Soti jagti aankhon mein...

A Keyrun Rao original

Mila bhi na tumhe, jaana bhi nahin,
Tab se mohabbat is qadar ho gayi hai
Shayad kabhi keh bhi na paaoonga main
Itni zyaada tumse mohabbat ho gayi hai

Teri saansein ginta, saaye mein chalta
Madhosh meri ye haalat rehti hai yun
Chalte hue kahin tu aise mil jaaye
Honton pe mere yehi ek dua rehti hai

Tere milne pe dhadkanein ruk jati hain
Tu jo na ho to saansein theharti hain
Raat din mere zehan mein tu basti hai
Kya tu kahin aasmaanon mein rehti hai?

Soti jagti pyasi in aankhon mein meri
Tere rehte jannat ki tasveer umadti hai
Chaahe jitna bhai dabaana chahoon main
Zyaada aur zyaada mohabbat rehti hai...

Ek arsaa guzar gayaa...

A Keyrun Rao Original

Nam tumhari ankhon mein khushi ki guzarish thi
Nakli muskan mein chhupi sailaab si tanhaai thi
Badlenge sab, khaai thi kasam ye maine khud se
Kaise palak jhapakte dekho ek arsaa guzar gaya

Pehle muskaai tum, sapna sa kyun mujhe tha laga?
Juda sa tu tha magar phir bhi apna sa kyun laga?
Saath tere jeet lenge aasmaan ek iraada kar liya
Ek dhadkan mein dekho ek arsaa yunhi guzar gaya

Samjhate rahe khud ko ke apne jahaan alag hain
Ke tu chamakta hua tara hai aur zarr.ra hun main
Jo mere liye abr hai, tere liye khaak sa hi hai
Bijli thi jaise koi, dekho ek arsaa guzar gaya

Intezar karenge hum, kahin to milogi mujhe tum
Aisa ek to kabhi aayega pyaara sa koi mausam
Na to mausam hi badla, no hi tum ya phir hum
Sapna tha koi shaayad, dekho ek arsaa guzar gaya

Bas yaad hi mein aati ho, jaane kahan bas gayi
hamari to maano zindagi hi samjho thehar gayi
Haalat maana itni bhi nahin hui buri hamari
Dua thi shayad, jeete hue, ek arsaa guzar gaya

Jo khud dua ho...

A Keyrun Rao Original

Jo khud dua ho auron ke liye
Usey koi kya kaise dua dega?
Jis roshni se duniya hairan ho
Us suraj ko diya kaun dikhayega?

Unki kahani se badale zindagi hai
Alfazon se muskaanein khilti hai
Kabhi aansoo chhalakte hain yun
Jaise khaufnaak koi sailaab aayega

Ek rishta ban jaata hai unke likhe
Nek aur kaminey se kirdaron mein
Ek naata sa jud jaata hai unke kahe
Lafzon ke chamakte motiyon ki dor se

Safed unki poshaakh mein ubharti hai
Bachchon si pak unki ruh hai bemisal
Dua rehti hai humare labon pe hamesha
Ki wo jiyein kayeen saare hazaron saal

Unke saadgi ki kya baat karein hum
Soch kar aankhein ho jaati hain nam
Ek zarra bhi un jaisa ban jaayein to
Afsos na hoga gar zindagi ho khatam...

Tanhaai...

A Keyrun Rao Original

Dariya jakadne chale they, ret bhi haath na aayi,
Tujhse duur rehkar humein, jannat raas naa aayi,
Saaye ka peechha karte hain, jab tu paas na aayi,
Kaise bataoon tujhe, kitni qatil hai ye tanhaai.

Jataayi nahin tune, teri qeemat hi samajh na aayi,
Karein bhi to kya ae haseen, gehri chot hai khayi,
Kabhi shiqayat to karti, jaane kitne ashq bahaayi,
Der ho gayi bahut shayad, kuchalti hai roz tanhaai.

Taraste hain teri muskan ko, ye kaisi aag lagaayi,
Teri ansuon ke gunahgaar, dil se fariyaad lagaayi,
Tere rehte khushiyaan thi, kaise bardasht ho judai,
Bheed mein tanha reh gaye, zinda jalaaye ye tanhaai.

Hum saath honge phir, dil ne bas ye ek aas lagaayi,
Yehi tamanna hai meri ab, bas itni si hai duhaai,
Dhadkanon mein to basi hai, saansein dengi gawaahi,
Aaja laut ke meri jaan, tanhaai hai meri tabaahi.

Pyaar sa mehsoos hua...

A Keyrun Rao original

Wo kuchh aise muskuraaye dekh kar mujhe
Itna ajnabi sa ho kar bhi mera yaar hua
Baahon mein bhar liya kuchh is qadar ki
Bhoola gham saare aisa to pehli baar hua
Simte der talak chalti rukti sanson mein
Samajh nahin paaye, pyaar sa mehsoos hua

Jo wo na muskuraate, kya itne paas aate?
Pyaara khwaab dekhne se pehle jaag jaate
Sach ho kar jhooth kyun mujhe ye lagta hai?
Itni jald itne paas, bada achcha lagta hai
Sachchai thi wo janasheen baaton mein uski
Baukhlaaye to the par pyaar sa mehsoos hua

Jaate hue baahon mein bhar loon mera dil kiya
Unki nam aankhon ne humein aur majboor kiya
Phir milenge keh kar khuda haafiz to keh diya
Jaante the nahin milenge, muskaan udhaar le liya
Kuchh rishte hote hi hain khatam hone ke liye
Achchi tarah jaante hue bhi pyaar sa mehsoos hua

Kya wo chori thi?

A Keyrun Rao original, dedicated to
Vikramaditya Motwane's debut film 'Udaan'

Chori ka matlab bhi nahin jaanta tha jab
Ek rangeeli pencil churaai school se tab
Ghar pe maar padi bahut, mujhko sharm thi
Maa meri galti ka matlab hi samjhaa deti
Samajh nahin paaya main kya wo chori thi?

Bada hua main, ek achcha dost bhi bana liya
Achchai ka sabak theek se kisi ne nahi diya
Doosron ke liye jo sirf masti ki baat thi
Jaane kyun mujhe padti paapa ki laat thi
Samajh nahin paaya main kya wo chori thi?

Achche-bure ki parakh ab khud karne laga
Maa aur Paapa ke nazron mein wo tha daga
Par bina jaane-samjhe kaise maan loon ye
Ki ek bure insaan ki ye badi kamzori thi
Samajh nahin paaya main kya wo chori thi?

Kuchh saalon mein qafi bada ho gaya main
Chori nahin karta sharaarat nahi karta
Par zehan mein sawaal hamesha rehta hai
Haasil karne ki bhook ab bhi mujh mein thi
Sochta rehta hoon main kya wo chori thi?

Laakhon-karodon ghotaale roz dikhte hain
Sar uthakar chor har jagah ghoomte hain
Maa maine to sirf ek pencil churaayi thi
Sochta hoon usmein aisi kaunsi buraai thi
Kya maine samaaj mein koi aag lagaayi thi?

Tum na wo pencil dila paaye, na wo cycle
Duur se hi apne armaan rondta rehta tha
Kamaaoonga paise anaab shanaab main bhi
Naye naye tarqeeb aksar bunta rehta tha
Gareeb hona hi meri sabse badi khaami thi

Raees zaade kuchh lagte nahin mere saamne
Par gareebi ne meri awaaz dabaai hui thi
Kab tak mujhse bachenege ye log pata nahin
Phir zaroor milenge saare ye yaheen kahin
Tab kahoonga unse ke tumne bhi ki chori thi...

Oh HansiNa!

A short film

Fade in

Two funny guys, Rohan Joshi & Ashish Shakya, humor writers for a TV channel, are sitting on a deadline to come up with an idea for a ‘Reality Show’ & are stuck with shortage of ideas. One gloomy evening they are at a bar getting drunk, watching a game. Someone at the bar walks up to them & requests them to do a stand up act, as he wants to perk up the mood at the bar & increase the footfalls there.

Both Rohan & Ashish are in no mood for anything that involves ‘work’ as they were already stressed out & pissed with their nagging boss, Mrs. Brenda Briganza, whom they hatefully called ‘Bitchwanti’. Rohan is married to Aisha, who is a DJ & is on the go always, which leaves Rohan alone & frustrated most of the time. Ashish lives with his mother who wants him to get married & bring home a ‘bahu’.

Rohan & Ashish hang out together most of the time when they are not home, so much that rumors of they being homo begins to spread at work. But being the funny guys, they laugh it off. The problem at hand is the reality how that they have to crack which is evading them. They seek the advice of their friend Vibhuti, who is a chef, whom they fondly call ‘Chefiney’.

Vibhuti is another joker only that his work doesn’t allow him to hang out with his friends as he is at his busiest when others are chilling out. He recently divorced his wife as her cooking sucked big time & he was fed up of cooking at work & at home too!

On a Monday evening the three of them, Rohan, Ashish & Vibhuti decide to meet up. Then over beer the three of them talk about how their lives suck, all thanks to the respective women in their lives. They go on and on till Rohan & Ashish look at each other & smile. It’s that magic moment when an idea strikes them. It’s revenge time. The three guys huddle up & brainstorm over the potential idea, while the crowd is going apeshit about the world cup match.

INTERVAL

The next day in the office of Brenda Briganza, the two geniuses show up, glowing with the shine of the Eureka moment. Mrs. Briganza, for the first time ever, jumps with joy on hearing the concept. She starts drooling at the very thought of the TRPs the show will generate. She thinks ‘Oh HansiNa’ In search of the funniest beauty in the country, is The Show that will change their fortunes. Bitchwanti doesn’t realize the joke is on her too!

They start the shoot for ‘Oh HansiNa’ & thus begins the most hilarious journey where three guys take their revenge by poking fun & laughing at women & their sense of humor, that too on national TV.

Montage of dumb chicks auditioning for the reality show.

Fade out

*Stand up acts by Hamateurs as the credits roll*

A Keyrun Rao original