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Dedicated to:
Gulzar Saab
and to all guys wih a computer screen who are the inspiration behind this piece


कल रात तुम्हारे online आने का इंतज़ार करता रहा
बोझिल आँखें तुम्हारी बत्ती के green होने की आस देखती रहीं

बात तो वैसे कुछ ख़ास नहीं थी
पार बात तो फ़िर भी करनी थी
दिन कैसे बीता, जब चोट लगी -- क्यों हँसा,
यही सब कहनी थी

दो बार "thr" भी मारा, सोचा कहीं "always-idle" तो नहीं
कोई reply नहीं आया तो सोचा की अब यही सही

शायद आज तुम्हारा mood नहीं था
४ बजे वाला कोहरा भी घिर आया था
मैं आँखें मूँद नींद का इंतज़ार करता रहा
कल रात तुम्हारे online आने का इंतज़ार करता रहा

इन बोझिल आंखों को तुमसे chat करने की आदत सी हो गई है.

Do follow up to the jugalbandi

And for those whose Hindi font is not working:

Kal raat tumhare online aane ka intezaar karta raha
bojhil aankhen tumharee batti ke green hone ki aas dekhti rahi.n

baat to waise kuchh khaas nahi thi
par baat to fir bhi karni thi
din kaise beeta, jab chot lagi -- kyun hansa
yahi sab kahni thi

do baar "thr" bhi maara, socha kahin "always-idle" to nahi.n
koi reply nahi.n aaya to, socha ki ab yahi sahi

shayad aaj tumhara mood nahi.n tha
4 baje wala kohra bhi ghir aaya tha
main aankhen moond neend ka intezaar karta raha
kal raat tumhare online aane ka intezaar karta raha

in bojhil aankhon ko tumse chat karne ki aadat si ho gayi hai.



Jugalbandi:
Since a couple of comments to this blog were poetic, and I made a poetic reply as well, I thought i would include them all as extension to this piece.

Avinash wrote:
pata nahi kyun tumse hi bat karne ka dil tha
janta hoon ham sirf dost hain aur kuch nahi
lekin fir bhi bas intezar karta raha

My reply:
Duniya ke jaalim dastoor bhi ajeeb hain
kaise kaise yaar, kaise kaise raqeeb hain
yahan yeh dil guftgoo ko bekaraar hai
aur ek woh hain jinhe somwaar ka intezaar hai

Anonymous wrote:
mujhe maaf kar dena jo main kal nahi aa paayi..
uljhi thi kuch kaamo me samay tumhe nahi de paayi..

tum soye nahi..kehte ho intazaar karta raha..
mera dil bhi itni vyastata me tumhe yaad karta raha..

My reply:
vyastata mein ulajhi ho ya ulajhano.n mein vyast ho
ek teri yaad ne neend mein khone na diya
aur tum bhi mujhe yaad karti rahi -- inkaar kar nahi sakta
tumhari in hichkiyon ne hi to sone na diya

Sneha wrote:
woh intezaar hi kya jise subah kaa aasra ho...
woh khamoshi hi kya jo bheer mein na goonje...
dil se kuch yun pukaar mere dost ki majboor ho jaaye woh sunne ko...
honsla na haar ek baar fir ping maar ke dekh mere dost...

My reply:
chand ke shor aur suraj ki khamoshi ke beech
apne hosh aur unki madhoshi ke beech
ham aaj bhi usi orange batti ko nihaar rahe hain
aur har doosre ghante unhe ping maar rahe hain

Comments

  1. kuch likha hain

    1 aur line :

    pata nahi kyun tumse hi bat karne ka dil tha
    janta hoon ham sirf dost hain aur kuch nahi
    lekin fir bhi bas intezar karta raha

    yo yo mango rocks

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  2. shit, this is like exactly what I think :O

    and dont give me that we are more alike than you think line now :x

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  3. mujhe maaf kar dena jo main kal nahi aa paayi..
    uljhi thi kuch kaamo me samay tumhe nahi de paayi..

    tum soye nahi..kehte ho intazaar karta raha..
    mera dil bhi itni vastata me tumhe yaad karta raha..

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  4. this looks like a prayer to a prayer.. if you know what I mean

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  5. awsome yaar........

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  6. very nice !!![:)]

    waise do visit http://bhoolbhuliya.blogspot.com/

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  7. ....
    aap aakar chale na jaye, fifa bhi na khel saka..
    Sent at 2:43 AM on Sunday
    tumhari list me neeche na ho jau, ek dafa bhi "idle" na hua
    Sent at 4:15 AM on Sunday
    kaash aap aa jate..
    Sent at 7:00 AM on Sunday
    kaash aap aa jaate
    Mango has left the conversation..
    Mango is offline..

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  8. woh intezaar hi kya jise subah kaa aasra ho...
    woh khamoshi hi kya jo bheer mein na goonje...
    dil se kuch yun pukaar mere dost ki majboor ho jaaye woh sunne ko...
    honsla na haar ek baar fir ping maar ke dekh mere dost...
    Yo man GO!!!

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  9. @avinash (pessimist)
    thanku thanku
    congrats for getting the tone of the piece
    for the record this is not a romantic desperation thingy ... this one is just about habits ... summed up in the last line ... aadat si ho gayi hai

    @myth
    not just we two ... aise case mein to we are all alike

    @anon
    now here is a comment which came out of the blue ... so will the author of this comment please stand up :)
    waise a really sweet reply ... after all the best reason is being busy

    @phaedrus
    again if i had known who you are ...
    thanks for awesome

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  10. @harsha
    i am believer and hence I pray ... if YOU know wat i mean??

    @raju
    raju appreciating hindi poetry ... mera likhna safal ho gaya

    @gomzee
    shukriya ... shukriya
    bas aise hi visit karte rahiye

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  11. @palkush
    dude ... perhaps the aweksomest comment ... thanku thanku thanku ...
    and i can totally understand the fifa thingy :) it goes likes
    [FIFA DND]

    @sneha
    chand ke shor aur suraj ki khamoshi ke beech
    apne hosh aur unki madhoshi ke beech
    ham aaj bhi usi orange batti ko nihaar rahe hain
    aur har doosre ghante unhe ping maar rahe hain

    @apurv (fullbloodprince)
    ab mere jaisa likhne wala aur aapke jaise padhne wale honge to poem aur comment dono hi awesome honge na !!!

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  12. and yes .. a reply to my anonymous admirer is due

    vyastata mein ulajhi ho ya ulajhano.n mein vyast ho
    meri neend mein intezaar ho ya intezaar mein neend ho
    mujhe tum yaad karti rahi -- inkaar kar nahi sakta
    tumhari hichkiyon ne hi to mujhe sone na diya

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  13. mast hai bhai....for the first time m seeing comments that are sumthing more than just praise...Anonymous n Sneha(whoever they are) rock :)

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  14. kabhi google kabhi yahoo se bulate ho..
    har sunday tum keyboard par hi so jaate ho...

    baki din tumhe time nahi milta...
    MANGO tum yaad bahut aate ho..

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  15. umda likha hai... shabhaash [:P]

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  16. dost somwaar mangalwar purane jamane ki bat hain
    kabootar dalkiya gaye waqt ki yad hain
    ab somwaar ki jagah green light ka intezaar hain
    kaboootar ya dakiya ki jagah ping ka intezaar hain

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  17. yep we have all been there.... somehow i feel tht gtalk is yet another tool tht the fairer species wield to tantalise and torture the Y chromosome yielding poor simple beings.... way to go!!!

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  18. Ping marat marat abb bhor bhayi
    rahi tu na ghabrana..

    par, jiski raah tu dekhat hai..
    aajkal woh hamse chat karat hai..

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  19. @dead man: Yes it has been kind of an unique commenting series.

    @anon: ... ek aur anon message ... kitne anon messages track karoon ... all i knw about u is that u are a vista user running firefox on a 1280*800 reso.
    Mujhe yaad karne ke liye thanku ... but naam to bata dete

    @Mangu: Yooooooo. Aapka comment padh ke to ekdum tempo aa jaata ahi likhne ka ... waise aap kyon wirter block mein fanse hain ... kuchh likhiye

    @avinash: abe ab apne blog ke liye kuchh lines bacha le

    @souvik: i know .. we have all been there done that ... those who havent .. you will be there and do that

    @soni: tu bas apne chats pe dhyaan de ... meri raat aur bhor ki chinta chhod :)

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