what is wrong what is right

why do I want to cry..
every time you look into my eyes?

why does it hurts..
every time I delay the tempting kiss of suicide?

why does my life loves to kill me?
why my movements want to still me?

and when I write suicide notes with killing sadness,
my sobbing eyes swell with redness,

why shouldn’t I die before my next breath?
why do I prolong this death?

so what is wrong what is right?
what about tonight?

kaun aayega yahaan, koi na aaya hoga

kaun aayega yahaan, koi na aaya hoga,

mera darwaaza havaaon ne hilaaya hoga.

dil-e-naadaan na dhadak, aye dil-e-naadaan na dhadak,
koi khhat leke padosi ke ghar aaya hoga.

gul se lippti huyi titali ko giraakar dekho,
andhiyon tum ne sukhi drakhton ko giraaya hoga.

‘raaj’ pardesh mein mat yaad karo apana makaan,
ab ke baarish mein usse tord giraaya hoga.

all I hope and ask for

all I hope and ask for O’ lord..

is that tomorrow when I lay to rest,
another one of my remaining days,

let my eyes glisten,
not with sorrow or shame,
but innocent pride!

let my head not be bowed
with the worthless weight

of another dawdling day,
but be contentedly raised,

on seeing a panting day
hit the finishing line with success.

O' lord.. leave me not

with the ghost of grief – borne by failure,
but with the spirit of success 

he legacy of a winner!!

aise hote hain pitah

jeevan mila jinse, woh jeevandaan hai pitah,
pukara jaaye chaahe kisi bhi bhasha mein
kehkar papa, baba, babuji...
har boli mein inke liye hai 

wahi pyaar aur samman bhara.

thaame jinki ungli bachpan challa,
jinki majboot kandhon par baithkar duniya dekhi,
godh par baith kiye nakhere dher jinke,
jinhone apne sneh se hamein bada kiya,
woh hai pitah!

choti se choti jeet par bhi jinse shabashi mili,
har haar ko jinhone sikh bataya,
nirash ko door bhagaya,
jeevan ki sachaai se hamein rubaru karaya,
sahi aur galat mein antar samjhaya,
jinhone apne bachoon ke sukh mein hi apna sukh paya,

bachoon ke liye har pareshani haskar uthaaya,
jinki puri sansaar unke bachoon mein hi samaya,
woh hain pitah!

kabhi kadak ho jaate to kabhi naram bade,
lagate hain pabandiyan to kabhi dete hain choot puri,
kabhi hansaate hain to kabhi rulaate hain,
kabhi maa ki daat-maar se bachaate hain,
to kabhi khud hi chapat laga dete hain,
aise hote hain pitah!

pyaar se thapki dekar sulaate hain,
to kabhi khana banakar apne haathon se bhi khilaate hain,
jarurat ho to maa ke bhi saare kartavya nibhate hain,
din raat mehnat kar apne bachoon ke bhavishya ko sawarte hain,
har din, har pal unke ujjwal bhavishwa ke hi sapne bunte jaate hain,
apne har saans ko pitah apne bachoon par lutaaate hain,
kabhi kathor hokar to kabhi mom ki bhaati pighal jaate hain pitah!

aapki bhumika kayi roop se hai...
dhoop gar jalaye to chaao ban jaate hain,
wahi samay aane par ussi dhoop mein tapkar jeena sikhate hain,
baatein jinki hamesa maargdarshan karti hai,
kathinayion se lardte huye, viparit paristhithi mein bhi,
apne sidhanton par chalna sikhate hain,

sath mein ho yaa yaad mein,
inki upastithi hamesa mann ko sukun pohuchati hai,

aise hote hain pitah!

thanks baba for everything

thanks baba, for teaching us to be strong,
thanks baba, for showing us what’s right from wrong,

thanks baba, for giving us enough love ans shelter,
thanks baba, for sharing with us our tears and laughter,

thanks baba, for teaching us to stand on our won,
thanks baba, for all the love and case you have shown,

thanks baba, for giving us support and inspirations,
thanks baba, for guiding us in our debating and decisions,

thanks baba, for being responsible, kind and hardworking,
thanks baba, for lending us your time when we are concentrating,

thanks baba, for loving from your heart,
and thanks baba for hoping you will be with us in heaven and not apart.

thanks baba for showing us how a real father should be,
thanks baba, for you always cared for maa, didi, munni, bhai and me.

what more can we ask from a great father like you,
thanks baba, for special fathers like you are un-common and reduce to a few,

thanks baba for showing us unconditional caring and love,
for we hope you can read and hear this from above.

how much I miss you, no one knows

each moment spend with you is unforgetable,
without you, I am lonely and feeble,

when you were by my side, 

I took my sorrows in my stride,

the only thing I can say about you,
there was never a thing about me, which you never knew.

the gates of memory will never close,
how much I miss you, no one knows,

your sense of humour was really great,

to crack a joke you were never late.

I will never forget yor sweet smile,
which carry my gloom many a mile,

you are like a precious jewel,
in my heart you will always dwell.

Miss you Baba..!!

majhdhaar mein banke rahe pattvaar pitaaji

duniya ko bataate rahe majhdhaar pitaaji,
majhdhaar mein banke rahe pattvaar pitaaji,

saaya bhi unhi se hai, sahaara bhi unhi ka,
bachchon ke liye dar hai aur deevaar pitaaji.

chullha na pade thanda kabhi isleye aksar,
hansakar gaye hain kaam par beemaar pitaaji,

maa ke bimaari mein bachche, roti aur baratan,
aksar nibhaate maa ka bhi kiradaar pitaaji.

hain dost, alaarm, guru, to pabandiyaan kabhi,
thappad, nasihatein, kabhi akhabaar pitaaji.