I am

Whenever you need some one close by -I am
Whenever you need a shoulder to cry- I am
Whenever you need a friend to talk to - I am
Whenever you need a friend to walk by your side- I am
Whenever you need a lovely hug - I am
Whenever you need someone to cheer you up- I am
Whenever you need someone to take away all your worries- I am
Whenever you need to be felt special don't worry I would be there..yes my dear I am
Whenever you need me...- I am
Till eternity and beyond I am and I will be by your side,
Till death parts us I am and I will be by your side,
I am.........around you .....and you would feel my presence even after I am gone
I am and  I will be with you forever and always....
I am .....

Biren :)

kuch ajeeb

जिंदगी क्या है ? एक धोका , एक अंधी दौड़, एक छल, एक त्यौहार, एक उपहार, ख़ुशी और गमो से भरा एक तोहफा ..न जाने कितनी ही परिभाषाये लेके आ सकते हैं जिंदगी की,  पर जिंदगी की परिभाषा हर षण बदलती है,  आपकी मेरे से अलग होगी, गरीब की अमीर से, नेता की वोट देने वालो से, पुलिस की मुजरिम से और ऐसे ही .... ना जाने कितनी परिभाषाएं ना जाने कितने चहरे इस ज़िन्दगी के
इंसान वही परिभाषा मानता और अपनाता हैं जिस तरह की परिस्थितियों से वो रूबरू होके आता हैं......
लोग कहते हैं  ज़िन्दगी जिंदादिली का नाम हैं... पर क्या ये जिंदादिली  किसी किसी भूके के पेट को खाना दे सकती हैं - किसी बेघर को एक छत दे सकती हैं किसी अनाथ को ममता दे सकती हैं ......., जनाब ये सब बातें किताबी है की ज़िन्दगी जिंदादिली का नाम हैं
जब खुद पे आती है तो सब की हालत पतली हो जाती हैं, कैसे उस परिस्थिति से निकलू यही सोचते हैं,  कुछ एक आध व्यक्ति जो डटे रहते हैं वो दृढ संकल्पी होते हैं ऐसे आदमी करोड़ों  मैं कुछ एक आध ही होते हैं
आप जो हैं जो होंगे वो आपकी परिस्थिति पर निर्भर करता है, कहा जाता ही  सब कुछ उस ऊपर वाले के बनाये गए PLAN के तहत होता है, .....सवाल ये हैं की क्या  है वो प्लान ? क्या इतने बड़े संसार मैं सब व्यक्ति जीव जंतु पेड़ - पौधों  सब के के लिए ये PLAN बनाया हैं और बनाया हैं तो किसने ? कैसे? क्या ये प्लान change होता है  या इन्सान चाहे जितने हाथ-पैर मारे उसे वही मिलता है....और  वही उसका अंत होता हैं -जो विधि के विधान या बोलें इस PLAN मैं लिखा हैं ? क्या हो अगर ये प्लान लीक हो जाये मुझे मेरी ज़िन्दगी का, मेरे अस्तित्व का, मेरे वजूद  इन सब के  बारे मैं पता चल जाये, क्या करना है  क्या नहीं सब पता चल जायेगा व्यर्थ मैं अपना समय शक्ति और धन व्यय नहीं होगा .....जिदगी कितनी सरल हो जाएगी फिर कोई नहीं कहेगा ज़िन्दगी जटिल है ..हाँ...परन्तु सोचने लायक हैं की  ये हुआ तो ज़िन्दगी की १-२ परिभाषा  तो शर्तिया तौर पे ख़तम हो जायेंगी पर ना जाने कितनी सारी और जुढ जाएँगी .....मैं खुद से सवाल करता हूँ ये कई बार "क्या ज़िन्दगी को परिभाषित करने की आवशयकता भी हैं ? या ज़िन्दगी को सच्चे मन से जीना अपना १००% देना ही ज़िन्दगी हैं  ....
लगता हैं ज़िन्दगी एक पहेली हैं शायद ....(ये भी ज़िन्दगी की एक परिभाषा हैं )
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ज़िन्दगी और हवा

धीमे धीमे से बहती हवा ....मज़ा देती हैं, ....अच्छी लगती हैं ....
यही मद्धम हवा जब तेज़ होती हैं तो ...तूफ़ान का रूप लेलेती हैं,
कुछ लोग ज़िन्दगी में मद्धम हवा की तरह आते हैं....
और कुछ आपकी ज़िन्दगी में तूफ़ान की tarah बदलाव लाते हैं....
ज़िन्दगी का जोगराफिया ही बदल डालते हैं, सब तेहस नहस कर जाते हैं....
आप जो हैं, जो होंगे ...आपके अस्तित्व को....आपके ज़मीर को टटोल जाते हैं
जन्दगी में कभी मद्धम हवा, कभी तूफ़ान और कभी रुकी सी हवा आ जाती हैं
ज़िन्दगी ऐसे ही तूफानों से गुज़र के शफा हो जाती हैं
कोई आपकी ज़िन्दगी में तूफ़ान लाता हैं या वो माधाम हवा बन जाता हैं
क्या आआप भी किसी की ज़िन्दगी में तूफ़ान लाये हैं ?
या उनको धीमे हवा सा अनुभव करवा पाए हैं

या फिर शांत ..रुकी सी हवा की तरह बिना कुछ kiye अपने आप में सिमट जाते हैं

ख्याल

कुछ दिन पहले, अपने ज़हन के मकान को टटोल रहा था
अँधियारा था वहाँ, एक टूटा दरवाज़ा था जिसपे दस्तक भी न दी जा सके
दीवारें बेजान बेरंग हो चुकी थी, शायद कुछ कहना चाहती थी , पर मैं अनजान सा बना रहा
हर हिस्सा सड़ चुका था, ये माकन चरमरा रहा था....
माडर्न लाइफ, बेबात के झगडे, और ऐसे ही न जाने कितनी दीमकों ने इस माकन का अस्तित्व ख़त्म कर दिया था
मैं और आगे बढ़ा तो, वो रिश्तो के धागों से बुना चादर दिखी, जिसे समय के कीडे ने मुँह मैं जकडा हुआ था
वो इस चादर को लघभग साफ़ कर ही चुका था जो बचा था वो बस चंद लीरें थी
जो इस चादर से अपने आखरी धागे से जुड़ी थी
मैं यहाँ कुछ देर रुका सोचा कुछ धागों मैं गांठ बाँध दूँ, पर न जाने वो अजीब सी गन्ध मुझे अपने ओउर खिंच ले गई
जब गंध सबसे तेज़ हुई तो मैं रुका देखा जहाँ खड़ा था वहां तहखाना था, उसका दरवाज़ा खोला
देख वहां पर मेरा मासूम बचपन महक रहा था, कुछ जाने पहचाने से खिलोने के साथ चहक रहा था
तभी आहट हुई, वो महक मद्धम हुई मैंने तहखाने के दरवाज़े को देखा वो बंद होता जा रहा था
और उसकी कर्हाने की आवाज़ सुन कर भी मुझे मज़ा आ रहा था
मैंने एक बार तो भाग के उस दरवाज़े से बहार निकलने की सोच मैं पढ़ा रहा
पर अपने मासूम बचपन को देख कर न जाने वही खड़ा रहा
अपने बचपन की यादो मे मैं खोता जा रहा था, माँ के कदमो की आहट, वो लोरी बहना से लड़ना सब याद आ रहा था
दरवाज़े बंद होता जा रहा था उस तहखाने मैं अँधियारा ला रहा था
मैंने अपने बचपन की तरफ़ कदम बढाया,
बचपन की तरफ़ बस चलते जा रहा था नजाने वो नन्हा शैतान क्यों दूर भागे जा रहा था
मैं हर पल उसके करीब जाना चाहता था वो चंचल मुझे इधर उधर भागता था,
थोडी देर बाद वो मेरी पकड़ मैं आ गया, और मेरे इस ज़हन के वीरान माकन मैं उजियाला आ गया
वो खुशबू पूरे घर मैं फ़ैल गई, रिश्तो की वो चादर पहले से कम नंगी हो गई, धागों ने आब जुड़ना शुरू कर दिया
घर फ़िर से नई रौशनी से खिला, मेरा मासूम बचपन जब मुझसे फ़िर मिला
फ़िर से माडर्न लाइफ मैं जाना हैं आब मुझे, आशा हैं ये मासूम बचपन मुझ मैं जिंदा रहे कभी छोडे न मुझे
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bachpan

aaj fir se bachpan jiya...ek school main maine visit kiya

kitne hi chere dekhe , har umar har rang ke...

kuch soch raha tha main apne hi khayalo main khoya tha

apni pareshaaniyo ka wo usual jaal piro raha thaa

intezaar kar raaha tha kab miloonga "principal" se

aur wapis jake kaam khatam kar doonga khat se...

par tabhi ek ajab si cheez ghaati 

nursery K-G ke baccho ki line aati dikhi to mere "usual" jaal se attention hati

train banake nanhe bacche aa rahe the ek ke peeche ek

chhere pe khushi, gam, chinta na jane kahan aaye the wo faink

chanchal sa bachpan dikah to man ne kaha fir se baccha ban jaa naa, choda sab 

chal diya train ke peeche unki hi tarha bina pareshaani bina chinta ke khushi leke tab

khoob jiya bachpan recess main, khela main baccha banke fir ek baar 

football,  vishamrit tptp top...ye wo na janee kitne game sirf 20 min main yaar

 shararat, masum bachpan fir se laut aaaya thaa,

 baccho ne mujhe recess main khoob daudaya tha ...

baccho mai, main bhi baccha ban gaya bachpan jeeene ka maan karne laga 

thodi der meri pareshaaniyoon ko us masoom bachpan ne thaga ...

bahar nikalte hi fir se wahi "usual" jaal bunna start kar diya 

bachpan ki sweet memories na "aaj " aapna din special kar diya !

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SiddhGarh treck

Had this wonderful opportunity to visit siddhgarh on 27th Sept Boy it was awesome treck

The trip began with planning to go for GORAKHGADH me sai, aseem, renil, kailash, parmar and nilay. Sai backed out caz of his commitments and stress(office).
a day b4 i injured my right foot playin footer so was not that willing to go for the treck.

4:10 call from nilay i am sleeping ..dreaming into some other world
4:12 call from him again the phone goes below the pillow i continue sleeping :P
~4:20 aseeem bangs my door and i get out of bed we get ready and leave the hostel by 5:00 with the news that sai won't be coming along caz he's really tired after his delhi Trip

reached kanjur and travelled from kanjur to KALYAN the morning breeze left freshness and smile on our faces it was like breathing life
there started a photography session aseem goofy started shown their skills as they are doing some photography course so ...all was required to photography was available so they juss started doin what they wanted.









The breeze was cold really i evebn had to borrow GOGo's Jacket the very few pics taken in the train were all blurred, guess aaaa these guys have to work hard on photography skills

reached kalyan had vadapav..jalebi for breakfast GOGO already had some food with him so we juss bought some Biscuits and headed for 'murbad' the journey in da bus was awesome" cool breeze nice atmo ...nice surroundings wooooo i sat alone listening to my Ipod i don like sitting next to parmar he's a damn Jerk so he and i sat alone
we reached mubad and then headed for the base point for The treck in a ST bus !! boy it was a BUMPY ride ! "again i was reading my novel listening ipod whereas everyone making fun of kailash and mee and sometimes parmar I hate this kinda conversation so try to avoid this but still these guys could not control and made me to participate in their conversation :P

we reached to the base Goofy the marathi manussh proved to be of vital help and we were told the way to go to gorakhgadh and siddhgadh someone told there is a good
waterfall @ siddgadh and gorakhgadh is a tough i initiated we'll go to siddhgadh as there's a waterfall :D:D (i was not willing to go on a tough one reason my injured foot)so we headed for siddhgarh



Journey began we went through a village the people helped us locating where to Go kailash and Parmar had gaali fights all the time the entire treck
aseem and goofy started there photgraphy session FOOL paatti jhaad ..pahad "whatever they saw they clicked and aseem once said "Bhatia abe kya faltoo idhar udhar ke pic let hain" "bhatia ke haat main camera pakda do bas idhar udhar kahin ki bhbi pic kheechega " and now ....look what was he doin :P FReaky Funny world







well we started climbing ..at first it was easy further the heat made the treck a bit difficult we were short of water so filled supplies from a "JHARNA" i mean waterfall i was not willing to drink it but /////\\\\ did eventually no choice as no water supply there
i had it with goofy and parmar....man they always wana act smart..give up kara diya !! i really don wanna it to become like this but they made things ugly so i thought lets njoy the beauty here left those bitches behind

halted at a waterfall where one other group were taking bath parmar kailash said lets go but we didn stop we went ahead few more minutes of climbing and fuuuuuuuuuu
man out of breath but all the time the beauty was breathtaking mannn

we somehow reached the top then photography session
some 100-200 ft were left we started ,,again at certain point we decides not to go furter but were enough gutsy to take the risk we move ahead parmar leading me being second the path was way to steep like a simple slip of foot and "U are no more"
we still managed to go few fts further but atlast gogo me and aseem said we are climbing it with so much risk when we'll be coming back it would become so much

dangerous man so with a load on our heart :P we came back from there rested at this POint where the baba made us tea and we rested there for about 2 hrs












we began the journey back to home man
stopped at the waterfall and took a bath, i literally drowned and one nice fella saved me i was willing to take risk, i jumped in and ...hehe was in only he caught my hand ....pulled me up :P "fat li thi boss"
bas maza aagaaayaa fir bhi
started for base again parmar strted to sing in his besure surr ....but no one ver says anything to this cheap chap!:P ....well in 1 hr we tired reached the base....in it was dark when we reached the bus stand we were all fucked upp so damn tired that i cannot describe ....But in all we njoyed each and every part of the treck except for few instances where we had fights and misunderstandings



I LOved siddhgarh and am willing to go back to go to the top completely and I'll

cheers
Biren

MeEeEeeeeee

I am building up these walls around me, solid concrete walls. Even the voices on the other side don’t come and bother me anymore. Everything that intend to come to me has to come through these walls which is mere impossible; the result is me in my own world for me, I want to break these walls now, but these are so strong that my efforts become worthless.
I so want to get out of this fortress I made around me but I am chained to a hook somewhere deep inside and not able to get loose. This entire process of trying again and again goes on and on and I fail every-time and the next time I go for it with lesser and lesser enthusiasm. Yes that’s me “the lonesome”, trapped inside my own domain with my own constraints and yes I am willing to break free, but I don’t find a force strong enough to pull me off these boundaries these walls or break through them and reach me…I am dying to come out…..
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Biren Bhatia

The Journey on never ending road !

I am walking on a road that never ends sometimes I even run to hop on more distance to reach the so called destination I have been following, but no use the road never ends. I reach something and again see something else and continue my journey leaving behind everything I had joy, friends, family yes even thoughts and feelings, reason being these thoughts and feelings make my journey prolonged its better to think of what I am going for, what is the run for, but in the end when I rest, take a breath the sadness the thought of no-one around me, the self proclaimed curse that I carry just screeches my mind, pushing the pain right at the bottom of my heart and deep down my soul, causing injuries that grow with time.

Yes I feel lonely sometimes I wish I could stop on this road, could put an end to this journey but …
I don’t stop to make new relations rather I move away, way...way beyond from the reach of the old relations friends family and foes, all berried deep down somewhere in my heart.
Time is running and so am I, am I running with time or ahead of it...nah nobody can run ahead of time, so am I racing with time or are we, both going on independent.

The road I travel has no end, but may diversion each leading to some new endless road, I feel someone running ahead and behind me on this road and I hope others are doing so on these diversions. I never met any of these running friends of mine, oops I called them friends strange but I really want to meet someone on this endless journey who stays with me matches my pace, neither ahead nor behind just side by side running on the same road having the same Journey, that way when I rest or take a breath I have someone with me, beside me to take away all those feelings of loneliness I ever had, but I fear yup I fear I may loose this special friend or mate, it may take some diversion running on some other parallel path or some path different.
And I have to continue on my road again with the same old feelings and the sadness and pain intensified with the grief of loosing this friend, so I decided not to stop not to look for this special someone.

I get dreams sometimes while I am off the road of Home, of friends and of family all calling me back running 180 degree backwards on the same path that leads right back at them but, I wake up and start a fresh again and start this non ending journey to reach the non attainable goals that I want. I think my journey to life would go on, and on, end on this road non-ending road.
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Biren Bhatia

ONLY the LONELY

I have seen them getting old as I became a teenager; I have seen the pain, their waiting eyes loosing all the bright light in the hope of getting little personal attention, their ears dying to hear a personalized talk, someone saying “Yes I care”. Their lips always ready to talk but no-one around to hear, its nothing but a never ending, long life for them. I wonder do they wish to live in same misery and see/hear their children happy/sad or hope for reincarnation.

Looking at them one might think they were never young it has been centuries when they grew old, but I have seen them growing old. The way they are treated by their children is worse then they treat their servants and these children are my relatives only, I always wanted to intervene and say this is wrong that you all are doing they are your parents, they have done so much for you, now when they want to talk to you, need your attention you just behave they don’t exist. You pass ignoring them and that kills them within but still, their heart hopes for your good. You have stopped thinking about them but all they can do is think about it. You are too busy with your life and your free time goes in thinking about your family and cursing your parents why are they still here why do they speak in between, why do they even exist? That’s all you think, when you can spend those 10-20 minutes with them and bring a smile on their face, make them happy but you won’t caz you have turned your back towards them, it’s the spell of social evil the modern life that’s even worsening your situation. I feel I am a culprit to, I never speak a word in front of them about their behavior with them. I wish their children don’t keep them as they have kept their parents and I wish this silence of mine breaks soon and somehow or the other the separation created between them breaks or at-least decreases.

Do i know myself?

yeah thats the Question that comes to my mind
when ever memories come doin the mind
One mistake and then the other
i never improve over , my brother
you think you know yourself huh
look in the mirror and damn YOU can't see YOU
this whole thing no one has realized
caz alll you out there are buzy with ur lives king SIzed
money and work made be suck big time on emotional grounds
and the same is for u, no matter how crazy it sounds
listen to ur heart let mind play no game
why dont You and I behave like we used to and be same
creating history thats all we hope for today
We are so busy that we do everything and purposely forget to prey
u look at the gals and think to screw them wherever and whenever you can
no respect for anyone, u live like a damnn trash-can
You know deep down whats write and wrong
still u move to shitty places singing same old damnnn 'Mee Meee' song
this info u gave to me saying u know yourself well
I guess i am happy to ask "Do i know myself" oh and U damn...Go to HELL
:P
Biren

nothing jusss ....

take this touch from my soul, n take away my heart i don want this pain
or take my hand and take me with u to heaven or come back again

incomplete without u, ur smile ..my world foundation is just fragile
i am still living just to live and i lie to myself a 100 times caz hope is what all i can give

come back or take me away end this ..pain my love forever
life is becomin hell widout u i don wana live ..na never

gone are the days we spend together ..the times the talks that we did together,
hand in hands watchin sun rise and set on those stranded beaches campfire and those songs we sung along

memories thats all i have ...and they grow ..deeper day by day and i miss u more
this pain increases and is difficult to bore

so come on my live come back ..or take me wid u forever and always !

Biren :>

Dreams

Chasing
I am chasing dreams ...
My dreams ur dreams , mom's dreams sis's dreams going after dreams
i start with a dream follow, and see another and the previous dreams seems hollow
i change and switch to this new dream that all i can, yes i start dreaming again
one dream after other is seen, the completion of castle of my dreams has never ever been

these dreams now make me crazy i live in multiple dreams
conquering something & being sad over some, loosing something and partying 4 happiness to come
i am confused which dream was actually mine, am i living ur dreams?
or am i living a dream which has no ends which leads to no goal...

i look at the goal thru a dream ..and suddenly my dream changes
i wanna stay focused but this entire dream thing has no singularity it ranges
i wanna stick to one dream but theres nothing that stops it in one place i.e nothing hinges

my dreams sometimes have family and friends about whom i caree
u come to my dream often and make me further confused my dear
Caz in my dreams u go away from me leaving me all alone here

i wanna control u oh my dreams i wana see and conquer one at a time
but this illusions that u create make me confused and jus a mere pawn
it sometimes feels so damn bad that i wana stop dreamin and move on

cut the crap this is rap ...Yoo

yoooo there's this feeling goin thru me these dayzzz man
why the hell i don stand up n not get tr8td like trash can
i don wanna live life,its better i juss go hell n die
my bro. whats the use of wings if u can't fly reach high
Do this do that u don shit mee this good guy stufff makes me wanna pee
yes on ur face i'lll leave a trace i am ready for this big race
i'll take u all over and i'll win and living life 4 me no longer will be a sin
its all about winning and not abt trying ya dawg
screw all i am gonna succeed and clear this fog
i gotta believe in the force of U in me
i wanna be a better man in the mirror when i see
these words juss started in my mind a fight
they won come out thru my mouth right
i know i'll succeed now its my time
livinl life like i used to is a serious crime.


jus rhymin out fokes :P !
Biren

WHATEVER

its all about making the correct decisions at the right time
but with me its always the unexpected right decisions at wrong time
or it is wrong decisions at the write moment of time

somehow or the other i doo screw up things and feel Guilty about it
i am like this person who wants to go out and njoy and at the same time dreams of being at home
who wants to do things his way but wants no interference by some

its me who thinks I can and its again me that say's Can U?
its all going on here in my mind and heart, playin games all the time with me
and thats y i get confused and cannot remain as meee

sometimes if i do take correct decisions reaching the goal does not makes feel that happy
caz I says :IS that what u came this far, is it wat u wanted or u got driven by ur surroundings
i am good i am blesses woth many things, acting, photography..fine arts and i am a person who sings..

everything is there little but enough to be called upon as alive in me
i am not a perfect person wanna develop some skills that i will excel in
may be anything ....

i dont know where am i heading in life jus goin on the path that i see in front of my eyes
i don plan my future caz when i plan something it dosn work out
i loose hope and then i back out

i have stopped wanting things for me
i don't want anything now caz whatever i have hoped for ever
i got it late or Never..

i take life as it comes now and if i get anything i am happy now
caz its something better than nothing which i expect on
and thats how my life moves on...and all chances are goneee !
:P

na jane.....

ek ajeeb si bebabsi si hain is ..maan main
kya kyon kasie kab pata nahin hazaroo sawalo se ghira padha hoon
ladh ke jhagad ke ek se chutkara pata hoon to aur 2-4 se khud ko ghira pata hoon
kabhi shant nahin reh pata hian ye man bas yahi bebasi hain
yeh zindagi mukammal nahin hain , bas kis pardarshi sheeeshe ki botal main fasi hain

sab dikhta hain sheeshe ke bahar kya hota hain ..par use mehsoos nahin kar sakta hoon
is sheeshe ki botal ko tod kar bahar nikal nahin pata hoon
chahta hoon chahe mujhe koi par ..yeh dewar si bani hain beech main

sab ke maan ki sun leta hoon, ladte raho date rahoo unki uljhan ko suljhata hoon
khud na jane ek uljhan aane pe kitna ulajh jata hoon, date rehne ka soch bhi nahin pata hoon
main bhi kisi ke mooh se date raho main hoon na...sunna chahta hoon par har baar bas main hi logo ko date rehna kehta jata hoon
na jane apne uljhano main khud kyon uljha jata hoon, apne man ke hal ko suntae waqt khud ko tanha pata hoon

zindagi main kuch kamaya nahin bas gawaya hain, mere liye har rishta yahan bas paraya hain
zindagi vileen hain pardashi sheeshe ki botal main tanha hain
zindagi bas zinda hain...bas Zindaa hain.

yaadein

Yaadein aab to bas yaadein, begani raaatain, begani ratein hai
vaade nibhane the jo tumne, kaise nibhaye, kasie nibhayenge
Gum ye nahi hain ki raha nahin wo pyar hi, gum hain to bas yahi ki tum wo nahin TUM wo Nahin
Bhulane se yaad aati hain kuch aaise baatein hain
Jo milke bhool jatein hain ye untki batein hain..Unki baatein hain
Yaadein aab to bas yaadein, begani raaatain, begani ratein hai

yaadein aab to bas yaadein, sooni deewarein, sooni deeware hain
vaade nibhane the jo tumne, kaise nibhaye, kasie nibhayenge
Gum ye nahi hain ki raha nahin wo pyar hi, gum hain to bas yahi ki tum wo nahin TUM wo Nahin
Bhulane se yaad aati hain kuch aaise baatein hain
Jo milke bhool jatein hain ye untki batein hain..Unki baatein hain
Yaadein aab to bas yaadein, begani raaatain, begani ratein hai

yaadein ab to bas yaadein sirf teri baatein, sirf teri baatein nahin
vaade nibhane the jo humne nahi nibhaye nahin nibhaye kabhi ...
Gum ye nahi hain ki raha nahin wo pyar hiii..Gum hai to bas yahi ki Tum wo nahin ..wo nahin
Bhulane se yaad aati hain kuch aaise baatein hain
Jo milke bhool jatein hain ye untki batein hain..Unki baatein hain
Yaadein aab to bas yaadein, begani raaatain, begani ratein hai


Yaadein ,,,,,teri yaadein hain

PS:inspired by song yaadein from saurabh :P

BICHAR.....

bahut dino se ye aankein soyi nahin hain, maa ki goud jaisa sukooon kahan milta hain kahin
bahut din se neeend bhi poori hui nahi, ghar jitna sukoon yahan kahin milta kahan hain

yaad aata hainmaaa ke haatka khana, in sukhi rotiyoo aur masaledar sabjiyoo se pet to bharega par maan ko wo anand kahan aata hain
yaad aata hain wo mamta bhara sparsh, wo sir ki malish...kahn hain yahan kuch aaisa, itni bhagdaud main na sparsh hain na hi wo tael ki malish

yaad karta hoon jab guzre sare lamhein wo ghar pe wo masti, wo bachpana...wo maa ka pyar
tabhi dimag tika deta hain dhyan yahan ..."is FAST LIVING METRO" main ...bhago bhagoo yaar

bhago bhago yaar warna pichad jaoge, na jane kaunse duniya main pahunch jaoge
par sawal dimag main aata hain pichad jaoonga kissse ye mapdand ..kiske liye kise viruddh

yahan aapni zindagi aache se jeeloon bas yahi sochta jata hoon
yahn jab se kadam rakha ahin bas main bhagta hi jata hoon

sone main nahane main kahne main yahan wahan jane main
bas bhagnaa bhagnaa ..na jane kis race main bahga ja raha hoon main

akela ho gaya hoon maa bhai bahen sab ko najane kitne kos peeche
aab to bas phone pe hi baat kar paat hooon unse...wo bhi ....jada lambi ho to man kheejee

najane itna badlaav aaya kyon hain na jane ..ye bhagam bhag kyon hain
shayad har koi aapni daud main akela daudta jaa raha hain

is FAST METRO LIFE ke chalte har rishta dusre se door ja raha hain
na jane is bhagaambhag main insaan insaniyat bhula jeee kaise pata hain


Biren Bhatia

i ...Me and 'I'

i see my reflection in the mirror and see someone else,
where's the 'ME' gone i don't know
Help me to find me in me Caz i am in need of me and me needs me
i don't know when this transformation took place when did me disappeared and I came into being
I don't like this 'I' caz I is selfish mean and he restricts me from enjoying my life
i like me and i want me to become me again but 'I' again stops me from doing so
'I' says you have improved over the time and evolved U are professional now
i dont think there's a place for 'me' in between u an i
Oh my God i am stuck with this me and and 'I', me never says to come back
but i want me back but 'I' never wants so ....
I am so confused between the me and 'I'
so 'i' have decided to let loose of both me and 'I' and become i

न जाने किस झूटी परछाई के पीछे भागता रहता हैं ये मेरा मन
न देख कभी उसे फ़िर भी लगे उसका चेहरा देखा देखा, अपना सा
न छुआ उसने मुझे कभी फ़िर भी न जाने क्यों लगता हैं उसकी छुअन को पहचानता हूँ
नही मिला उससे पर लगता हैं सदियों से उसी के साथ रहा हूँ
उसकी सौंधी सौंधी खुशबू को बस महसूस कर ही लेता हूँ
न जाने कब होगी उससे मुलाकात उस छुअन, खुशबू का सत्य मैं आभास करूंगा
डरता हूँ वो परछाई कहीं खो न जाए मन के किसी कोने मैं, वो खुशबू, छुआन भुला न दे ये दिमाग या भूल जाऊँ मैं
ज़िंदा रखना चाहता हूँ उस छवी उस परछाईी को अपने अंतर्मन मैं
कहते हैं लोग मुझे की तुम पागल हो गए हू अनजाने सी छवी के पीछे आपने जीवन को व्यर्थ कर रहे हो
उन्हें कैसे समझाऊ ये जीवन उस छवी के बिन व्यर्थ हैं विलीन है , उसको सोचे बिन टू शायद मैं जी ही नहीं पाऊँगा
उस चहरे को पास से देखना चाहता हू , महसूस करना चाहता हूँ , पर न जाने वो चेरा इस भीड़ मैं कहाँ खो गया हैं
शायद वो चेहरा किसी पराये के लिए अपना हो गया हैं पता नहीं होगी भी या नहीं मुलाकात उस परछाई से

न जाने इस झूटी परछाई के पीछे क्यों भगता रहता हैं ये मेरा मन

rain rain

the first drop the first breeze ..the first rain and yes i am juss lovin
lovin the breeze lovin the rain, wanna go wild get wet but momma told me again 'n' again
"First rains are harmful son, don get wet, u'll get ill i can bet
LAter u can have all the fun, when there is rain and no sun

and yes came the second rain and momma's son went out again
played cricket and football, was wet and covered with mud overall
he njoyed every part of it, yes each and every drop was part of it
thanked God for showering the rains and prayed he could get wild again

Mommas boy loved rain so much tat i can't say, Let it rain all da12 months tat was his pray
Every time when it rained, he came out and all his clothes were filled with mud stains
he played with friends in rain, with all the drops, the breeze and yes the mud and went all insane
The boy loved the rain and wanted it to shower again and again and...AGAIN