Mr. Handsome in America

After 2 months in LA, I saw the first really good looking white American male. (I know I am being politically incorrect here but anyway). This happened in one of the libraries in my college. Oh, was he good looking! He wore a black suit and had very intelligent looking gray eyes. He was holding a phone and talking to someone and I wished that someone was me. This is the first time any man has made me look at him more than once!!! Hehe...But that ends there.... Oh but he was one heck of a beauty! No harm in appreciating beauty!

Amavas

Ghor Amawas aati hai
uske saath tum wapis aa jaate ho,
tum jaakar wapis kyun aate ho?

Ya toh raho
Ya toh jao,
Aa jaake kyun mujhe mujhise kaat te ho?

Badlaav mein bhi sthirta hoti hai,
tumhaare badlaav mein sirf badlaav hai
sirf rang hai...ghor amawas sa kaala pan nahi
ya din si safedi nahi...bas alag alag rang

karvat mein bhi sapna zinda rehta hai,
par tumhaari neend mein sirf karvat hai
sirf rang hai...ghor amawas sa kaala pan nahi
ya din si safedi nahi...bas alag alag rang

kal...

kal ki khudgarjee hai ki itni jaldi aata hai...
har pal ki majburi hai ki ruk nahi paata hai,
mai toh fir bhi ruk jaun tere liye..
par mera naseeb teri aahat ke liye ruk nahi paata hai....


khwaab mein milti hoon apne ateet se
kuchh halki chahton ko jeeti hoon,
khul ke muskurati hoon apne aks ko dekh ke....
par yeh aks mujhe nahi dekh paata hai...