Zehni Ayyashi (ज़हनी अय्याशी)

हर कोई परस्पर भिड़ जायेगा । धर्म युद्ध जब छिड़ जायेगा ।। नर मुण्ड पड़े होंगे, लगेगा खूब लड़े होंगे । इक तरफ़ा सुनवाई होगी, अनगिनत रूसवाई  होंगी ।। चेतने का वक़्त जा चुका, पीछे लौटने का अवसर नहीं । आगे बढ़ ओ धर्म योद्धा, उठा फरसा बन परशुराम फिर ।। काट दे अधर्म की डोर, जला दे पाप की नगरी। हर कोई तुझमें मिल जायेगा, धर्म युद्ध जब छिड़ जाएगा ।।

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Tere Ishq ne mujhko Rang dala piya, Ke main Lal hui...Behaal hui. Nazron ne teri mujhe madhosh kiya, Ke main haar gayi..dil haar gayi. Tere Ishq ne.... Mehfil mein yun to sab moujood they, par main jidhar gayi, teri khabar gayi. Tera Aks hai ya tu hai Roo-Ba-Roo, Ke main bawri...teri Bawri. Tere Ishq ne... Din aur raat ka, ab bhed nahi, ke main bhool gayi...sab bhool gayi. Besudh na kaho.. na behosh mujhe, main jaan gayi...ke meri jaan gayi. * Tere Ishq ne...

वो, जो झूठ की धुंध के आर पार है. . .  वो, जो दिमाग के कोलाहल की आखिरी सीमा से भी परे है ! वहां, जहां शाम और रात के बीच एक नयी सुबह होती है, जहाँ एक लम्हा मरता है और दूजा जन्म लेता है !! उन परिंदो की उड़ानों और पंखो के बीच हवा का क़त्ल होते मैंने देखा है ! एक नंगा साधु जो सच को पारिभाषित करता है, एक सांप का बाम्बी से निकलना और चील के हवा में गोता लगाने की ललक !! दूर से आती रोशनी और दूर जाती दिखती है, ये जो ब्रह्माण्ड का विस्तार है, मेरा भी यही आधार है ! पानी है जो ज़मीन और आकाश के बीच का भेद है, मेरे चेतन और अवचेतन मन में शून्य हो जाने का संकेत है! जो अलौकिक प्रकाश तुमसे फूट रहा है, उसे क्या कहु, तुम में रक्त नहीं तुम सिर्फ 'सोच' हो मेरे कपाल की !!

She's a curse....no better no worse. She's only her's....neither song nor verse. She's not complete...and nobody is dying to meet. Who is she, where does she come from, do you care? Or it's just me and my lonely affair...? She's a chaos....chosen to be silent. She's a wizard...in her own asylum. She's a bird....and doesn't expect herself to be heard. Who is she, where does she come from, do you care? Or it's just me and my lonely affair...?

Life itself, is a miracle. We start our lives by knowing none to thousands of other miraculous lives by the end. There's a purpose attached with it, a different motive for every one of us and how miraculous is that. My goal is different from yours. We may know few people in common but ultimately we will lead our lives differently. How it is possible to achieve these billions of goals and correct me if I am wrong, how many of us reach to the so called final destination. I know it requires a lot of courage, guidance, skills, security and motivation to sustain the journey but tell me honestly how many times you actually tried. If I have understood it correctly then I have noticed that I have had given ample of chances by life to accomplish my dreams but I brought my doubts between the two of them. It was me who said 'If', 'But', 'What will happen.' So if I have to blame anyone then it has to be me and nobody else. Life chose beautiful for me, it wanted me...

When it comes to ‘describe yourself’ anywhere online I feel like to log out or to go to the previous menu. As it becomes the most difficult question of my life. How a person can describe himself..? What one should tell? Shall he describe what he feels about himself or he should simply write… what others perceive about him by judging his social-economical conditions, ups and downs or his weird behaviour in parties after getting high on cocktails. Describing self was quite easy until I was Fifteen, either I was happy, sad, angry, gloomy, overjoyed, betrayed, pampered, bored or just mad at someone, so it was easy to answer in few words. But Now If you ask me I will juggle with words. There are no clear thoughts in my mind. I would like to portray an honest picture in front of you, yet! I would like to be kind to myself with words. How honesty and kindness can be gelled together? I don’t remember a single incident when I had filled this column successfully at one go and without re-e...