Creativity Seekers: August 2014

Saturday, August 30, 2014

khaki ko ek khat

Suno khaki!

Log mhje sa wajja poochty hai k aisa kya hai jo mhjy tmhri taraf mayal krta hai? Log poochty hai aisa kya hai jo tm mai hai aur baki wardiyoon mai nhi? Aisa kya hai k tery agay kuch aur jaajata hi nhi? Yeh tu mai b nhi janti k kya hai jo tmhy itna purkashish aur khoobsurat banta hai. Mai tu bs yeh janti hn k jb sa mai na ankh kholi hai tmhy apny ass pass mehsoos kiya hai tmhy hi dehka hai aur tmhri hi aseer rahi hn. Tmhra rang is mitti ka rang hai tu yeh mitti tm sa aur tm is mitti sa kaisy juda ho skty ho? Tmhry rang k aagye yeh sb rang bekar hai. Aur jb tu kisi k jism par zebtaan hota hai na tu jaisy sb kuch us mai motabaar ho jata hai. Tum ek aisa nasha ho jis k baad na koi aur nasha charta hai aur na hi koi aur nasha asar krta hai. Aur meri misaal tu us piyasay insan jaisi hai jis k pass pani hi pani hai magar wo usko pee nhi skta. Mery jism mai laho ban kar dhoorta hai tu. Tery bina na tu kisi cheez ki chahat hai na kbi ki. Mai beshak tmhry liye un lakhoon mai sa ek hn jo tm par marty hai jo tmhri kashish mai deewanay hai magar mery liye faqat tm sirf wo ek ho jis k baad koi aur na tu jaajata hai aur na hi bhaata. Jis k na honay sa saans k roknay ka andaaysha hi laga rehta hai. Tu bs yehi arzoo hai k apny ap sa kbi b door mat karna warna yeh zindagi tu khtm hi hai tmhry bina.

Tmhri paristaar

Friday, August 29, 2014

feelings kept hidden but were true !!

it does not matter if i pretend to b true,
in watevr i said with r without ny clue,
the only thing which matters r ma words,
the random thoughts i have for you,

the life of mine is not a puzzle,
its simply compact yet so strew,
feelin the diffrence is the only task,
which i expect to b done by you,

wanderin in dreams and catchin fantasies,
i nvr thought id let the tym flew,
now at ths instance ive made a choice,
that i'll prefer to live besides you,

so let it b done cuz m feelin alone,
let me b hidden inside you,
this life b the only witness,
cuz aftr ds i may not b with you,

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Independance Is Never Free

The flag is high just because some people instead of their personal luxuries prefer to keep it fluttering high with their last breathes ... At the end it shines brightly and become prominent to the world due to those camouflaged men ... The extraordinary sons of nation 

The khaki tigers ... The shaheens ...The marines 

Independence is never free ..!!

picture credits : maryam nisar

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Someone

can u feel when the breeze blows across there is something it has to say can u feel when u r being remembered can u feel when the stars are being compared to u can u feel when u are turned into literature can u feel when someone is willing to fill the empty space
when someone prays for you silently when someone would love to help heal the wounds when someone finds happiness in you when someone would love to fall for the flaws and she was that someone ..!!

Socha Na Tha..!!

sahil ko tumharay asray py chor aye jo

beech samandar dubain gy yeh socha na tha

wo jinhain pal bhar bhi tanhayi gawara na thi

yoon muqaddar bnay ga akalay pan ye socha na tha
khamoshiyon sy jis ki sadiyon ki doori thee unhi main ab basna chahay gee ye socha na tha

hansi kabhi jis kay chehray ki ronaq thee

palkon main ashq liyay bethay gee socha na tha

yaqeen tha jis ko takmeel e khuwahish ka

wohi is ka khatma mangay gee socha na tha

zindagi kay imtehaan ka suna to tha

is qadar dushwaar ho ga socha na tha

Saturday, August 9, 2014

and u blame it on me !!

I caught ur sight..
U blame it on me..
U msgd i replied..
U blame it on me..
I tried to stay aloof..
Nd u forced urslf into me..
I wavered off ny impression of affectn..
But u interact still u blame it on me..
I fought i tried..
To keep u away frm me..
U cried u wre hurt..
Still smiled nd u blame it on me..
Thn tym goes nd made me soft..
I felt luv wanted u alwys beside me..
U said v r jus frnz nothin more..
Broken heart i hide nd u blame it on me..
I tried to make u realize..
But u ignored nd laughed ovr me..
I was hurt so i ran away..
Thn u cried i returned nd u blame it on me..
Now u want me to stand by ur side..
Jus a frd nothn more u want out of me..
So hre i m jus a frd as u always wanted..
Still it pinches u hurts u why m only actin as a frd but again U BLAME IT ON MEE !!

maDDy

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Moonlit street

...and all of sudden
those devotions
were coming true
What she had longed for
was now coming to her
like a moon blue
He was walking
into her life
more potently.
She was just dragged
into those feelings,
those moments
unknowingly
She couldn't get
her own emotions.
She was dazzled
with his beautiful voice
sounding her name,
with no commotion
She like a star was wandering
in that whispering dome
mesmerizingly
she saw
a doorstep,
blinking with word "home"...
Before she came to her senses again,
He held her hand
and looked deep
into her eyes with no shame
more desperately,
he was digging down
deep in her heart
she had allowed him
to walk freely
in her life
was making with him
a new start
She was just helpless
like some offender
infront of that dazzling voice those breath-taking gestures
she was no more defender
She had always wondered
how people could moan in
such happy nights
one day, answering herself
she had tears
walking with him
hand in hand on beachside
It was all happening so fast!
Making her shrink
As if it would all disappear
just in a single wink
she stayed awake the whole night
making him realise
that he was the only one
she longed for
in her silent prayers
the only reason
she had felt pride !
-Qaynat

how i feel when i am with u... cuz m in luv

i remember the walk,
beside me was no other but u,
takin me along thru the path of luv,
movin ahead holdin hands v two,

ur face was clear as if sky,
seems blue nd deep like u,
calm were ur expressnz i remember,
so serene ur presence my desires grew,

i was ignorant for so mny years,
ure all i wanted i nvr knew,
i rambled and roved searchin fr unknown,
my craving will finish hre; nvr had a clue

i moved far mny tymz much distance,
but always startled whn not besides U,
my heart pounded much agitated,
whn u wre away my fears grew,

not able to stand firm whn u apart,
u r the one whom picked me up whn i wz strew,
u nvr had ny intentions of pickin on mee,
but ur beingness was enuff; my attention drew,

all this tym i was distrusted of my feelinz,
Agitated to acknowledge facts which were true,
that wud b the crux of my story m amazed,
how deeply ill fall in luv i nvr knew..!!

maDDy

A Journey To Herself

She loved to be with people and interact with them but she was missing something , she was missing herself . down in the deep dark dungeons where its hard to breathe, where there is depression , negativity ,she felt pathetic but that was the place where she belonged to , where she was complete , where she was herself. Where there was solitude and her instincts. Where she was strong , and well aware of all her capabilities. Despite the fact that she was turning into something she was afraid of, a hypocrite - shedding tears inside but faking a smile. All of this was because of people , who were dark inside , they couldn't eliminate her light but dragged her into the valley of despair.

But she was still thankful to them because they were the reason that she found herself ...!!

Monday, August 4, 2014

Depth

A greatman once said "We are actors on this stage of World". Yes we are in actual actors(every adjective that describes a aspirant)..we are selfish..we are careless..we are heedless.. we in that "deep down" heart are feelingless aspirants for past,present and future. Lets start from "past" for what I say we dont have any concern with!!..when we see there is something being said about past or the nostalgia, we start pretending that.. yes! our past do effect us in our lives ..or may be in somedays. We start saying that we care about those small bad or good incidents of past those deeds we have done on those ordinary days, those little words we said on that family event or whatever maybe..and to contribute to those meaningless parleys we start opening those written locked pages of our life's book and start finding that what we had done there in yesterdays and then after a long walk in those jumbled stories of past we find some visible words and open our taps to let flow those unwanted words to let people know that we also exist and we also are playing our role too ..what we do is we dont see the "deep down"of our hearts, as going deep in a sea we find a precious pearl, similarly in "depth" of our heart we find "ourselves". we find who we actually are. We get that"truth".. oh heck ! then in that depth we find ourselves which is totally different to our scums ! there, in that depth, when we skim that scum off, we see... we just pretend see, we dont care what we have done in our past, we dont even think a moment for what we did at 7:40pm of yesterday..what we said to oyr grandmaa about her old denture..! Then we see ourselves probably nude in that worn out cloth of selfishness and we seek ..oh my ! it wasnt anything of the past i remembered, i ponder upon and then i found those words what if i had not been able to do so ..to think for that chandraat two years back...then that "depth" makes us realise that we dont care about our past, we dont have any concern, we are just heedless about it..till our present is effected by that moment..man is selfish he just cares about a thing in his life when he is being effected by it in his personals..then comes "present" (laughter) what can we say about our present when we don't know if we will be able to take our next breath or not?? Will we be able to survive or not if we get stuck in a problem the very next moment?? oh my ! still we are so calm.. heedless creatures we all are..we don't pay attention... We keep flowing like the flow of water.. Don't care... what if some loveone dies the next moment ..what if we die this evening?? we know we should seek these things, we should care about them but still we give a damn for what would happen the next moment..(giggle) we are actors who don't know what their character basically is. What the role is he playing...then in present we go in the "depth" we see there's nothing we are known to ! and being illerate about whats happening and for what the reason is all it is hsppening is a mark that show we are puppets...breathing puppets!! and puppets have nothing but only what his Master allows him..!we are so "helpless" ain't we??? the "depth" teaches us to be in our limits of what our Master has defined for us ..!"future" defines us in a very beautifully said word ..nothing else but "foolish" who thinks he would survive for years when he isnt sure about the next moment! he plans ...he wishes ..he dreams for better ..he dreams for tomorrow.. how foolish a man is? a man ?? o sorry a breath taking puppet ! who has no concerns about his past.. about his past deeds.. not worried about yesterday ..a puppet who is heedless for what if he dies the next moment what would he do?? lets again dive through "depth" see ...how meaningless,useless,worthless,doubtfull,are we??..what is our existence but only a "clot of a blood"..and we say ourselves to be "master"(of nothingness)

-Qaynat

Ignorance

Do you even know what it feels like to be ignored? You give your best and think about someone every time and that person knowing everything still ignores you , like you are invisible, not hear able , your whole existence does not matter to them. You give them a door to enter your heart and break it and shake it and tear it apart until your soul shed tears of blood. You tell them each and everything and they hide things from you and lie to you lies big enough to be forgiven but you forgive just because you want everything to get well. You try hard for everything to figure out but at the end all what happens is you end up feeling useless, lonely, isolated though the whole world seems to be walking with you but deep inside its only you and your loneliness.

The person who was supposed to make you feel better and happy leaves you lying wounded in a darker and deeper ditch of isolation.

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Hasil Aur Lahasil

Hasil Aur la hasil ka falsafa bohat waseeh hai..Kuch log hasil kar k bhi la hasil rehtay hain! Ghor talab baat yeh hai k aap kya hasil karna chahtay hain.Aur us ko hasil karne k liye aap ki chah kitni hai.Kuch log muhabbat k hasool ki koshish kartay hain magar asal mohabbat khaliq-e-haqeeqi ki muhabbat hai.Dunyawi ishq, ishq-e-haqeeqi tak janay ka ek zeena hai. kuch log dunya k talabgaar hain aur kuch aakhrat k,magar ishq wo jazba hai jo dono jagha insaan ki kamyaabi ka sabab banta hai. Jo log ishq hasil kar letay hain wo dunya main jannat pa letay hain,aur us ko pa kar amar ho jatay hain,lekin jo la-hasil rehtay hain wo aksar apni na-kaami k sabab toot kar bikhar jatay hain aur apnay hawaas kho detay hain. Magar kuch chehray aisay hain jo iss sab sy nikal kar apnay aap ko jortay hain or kamyaabi ki wo manzilain chutay hain jo har kisi ka khawaab hoti hain.Magar iss sab k bawajood ek tammana aur khuwaish un k dil main rehti hai,mukammal honay ki khuwaaish,aur jo apnay rab sy rujoo karta hai,wo poori tarha sab hasil karta hai. Ya'ani yeh k ishq la-hasil reh kar b wo karishmay karne ki quwat rakhta hai jo soch say balatar hain. Dunya ka hasool aarzi hai,sirf rab ki muhabbat la-fani hai.