Monday, April 21, 2008

Wo khud parasti au fir poochna mera
Ke akhir iss berukhi ka sabab kya hai

Daur-o-dastoor se rahun begaana
Main nahin jaanta adab kya hai

khatawar hun, mujhko jo chahe do saza
mat socho bamuujib deen-o-mazab kya hai

rahe jo iss husn ke aage be-sazda
wo sar bhi kat jaye to gazab kya hai

8 comments:

Organized Entropy said...

Guruji :)

keep 'em coming !

ashish said...

prabhu...ye pratibha apne antar me samahit kar aap kis disha me vileen ho gaye the...prathvi ke anekanek pradiyon ko apki in jwalant rachnaaon ki awashyakta hai...
apne hriday ke in udgaron ko is anter jaal (internet) ke maadhyam se samay samay par prastut kar humen apni gyaan dhara se avibhoot karen.....

Anonymous said...

Mirza Ghalib - In yoou he lives

y dun u drink more often buddy :)

ashish said...

man u r baloon of thoughts.....
leave the blossoms of ur lovely emotions here....
nice job..

Vaibhav said...

nice work be.. :)
write always..

manjari said...

waah janaab waah...:)
aapke haathon mai to jaadu hai...
apne jazbaton ko kalam k sahare kagaz pe utar k aapne to kehar dha dia ;)

VaRtIkA said...

WAAH! U MAKE ME SPEECHLESS... HAR SHER LAAJAWAAB HAI...:)

SATYAANVESHI said...

Behetareen janaab! Bahut umdah likhte hein aap. Antim sher Ghalib ke us sher ki yaad dilaata hai
"Hua jab gham se yoon be-his to darr kya sar ke katne ka

Na hota gar juda tan se to zaanon par dhara hota"