कसूर!!

कसूर ना हमारा था ना उनका!

कसूरवार तो ये जालीम वक्त ठेहरा

और शिकार दो आशीक हुए!

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अरसो बाद आज कलम उठायी थी
जुटाकर कुछ ल्फझ लिखी अपनी कहानी थी
तेरी उस सफाई से की बेवाफाई को शब्दो मै उतारणा चाहा हमने
तब अल्फाझों ने भी हार मान ली हमारे इस टुटे दिल से
कहा उन अल्फाझों ने इस टुटे टुकडे से
रोकर तो वक्त बीत जाएगा
अश्को से बस्स दामन भिग जाएगा
पर इस घायल भरोसे को मरहम अब कोन लगाएगा
सिमटकर अपने आसू जवाब मै उस दिल ने बस इतना कहा
कि आज भी रुखा हूं की कही वो आ जाये
आकर हमे अपने साथ ले जाये

क्योकी
जितनी सफाइ से तुने बेवफाई की थी
उतनी ही शिद्दत से मोहब्बत हमने भी तो की थी

Oops!! Normally abnormal

I would like to open the blog with an question which you may answer at the end!
“Is this normal!? ”
It was “his” message, I will be there within an hour and it was topsy turvy situation for me!!

I mean…. That dried throat…those butterflies in my tummy… the clock where minutes seemed to be ticking slow… the world seemed to be more colorful
The blue colur box which has few colurs spill on its outside out of nowhere seemed to be something so very filmy… Like the blue sky with colurful rainbow on it!!

I was fine just few minutes before reading a novel and sipping my coffee… All of sudden after that blink on my phone it feels like the breeze is touching my cheeks and making me feel more in love… The chirping birds are singing love songs… And the setting sun is painting the sky just for us!!

And a little later… I looked at myself in mirror with idiotic thoughts like…. OMG!!! Is this something like multiple personality disorder or is the heart that is pumping like the basket ball tribles once it is bounced showing signs of some cardiac arrest?!? The eyes visualizing him in every corner of my room was shouting about my madness and gush of thousands of pretty smilez on my face!

I was standing in the window which I hardly even look at… More then 10 glimpses down the lane searching a familiar face and ears all alert to hear his bike honk out loud!! (whereas honking normally irritates me to its peak)
A girl who normally has messy hair and clumsy attire is my description for own self (and I don’t have any arguements on the same😉😉)… Just took a look saying… Is my skin too oily… Am I too stout… This shirt is fine, right!? And what not… But then next minute I setlled down with my empty coffee mug like… Oh… Any ways he loves me in my pimple face or that complete make up wala face… So rest again!!!

It was 7th time on the lazy Saturday evening that I took tons of efforts to go downstairs and see whether he has come!! And nearly every second minute my poor cell phone was disturbed to check out whether he has come!

I was confused….

WHAT IS THIS???

And just typing this all in my words on my laptop… As my fingers moved on keyboard, there comes a hand guiding my fingers to end the blog as
“THIS IS LOVE – a heart to heart connection of one soul to the other”
Standing right behind me… There he had come with my favorite choclates peeping out of his pocket!!!

(And Wow!!! What a beautiful way to end the blog was he writing the closing line)

ती भारी वाली feeling!!!

प्रेम…
असते का ओ खरच ही अशी काहीतरी “feeling”…
म्हणजे… ते वेगळ्याच जगात वावरणं…
छोट्याशा भेटीसाठी तास-तासभर आवरणं….
म्हणजे… अचानकच रोज उमलनारं ते गुलाब…
लाजून जास्तच लाल झाल्यासारखं वाटतं…

तिच्या दबदबलेल्या पायांचा शांत आवाजपण…
काळजाचा ठोका चुकवून जातं…
आणि त्याच्या गाडीचा हॉर्न गर्दीत पण…
अंगावर अगदी काटा आणतं…
चेहऱ्यावर येऊन तिच्या खोडसाळ डोळ्यांना अडोसा घालणारी ती केसांची एक बट…
जेव्हा त्याच्या बोटाने मागे जाते…
तेव्हा तिची लाल होणारी गाल…
आणि त्याचं ते तिला एकटक बघणं…
ह्यालाच म्हणतात का ती वाली feeling…
ती प्रेमाची feeling…
एकट्यातच ते हसणं…
हसुन लाजणं..
लाजुन स्वताच आपला मुख लपवून घेणं…
रात्रीच्या चांडण्याबरोबर गप्पा मारणं…
आणि चांदोबाला “माझा निरोप पोहचव हा” असं अगदी बालिशपणाने ने सांगणं
म्हणजे हेच असतं का प्रेम…
हीच आहे का ती special वाली feeling…
दिलेल्या time मधे अगदी धापा टाकत पळत येणं…
आणि पोहोचलो की शाळेतल्या मुलासारखं हट्ट करणं…
अगं चिडू नको ना… मोजून फक्त १३ मिनिटं late झालोय ना मी…
आणि तिचं नाक मुरडत अगदी रागातल्या प्रेमात पाणी देत म्हणणं “नेहमीचंच आहे हे तुझं…”
म्हणजे हेच का ओ ते…
ज्याला प्रेम असं आपण म्हणतो
जेवण नीट कर… गोळ्या time वर घे… असं निघताना तिचं १० वेळा बजावत सांगणं
तुला बस भेटली की कळव… पोहचली की लगेच msg कर अशी काळजी घेत त्याचं तिला म्हणणं
अनोळखी ते दोन जीव
आकाशात भरारी घेत उडणारी चिमुकली पाखरं…
कधी एक मेकात गुरफटून एकाच घरट्यात राहायला तयार होतात कळतच नाही…
ती निखळ स्वच्छ मैत्री…
कधी प्रेमाचा रूप घेते उमजतच नाही…

आणि अखेर तो तिला विचारतो……
“लग्न करशील का ग माझ्याशी, निभावशील का साथ आयुष्यभर?”
घेशील का अशीच काळजी नेहमी, लावशील का माझा नाव तुझ्या नावा पुढे???
आणि तिच्या लाजुन वाकलेल्या नजरेतून….
तिच्या “इश्श” अश्या शब्दातून….
तिच्या त्या चोरून पाहणाऱ्या नेत्रातून…
येतो तिचा निरागस होकार…
हेच असतं ना प्रेम…
जे मैत्रीला प्रेमाचा आणि प्रेमाला जन्मो जन्मानंतरच्या नात्यात बांधुन टाकतं…
खरंच खुप भारी असते ना ही feeling…

प्रेम!!!!

Love is most beautiful feeling…..

You might fall….Get bruised…Get hurt…You might feel broken….But still without love…. Life is incomplete!!!😍😍😍

Being traditional!!

I would rather prefer being like a understanding wife…. Then a demanding girlfriend!!!

I would love to get a rose then an expensive date!!!

I would love the lakeside view then the five star ambience

I would enjoy a two wheeler ride where I just hug my world (that’s you) then that comfy ride in a Merc!!!

I would like you going on knees and proposing me then a heavy hefty party announcement!!!

I would love to be the girl who you choose to see escaping from the eyes of world then the one whom you would love to show off in a party!!!

I would love to sit for hours and make cards then to simply pick up a bottle of perfume and a Archies card!!!

I would prefer your name in mehendi then on a tattoo

Its a list…

I would love to go back to our old traditions and follow them religiously and be typical…. Then the hottie babe whom the world watches out…

I would love to just attract your eyes every single time you watch out to me!!!

(of course except a few bad ones… 😉😉😉😉😉)

Its beautiful to be classic in trendy world!!!!

#smile and spread smiles

“Samank”

She was that typical “jhalli punjabi kudi”
And he was a that “kattar shivbhakt maratha”
She was lost in her fantasies
And he was in love with hard realities of life…
She was delicate butterfly
And he was the ferrocious lion
Jingling bangles was her favorite rhythm
And his heart would dance on loud dhol taasha
Her every childish nuisance was understood by his calmness
His every mysterious “I am fine” was read by her silently
Words never were a means to describe their feelings between them
All they needed was a glance through each others eyes!!
Time together hurried and time apart never ticked!!!
Two different cultures had met…
Two different lifestyles were tied in a fate…
They accepted each other barring every small difference…
But will their families embrace the beautiful fragrance!?
A innocent question of two hearts which were now one…
A small hesitation which at times took away their smiling shining sun…

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Yet love found them both fall together…
Yet love matched their likes…
Yet love made them dance on its tunes…
Because even in hard and robustness of his physique….
Her gentle touch made him melt…
And her most sensitive eyes became strong enough when he needed some might…
Yes!!! Love can make things go upside down
Love can simply make the world smile in hardest situation…

(Complete story of my today’s instagram post!!!!

A dedication to a beautiful lovestory…. Stay blessed both of u)

Love and spread love

Smile and spread smiles