Aaj sab se zyaada khush hoon main...

A Keyrun Rao original

Maut ke niwaale khaaye bahut,
Zindagi se parhez karta raha,
Ishq ke ghoont tujh se miley they,
Bas zehar ki talaash karta raha.

Rooh mein andhera bhar gaya tha,
Saanson mein meri ghutan si thi,
Raahein bhi chalne nahin deti thi,
Soch par bhi mere gehra saaya tha.

Aaj sab se zyaada khush hoon main,
Aansoo bhi ab khushi ke aate hain,
Ek teri noor mein roshan rehta hoon,
Aaj-kal khwaab bhi achche aate hain.

Aaj sab se zyaada khush hoon main,
Teri raah mein mohabbat ki goonj hai,
Teri lafzon mein mere ishq ki azaan hai,
Lagta hai ke naya ek banda hoon main.

Aaj sab se zyaada khush hoon main,
Lagta hai shayad meri nazar lag jaayegi,
Teri hansi mein meri muskaan rehti hai,
Tere saath meri ye umr bhi nikal jaayegi.

Maut ke niwaalon mein swaad nahin tha,
Zindagi bhi kuchh kuchh bujhi si thi meri,    
Tere saath mujhko bhi main raas aa gaya,
Marne waale ko zindagi ka swaad aa gaya.

Dost bahut hain mere aaj...

A Keyrun Rao original...

Jab chhota tha, toh main akela rehta tha,
Sach mein koi dost hi nahin tha mera;
Shayad main achcha tha ya woh burey,
Ab toh pata bhi nahin kya chal raha tha...

Barson lag gaye mujhe ek dost banane mein,
Ek gaana tha bechaara, kisi ne suna nahin tha;
Ek kitaab bhi thi, sharmeeli aur murjhaayi si,
Ye donon dost baste hain aaj bhi dil mere mein.

Lagta hai dost bahut hain mere aaj sab jagah,
Woh toh aisa hi samajhte hain hamesha se;
Kya main bhi un ka dost hoon, kaun jaane?
Kitaabon aur gaanon se yaari hai ab is tarah.

Raah chalte koi naam pukaarta hai mera,
Kehta hai wo jaanta hai mujhko achche se;
Na toh main usey jaanta hoon, na khud ko,
Khush hua jab mila us ajnabi ko achche se.

Ek gaana tha, aur ek kitaab thi mere paas,
Duur tak saath they mere, koi sawaal nahin;
Thodi khushi, kuchh aansoo saath baantein,
Phir bhi aaj tak koi bandish ya khalish nahin.

Ek khushboo chal padi mere saath raah mein,
Kehte hain Rani hai us jaadugarni ka naam;
Dard ke kissey bahut peechhey reh gaye ab,
Bas usey khoob pyaar karna hai ab mera kaam.

Sabse chheen loon tujhe

A Keyrun Rao original

Saath hue jab se hum
bas ek manant hai meri,
Sabse chheen loon tujhe
Main hamesha ke liye,
bas meri ho kar reh
Itni bhar bas dua hai meri

Tere saaye sang baat karoon,
Teri hansi ke sang naachoon,
Chaahe chali ja kahin bhi tu
Tujh sang bitaaye huye pal
Har pal main wahi sochoon.

Duur lagta nahin hai tu mujh se
Jaane kahin bhi tu chali jaaye
Tujh mein hi rehta hoon main
Yeh raaz jaane chhupega tujh se

Teri rooh pehan kar mujhe neend aati hai
Teri baatein dohraata rehta hoon main
Yaar tu jiye hazaar saal mujhse zyaada
Aisi mohabbat zindagi mein kam hoti hai

Sabse chheen loon tujhe
Tujhse tujhko duur kar doon
Mujh mein mil ja dua ban kar
Tera saaya bhi tujhse chura loon 

Ek khwaab maara kal...

A Keyrun Rao original

Ek khwaab maara kal,
Toh thodi si zindagi jaagi,
Bujhi hui saans se meri
Prem ki nayi dhun laagi.

Fateh ka shauq raha nahin
Sab aur dhadkanein bhaagi
Jab haar diya tha sab maine
Prem ki ek nayi dhun laagi.

Ek dost maine maara kal,
Nafrat mein mohabbat jaagi,
Thandi padi uski laash mein
Bas akela roya main abhaagi

Yaari ka shauq ab raha nahin
Dekh li maine sab duniyadaari
Kandhon par laashein uthti hain
Us laash se hain aansuein bhaari

Ek muskaan maine maara kal,
Un honton par dehshat si jaagi
Marr gaya maarta hua wo qaatil
Poori soyi thodi aankhein jaagi…

Bahut hans liya aisa lagta tha
Kitna jiya tha, dil sulagta tha
Qatl kar ke dil halka hua mera
Us pal se sab ujaala lagta tha...

Dhuein se rishtey ab nahin hain...

A Keyrun Rao original

Baadalon sa dhuaan chhaaya hua tha
Us pyaar se woh ghabraaya hua tha
Sach bann ke barsa wo baadal us pe
Us din woh akela ghabraya sa hua tha

Pyaar ke mausam se dara hua wo pyaasa
Lahu se gaadhe aansoo baha raha tha
Ishq ki garmi bhi thandi ho chali thi ab
Dard mein ab aasraa paana chaahta tha

Dhuein se rishtey toh ab rahey nahin hain
Uske sapne aag mein jal rahey nahin hain
Hansne ka ab bada mann karta hai uska
Apne maut se bhi usko koi darr nahin hai

Chaandni mein dhula rishta badal gaya usko
Gehrey andheron ne barson paala tha jisko
Aaj khush hai, bewakoofon si muskaan hai
Har kisi ne hamesha hi tha thukraaya jisko

Wo badnaseeb ek nayi ghazal likh raha hai
Apne liye wo ek naya khwaab dekh raha hai
Aaj phir uski band aankhon ko tum na kholo
Nayi ek raah par woh banjaara chal raha hai

Dhuein se rishtey toh ab rahey nahin hain
Us ke sapne to aaj nikhar-sawar gaye hain
Ek baar phir aaj hansna-muskaana hai usko,
Uski bas khwaabon si zindagi bachi hai...

Love you so much that it hurts...

I have no idea or reason to be writing this little piece. The headline just sounded cool so I wrote it. Actually it means a lot to me, hence I wrote it. How much can you love me? You don't even love me. You perhaps think that you do. Most of you pretend that you love me. I don't hold that against you. I love you too. Hahahaha. The word love has become a joke. Or maybe not.

Many of you here on Facebook are married, many of you with kids. One candid question: Do you know what love is? Do you feel love when your wife cooks a meal that is your favourite? Do you feel when a 100-odd people hit the like button on your baby's pictures? When do you feel love? Can you feel it? Can you love your friends as much as the girl in your life? Or vice versa?

I feel love when I watch a film directed by my favourite filmmaker. I feel love when I see a happy child dancing on the street. I feel love when I see Rani happy seeing me eat the stuff she cooked for me. I feel love when I meet random strangers who walk up to me & tell me that they love the shit I write. I feel love when I have Old Monk. I also feel love when I hear a song composed by ARR. It has been inexplicable so far... What is love? I have always wondered.

Rani showed me what love is. When she shot a documentary film about the people who are underprivileged. Rani made me realise that sometimes being underprivileged is a privilege. How can you know happiness when you don't know what is sadness? I love Rani. But that is not even the point. If you have read this far, I assume you have some time to kill. Hahaha!

As Sunrinder Sahni coyly said in Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi, "Is se zyaada pyaar ki na mujhe aadat hai, na zaroorat hai." What do you think about love. I last felt love when my parents brought me home-made besan ke laddoo. I also felt love when Rani made me Peshawari dal and chawal. This afternoon I had an awesome meal with Dennis, Manoshi and her family. I felt love.

I wonder how people realise when they are in love. Do they even know how much they love each other. Does Dennis love Manoshi more than she loves him? Or is it the vice versa. Why do I love to use 'vice versa'. Why do I love Rani? Why does Vaibhav love Preeti? Why does Preeti love Vaibhav? Why do I love Rani, Vaibhav, Preeti, Manoshi and Dennis? Do I even know them enough to love them? Do they love me?

Am I drunk? Why do I love Old Monk? Why do I love cinema so much? Will cinema love me back too? I know Rani does love me for sure. How much do I love Rani? Is my love enough for her? Will I love her more in the years that follow? How much love is too much? Vaibhav told me that I give him 'coughter' (laugh + cough). Is that even a thing? Are we making up things as we grow?

Dennis & Manoshi have a lovely daughter and I think she madly loves Rani. Their daughter doesn't seem to really love me. Will that make me love her less. I love that little girl. She is a daughter that I would love to have someday. Will I have a daughter? Will i have a son? My mother only wanted to have a daughter. She ended up giving birth to two sons. Despite that, she loves me and my brother, like only she can.

It has been an amazing day, today. I finally told Rani that I loved the documentary film that she made. Rani is really awesome, she has made me Peshawari dal that I would kill for. I would kill for Rani. Will she kill for me? Will Dennis kill for Manoshi? Will Vaibhav kill for Preeti? What does love mean? Will love make you kill? Who will you kill for? I will perhaps kill Gautham V. Menon for making VTV.

Too many questions. Very few answers. Just a realisation that I love Rani. I think she is awesome. I love combing her hair. Is that stupid? I felt love while combing her hair. Who knows love the best? I think I do. Do you know what love is? I felt love when Satya wishes a happy birthday to Vidya. I felt love when I got compliments for my Raanjhanaa review. Is that love? 

WHAT IS LOVE? DO YOU KNOW? I THINK I DO. SHARE YOUR STORY WITH ME.

Jo tujhe jaanta na ho, us se tera naam poochhna, yeh mujhe kya ho gaya?

or

Yaad hai peepal ke jiske ghane saaye they, hum ne gilehri ke jhoothe mattar khaaye they...

           

A slit in my heart

A Keyrun Rao original

I never really knew what it was to share a meal
Could you please tell me what's the big deal?
I never knew that coffee could smell so special
Tell me what other ailments can it really heal?

When the train left the station, I cried for a while
Without you beside me dunno how can I smile
Come back before I do something so really silly
For you I am gonna walk a few thousand miles

Wish to live so that I can hold you in my arms,
Make you go aww & feel that you were mine
I belong to you just as much as a rose to thorns
When you are around, I have always felt fine

Coming back in a heartbeat is a thing that they say
But I just know that you'll just be too far-far away
I can't wait to see you run back into my longing arms
I can only say for sure that it will be a very happy day

You gave a slit in my heart that I never really wanted
A pain in my soul that I could have ever really managed
You left me when all I really wanted was only you
Tonight here I am left alone just feeling really damaged


Coming back in a heartbeat is a thing that they say
But I just know that you'll just be too far-far away

I only wish to cuddle up, kiss you and be close to you

I don't care if it is really a night or a bloody shiny day!