Yeh kaali ghani raat
Yeh chamakti hui chandni


Woh chupa tim-timata tara
Woh bheegi gili reet ki meethi khusboo


Woh gum ho jane wala aalam
Woh kamseen fiza
Woh tanhai
Woh bebasi
Woh tadaap


Tin saaye, bas chale ja rahe hain
Us nishane ki aur
Jahan na koi rok hai, na koi thok hai
Ek doosre ke saaye banke
Ek doosre ke humdum banke


Ab aisi asmanjash mein pad gaye hain
Ab aisi kasauti kadam chum rahi hai


Hum chupe bhi to kahan
Hum gum hoye bhi to kahan
Charro taraf roshni ki chadar faiil chuki hai
Jain bhi kahan!

Ruh ki galiyon se

Kisi daffa apne rooh se guzarish ki thi maine
Zara tham sa ja, zara ruk sa ja


Lekin us begane rooh na meri ek na suni
Bas chalte gaya, chlate gaya
Na jhuka , na chup hua


Aaj is jahan aa pahuncha hai
Kayi kashison ke bich kas-masa-hat se taiyerte hue
Ek ajoobe kinare pe tik sa gaya hai


Ab jab meri gunzaish hai
Woh daariya ko fande,
Age badhe
Woh ekdum se jaise tham sa gaya hai
Na saans leta hai, aur na saans lene deta hai
Ek ajeeb si ghootan hone lagi hai


Ab kiski sune, rooh ki 
Ya fir uski jo us duje kinare pe khade mujhe apni taraf kenche ja raha hai....

Weakness

Here i rise again 
Lifting my shield, lifting my sword
Striking my thoughts


But as the waves touch me
With the velocity of whirling winds
I scatter, like always i do


Bursting of the sealed bubble
Breaking into little fragments
Yet again i am drenched
Swirling & whirling like a tornado, in the dead sea of peace...


And you say i am weak!


Your's
Fragile!

Soltitude

Everyone says love has no age 
I say music has no language
It's the soul of the music that bonds with your spirit, bending it, swirling it and mending it...
Again soothing your restless mind
Calming your scarlet motives
Resting your impatient thoughts
Stopping the bleeding heart....


Dedicated to all music lovers...
I won't say music is my bread n butter or i can't survive without music...
Rather it's my air, water and earth...
Like air, helping me to survive
Like water, drenching my restless impatient heart
Like earth, covering each bit of me, protecting me...

I don't why i write, but i know it does calm me...

Sometimes madness is all you need!

Life's like dark chocolate: little bit of sweetness and little bit of bitterness! 

Conversations!

Mr. D : Hey! Buddy , hw u doin ?


D2 : Yeah me gud! Hw r u??


Mr. D: all izz well! So, had dinner?


D2:  Yeah! Chicken! :) n u? 


Mr. D: Yup! Chicken biriyani! :) :)


D2: hehehehheheh


Mr. D : What's so funny??


D2: You had egg biriyani n i had chicken curry! RIP bichara "hen"!!


Mr. D: (laughing his guts out) i din't think of that!


D2: lolzzzz....was juz wandering what happened to the poor hen?? Hell or heaven??


Mr. D: I have no idea! But yeah "rakhshayas parivar" lolzz


Special thanks to Mr. D!!  
RIP: Poor Hen!

Too much involvement
Too much digging


Born is a new interest
Born is a new artist


Too much dedication
Too much enthusiasm


Born is a new passion
Born is a new love


Too much thinking
Too much research
Too many years


Passion is reborn as "obsession"


And hell yeah!! It's just my passion!


"Dreamy-eyed"