Kaise Bhool Jaun Vo baatein Purani... (Part-2)

Jo ab tak likha na, vo ab mein likhunga,
Adhuri batoan ko, mein pura karunga,
Din ko bhi hamne, chand tha dekha,
Ankhon ki sabne, armaan tha dekha,
Kaisi thi jawaani vo kaisi ravaani,

Doston,
Ab sunata hoon tumhe aage ki kahani,

Charche hamare, ab hone lage the,
Bhari class mein bhi, hum ab sone lage the,
Doston se milti thi, jadoo ki jhaapi,
Kudiyaan kehti thi, ab chup ho jaa gappi,

Gappi se ik baat dhyaan mein aayi,
Tomar se jyaada gapein,
sayad aaj tak kisi ne naa lagai,

Banaras ki bano, ko bhi french thi aati,
Ferozabad vaali bhi thi, rajdhani chalati,
Dictionary thi hamari, vo DU kumari,
Chinni ke naam se, jise janati thi duniya saari,
Vo mujh se bhi unchi, mumbai ki suju,
Vo bangal ke bappa ki, chata niraali,
Haryana ki tikadi, bhi thi bahut bigadi,
MP waloan ki tumhe, mein kyaa sunao kahani,
Vrindavan-vaasi, ya kahoon vanvaasi,
Mathura ke gop-goppiyaan, bhi the mast saaki,

Ab jo likh rahan hoon, vo keh na sakoonga,
Kalam ki sayahi bhi to, na keh rahi hai,
To ab khoon ke, katron mein doobo kar,
Kalam se mein ye, vaakaya likh raha hoon,

Vo manhoos din tha, ya kamjor ghadi thi,
Chapan ki aankhen, nam ho chali thi,
Muhabat hui thi, rab ko to un se,
Magar unhe chaahne mein, yahaan bhi kyaa kami thi,
Aaj bhi aap hamari hain, yaadon mein aate,
We miss you uncle G, keh ke hum hain bulate,

Ab tum hi batao kaise bhul jaoon……..

Bhap guru ki entry, bhi kori gap thi bhai,
London waale ne chand pe, thi fasal ugaai,
Zayad sir ne thi, HR padai,
Aur jitu , jaya ma’am ki classes , mein bunk thi lagai,

Parle-G ka trip bhi, suhaana tha yaroan,
Bichuae ka ladna bhi, kaatilaana tha yaaron,
Juniors ka aana bhi, ik bahaana tha yaaron,
Aur vo bhi to kya, ik jamana tha yaaron,

Placement ke liye bhi kiya tha hamne bawaal,
Chairmen sir pe, kain uthe the sawaal,
Sawaalon ke jawab, saayad aaj tak na milen hain,
Vo bhool sakte hain, par hum na bhule hain,

Xams ki raaton, group studiz ka karna,
Candles ki light mein, TP ka padna,
ADI ka adhi raat ko, chai banana,
Vo raat mein aachar sang, chapati ka khana,

Majanoo tha hamara, vo Ankur diwana,
Kosi waali kudi pe, uske dil ka aana,
Uske chakar mein hamara, vo chakar lagana,
Aur end mein us ladki ka, innocent bahana banana,

Dixit ki choice, har season thi badalti,
Kabhi bba to kabhi mba, pe thi fisalti,
Fisalte fisalte, kain jodiyan bani thi,
Par uski finally, kuch kismat hi gadhi thi,

Tina haseena, laxmi thi bai,
Nidhi, gaurav ke, duplicate the sai,
Attitude ki baton pe, hui kayion ki ladai,
Aaj yaad kar ke unhe, mujhe hai hansi aayi,

Hanste hanste, ye safar kat raha hai,
Aur un dino ko soch karke, fir ji raha hai,
Aa jao tum sare, ek baar fir se,
Nai kalam se, ik kahani likhenge,

Kahaniyan bahut si, abhi bhi anchui hain,
Agar waqt mila to, unhe bhi likhoonga,
Magar mere doston, ye dil ne kaha hai,
Ye baatein reh reh ke, hai fir yaad aayi
Can we make this class, once again mere bhai......????

CAN WE........ ..?????
- KIMPUNJABI

“NEED”…. THE MOST SELFISH WORD

Need is a seed of a deed,
A deed, which comes when you scratch that seed,
This is the word which starts smiling,
When somebody feels to be very very selfish,

This place is tragedy, who feel this up,
& same is a comedy, who think this up,
Coz’ emotions have no role, to play,
& if u think everyone have their own, play to play,

Nobody ‘ll call you miss,
If they need you, they ‘ll make it like a bliss,
Personalities are not, so simple n straight,
You don’ know whoz, playing their game,

This a word, which starts with negative n endz with death,
So don’ say ‘NEED’, till your las’ breath,
This word is so, mean to mean,
& it’ll play with you, upto itzz extreem,

Sometimes it lookes, so pretty n sweet,
When a lover say, you are so cute,
NEED is their, behind the screen,
As he says,” I don’ sleep, without your dreams”,

Itz more cruel when comes, b/w frnz n fell,
n you don' even know, how big is this hell,
you do the favors, upto an extent,
but the NEED is BIG, n you can’t expand,

As it enters, your professional life,
Your boss is your, so mean called wife,
His Demands are always, huge & wide,
You don’ say no, coz he NEED your side,

Sometimes in life you feed, to succeed,
& this is also, due to this bloody NEED,
This word has, always the character to mislead,
So, my dear friendz, juss avoid the need of this NEED,

- KIMPUNJABI
(Punjabi by birth bt Pahadi by Heart)

THE THINGS WHICH ME WANNA FORGET

There are something deep and dark,
I think I had done something wrong,
Always why me regret after done,
Is there anything making ma fun,

The doors are always open and wide,
Then why I am searching for some windows side,
Again and again repeatedly the same,
Now me wanna forget the pastly drain,

I am as a whole looking ma self,
Talking the same as I can,
Mysteries are many solution is one,
Then why I don’ understand the same,

There are few words, to say,
Few are the alphas, ma way,
Unable to express, myself every time,
I think I am adjusting, time to time,

But still I am happy, what I am,
When I see in a mirror, I can hang,
To watch the eyes, is not so easy,
But I think I am, still too busy,

Juss waiting for the time, to turn ma side,
Me don’ wanna be a looser, which make me hide,
Hidden is the self, which I don’ like,
Why the people around me, don’ understand the same,

To making one fool, Is not sounds so cool,
So, why people still doing the trool,
Me don’ wanna be like that, never and ever,
Becoz I have something, inherited from ma father,

I know the stars, still struggling midway,
But, struggling stars, to be a superstar one day,
This is the way I think and do,
But people around me always,.. why do so do.??





I am juss OK, the word from me,
But I know the actually, what is the pain,
There are some questions, you never have the answers,
So, why I have to explain, the same to all,
Is am making me, that much small,

The thing is that I am not lying,
And the thing is that I don’ know, why I am doing,

Never hurts the emotions of anyone,
Becoz, it hurts hurts so hard,
Making no sound, destroying every aspect,
My dear friend still learn to respect,

Its not so hard, nor too tough,
Juss smile once, and it’ll do the rest,

I am still thinking, Is I am Ok..???
Or the things, around me are OK….
Becoz, out of these, one is wrong,
Which is making, an unpleasant sound,
A sound, which I unable to hear up,
Which always resist, ma morale to gear up,

A son of a soldier, never lie,
He can die, but never fly,
The respect which I have, within me,
I don’ wanna loose it, like a flee,

I think I have done nothing wrong,
But these are the things which me wanna forget,
But these are the things which me wanna forget,


- Punjabi (Sunil)