Bahut Khoobsurat ho tum..

hai phoolon ki daali yeh baahein tumhari
hai khamosh jaadoo nigahein tumhari
jo kaante ho sab, apne daaman mein rakh loon
sajaoon mein kaliyon se raahe tumhari
nazar se zamaane ki khud ko bachana
kisi aur se dekho dil na lagaana
ki meri amaanat ho tum
bahot khoobsoorat ho tum

hai chehra tumhara ki din hai sunehra
aur us par yeh kaali ghataon ka pehra
gulaabon se nazook mehekta badan hai
yeh lab hai tumhare ki khilta kanwal hai
bikheron jo zulfein to sharmaye badal
yeh zahid bhi dekhe to ho jaye paagal
woh paakeeza moorat ho tum
bahot khoobsoorat ho tum

jo banke kali muskuraati hai aksar
shab-e-hijr mein jo rulaati hai aksar
jo lamhon hi lamhon mein duniya badal de
jo shayir ko de jaye pehlo ghazal ke
chupaana jo chahye chupayi na jaye
bhulana jo chahe bhulayi na jaye
woh pehli mohabbat ho tum
bahot khoobsurat ho tum

bahot khoobsoorat ho tum
kabhi mein jo kehdoon, mohabbat hai tumse
to mujhko khudaara… ghalat mat samajhna
ki meri zaroorat ho tum
bahot khoobsoorat ho tum

– Tahir Faraz –


Mohabbat ke baad mohabbat mumkin hai faraz. 
Magar toot ke chahna sirf ek baar hota hai…


About Arun Mishra

“We often becomes what we believes ourself to be. If I keep on saying to myself that I cannot do a certain thing, it is possible that I may end by really becoming incapable of doing it. On the contrary, if I have the belief that I can do it, I shall surely acquire the capacity to do it even if I may not have it at the beginning.” SO, “If you put your effort and concentration into playing to your potential, to be the best that you can be, I don't care what the scoreboard says at the end of the game, in my book we're gonna be winners. Because "I feel like my wings are finally coming back. They were broken, and there was a point where I thought I was confined to this earth. But I feel like they're back now. And I'm excited to fly again. And sure, there are going to be bad and tough times. I can easily see them now but that's not a reason to stay on the ground. Everyone has to fall sometime but no matter how long it takes you, you eventually get tired of dragging your feet through the mud, and you get up and find your wings have healed and they ache to fly again. So I'll fly, I'll fall, I'll get back up, and I'll live."
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