May 21, 2013

Aisa kaisa hota hai..



Aisa kaisa hota hai ki pyaar bikhar jaata hai..
Kal jinki jaan they hum aaj ajnabi kehlaata hai..

Kal jiske aangan mein mehakte they gulaab ban kar..
Aaj mujhe dekh ke khud murjhaa jaata hai..

Jiske saath baith nadiyon ko baadal bante dekha..
Wo waqt ke bahaav mein door bahaa jaata hai..

Uski aawaaz mein tab suraj bhi ghul jaaya karta tha..
Ab thandi aahon mein din guzar jaata hai..

Aisa kaise hota hai ki pyaar bikhar jaata hai..
Aksar waade maangne waala apne waadon se mukar jaata hai..

Phir musaafir hue hain raaste..



This poem is dedicated to Aruna P. Khot, a woman extraordinaire. A multiple-time cancer survivor, Aruna ji is an epitome of love and grace. Wherever she goes, her presence weaves faith and heals tired hearts.
 

Aruna ji, You are my story of hope. You have reaffirmed my belief that angels do exist.

Phir musaafir hue hain raaste..
Phir manzilon ko dhoond laana hai..

Phir paani mein utri hain kashtiyaan..
Phir samandar ke us paar jaana hai..

Phir udaan mein hain hausalon ke parinde..
Phir aasman se bhi aage jaana hai..

Phir haathon pe kheenchni hai nayi lakeerein..
Phir hawaaon ka rukh mod laana hai..

Phir suraj se badhaani hai dosti..
Phir chaand ko gale lagaana hai..

Phir baarish se dooriyaan mitaani hai..
Phir bheegte bheegte muskuraana hai..