May be for the first time

May be for the first time,

I do recall the first letter,
When my fingers trembled.

I do recall the first talk,
When my voice vibrated.

I do recall the first meet,
When your eyes sung songs.

I do recall the first touch,
When palms seemed tied.

I do recall the first bye,
When we were just silent.

May be for the first time.

Sabse peeche hum khade

Yesterday my friend asked me to call him back. It took me some time to call him back and he became angry. For the 40-45 minutes we talked, or rather he talked, he went on speaking about his problems. He needed advice on some of the problems and something’s he just needed to talk. And so he talked and talked and talked. I listened and spoke wherever necessary.

When he ended the phone, I was relived. Then I realize that he didn’t even ask me how I was? Maybe I am becoming a little grumpy or maybe he just was too worried about his own trouble or maybe he just forgot.

But it always happens. I think people need me if they have some work with me. They are normally absent when I need them. I guess they have their own priorities and I come last in those priorities.

There is a song by “Silk Route” which goes like “Sabse Peeche hum khade” (I stand behind everybody).

Zara nazar utha ke dekho naa.
baithe hai hum yahi,
bekhabar mujse kyon ho,
itney bure bhi hum nahi…
zamane ki baaton me uljho naaa.
hai yeh aasaaan jaanna..
khud se jo agar tum puchoo..
hai hum tumhre ki nahi..
teriii aaakhon ka jaado..
puri duniya mein hai..
duniya ki is bheed me..
Sabse peeche hum khade…………….

I guess I am in one of those Self-pity moods. I need to get out of this..

Lovely Rajasthan.....I miss those days

Muhabbat se bharaa, ek dil hai Jaise
Mere bachapan kaa saathi, mera gaon..

Bahut miithaa Hai Paanii, Is kune Kaa
Bari thandii Hai een, Pairdon Ki Chaaoun..

Khulaa sangiit hai, jaise hawaa main
Zaraa aavaaz to sun, chakiyon ki..

Rahet ghata hai, bhini bhini ley mein
Surili boliyan hai, panchiyon ki..

Mein barso baad lauta houn
To jaana, ye gaaoun, geet hai, sadiyon puraana..

Pushpa Ki Abhilasha

Chah nahi main sur bala ke gehno(n) mein guntha jaaun,

Chah nahi main premi mala mein bindh pyari ko lalchaaun,

Chah nahi devon ke sir par chadu bhagya par ithlaaun,

Chah nahi samraton ke shav par he hari dala jaaun,

Mujhe tod lena van-mali us path par dena tum phenk,

Matrabhoomi par sheesh chadane jis path jaayen veer anek.

(by Makhanlal Chaturvedi)