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Azmat ka Jaam

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Sat, 10 Oct 2015 08:06:00 +0000

Azmat ki khoj mein, ab bhi masroof hun,
Safar ka junoon barkarar hai.

Jazbaton ki bhaari bediyaan,
Sapne mere nahi baandhegi.

Moh ki maaya hogi, jo manzil dikh jaaye,
Abhi faasla hai, safar ne bataya hai.

Azmat aasaan nahi, abhi toh bahut hai imtehaan,
Abhi toh pair neele hain, cheele nahin.

Jo Azmat mil jaaye, wo azmat kya azmat,
Umr bhar ka sangharsh hai asli Azmat.

Azmat ek aadat hai, talib-e-ilm ka mazhab,
Azmat ka santosh seemit kare,
Wahin azmat ka josh aseem.

Azmat ka jaam abhi baaki hai...

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noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Tue, 24 Feb 2015 09:07:00 +0000

I just went through a marathon of exams. And one of the worst things that can happen in an exam is when you go BLANK. After hours and hours of studying, after scribbling and making notes, after reading with blood-red eyes, after sleepless nights, after those winter mornings where blankets seem like life’s purpose and at the end of such days and nights, you are not sure of what you have done but still you gather what’s left in you to give justice to your hard work and walk to the examination room, only to realise, that YES, you can go BLANK. But going blank is just a hanke. It’s a really clever way of diverting the blame, the blame for not being able to convert all your efforts into results.

However, I am diverting from the topic. Well, after this stream of thoughts, the word blank triggered the following blanks in my mind:
My first salary: ________
My first home: ________
My first job: ________
An accomplishment I want to cherish all my life: _______
Where am I going with the entire struggle and all my efforts in my career? : ___________
Will it be worth it? : ____________
Am I doing it right? : ___________

When you look at a blank; you want to figure out why there is a blank? For example, a reader might try to fill in the blanks in front of the above questions.

Blank generates curiosity. It is an interesting perception. It is not something negative. It is not harmful. In a way, it is an urge for something positive. It is driving force to complete.

Life is all about filling in these blanks. These blanks are equal to your needs and these blanks can be filled with people, money, peace, love, happiness, and so much more. Blank creates a void, a void that is required to be filled, it is a space, a space that demands attraction, it is an emptiness, an emptiness that exists but is, often, overlooked.

Blank People are not blank because they are unable to find a word to fill in. People are often blank because sometimes they are unable to find the most appropriate word to fill in.

Let me walk you through a blank verse,

You really want a blank,
You switch to a song,
Concentrate on the music,
And the mesmerising sound.

You close your eyes,
And you concentrate hard,
Feel you are isolated,
Walking on the boulevard.

All you can see is a blank,
A dark blank, with shades of light,
And then the phosphenes,
And the way they fight.

Your blank and the phosphenes,
They play each other as your music rolls,
Now put your head back and rest it,
Let your mind free, exercise no control.

Slowly these phosphenes, they come together,
And fill your blank with crazy little shapes as your thoughts feather.

And the music will unfold,
And the phosphenes will fill your blank,
Reflect your mind,
May be with a companion, pretty or slank.
Or a long beloved memory,
Or may be a picturesque scene,
May be an imaginary world,
Or a life-long dream.

Silence Asks...

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Tue, 21 Oct 2014 11:04:00 +0000

The silence asks me,
There are two options,
Would you wait for redemption?
Or ruin with all the fallibility.

With fallibility, I will stay beside you,
Walk you through all possible imperfections,
Till I disgust you in your mind,
And you hate all our interactions.
That might satisfy me,
Cause I would know,
That there is not an iota of love,
For me you would show.
I will stop trying for us then,
I will stop trying for anyone,
I will stop, breathe and then run again,
Into the darkness until it fades too.

To give redemption a shot,
Is to create a menace,
Working out something that you don’t want,
Working out something I won’t get.
Expectations would ruin us,
You will pity me,
Sure that would be a scar for life,
And I don’t need to live on empathy.
When you finally let go,
I will still follow you,
Until either you are lost in the mist,
Or I find a cliff.
And there will still be darkness,
This time I would search for the light,
A light that I had seen once,
A light that had faded long ago.

You ruined love for me,
For you, now I would ruin me,
Lust would be my hobby,
And you would hate me.

Cause I can bear your hatred,
More than I can bear a fake hope.

A hope that I would love you and you would love me,
And we would be an example for this world to see.
Every morning, I would wake up to live the day
with you, and every moment thereafter,
Live your every single sorrow,
And give all the possible laughter.
And every night when you sleep,
I would look at you by my side,
And for the same moments next day,
With you, I would bide.

The silence asks me,
Is it worth the wait..?
I answered away in silence...

Dear God

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Mon, 22 Sep 2014 07:19:00 +0000

Dear God, I am confused.

When I was young,
I always had lots of fun.

I was told, I had a say in everything,
And I could do what I wanted,
So amidst the grownups now,
Why do I feel so haunted?

Why did I have to grow up?
And bear the responsibilities of this world,
Why are the rules so suffocating?
Why is happiness so curled?

Why can't there be forgiveness,
Why are consequences there?
Why can't people be friendlier?
Why isn’t everything equal and fair?

This world where friendship is bait,
For a deeper selfish cause,
Where society harms its own people,
With cold and superstitious laws.

I miss my world with the tooth fairies,
Which said that Santa was real.
Where happy endings were constant,
Where existed your angels.

Why did you have to take that away from me?
Suddenly this world has become harsh,
It’s difficult, this transition,
I feel like I am trapped in a marsh.

I ask you, I shout,
For a branch that would pull me out,
Cause instead of drowning in my plight,
I would try and give it a fight.

I fear...

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Mon, 15 Sep 2014 10:08:00 +0000

Toughness may just be my cover,
Cause I always feared the possibility of the worst.
And when it comes to you,
Optimism seems an illusion.

I fear that irrelevant people,
May affect the most relevant decisions of our lives.

I fear that hoax words of the air,
May suffocate us.

I fear that promises and priorities,
May drift us apart.

I fear that the moment of exult we wait for,
May become our deadlock.

I fear that you, the significant one,
May never be able to understand what you mean to me.

I fear that the fact,
The fact that you are incredible,
That one day, when people realise that,
I would become just an audience for you.

I fear that you had a better past,
You deserve a better future,
And I am just a link,
A sidekick to this amazing story,
Where, you are the protagonist,
And I am just another character.

I fear, I have always been in a complex,
I always did want to be a reacher,
The good part about being a reacher is,
The settler is the best thing that could happen to him,
But the worst part is,
It is not the other way round...

Romanch

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Thu, 04 Sep 2014 05:19:00 +0000

Jeene ki chaahat hai,
Adhoore khwabon ki kashti ko kinara chahiye.

Lehar abhi shaant hai,
Mere iraadon ki khabar se pare hai.

Iss sanaate ki awaaz mein,
Ek sangeet hai, jashn ka.

Saaf neele aasmaan par,
Safed rang bikher diye kisi ne.

Itne aasaan azmat ki,
Naa aadat thi, naa aadat ho.

Shaam ne paigaam diya andhere ko,
Meri tamanna ke baare mein.

Tabhi shayaad hawaon ke rukh mein taazagi aa gayi,
Aandhiyon mein jaise jaan si aa gayi.

Jaise in kaale baadlon ke saaye mein,
Aasmaan ka rang aur gaadha ho gaya.

Abhi toh safar ka imtehaan chaalu hua hai,
Abhi toh zindagi mein romanch chalu hua hai...

Scientists!

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Fri, 29 Aug 2014 16:34:00 +0000

Why do we remember Alexander Graham Bell, I don't remembering him inventing Bongs!

...make you proud.

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Thu, 14 Aug 2014 05:05:00 +0000

You asked not much,

I haven’t tried enough,

But I would love to keep going,

Until either the fight or the fighter perishes.

Its the desiderium, I know not what I seek,

I know not where to peek,

But I will essay for sure,

With all the extravagance it asks for.

I know not what the road is paved of,

But I have started barefoot,

And I am willed,

To leave a blood trail.

One day, I will win,

I will stand apart from the routine crowd,

One day, you, my graceful lady,

Will feel very proud.

That day, I just hope,

You come by my side,

And for all the plight, for my long fight,

Pat my shoulders and hug me tight.

I think I can sit then,

I can celebrate, I can pause,

And like a little cub,

Crawl between your paws.

Strive!

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Sat, 02 Aug 2014 05:19:00 +0000

I often sleep on my tears,
And in the morning, when I open my eyes,
One teeny tiny of them, often rolls down my cheek.

I often choke on what has happened,
But I guess I can’t undo this,
I can only go on to make up for what has happened.

My smile has become artificial,
I am trying to get its rawness back,
But I guess, attached to it now
Is a weed of guilt and disappointment, I cannot get rid of.

I want to sleep sound,
But I guess something is yelling inside me,
Asking me, to end what I started,
Asking me, to give what I failed to give.

Hence, I fight this war,
For the dignity that I have lost,
I will strive,
Causing failing is no more an option.

Zanjeer

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Thu, 31 Jul 2014 11:41:00 +0000

Azaadi maang raha hun,
Kyunki bandhaa hun main,
Ab mujhe jeene do.

Zanjeer hai ye vaadon ki,
Ab toh khol do,
In vaadon ke keemat,
Ab adaa karne ki taakat nahi.

Zanjeer hai ye yaadon ki,
Ab toh khol do,
Kamzor aur laachaar rehta hun,
Ateet ke un palon ko hi baar baar jeeta hun.

Zanjeer hai ye ummidon ki,
Ab toh khol do,
Darr lagta hai,
Sangharsh karne se pehle hi haar naa jaun.

Zanjeer hai ye muqaddar ki,
Ab toh khol do,
Mehnat karne wale kisaan bhi,
Ab kismat ka jua khel rahe hain.

Zanjeer hai ye bhawnaon ki,
Ab toh khol do,
Meri kaamyaabi ke raasta par,
Mushkil rukavaton ki tarah hain.

Zanjeer hai ye waqt ki,
Ab toh khol do,
Na ye khud thame,
Na mujhe thamne de.

Zanjeeron se bandhe mere ye pair,
Raaste mein bikhre hain kaanch ke tukde,
Haalaat bhaagne ko keh rahe hain,
Ab darr ke harr katre se moksh do.

Left me shattered

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Wed, 30 Jul 2014 04:57:00 +0000

My eyes are desperate,
They want it to come out,
But I guess it has dried up inside,
Or maybe, it doesn’t want to face this world.

My head is heavy,
For all the sins I have done
Are asking me for a payback,
Its time I go for redemption.

My heart is pounding,
It was hurt before,
But this time it is abrupt,
Unbearable was the pain.

I knew it was coming,
I was just too carried away,
I refused to see it,
I expected the unexpected.

But now, it has happened,
It has left me shattered,
I am trying to get myself together,
But I guess the pieces are too small,
No matter how hard I am going to try,
There will be missing pieces,
Cause once broke,
It is never the same again.

I wait for the spring,
My last hope,
For a new life,
For optimism,
To move on,
To get along.

Keeping you alive..

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Fri, 25 Jul 2014 19:29:00 +0000

With you gone,
I thought I won't last,
In these high tides
of this ocean vast.

I had dropped my pen,
Thought, no more my cup of tea,
Without you, my inspiration,
I believed, I won't break free.

I feel so tied up,
In chains of memories with you,
We weren't going to work any ways,
We were too good to be true.

I could smell the fragrance of leisure
with you around me,
I could taste the sweetness of nature
and grew fond of all that I could see.

I am desperate, I need you,
You always complemented me,
Like the dew on the leaves
in the dawn of a flowering tree.

I fear from making moments now,
They are misleading, they hold me,
Instead I would prefer the monotony,
like the shadows of the tree.

Now, when I look at what I dropped,
I think, I better sit in my hive,
Using my words, my empathy,
Trying to keep you alive.

Gunaah

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Tue, 15 Jul 2014 07:33:00 +0000

Aaj maikhane mein jaam bahut aam hai,
Aaj sharaaab ke nashe mein koi baat nahi,
Aaj iss mahaul mein mosiqi ka koi asar nahi,
Aapki maujudgi ne sab ko neecha dikha diya.

Shayar ki kavita,
Sangeetkaar ki rachna,
Ziarat ka aman,
Sharaabi ki madira aap ho.

Khuda ki khudi toh dekho,
Aap jaisi khoobsurat cheez ko banaakar,
Aur iss madhushala mein mujhe aapse milakar,
Band kamre mein mujhse gunaah karwane chalaa hai.

Izhaar ka intezaar

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Tue, 15 Jul 2014 06:56:00 +0000

Unke izhaar ke intezaar mein,
Mausam tak badal gaye,
Magar chahat barkaraar rahi,
Seene mein dard utha,
Magar sabr ka baand nahi tuta,
Dimaag mein uthe hazaaron sawaal,
Toh dil ne sambhal liya,
Aur phir rakt ka ek chota sa katra,
Kaan se beh chala...

Sharaab aur shabaab

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Thu, 10 Jul 2014 16:31:00 +0000

Sharaab aur shabaab mein ek gehra naata hai
Sharaab, Shabaab ki vajah se hai,
aur Shabaab, Sharaab ke liye!

Samaa banaa diya

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Thu, 26 Jun 2014 02:04:00 +0000

Chand dekha hai,
Falak bhi,
Subah ki oos bhi,
Shaam ke sitaare bhi,
Par sach kehta hun,
Aap ke hi maujudgi ne aaj samaa bana diya!

Lamhe

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Thu, 26 Jun 2014 02:02:00 +0000

Yeh lamhe, jitne anmol,
Utne maasoom,
Utne nayaab,
Jaadu kar dete hain,
Yaad na karo toh pashtaava,
Yaad karo toh aankhon mein nami dete hain.

Manch (Stage)

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Thu, 26 Jun 2014 01:59:00 +0000

Main khoya tha,
Aapne diya raasta.

Main chup tha,
Shayad himmat nahi thi mujh mein.

Main shaant tha,
Par bolne ki chahat thi.

Mauka tha,
Sahas nahi.

Zanjeerein nahi thi,
Phir bhi bandha tha main.

Taakat thi,
Hausla nahi.

Ab khada hun main,
Himmat hai, Josh hai, Lagan hai, Hausla hai.
Aap hi ne toh ye manch diya hai,
Khushkismat hun ki ye manch mujhe mila hai,
Shukraguzaar hun ki aapne mujhe ye manch diya hai.

Ab...

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Thu, 26 Jun 2014 01:39:00 +0000

Tabdil ho gaya hun..

Iss Mahaul,
Iss sama mein,
Kahin khokar, ab khud ko paa liya hai maine.

Mujhe sochna tha,
Par shayad waqt nahi tha,
Kahin waqt dekar, ab waqt paaya hai maine.

Koi tha shayad,
Jiski kami thi,
Kahin paaya tha un logon ko, ab kahin kho na dun unko main.

Jeena bhi ek kala hai,
Nahi jaanta tha main,
Seekhaya hai aapne, ab shayad kabhi na bhul paaunga main.

Khud ko pehchana nahi tha,
Pehchaana hai ab,
Pehchanana ab dusron ko hai, ab pehchaan banani hai mujhe.

Socha tha shaktishaali hun,
Maar khaayi hai bahut,
Maar khakar bhi, ab lamhe banaye hai maine.

Ye saath ye samaa,
Bahut yaad aayega,
Ab sikhna hai iske saath jeena bhi.

Dard wo nahi, ki ab nahi milenge,
Dard wo hai, ki rehkar bhi, ab door rahenge.

Kuch baatein unkahi kar dunga,
Aankhein nam ho rahi hain,
Jaane ka gham shayad ab bardaasht nahi hoga,
Na mil paane ka dukh ab sehan nahi hoga.

Alvida!

Bharosa rakh

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Sat, 21 Jun 2014 04:10:00 +0000

Har khushi mein uski,

Apni khushi dhoondhti rahi,

Aur wo apni hi khusi mein mast raha,

Bharosa rakh, usse ehsaas hoga.

Tu usse hi dekhti rahi,

Wo jaata raha,

Tu pukaarti rahi apne dil ki awaaz se,

Bharosa rakh, wo paltega.

Tu roti rahi,

Uske kandhe ke liye,

Wo jaankar bhi anjaan raha,

Bharosa rakh, wo pighlega.

Tu apne kal mein,

Uske kal ki dua maangti rahi,

Uske saath kuch pal ki bandagi chahne lagi,

Bharosa rakh, wo milega.

Bahut mushkil hai ye,

Kishton mein zeher lene ke jaise,

Teri aankhon ki nami batati hai,

Bharosa rakh, barkhat hogi.

Teri khudi buland hai,

Tere aage Khuda bhi jhukega,

Kyunki uska pyaar hai teri milkiyat,

Bharosa rakh, tujhe wo milega.

Hassi

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Sat, 21 Jun 2014 03:59:00 +0000

Haseen hai wo hassi,
Jo har gham bhula de,
Zehreeli hai wo hassi,
Jo kisi aur ko rula de.

Mehangaai nahi aayegi tab tak,
Hassi ki koi keemat nahi hai jab tak.

Aate hain bahut se musafir,
Meri khushi ko banakar apna farz,
Hassa gaye, be gharzi wo log,
Chodd gaye mujh par apna ek karz.

Ab raaste mein har kisi ko hasaane ki koshish karta hun,
Shayad yehi zindagi ka falsafa hai.

Shabd

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Sat, 21 Jun 2014 03:48:00 +0000

Shabd mere hathyaar hain, jab kabhi akela hota hun,
Kagaz par zindagi ki jung jeet leta hun.

Nishabd zindagi mombatti ki tarah hai,
Hokar bhi, rokar bhi, khatam ho jaati hai.

Maun se darr lagta hai,
Chup rehkar bhi bahut kuch puch leti hai.

Khaffaa

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Wed, 11 Jun 2014 16:07:00 +0000

Woh sitam karti gayi,
Main sehta gaya,
Woh mujhe deti rahi nafrat karne ke mazaarat,
Main wafa karta raha,
Wo kya hai, unke andaaz mein hi jaddoo hai,
Unki har galti maaf kar deta hoon,
Unki shaksiat ka aadi hoon,
Unka nasha iss dil se utarta hi nahi,
aur Unse khafa rehne ko dil maanta nahi!

Ahem (Ego)

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Wed, 11 Jun 2014 16:00:00 +0000

Patthar nahi utha raha,
Bas apne jhukne ki gehraai naap raha hoon.

Khayaal

noreply@blogger.com (Anjal Agrawal) — Tue, 27 May 2014 20:02:00 +0000

Aapki khushi anmol hai, numaaya hai,
Aapki muskaan ke khayaal se hi aabaad hoti hai kisiki zindagi.

Sochte hun jab, aankhon ki zaroorat nahi hoti aajkal,
Bas nadaan ho gaya hoon thoda sa,
Aapki khoobsurati ke khyaal se hi husn ki intehaa ka ehsaas hota hai

Aapka saath toh nahi,
Aapke saath ke khyaal se hi mann bhar aata hai.

Aap bandagi ho, aap saadgi ho,
Aapke khayaal mein sukoon hai.
Aapke khayaal mein ek ummeed hai jeene ki,
Aapke khayaal mein ek zid hai,
Aapke khyaalon ki sanak hai,
Ab toh khayaalon mein bhi aapke khayaalon se raahat nahi.

Ajeeb khel hai ye,
Ek alag khushi ke saath ek tadap deta hai,
Ek aisi tadap jisse rooh tak jal jaaye,
Aur wahin ek aisi khushi ki kaaya ke har hisse mein chain aa jaaye.