, I show the Revenge;
Thinking that I am Lonesome.


I hate when you Criticize me,
Cause I want to believe I am Perfect;
I hate when you Overpower me,
Cause I want to believe I am the Strongest;
I hate when you Insult me,
Cause I want to believe I am the Purest;
I hate when you don’t Love me,
Cause I want to believe I am Loveable;
I hate when you don’t Agree to me,
Cause I want to believe I am Righteous;


At the end of my time, I don’t know why,
I think I will feel “WHO AM I?”.

Am I so different from you?
You believe the same for yourself as I do,
You feel the same for yourself as I do,
Then what makes you and me so different?
May be you cant’ feel the feeling of me, as I do;
May be that makes you different-
Make be that makes me different

It’s not just you and me,
It’s everyone around you and me,
They are all the Same,
They differ by what they get Tamed.

YES

Yes at the end, I think I have the answer,
This is what makes you and me to differ,
I believe this is what is so Special
But the feelings we have are so Mutual.

So who am I to tell, this is righteous or gauche
Who am I to challenge your belief?
There is no good no evil
It’s just the perception we have with us
That makes us different from everyone around us

Yes, I am Special, but with no right over you
I know
I am not the Mightiest,
Nor the Righteous
Nor the Perfectionist,
Nor the Purist;

I know am none of these, but still I have to Believe,
Cause I have to live;
Life teaches me a lot
This is the one lesson it taught
Value yourself in the highest Esteem
Then will other respect your Theme.

I just want to feel am Special,
I don’t want to get lost in those fantasies
Cause when I do,
the very day will mark my fall
I will feel the wrath of life,
It will get me Wiped
I will be left alone
With no learning from life

I fear that DAY the Most
That IS the Reason
I Fear from Myself the most

Why only with me

I Don't know why you enjoy Smothering me.
I Don't know why you like Toying with me.

I Don't know what the pleasure you seek of me.
I Don't know why you Bleeding the heart in me.

Am I even considered a human to be alive, or am I just a toy.
is my heart considered to have feelings, or is it a Piece of Meat.

I don't know if you do or not, I don't know you want to kill me or not.
what all I know is every moment you make me Bleed too bad.

I don't know to blame you or not, I don't know is it me or you.
I know if any one is to blame, its just the Love I had for you.

When you Laughing at me; I thought you being happy cause of me.
When you Criticizing me; I thought you wanted to see best of me.

When you taking me for Granted; I thought you accepted me for being me.
When you not Sharing with me; I thought you were just trying to test me.

When you being Angry at me; I thought your innocence taking its toll on me.
When you Cheating on me; I thought you wanted to explore jealousy of me.

How wrong I was....How wrong can I be, I can't believe it came upon me.
I now know how blind I was in love, I know you are just playing with me.

I don't know these wounds you left will heal or not.
I don't know this piece of meat will ever beat or not.

I don't know why I m being punished and its happening Only with me.
I don't know what the life has against me,
does it Hate me, or is it just trying to tease me, or is it taking its toll on me.

I don't know...I don't know, I am just too Numb, fed up of Life, Love and Me.
I know I want to be Dead, but life is not leaving me;
I want you to pray; just do one first and last favor for me.

Just ask God: this very moment to chose death for me;
cause the way you are hurting me,
death seems more easier than just living being me.

I dont know the answers you ask me of

I don’t know the Answers u ask of me, is it just life taking its toll
Or is he just the Omened one, just to b alive for his role

When this beautiful world changed to be so cruel
Or is it the baby just Lost without the defence

When did the baby Stop believing in this world?
Or is it he was Torn from heart, never to feel alive

When did the baby Lose the warmth of mother's womb?
Was it a Fake Or just he can’t remember, cause he is Numb

When did the baby Stop believing the beauty of this life?
Was he just Fooled by it Or is it , was just Burned alive

When did he Lose the essence of mother's love?
Or is it just the same love, which asks him to be Vulnerable

When the sanctimonious love turned so Depraved?
Or was it just always him, whom the beauty Haunted

When did mother Allowed the baby to get lose?
Or is it she left her baby in a Blood bath to Deluge

When did she taught the baby the lesson of trust
Or is it just to be taught but not to be found

When did he Stop admiring the innocence of wind?
Or is it he was Hurt by the only innocence of the kind

When last time was he told the world is beautiful?
Or is it just for once he wants to believe it such

When was the last time the baby felt to be Alive?
Was it the mother's womb or was he Never alive

I don’t know, I don’t know the answers you ask of me
But then even I just wish he was never born alive

Ishq Mujhko Nahin, Vehshat Hi Sahi

This one is by Mirza Galib

ishq mujhko  naheeN, wehshat hee sahee
meree wehshat, teree shohrat hee sahee


[ wehshat = solitude, shohrat = fame ]

qata`a   keeje  na  ta`alluq   ham   se
kuchch naheeN hai to `adaavat hee sahee


[ qata'a = break/intercept, ta'alluq = relation
/connection,'adaavat = hatred/animosity ]

mere   hone   meiN   hai  kya  ruswaaee ?
'ei woh majlis naheeN KHalwat hee sahee


[ majlis = assembly, KHalwat = isolation ]

ham bhee dushman to naheeN haiN apne
Gair ko tujh se mohabbat  hee sahee

apnee hastee hee se ho, jo kuchch ho !
aagahee gar naheeN GHaflat hee sahee

[ hastee = existence, aagahee = knowledge/information,
GHaflat = negligence ]

'umr harchand  ke  hai  barq-e-KHiraam
dil ke KHooN karne ki fursat hee sahee

[ barq = lightning, KHiraam = manner of walking ]

ham  koee tarq-e-wafa  karte haiN
na sahee ishq, museebat hee sahee

[ tarq = relinquishment ]

kuchch  to de  'ei falak-e-na_insaaf
aah-o-fariyaad ki ruKHasat hee sahee

[ falak = sky ]

ham bhee tasleem kee KHoo Daalenge
be_niyaazee teree `aadat hee sahee

[ tasleem = greeting/saluting, KHoo = habit,
be_niyaazee = independence ]

yaar se  cheDa  chalee jaay, 'Asad'
gar nahee wasl to hasrat hee sahee

[ wasl = meeting, hasrat = desire ]