एक रात की बात

एक अजीब सी दास्तां है ये 
ये किसका आसमान है ये 
टिम-टिमाते हैं तारे यहाँ 
चाँद क्यों परेशान है ये 
ढूंढ़ता है कोई खुद को कहीं 
दुनिया उसकी कभी थी ही नहीं
अरमानों के पुल जलाके
शायद बचे निशान कहीं
रात का समुन्दर ले आता है
जाने कैसे-कैसे याद कई
तैर चलो तुम बादलों पर
मिल जाए शायद वो फिर वहीँ
गूंजता सा है कुछ पहाड़ों में
उसकी आवाज़ फिर है नयी
भूलता भी तो कैसे मैं
थामा था उसने यहीं !

Mirrors for then and now

I must have had an exaggerated influence on musicians. They’ve made songs for all my moods!

Life has strictly been designed for discomfort, deal with pleasure.

Each time I fell in love, it seemed like the last time. The last time I did, it was the first time!

The beauty of each lie is its discerning nature.

I have stopped drinking again. Again, everyday!

If there’s a thing I cannot resist, it’s the lure of the mountains.

You know that you are a part of each of  my random musings. Don’t you?

I had written myself off a long time ago. This is re-writing!

Every woman is a song. A sad one!

I made peace with my losses. Now I have lost them.

It is all a well-fabricated conspiracy. You are always the perpetrator!

Liars and lovers. Such a thin line!

Tell me not to do it and it shall be done!

The trouble I may have always had, could be this mind.

I said I would always love her. She thought I would always ‘be in love’ with her!

I had many friends. Now I know a lot of people.

I don’t know if I’ve turned my back on temptations or they turned their backs on me.

There must be 2 kinds of people. People who carry their lives. People who are carried by their lives. I am the third kind.

It's insulting to be called knowledgeable. Heaps of information being confounded for intelligence!

There’s always this staggering amount of well-wishers who don’t wish you well.

The time for divine-sycophancy seems ripe!

By the way, I see through you, I always did.

Will this continue? Let's see!