WAKE ME UP WHEN SEPTEMBER BEGINS.....

I wish I could turn the tide of the time flowing, hold it in the safe havens of the folds of my palms and sneak a look at it whenever I wanted, but I know it’s just a wishful thinking. Time will fly and fly as if it doesn’t care. It’ll lend me that Hyena smile making me yearn for the beautiful days gone by and make me turn sides in my sleep missing those beautiful moments. How many times does it happen that we want to live a moment forever and live our lives as it was the only moment left? For me the first day of September was such a day. A day when I wished I were lost, I wished the time had stopped and wished whole my life was spent in searching my existence in her beautiful and dreamy eyes. A day when I wished to hold her hands, wished to gaze into her eyes for eternity, wished to hug her like there were no tomorrow and wished to take her to the stars, never to return again.

Hey! ‘Dreamy Eyes’ there’s some magical addiction about you. Though I feel sane and sober, yet I am addicted to you. I am addicted like a paranoid is addicted to his fears. I know I am addicted, but I can’t help. And I love this addiction. I love the feeling of being dependent on you. I love the way I feel like a child when I am with you and I love the way you have been firing my imagination and creativity. With my eyes closed, my heart silent, my dreams numb, my lips shivering, my mind calm and my words blank, I want to profess my love to you. I want to shout to the world that I am drunk in the madness of your love and I want to express my gratitude to you for trusting me, for holding my hands, for letting me wave your hairs and for that magical parting ‘Hug’, the feeling of which refuses to go away. Hey!! 1st September, I’ll never forget you.

Twisting the words of that lovely ‘GREENDAY’ song, my lines now become, “Wake me up when September begins”. Till then let me sleep, let me dream and let me realize that I am in love. And once again I have for you, like I always do some words that sprang out of the emotions you sowed into me. This one too for you, with “Arms wide open…..”

“Ab har aarzoo apni, tum se hi hai,
Aur hai har muskaan tum hi se;
Har subah ki roshni mein tum hi ho;
Aur hai har shaam tum hi se.

Har hawa ke jhaunke mein hai teri khusboo,
Aur har pehli baarish mein teri yaad;
Har gujarte pal mein dhoondhta hoon teri aahat,
Aur sunoon har mehfil mein teri baat.

Sochta hoon kabhi akele mein,
Kyon mile mujhe tum is tarah;
Phir yoon hi khayal sa aata hai kabhi,
Shayad hogi is aarzoo ki bhi kuch wazah.

Kyon chalta raha akele hi mein itne din,
Kyon har mod pe dhoondhi maine khamoshi;
Shayad tere aane ki tammana thi mujhe,
Ya phir thi ye tere intezaar ki madhoshi.

Ab jab tumhein dekhta hoon itne kareeb,
Kuch anjaani si jhijhak mehsoos hoti hai;
Dil toh bahut karta hai kuch kehne ko,
Par lafzoon ki kamin se mehsoos hoti hai.

Darta bhi hoon apni is aarzoo se,
Aur chahata bhi hoon ek zindagi tere saath;
Ehsaas hai mujhe ki kho bhi sakti hai yeh aarzoo,
Aur choot bhi sakta hai is bheed mein tera haath.

Agar kal tum chale jaaoge kisi or,
Yeh zindagi bikhar si jaayegi;
Sapne toh phir bhi hoon shayad mere paas,
Par un sapnoon ki aarzoo chali jaayegi…..
Un sapnoon ki aarzoo chali jaayegi…..