Lets fall in love for few days : Part I

Tapas was a bank employee & was on on a training, at bank’s training center Lucknow. On his first day when he was moving his eyes to scan girls around in the training he spotted Somya, the most beautiful girl among others attending the training. She was sitting at the first row and Tapas was at the last bench, carrying further the phenomena of his scholar hood but for the first time he felt the urge to sit in the front row right on the vacant seat to the left of her. Sometime when nature wants you to move ahead in a path it has paved for you, it makes luck favor you, so here his eyes located a familiar face exactly on the right seat of her. Kiran was sitting beside her and Tapas had an acquaintance with her, it was a chance to be taken and he was not of those who miss opportunities. He occupied the vacant seat which had brought him a bit closer to Somya. Hello ma’am, he greeted Kiran. Hey, nice to see you here. She as well responded warmly. Meanwhile Somya’s eyes were adrifting right & left, feeling little uncomfortable. Kiran & Tapas could not notice the pains they were causing to her & continued catching up with each other; Somya finally agitated and asked Kiran if she wanted to exchange seats with her, in a bit agitated tone. “Hey please be seated and I will try to be a nice company, I promise.” Tapas broke the ice between them. “Thanks, but I am taught not to believe on strangers.” Replied Somya Playfully. “Hi! I am tapas.. Tapas Verma from Nainital and posted at our Haldwani branch at present.” He introduced himself & offered his hand for a friendly handshake. “Hello! I am Somya.. Somya Sharma form Lalpur and posted at our Rudrapur main branch at present.” Replied Somya imitating the manner & tone of Tapas, while shaking hands with Tapas and maintaining an eye contact. The conversation had taken off but landed abruptly as the trainer entered the class. They both were equally witty & were good at making friends and they had 12 days to spend together so the possibility of some fun was due. During the lecture when talking was not allowed Tapas nudged her to show “I think, we are stranger no more, right?” written on his writing pad and Somya blinked her eyes and wore a mild smile to confirm the friendship, she definitely liked the unique way of Tapas asking her for the friendship.

call me devil or ready my coffin

oh Lord! call me devil or ready my coffin,
I wanna own my soul and I will,
shading tears in solitude I prefer,
serving morons can never.

agony all around, engulfing innocence,
battling the conflicting mind among pains
all that was eternal are being challenged,
confront me or take life out of me,
stubborn I am, will remain same thee.

all your power and ego, I boycott,
without war how to decide Almighty?
let the swords swing & sing the glory,
Master you are and I wanna be,
Hey God; call me devil or ready my coffin.

Ultimate Rap

Teri galli ab mei chod chuka,
Aanso sare tere ab jhel chuka,
tune khele jo bhi khel
Wo bhi mein khel chuka
Ab dekhu mujhe kaise satayegi tu?
Mana dus ko aur fasayegi tu,

mera kuch naiyo jata,
O! mera kuch naiyo jata
pachtayegi tu.....

Bahut ho chuka pyar,
Ab Hogi takrar,
Tu rah taiyaar!
Tere kisse sabko sunaunga mein
Tera cehra sabko dikhaunga mein
Jhanse mein aur na aaunga mein

Tu hai kya, O! tu hai kya?
lak guni acchi pataunga mein
Meri duniya se nikal ja tu
ye baat fate ki, smajh ja tu....

Teri galli ab mein chod chuka
Tere pyar ki, O! Tere Pyaaar ki
Baatein saari bhul chuka

O! Terri.. Galli.. Ab... Mein... Chod... Chuka

~Amit Renwi~

Rage! Within the heart

Rage! Rage! Rage! Within the heart

 Each possesses a world, Ha! Faux pas.
Heaven to Hell, Darkness prevailed
Races yearning for bright sunshine.

Rage! Rage! Rage! Within the heart
Doom seems cheeseparing, mayhem
Sandy, Neelam, tsunami are legates
Hope terminated, Death-awe, all humdrum!

Rage! Rage! Rage! Within the heart
Conceit surging, naivety is impotent
Emotions are slaves, alacrity cavort
Almighty!  Ablaze the Flak, I evoke!

Ha Ha! You nitwitted and silly child
Illusion, re-start assumed destruction,
Let pass the wicked winter, wait!
Coming-forth the shining summer.

Fear not! All in the dominance.
Bizarre and a relishing Game,
Incomprehensible my fashions
But the illumination is eternal
And shall prevail.

Rage! Rage! Rage was in heart.
contradiction gone and mind calm.

The Magic of Shayari

Ek purani tasveer teri sanam, aaj aa gayi nazron ke samne ....
Na Dard naya tha na hi naya tha Gam...
naya hai ye fasana...
Na Tu kam ziddi na kam teri tasveer Zalim...


Bahane kai the tere paas mujhse door jane ke,,,
Gila nahi halaton se,,
ki Ye khata bhi meri thi,,,,
Ik adad wajah na de paya tujhe sath rahne ki.....


Zine de mujhe meri zindagi mere dhag se E-Khuda!,,,,
Ki sahi aur Galat ka hisab tere ghar hi kar lenge...