Monthly Archives: July 2016

Inhi rahoon par.. (On this path..)

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(**Translation available)

Chalte ja rahe the un raho par,

kabhi jinhe piche chod aye the,

har mode jo nayi rah thi pehle,

aaj ek fasana ban gaya hai.

 

 

Jo nazar me na aye use toh dekha nahi jata,

lekin koi nazare churaye toh lakh dhunde nahi dikhta.

Kehne ko labzz hai magar woh nnahi jinhe kahe,

agar aa jaye woh pass toh labzz bhi kam pad jaye.

 

 

Jise dekhte hi ye ankhe khil uthti thi hamesha,

aaj unhi se nazare chura rahi hai apni hi ichha.

Kya gum hai unme unhe hi khabar,

aaj hume batane me itrati hai

agar puch lo unhe zara dantkar,

toh apne aap bhar ati hai.

 

 

Jis gali se guzre toh parchaye tumhari lipati thi,

aaj unhi rahoon ne hume parchaiyoonse begana kar dia.

Kya kami thi hamare pyaar me joh aap samajh na paye,

hum toh hume hi koste rahe ke hum unhe samjha na paye.

 

 

Kab tak yun ghumte rahe inhi benakab rahoon me,

age bade ja rahe hai hum apne hi khwaboon me.

Jo mil jaye woh, toh haseen hogi ye zindagi,

agar na bhi mil paye, toh dua me rakhenge unko.

 

 

Ye kahani hai usne likhi

aur hume banaya jiska hissa,

Aye Malik zara ye toh bata de

age kaun khatam karega ye adhura kissa,

Aye Malik zara ye toh bata de

age kaun khatam karega ye adhura kissa !!

 

 

 

**Translation In English

 

Kept walking on that path,

the one which I had left long back,

Every turn which was a new path earlier

today has become the same story.

 

 

Things which eyes can’t see, cannot be caught by sight,

but if someone pretends to hide, couldn’t be caught by any might.

Have many things to tell but the person is absent,

but if she comes close then even vocals will go in absence.

 

 

On seeing whom these eyes used to lit up,

today (eyes)have turned shy, solely on thinking of her.

What pain do they carry and what is scaring them to tell,

If I ask them (eyes) annoyingly,

They start pouring again.

 

 

Walking on those path, your shadows use to hug me,

today the same street has made me a stranger to your shadows.

What flaw was there in my love which you couldn’t understand,

I kept on cursing myself, that I failed to make you understand.

 

 

Till when shall I roam around on these masked streets,

been walking ahead on this in my own weary dreams.

If we meet someday this life would be colorful,

If not in destiny, I will remember you in my prayers and be cheerful.

 

 

This story is written by him (God)

and made us its part,

O Lord please do tell me

who will complete the last part,

O Lord please do tell me

who will complete the last part !!

-Viraj Lele

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My 1st Girlfriend

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She embraced me from the time I was born,

loving me like a hero, she saw me grew tall.

Every place Ma took me with her,

I saw her everywhere watching me and caring over.

I didn’t knew her name till I went in school,

but she still knew what I was doing over.

With growing age I met her often,

and every day she had new things to offer.

I saw her in my train every day to college,

She blushed with those looks when we escaped to the Gates.

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Blowing my hair with her sweet breadth and eyes which blinked,

she held me tight and laughed over when we travelled on Sea-link.

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Rising with the sun her Beauty was Breathless,

Our nights were sexiest when she wore the Queen’s Necklace.

I spoke to her when I was happy,

and she treated me with a loving Cranky.

I spoke to her when I was alone,

she comforted me relieving every bone.

We created biggest of jokes and laughed out Loud,

we held each other tight in the times of dark clouds.

She loved and never expected in return,

The biggest lesson of life which I ever Learned.

When the time came to leave her she lovingly let me go,

I had her love and tears in eyes as the flight flew over her.

Watching the sea I made a promise to meet her every time,

in every holiday I kept my promise crossing oceans seven at a time.

We still talk over without a phone or a caller,

The bond between us never decreased even a bit smaller.

She has survived major attacks and has been wounded with fire,

but she still lives with growing spirit, giving people a new desire.

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She is the one who never sleeps,

and People call her the CITY OF DREAMS !!

Pumping joy and life in lives she isn’t just a notion,

She is not just a name or city, she is a STRONG Emotion.

It's not just a city, It's a Strong Emotion...

She is my love, my 1st Girlfriend and proudly India ki shaan

She is my Beat, she is my Power…She is Mumbai meri jaaan !!

-Viraj Lele

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Decades of Love

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Closing in the morning the weather shined bright,

The guy closed his meeting and the girl was with her bag.

Clutching through the crowds she walked fast,

as the time was less and too little to pass.

 

He headed downstairs tossing his boss’s  look,

With a fear of getting late he turned around the staired hook.

She watched her way to the junction in hope of a ride,

but to her dismay there wasn’t even one to guide.

 

Donned in formals he ran across the street,

She was looking exquisite with a purple clutch in the middle of the street.

Hitting on the florist he picked up a few,

with a hope to surprise her hiding a ring covered in dew.

 

She reached the restaurant with no option but to walk,

booking the table where they had their First talk.

Knowing that guys are always late and with no time to wait,

she ordered a “Latte” like on their first date.

 

Glancing the corner he saw her amongst the rattle,

it was on 18th when their hearts had chattered.

Silently closing on her he made his move like a cat,

holding her from behind and closing her eyes for no one to look at.

 

She knew it was him the way he did the first time,

a Decade had passed with love growing every time.

They did this every year to celebrate their anniversary,

with a promise to each other to never create a wary !!

-Viraj Lele

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