Thursday, February 18, 2010

Dastan 1400 panno ki....!!!

huan kuch yun, ajeeb tha, gajab tha
hamein utani padi apni kitab
mokka bhi bada sangeen tha,
mausam bhi bada rangeen tha,
kitab thi networks ki,
jisme they hum jaraa kamjor.
aisa na tha ki aata na tha kuch,
bus mauj masti ke alam mein kabhi utha na paye they hum buk,

sessional hote to chod bhi dete ek bar,
per tha semester, kerte bhi kya yaar,
lagai humne theory-- merta bhi kya na kerta ka
kholi apni buk,
kholte hi hua hamara bheje fry.
kehne ko sirf the 4 chapter's per 1400 panno mein vo the ekatrit yaar,
iss tarah mbd se chakraborthy, aur chakroborthy se mbd mein ulje,
ki din se raat, raat se subah ho gai ,
kuch bhi palle na pada hamar.

Hillary bhai ko hui na Everest fatah kerne per itni khushi
jitni hui hame filter aur foster form padne per,
superposition aur laplace ne hila ke rakh dia humein,
per jaise taise course kiya khatm maine

socha kitna acha hota,
khol sakte parisha mein kitab
per kerte bhi kya janab,
na bhaddal aur na ptu rakta tha humse itifaq,

dosto le lo ek salah
agar nahi jagna chahte ho ullu ki tarah,
toh padha karo roj, ache vidyarti ki tarh..!!!!











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2 comments:

  1. heeheee :D Rachit.... OMG OMG!!! Thats funny..its innocent and cute too :D :) Its not a disaster by the way..my hindi isn't so good.. and its good.. :)

    Cheers,

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  2. Tanvi: Thanks... blush.
    I haven't pen down any poem from many days. I started blogging only to give my poems a platform and see over the span of time I left the basic of my blogging...:O

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