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Wednesday, September 29, 2010

शायरियाँ

कह दिया होता तुम अमानत है किसी और के
तो की नही होती हम मूहोब्बत इतनी आप से
अब कहने से भी क्या है फ़ायदा
लहू जो निकाली है आप ने हमारे दिल से

- विनीत मोहनदास


एक चाँद को चाहा था हम ने 
और नूर उसकी अपने आँखों मे बसाया था
मगर हमे था क्या पता
वह था पहले से आस्मान के बाहोमें
- विनीत मोहनदास


मरने केलिए हम है
तो कोई दूसरा मारे क्यों
मिटने केलिए हम है
तो कोई दूसरा मिटे क्यों
प्यार करने की जुरत की थी
मेरे इस कम्बक्त दिल ने
उसकी साज़ा दूसरों को भूकतना क्यों
क्या ज़ख़्म दिया था उसने
एक ही वार से
फिर रोते रोते भी यह दिल
उसका नाम लेता है क्यों
- विनीत मोहनदास


प्यार होते है क्या यह हमसे पूछो
दर्द होते है क्या यह हमसे पूछो
बहुत दुकता है यह दिल जब बिछूड़ते है वो
अब यह दर्द सहे कैसे यह हमसे पूछो
- विनीत मोहनदास

Monday, September 20, 2010

At the Crossroads of Life

Standing at the crossroads of life
Not knowing which way to go
I stood with a sigh
Watching the twilight.
Then an angel came on her car
Stopped by me and gave a smile
Showed me the way ahead
And told me to where it leads.
She got back to her car and drove away
With a tiny glitter in her eyes.
I walked forward, turned to my right
And then to my left
Saw all the paths that could lead me
To somewhere.
I turned behind
And saw her car going
Then I realized that I have found
The path that leads to my destiny.

- Vineeth Mohandas
(Inspired from the climax of the movie 'Cast away')

ENLIGHTENMENT, at last!

Watching the streets outside, which seems
Running into the infinity,
I lay on my bed near the window,
Enjoying the cold breeze wafting in,
Fondling my wrinkles, gifted by time.
Today the street is deserted where
Once with tiny legs I learned to walk.
Later I walked with the Giants;
Conquering everything before me
Destroying everything that resisted me.
I had, at last, an empire of mine
Which I ruled with a raised sword.
World called me Champion,
History called me Great and to myself
I was greater than the great.
But those hands that conquered the world,
Failed to win the battle with time,
When my sword proved heavier for my hands,
I had to leave that throne and crown
And find asylum in this godown.
Now I see dust rising again,
Drums beating, a battle again
O young men, please lend your ears,
Its not me but the history speaking
When you fight hard to build an empire
Remember no empire has lasted forever.
I know you won’t hear me, as I didn’t
But one day you will know it, as I did.
And now when my spirit is struggling
To leave this world and its hardships,
My destiny still whispers to me cruelly
The time is not yet… Not Yet!

 - Vineeth Mohandas