yaaron dosti....
Baarsih mai khelna ,
Paani mai koodna..
Ek chaate ke neeche chaar dost..or..
Sab ka bheegna…
Gaaliyon mai bolna..
Har baat pe chillana..
Roothna ..manana..
Nakhre dikhana..
Or khoob bhaav khana…
Fir dost ka kehna”bas kar yaar!”
Or ek saath thahake lagana.
Doston ki har baat sun na..
Or har baat kaatna..
Baat-baat par tokna..
“oye paagal hai kya”
fir use chidhana.
Kabhi dena,kabhi cheen lena,
Kabhi churana,kabhi lautana,
Udhari ka bahi-khaata bhi ajeeb tha
Kisne diya,kisne liya ..
Kaun jaane..
Fikr bas itni ki poore group ko to mil gaya na!...
Alharpan mai vo naino ka chaar hona..
Pehli pehli baar dil ka tootna..
Fir dost kehta”maine to mana kiya hi tha!”
Fir khil khila k hasna..
Or naya chakkar chalana.
Har subah nayi thi..
Har sham mastani.
Na future ki thi fikar.
Na past ki koi tension.
College ho ya sadak,
Kisko padta tha farak,
Har jagah bas raaj tha apna,
Lecture bunk karna,
Fime dekhna ,
Jeb main na ho rupyaa ek.
Fir bhi vodka k shot lagana,
Ek bike par kabhi chaar,kabhi paanch log bithana,
Fir traffic police ko gatchha dena.
Maa ka laad,papa ki daant
Pocket money ka do din mai ant karna ..
Fir kabhi udhaar,kabhi fokat mai firna.
Exam mai cheat karna..
Saath mai answer sheet submit karna,
Dost ke zyada aaye jo number
To ladna.”abe saale bata nahi sakta tha!”
Fir usi se treat lena.
Dosti jo hai.
Pyaar vo hai..
Bas yahi to zindagi hai
Or bahut hoga duniya mai sach.
Magar mere liye bas yahi bahut.
Yahi bas yahi ek
Philosophy thi life ki..
Magar ab na vo waqt hai..na vo kameene dost..
Na unki great yaari.
“teenage guzar gayi na…!”
Ab bas kuch hai to
Career,ghar,paisa ..or zimmedari!
-september 17..2010
Why people keep coming back! Please! I am begging Stop hurting me I can’t take this pain any more, What the hell you ,people think Of me , What am i… A bus stand,a hotel,waiting room Or House on rent… Please!i am not a non living Temporary place of residence, I am a warm blooded human being With flesh and bones …with beats And breathing… And it really hurts when.. People I love treat me..like A farm house which They can visit once in a vacation. I’m not someone’s personal property .got dammit! I’m a person with feelings and emotions.. And my eyes do bleed.. When the dagger of negligence is.. Hit deeply.. Yes! I don’t want you people to keep coming back. Decide it in one stance.. Either love me or leave me.. No need to bear me….when You don’t want me. Please!this isn’t a five star hotel Owned by someone’s dad! In which one can check in on a Saturday and check out on Monday. This is my LIFE! got dammit! And..you have only one choice.. Leave m...
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