Swarang

April 27, 2010

Unke lafzon mein…

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Unhone farmaaish ki “kuch aisa likho so that Its subtle for me but not for others!”
A very difficult task ‘coz I don’t knw how to hide things ЁЯШж
Still, giving it a try
and…
nobody is supposed to ask whom I’m talking about and why!

Unse woh ghanton tak baat karna. Sometimes phone battery goes down while sometimes phone bill ЁЯШЫ The only difference is “Former is curable” ЁЯШЙ Blushing, smiling, whining, laughing, fighting or not to speak a word for minutes………. because few things are meant to be understood not spoken; and those moments it feels that “Silence has more eloquence than speech!” Neend aane par bhi dusre ko thodi der aur baat karne ko force karna!

To meharbaan – kadardaan,
Jinka naam leti rahti hain din raat hamari Jubaan,
Lijiye, suniye unhi ke lafzon mein hamara bakhaan!

Woh kahte hain “You’re ignorant”, but kya karun unke baare mein har pal sochte sochte everything goes igonred!
Woh kahte hain “You’re stoic”, but unhone kabhi meri feelings ko samjhne ki koshish hi nahi ki what if I don’t express!
Woh kahte hain “You’re deaf”, but aisa pretend karna padta hai unki aawaz baar baar sunne ke liye!
Woh kahte hain “You’re boring”, but main to unhe chance deta hun – To speak of their own interests!
Woh kahte hain “You’re mad”, but unhe kya pata – Missing someone more than one himself makes him so!
Woh kahte hain “You’re not passionate” but unhe kya pata I’m stepping very slowly so that can give more time to our relation! I am not in position to get hurt again.
Woh kahte hain “Your choice is awful”, but unhe kya pata I’m curious to know their choice about every damn thing! Waise woh bhi to hamari hi choice hain! ЁЯШЙ
Woh kahte hain “Your memory is disgusting”, par unhe kya pata – I forget everything jab woh hamare saath hain!
Unhe hamari har baat bakwaas lagti hai par unhe kya pata ki unki ek pyaari si fatkaar sun ne ke liye hi to ye bakwaas hoti hai!

Humne unki har ek baat hai maani,
yahan tak ki “Psycho” movie bhi dekh daali!
Par dost tumse ab kuch chupana kaahe,
Gila sirf isi baat ka hai ki,
woh kabhi hume samajh na paaye!!

Bhaiya, Bhabhiji aur Ashish!

Filed under: Compositions — Swarang @ 1:49 am
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Note: Ashish, a good friend of mine drew the sketches of our bhaiya and bhabhi. And this poem is dedicated to that one of the masterpieces of Ashish!
Hats off to u dude. Keep this awesome work goin’…

Woh style woh nakhre,
Inke sab andaaz vakhre,
Room se bahar bhi ho bulwana,
Ghanta pehle padta hai
Janaab ko batana!
Mirror mein apni shakal nihaarte nahi thakte,
Hairaan hain hum ye khud se kaise nahi pakte!
Baar baar “Sir ke” baalon mein haath hai jata,
but inki height ka raaz koi boojh na pata!
Roop-rang mein hain kisi RANI se kam nahi,
Dancing mein inke aage kise mein dam nahi,
“Chotu Body” jaise naam rakhte hain!
Fashion mein to ye sabke baap lagte hain!

Ab bhabhi ji ka to pata nahi hai naam,
Par bhaiya se dil lagane ka kar baithi
ek Risky kaam!
Bechaari dekhne mein sundar aur sabhya lagti hain,
but hamare PLAYBOY ke aage bhala kya ye tik sakti hain!
Bhagwan se yahi prathna hai ki bhaiya ko sad buddhi de,
Bhabhi ji ke saath saath mann ki bhi shuddhi de!

Par saara credit to Ashish bhai ko hai jata,
Jinki kala ke bina kaun hamare bhaiya bhabhi ka
black and white version dekh pata!
Asha hai ki aapka poore sansaar mein vikhyaat ho kaam,
aur kabhi karen ek tasveer hamari dusri bhabhi ke bhi naam!

April 19, 2010

рд╡реЛ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

Filed under: Compositions — Swarang @ 10:09 pm
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рдЬреБрдмрд╛рдВ рдкрд░ рдПрдХ рд░рд╛рдЬрд╝ рд╣реИ рдмрдпрд╛рди рдХрд░рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рдкрд░ рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдирдЧрдореЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рдирд╛рдореЛ-рдирд┐рд╢рд╛рдБ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рджрд┐рд▓ рд╣реИ рдПрдХ рджрд░реНрдж рдЖреЫрд╛рдж рдХрд░рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рдкрд░ рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдХрдВрдзреЗ рдХрд╛ рдЖрдзрд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИрдВ!

рдмреЗрдЪреИрди рд╣рдо рдЗреЫрд╣рд╛рд░-рдП-рдЗрд╢реНреШ рдХрд░рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдХрд╛ рд╡реЛ рдкрд╣рд▓рд╛ рдЗрдХрд░рд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИрдВ!

рдЖрд░рдЬреВ рдЙрдирд╕реЗ рдкреИрдЧрд╛рдо рдЕрджрд╛ рдХрд░рдиреЗ рдХреА,
рдЙрдирдХрд╛ рд╡реЛ рдЖрд▓рд┐рд╢рд╛рди рджрд░рдмрд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рддрдордиреНрдирд╛ рд╣реИ рдПрдХ рдмрд╛рд░ рдлрд┐рд░ рдордЪрд▓ рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рдЙрдиреНрд╣реЛрдВрдиреЗ рдХрд╣рд╛ рд╣рдо рдЙрд╕рдХреЗ рд╣реШрджрд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рдЖрдЦреЗрдВ рддрд░рд╕реА рдЙрдирдХреА рдЭрд▓рдХ рдкрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рдкрд░ рдирд╕реАрдм рдореЗрдВ рдЙрдирдХрд╛ рджреАрджрд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рдЪрд╛рд╣ рд╣рдорд╛рд░реА рдПрдХ рдЖрд╢рд┐рдпрд╛рдБ рдмрд╕рд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рд╡реЛ рдШрд░ рдХрд╛ рд╕рд╛рдЬреЛ-рд╕рд╛рдорд╛рди рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рд░рд╛рд╣ рджреЗрдЦ рд░рд╣реЗ рдЙрдирдХреА рд╣рд░ рдПрдХ рдкрд▓,
рдкрд░ рдЙрдиреНрд╣реЗрдВ рд╣рдорд╛рд░рд╛ рдЗрдВрддрдЬрд╝рд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рдмреЗрдХрд░рд╛рд░ рдЙрдирдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рдХреБрдЫ рдкрд▓ рдмрд┐рддрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рдкрд░ рдЙрдирдХреА рд╡реЛ рдореЛрд╣рдмреНрдмрдд рд╕рджрд╛рдмрд╣рд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рдмрд░рд╕рд╛рдд рдореЗрдВ рд╣реИ рдкреИрдорд╛рдирд╛ рдЫрд▓рдХ рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рдкрд░ рдЙрдиреНрд╣реЗрдВ рдЗрд╕ рдордп рдХреА рджрд░рдХрд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рдмреЗрд╕рдмрд░ рд╣реИрдВ рддрд╣реЗ рджрд┐рд▓ рд╕реЗ рдЙрдиреНрд╣реЗрдВ рдЕрдкрдирд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рдкрд░ рд╡реЛ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдХреА рдкрд╣рд▓реА рддрдХрд░рд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рдЦреБрджрд╛ рдиреЗ рдмрдирд╛рдпрд╛ рдмрдбрд╝реА рдирдЬрд╛рдХрдд рд╕реЗ рдЙрдирдХреЛ,
рдкрд░ рд╣рдорд╛рд░реЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдЙрдирдХрд╛ рд╡реЛ рдЕрдВрджрд╛реЫ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рдЦреНрд╡рд╛рд╣рд┐рд╢ рдЙрди рдШрдЯрд╛рдУрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдЧреБрдордЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреА,
рдкрд░ рд╡реЛ рдврд▓рддреЗ рд╕реВрд░рдЬ рдХреА рд╢рд╛рдо рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рдЪрд╛рд╣ рдЙрд╕ рдЧреЛрдж рдореЗрдВ рд╕рд░ рд░рдЦрдХрд░ рд╕реЛ рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рдордВрдЬреВрд░ рдЙрдиреНрд╣реЗрдВ рд╣рдорд╛рд░рд╛ рдпреЗ рдЖрд░рд╛рдо рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рддрдордиреНрдирд╛ рд╣реИ рдЙрдирдХреА рдЖрдБрдЦреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдбреВрдм рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рд╡реЛ рдЭреБрдХрддреА рдкрд▓рдХреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд░реЗ рдкрд╛рд░рд╛рд╡рд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рджреЗрдЦрд╛ рд╣рдордиреЗ рдЖрдЗрдиреЗ рдореЗрдВ рд╢рд╛рд╣рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдЦреБрдж рдХреЛ,
рдкрд░ рд╣рдорд╛рд░реА рд╡реЛ рдмреЗрдЧрдо рдореБрдорддрд╛рдЬрд╝ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рдирд╛рдо рдХрд░ рджреЗрдВ рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдЕрдкрдиреА рд╣рд░ рд╕рд╛рдВрд╕,
рдкрд░ рдЙрд╕ рд╣рдорд░рд╛реЫ рдХрд╛ рдХреЛрдИ рдирд╛рдо рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рдорди рдХрд░рддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдЙрдирд╕реЗ рд░реЛрдХрд░ рд▓рд┐рдкрдЯ рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рд╡реЛ рд╣рдорд╛рд░реЗ рдЕрд╢реНрдХреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдореЛрд╣рддрд╛рдЬрд╝ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИрдВ!

рд╕рдкрдирд╛ рджреЗрдЦрд╛ рдерд╛ рдЙрдирдХрд╛ рд╣рд╕реАрди рд╕рд╛рде рдкрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рдкрд░ рд╣рд░ рд╕рдкрдирд╛ рд╣реЛрддрд╛ рд╕рд╛рдХрд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

реЮрд░рд┐рдпрд╛рдж рдЙрдирдХреЗ рд╣реЛрдареЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рдмреВрдБрдж рдЕрдореГрдд рдкреА рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рдЕрдорд░ рдХрд░ рджреЗрдиреЗ рд╡рд╛рд▓рд╛ рд╡реЛ рднрдЧрд╡рд╛рди рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рд╣рдордиреЗ рд╡рд╛рджрд╛ рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рд╣рд░ рдХрджрдо рд╕рд╛рде рдЪрд▓рдиреЗ рдХрд╛,
рдкрд░ рд╣рдорд╛рд░реЗ рд░реВ-рдм-рд░реВ рд╡реЛ рд╡реЮрд╛рджрд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

рдЬрд╝рд┐рдиреНрджрдЧреА рдиреЗ рд╕рд┐рд░реНрдл рдЪрд╛рд╣рд╛ рдПрдХ рдмреЗрд╢рдХреАрдорддреА рджрд┐рд▓ рдХреЛ,
рдЙрдирдХрд╛ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдорд┐рд▓реЗ рд╣рдо рдРрд╕реЗ рдзрдирд╡рд╛рди рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИрдВ!

рдХрд┐рд╕реНрдордд рд╕реЗ рдХрд┐рд╕реНрдордд рд╣реИ рд╕рдм рдХреБрдЫ рдкрд╛ рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЛ,
рдкрд░ рд╣рдорд╛рд░реА рдХрд┐рд╕реНрдордд рдХрд╛ рд╡реЛ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!
рд╣рдорд╛рд░реА рдХрд┐рд╕реНрдордд рдХрд╛ рд╡реЛ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ!

April 15, 2010

Meaningless is “ME”!

Filed under: Compositions — Swarang @ 11:07 am

Retrospecting I’ve lived in years,
What else could follow but tears,
A dream I’ve been living eyes open,
In a lost world every now and often.

Painted with different colors
by everyone unique in its way,
The life has been flourished into a
“gracefully composed” motley!

Things I once adored and earned,
I happily ascribe to my closed ones.
without them, meaningless is “ME”!
Therefore…
Here I’am, This is me,
Here I’am, This is me.

“Sacrifice and Service” are mom’s gold,
“Honesty and loyalty”, dad has told.
“Benignity” is Chinu’s virtue,
Divya’s heart is “Pure” like dew.

Deeksha ji hain “Brain with beauty” ki
Jeeti jaagti misaal,
Alpesh jalaaye hue hain is duniya mein
“Intelligence” ki mashaal!
“Innocent” Gudia ne kabhi nahi ki kisi se fight,
“Adorable” Raju says, “Manish is always right!”.

Hamesha “Smiling spree” pe hai rehti,
Amrit, my friend,
“Responsibility”, I’ve learned from
Mr. Rajat, my PM.
Mera “Sincere” Ballu lab hai jata
chahe dhoop ho ya rain,
Shirish’s “Passion” for SLR was
not at all in vain!

Met in France, very “Helpful” friend “Raj”,
Serious Roopa ne to pehna hai
“Most dedicated” hone ka Taj,
Santa ki “Rhyms” mein hai ghaayal kar
dene ki shakti,
Dhanya hai Ashish “The Mane” aur uski
Sachin bhakti!
and…
without them, meaningless is “ME”!

Deepi hai apni life mein hamesha confused,
“Lovable and dearest” cousin but thodi si “fused”.
Ponu Ashu’s “Jokes”, can drive anyone mad,
You’ll cry laughing as it doesn’t suffice jst being sad!

Vishal – the only “Master of Tech” student
in the batch,
To chote-mote Birju’s “Cheerful” nature,
there is no match!
With his “tends to infinity” knowledge
“Omega” Prabhat is no less than a master,
Anand makes an environment delighted
with his spontaneity and “Splendid laughter”.

Ab hain aaye do doctors bhai,
Ek ne MD aur ek ne PhD hai paayi.
Aim hai jinka sirf and only padhaai,
Ranju is quite “Simple with patience”,
“Hardworking” Vishu ne kar daali
Yahoo! se Google tak ki chadhaai!

Pavan ki “Game spirit” ne diya KILLER usko naam
“Geek” Karthik ka to sirf coding hi hai kaam!
Sandeep ne to “Commitment” ki limit cross kar di,
8 yrs ki relation “marriage” mein convert kar di.
and…
without them, meaningless is “ME”!

Sappy naturally “Lost” in world of her own
a cute,sweet kid and a little grown.
“Calm” Shantanu karte hain apne naam ko sakaar,
and, PB (my guide) kar rahe hain “Formalism” ka prachaar.

Tarang and Simran confidentally observes
their right of “Nonstop talk”,
Once encountered, even The devil’s advocate
will get the shock!

Ishu has been very “Decent and accurate”,
In “Gentleness”, Dr. Oded takes the cake.
I love “Cute” niece, Jiya and Deepika – my friend,
A support, “Affection” and fashion’s perfect blend.

Peoplesoft batch-PS001 ne sikhaya
Fun, masti and “Enjoyment” in Free,
Family ne mujhe bataya, how to
keep grow our relatives’ tree!
and…
without them, meaningless is “ME”!

Have cherished “Friendship” of Sunny,
Gorav, Naveen and Praveen.
and I can’t forget all the rest for
their love imparted upon me!

Wonder If I’ve got anything of my own!
Modesty and Luck have accompanied me
since the very time I was born.

Now that you have reached to the end,
and might think that u’ve enough of
ME, my family and my friends;
Let me clear that its, still, not the time to part,
As my eclectic life comes across more people
I’ll keep on adding here to this cart!
Because…
Here I’am, This is me.
and…
Without everyone, meaningless is “ME”!

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