TO ACHAA HOTA!!!

                                           

 TO ACHAA HOTA

Yun kuch baate, rehti jabaan pe!

Or dil k iraade, dil me hi dafn (Bury) hote!

Vo chhupi hui muskaane na saamne aati!

Armaano ko koi jagah chhipne ki mil hi jaati!

To achaa hota!!!

Har ek mulakaat ab tasveer ban ne lagi hai,

Yaado ka ek sailaab aaya hai ki dubb gai meri kashtiyan,

Jinme sawaar the kai sapne, kai apne or kuch baate!

Agar rok lia hota pehli baar me hi tumhe,

To achaa hota!

Tere aansuo k pichhe daud kar bhi dekha tha,

Or paaya mene teri khubsurat aankho ka pata!

Vo pal na kabhi guzra tha or na guzrega,

Chahta hu ki hata lia hota teri aankho se mene pehra!

To achaa hota!

Jab thaama tha mere haatho se haath tera,

To saanso ne kuchh palo k liye alvida tha kaha

Ek nai si duniya ban ne lagi thi humari ki,

Sochta hu us zinda khwab ko tod deta zara sa!

To achhaa hota!

Pehli baar dil bhi saham raha tha, dar raha tha!

Har pal maaloom tha ki tum sach ho hi nahi!

Zindagi kaanch k kuch tukdo ki tarah bikhar gai,

Unhe jod kar ek aaiyana bana ne ki koshis karta!

To achaa hota!

Aaj saath tum nahi ho par saath hai vo yaade!

Jinko sanjokar koshish karta hu jinne ki!!

Tamaanaa hai dil me tumhe ek baar dekhne ki,

Par Pehli dafaa hi najar na aaye hote tum

To achaa hota!!





-ASHUTOSH MISHRA

GONE WITH THE WIND

Gone With the Wind

I always took my life as a predictable story. I believed that I knew everything about the life. I always preferred the safer side; never took risk. Success was before my eyes and I was getting everything which I desired.

I felt satisfied from what I got and I guess that helps a lot in forwarding the life. Tears and pain never knocked my door. I was alone and I knew I had to travel alone. I was moving on the road with the satisfaction. I know I have traveled a major part of my journey but where is the end. It can be on the next step but that doesn't mean that I am gonna stop.

Summer has passed and the winter was on the door. (Here, summer implies the early years of the writer and the winter represents his young age.) I remembered what my father said, ‘Never lose the pace.’ I was prepared for it. The cold breeze started to hurt me but I continued my journey. It was getting difficult and there were times when I felt completely traumatized  when my thoughts betrayed me and my emotions baffled me.

The mountains were shielded by the white snow. The sun was not in the sight and the cold triumphed me. The past memories were fading and the mist blocked my way.

I know a storm was coming. I could feel the fear of it. The slow breeze passed my soul and it warned me. I knew I have to take the decision. I knew I had to choose between the two.

Again I felt the slow breeze on my face. I have realized that it is the only chance to alter the fate. I can see the strong wind coming towards me. I knew it was very powerful but I had the strength to defeat it. It was very near and I concentrated on my desires. The path which I chose was not mine; it was determined by others. I felt like a slave and the feeling was terrible.

The wind touched my body and then the soul. I was standing firmly but I knew my decision. I twirled my legs in the direction of the wind and started running along with it. I knew I was a part of it; I was a part of the wind. I left the earth and I was with the wind; flying with it. It was a decision that I took in a few seconds and probably the most important one which literally changed my life. It was a decision of my own and I was happy about it. I embraced the wind and followed a path which reformed the whole scenario of my life.

People saw me flying and they asked angrily, “What are you doing?” to which I replied smiling, “Going with the wind.”

-ASHUTOSH

Special Note:

Wind represents the love!!