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Mera Waqt

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Sunain Singh Banga
Friday, 09 February 2018 / Published in Uncategorized

Rone de mujhe, jab roh sakta hun,
Hasle mujhpe , jab hass sakta hai,
Khamosh na reh, thoda jor se taana maar,
Me bhi sunu, tu kya bol sakta hai,
Mujhe inn gaathon ko suljane de,
Sab uljano se bhara hai,
Tu door mooch me muskurah,
Par yaad rakh, Mera waqt qayamat ki tarah hai.

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Milon ke fasle,
Yun me chalte chale jaunga,
Salon lag jae bhale,
Me zaroor wahan jaunga,
Tu daud, tu udd,
Meri toh chalne me farah hai,
Tu paunch kar cheen le meri manzil,
Par yaad rakh, Mera waqt qayamat ki tarah hai.

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Choti jeet ka jashan mana,
Me toh lambi daud pe nikla hun,
Tu woh bhi jeet jaa mujhse,
Me aur lambi daud ka hissah hun,
Tu jashan-pe-jashan mana,
Mene toh piya, mehnat kar tharra hai,
Tu hass aur hasa, jab me na ruka,
Par yaad rakh, Mera waqt qayamat ki tarah hai.

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Haste hai mujhepe log,
Jab me chand se baat karta hun,
Log kya jaane woh baat karta hai mujhse,
Aur me mohobatt karta hun,
Na kar saka me kuch,
Jab mera pyaar meri bahaon me mara hai
Jab me yaad karun, toh hass mujhpe ek aur baar
Par yaad rakh, Mera waqt qayamat ki tarah hai.

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Bahot hara hun me,
Na gina kabhi na gin-na chahta hun,
Khush hai tu, jo tu nahi hara,
Aur hass me aur zakham dikhata hun,
Na jeeta na jeet saka,
Jo haar kar kabhi dara hai,
Bhale aaj ek aur haar hai meri,
Par yaad rakh, Mera waqt qayamat ki tarah hai.

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Aaj fir harun, toh koi gum nahi,
Aaj fir na mile manzil, toh koi gum nahi,
Chalte rehna, bas yehi mera maqsad hai,
Manzil badi ho, toh chunautiyan kum nahi,
Tu dekh aur dekhte reh,
Kaisa pura jag palat jaega,
Kyunki mera waqt qayamat ki tarah hai,
Ek din zarur aaega.

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Deary Monday

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Sunain Singh Banga
Monday, 08 January 2018 / Published in Uncategorized

The whole week from Tuesday to Friday

The Weekend

And then “the Monday”.

On this deary Monday, the only thing I could think of is the weekend all over again. It’s not that bad and the weekend wasn’t great either, it’s just, um, Monday.

Waking up with a headache,
And eyes red a rum,
I guess they are not that bad,
It’s just the RUM!

I had a bit too much last night,
I shouldn’t have been careless,
Should sleep on time and well,
I should err-less.

Rush the street, get a cab,
There are deadlines to be met
“Floor the paddle, cabbie” I shout
“Drive Carefully or regret!”

He replied and drove so slow,
I saw a snail pass by,
It overtook and looked at me,
It said, “Hey loser, goodbye”

I paid the fare and rushed the stairs,
Elevators are a pain,
I saw my boss and 5 late-comers,
All effort in vain.

It’s 52nd Monday of this year,
Well, I guess that’s all of them,
Heart rate up, blood pressure low,
I saw him throw fireball at them.

Sneak past him, that’s what I’ll do,
He’ll never know I’m late,
Elevator opened, another entered,
That’s my exit, and he my bait.

Caught again, for the 52nd time,
He saw me walk by him,
I knew the punishment,
I’ve been talked by him.

Increased workload, reduced time,
That’s brutal, I know,
“It’s snow”. I excused,
“It’s California, you know?”

Yes, what was I thinking,
It never snows here,
I knew it before I left,
My death’s show’s here.

I walked to the cabin,
and slumped on the chair,
I should have overslept,
I could have save the fare?

It’s a routine, it isn’t bad,
I’ll be on time next time, I dare.
I won’t be, I know. Well, “Deary Monday”,
Do you even care?

Madaari

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Sunain Singh Banga
Thursday, 16 November 2017 / Published in Uncategorized

Na teri na meri, yeh chakkri duniya ki,
Gol ghume, hame fasae,
Na samjhe, na samjhae,
Na aage na peeche, kadam wahi atake,
Saalon peeche, yaad hai do rahein,
Atit firse,  galtiyan dohrae,

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Tez gun-gun hawaon ki tarah, kaash zindagi guzar jae,
Kitabon ke panno ki tarah, kaash kismat palat jae,
Kalam toh di usne haaton me, kismat likhne ki takat de jae,
Me madaari ka bandar, hum naache woh nachae.

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Na thanda na garam, kaisa yeh mausam?
Barf jame, bhaad aae,
Garmi ghire, kahar aae,
Na upar na neeche, jab gol hai zameen,
Din upar, raat mand,
Aaj sans, kal band.

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Tez gun-gun hawaon ki tarah, kaash zindagi guzar jae,
Kitabon ke panno ki tarah, kaash kismat palat jae,
Kalam toh di usne haaton me, kismat likhne ki takat de jae,
Me madaari ka bandar, hum naache woh nachae.

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Na dhoop na chav, sirf roshni hai din,
Na chahun, fir bhi haath de,
Dost nahi, parchai saath de.
Na kala na safed, berang hai andhera,
Chehra dekh, khush mizaz,
Dil dekh, katu alfaaz.

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Tez gun-gun hawaon ki tarah, kaash zindagi guzar jae,
Kitabon ke panno ki tarah, kaash kismat palat jae,
Kalam toh di usne haaton me, kismat likhne ki takat de jae,
Me madaari ka bandar, hum naache woh nachae.

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Na badi na choti, naati si lakir,
Haath pe range, zindagi naape,
Iske naam, sapne tyaag de,
Na teez na dheeme, waqt ki raftaar ,
Khushi me daud, bimaari me ruk,
Zaalim yehi, lakir ka ustaad.

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Tez gun-gun hawaon ki tarah, kaash zindagi guzar jae,
Kitabon ke panno ki tarah, kaash kismat palat jae,
Kalam toh di usne haaton me, kismat likhne ki takat de jae,
Me madaari ka bandar, hum naache woh nachae.

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Na seedha na teda, ajeeb hai ishq,
Ganit ke jhol, soch ka  bhaghakaar,
Kora kagaz, par keemat hazar,
Na meethi na feeki, badsuwad hoti zindagi,
Likhte khud, jeete hum,
Unginat sans, aur chunauti kum.

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Agar hawa ho zindagi, toh dekhega kya?
Agar palat-ti kisamat, toh sikhega kya?
Takat di hai usne haathon, uski kalam ghumnae ke liye.
Samjh re bandar, maadari nachae, nach na seekhae.

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Naseeb

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Sunain Singh Banga
Tuesday, 19 September 2017 / Published in Uncategorized

Kya kahun me unn jhoothe dilason se,
Jo roz mujhse yun tere liye khatt likhwate hai,
Kya kahun me unn azaad parindon se,
Jo roz woh khatt tere ghar le jaate hai,
Kya kahun me unn shabdon se,
Jo roz siyahi nahi ban na chahte hai,
Aur jab bante hai toh nahi rukte,
Meri kalam aur aakhein, yun baraste jaate hai.

Vishwaas kaise rakhun, ae khuda tera,
Tere darr aake mangta raha ek dua harr sawera,
Ki, “Waada kar, mere saath rahega pyaar mera,
Reh mere saath, na chodna mujhe akela,”
Khel gaya re tu, mere dar pe khoob,
Na samja, na jaana, mene tera mansoob,
Has raha hai mujhpe, yeh janta hun me,
Jo na mila sapno me, kaise dega naseeb mera.

Kya kahun me apne kadmon se,
Jo roz tere ghar tujhe milne yun aate hai,
Kya kahun me mere apne apno se,
Jo roz mujhe teri yaad dilate hai,
Kya kahun me apne sapno se,
Jo roz tere saath rehne ko sajj jaate hai,
Inke sajne me na jaane kya nasha hai,
Jo dard hone pe bhi roz naye aa jaate hai.

Vishwaas kaise rakhun, ae khuda tera,
Tere darr aake mangta raha ek dua harr sawera,
Ki, “Waada kar, mere saath rahega pyaar mera,
Reh mere saath, na chodna mujhe akela,
Khel gaya re tu, mere darr pe khoob,
Na samja, na jaana, mene tera mansoob,
Has raha hai mujhpe, yeh janta hun me,
Jo na mila sapne me, kaise dega naseeb mera

Kya kahun me uss masoom se,
Jo teri muskurahat dekh kar ruk jaata tha,
Kya kahun me uss kayar se,
Jo teri chott dekh darr jaata tha,
Kya kahun me uss bikhre-pann se,
Jo kuch bhi kar dhadak jaata tha,
Ab khaamosh sa kyun rehta hai tu?
Ae dil, kya tu bhi usse chahta tha?

Vishwaas kaise rakhun, ae khuda tera,
Tere darr aake mangta raha ek dua harr sawera,
Ki, “Waada kar, mere saath rahega pyaar mera,
Reh mere saath, na chodna mujhe akela,
Khel gaya re tu, mere darr pe khoob,
Na samja, na jaana, mene tera mansoob,
Has raha hai mujhpe, yeh janta hun me,
Jo na mila sapne me, kaise dega naseeb mera

Nahi hai koi gilla-shikwa, yeh me maan chuka hun,
Nahi hai tu naseeb mera, yeh me samjh chuka hun,
Pyaar karta hun ya nahi yeh me nahi janta,
Par Aaj bhi kasam teri, mujhe mere dost dete hai,
Nahi hun me pyaar tera, yeh me samjh chuka hun,
Nahi hai tu naseeb mera, yeh me samjh chuka hun,
Nahi smajha toh me sirf itna,
Kyun? kya? kaise? aur tu.

Appendix

Siyahi – ink

Darr – door

Dar – fear

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Gustakh

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Sunain Singh Banga
Wednesday, 10 May 2017 / Published in Uncategorized

Tuti ghadiyon ka andaaz accha hai,

Yeh toh pata lagta hai ki woh tuti hai,

Kash dilon ka bhi kuch aisa hai hota.

 

Woh unjaani manzil, aur raston ke ishare

Woh tera mujhse milna, uss jheel ke kinare,

Woh tasveeron ki yadein, aur dhadkano ke sahare,

Woh khoyi hui manzilein, aur raston ke ishare.

 

Najaane kahan kho gae, hum unn mulakaton me,

Woh namsamjhi aur unn unjani shararaton me,

Woh bewakoofi jo mene tujhko samjha apno me,

Woh sacchai jo thi bhi jhoothi sapno me.

 

Najane mene kyun maan liya, jab tune kabhi kuch kaha hi nahi,

Woh jo tune hamesha keh kar bhi kabhi nibhaya hi nahi,

Woh jab mene samjha ki chahat hai tu meri,

Woh thi siraf ek galti meri,

 

Najaane mene kyun socha tu saath degi mera,

Nahi tha me tera ashiq, na koi khaas tera

Nahi tha me tera Mirza, na hi Ranjha tha tera,

Par nahi tha me dhoke ke layak, jispe tune naam likha mera

Najaane tu idher chali gai, jab me ruka tha yahi

Kyun tune mujhe kabhi samjha hi nahi

Kya mila tujh uske saath? Jo mene tujhe diya nahi

Chalo, do tute dil, aur jalan hi sahi

Janta hu me, tu aaj bhi mujhe dur se dekhti hai,

Janta hun me, tu aaj bhi nazar pherti hai.

Janta hun me, tu fir mudke dekthi hai,

Janta hun me, kyunki teri maujudagi khilti hai,

Me yeh kabhi kahunga nahi,

Me kabhi peeche paltunga nahi.

Kyunki accha lagta hai,

Jab tu yuh dekthi hai, aur yaad karti hai,

 

Woh kitabon ke mehfil, aur shabdon ki baarish,

Woh jhilmilati jheel, aur chanda ki sifarish,

Woh teri muskurahat, aur hawa ki guzarish,

Woh mohabbaton ki mehfil, aur nafraton ki baarish

Gustakh hai teri narazagi, jo mujhe aaj bhi bahati hai,

Gustakh hai teri khushboo,  jo mujhe aaj bhi satati hai,

Gustakh hai teri aavaj, jo dhoon hai meri khushi ki

Gustakh hai teri dhadkan, Jo meri khushi thi.

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Hello world!

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Sunain Singh Banga
Saturday, 01 October 2016 / Published in Uncategorized

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Monday, 19 September 2016 / Published in Uncategorized

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