Sunday, December 24, 2006

agar / if


agar

agar main kahun
ki jab woh hansti hai
tab uski naak khinchti hai bade pyaar se
aur chaar lakeerein khinch jati hain us pe dono taraf
toh kya ye kavita hogi?

agar main kahun
ki uski palkein acchi lagti hain jab
chooti hain mere chehre ko
aur saans ruk jati hai meri tab
toh kya ye kavita hogi?

agar main kahun us se
mujhse likha nahi jata ab kuch
ke ab main sochta hoon ab sirf tujhe
har ghadi, har pal, har dhadkan
toh kya ye kavita hogi?

jab main kehta hoon us se ye sab kuch
wo kehti hai, bikher do shabdon ko kagaj par
bus saj jayegi kavita khud hi
ab tumhi batao dost
kaisi wo kavita hogi?



if


if i say
that when she laughs
her nose stretches very beautifully
and four lines form on it at both sides
will that be a poem?

if i say
that her eye-lashes feel good
when they touch my face
and my breath stops at that time
will that be a poem?

if i say to her
i can't write these days
the only thing that occupies my mind is you
each moment, each second, each heartbeat
will that be a poem?

when i say all this to her
she says, just sprinkle these words on paper
a poem will decorate (take form) itself
now you tell me dear friend
what a poem that'll be?



have not been blog-surfing or writing much these last few days. though work has been hectic, the main reason is, i haven't found words to tell what meeting her last time was like. just that ki we both felt more complete with each other, and as the days go by, only when we are together, that feeling of whole is there, rest we are incomplete. anyways, that not writing about us last time got me into a block, somewhat. till i talked to her last evening. then she said, u just spread those words on the paper, a poem will come to life itself.


and i love her.

so much.


p.s. it's sunday today and m at office, for some big-shot presentations. but the mind, and the heart and everything that i've is with her. wish i was with her now.

9 comments:

Cuckoo said...

"that her eye-lashes feel good
when they touch my face
and my breath stops at that time " is actually beyond words.

"we both felt more complete with each other, and as the days go by, only when we are together, that feeling of whole is there, rest we are incomplete."..... SO true. I can't do anything but smile. :)))

You know Adi, by speaking your heart here you make us feel so content and beautiful.
Ohh by coming to your blog, I feel so romantic.. full of love. We are living all this through your posts. :)))

What a pity Adi, you in office. You should have been with her.

Stay floating.

Aditi said...

didnt even bother reading the english translation
the hindi one was just sooo beautiful and added to it was the fact that i could sense how much you love each other..
all i got is an aww..

Sugarlips said...

Awww...I love the feeling of
eye-lashes fluttering on
the face! Just a tender feeling
one could get & I live through
these moments :)

Bohut piyari kavita likhi hai app nai!! I was free over the weekend so went through your blog few posts couldn't understand cuz of hindi script but I can read urdu :) Loved your old posts :) Few times smile lingered on my lips with a bit of sheen moisture in my eyes..You have a very different style to sprinkle words on a paper & make a kavita.
Thanx for sharing the beauty of love through your poems & I wish you both a very happy future ahead -Ameen-
You are mashallah a handsome fellow :) & strongly resembles to SRK ;)
Ufff such a long comment I better wrap it up !

Stay Beautiful...!!

aklanta said...

Yes,that has became a nice poem...

Cuckoo said...

Adi, Guide me pls. I also want to say.. you resemble SRK. Don't make me read all your posts pls. I am busy bee.

dwaipayan said...

it's really a grt poem!!!!!and I'm so happy for u..hope to se eboth of u soon!!!

Sigma said...

Lovely poem Adi. Very very lovely - the way you describe those tender feelings and sensations in words is amazing.

As to the other thing you said here ... I am prompted to say -
Ishq ne Ghalib hamko nikamma kar diya
Warna aadmi ham bhi the kaam ke !!
;-)

deepti said...

Har vo baat jo uske hontho se nikalte hain dhadakano ko saath laate hue apne har ek ehsaas me vo ek kavita ban jati hai, uske chhute hi meri zindagi ek kavita ban jati hai...

sophie said...

Adi, i love to say (and have
said:) that love makes poetry
of all things...and your love
of her eyelashes is such a
perfect little metaphor -
little wings of love gracing
your face..."
and "my breath stops"
(my breath recently stopped:))
and a whole world exists in
that moment truly.

:)
lovely in love Adi:)

dreamt before

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