1 Aug 2016

कर्मा इस अ बिच...

कभी मज़ाक उड़ाया करते थे अपने गंजे होते दोस्तों का
आज सर और बालों में ये कशमकश सी है की
बाल सफेद पहले  होंगे या सर गंजा पहले होगा...
ये देख बस यही ख़याल आता है की
कर्मा इस अ बिच...

एक समय था खूब टाँग खीचा करते थे
अपने छोटा हाथी यारों की
आज ये आलम है की वेयिंग मशीन का काँटा
दो चक्कर लगा जाता है
साथ में मेरा सर भी चकराता है
बस यही ख़याल आता है की
कर्मा इस अ बिच...

कइयों की इज़्ज़त की फाजीदी कर दी
उनकी भैया की उमर उन्हीं अंकल बुला के
आज हर बचा अंकल बुलाता है
ये सुन दिल खीज जाता है
बस यही ख़याल आता है की
कर्मा इस अ बिच...

एक समय था जब मॅनेजर्स के घुटने टिक्वाता था
आज बच्चे हमारे टिक्वाते हैं घुटने...
कल क्या होगा यह सोच
दिल सहम जाता है
बस यही ख़याल आता है की
कर्मा इस अ बिच...

यारों की जब हुई शादी
जोरू का गुलाम बना गये वो
ऐसी बात सुनाता था
आज खुद बीवी का बैग उठाता हूँ
उसकी एक आवाज़ में भीगी बिल्ली बन जाता हूँ
दिल के अंदर बस सन्नाटा है
बस यही ख़याल आता है की
कर्मा इस अ बिच...

एक सीख बस यही इन लफ़्ज़ों की
औरों का मज़ाक बनाना बहुत ही आसान
पर यह ख़याल हमेशा दिल में रखना की
कर्मा इस सच अ बिच....

31 Jul 2016

ज़िन्दगी का कोई भरोसा नहीं होता!

ज़िन्दगी का कोई भरोसा नहीं होता,
चाहते हैं हम सभी बनना आज़ाद परिंदे,
पर हम सभी हैं बस वक़्त के नुमाइंदे,
हमारा कोई मुक्कमिल मुक्कदर नहीं होता,
ज़िन्दगी का कोई भरोसा नहीं होता ।

ऐसा कहते हैं की,
हाथों की लकीरों में मुक्कदर है लिखा होता,
पढ़ सके जो इन्हें, हुआ नहीं ऐसा कोई इंसा,
ईश्वर ही समझे है इन लकीरों की बारीकीयाँ,
बिन उसकी इजाज़त इस जहान में न कोई हसता न कोई रोता,
ज़िन्दगी का कोई भरोसा नहीं होता

28 Oct 2015

Clockwork si Jindagi

Saalaa...
Clockwork si ho gayi hai jindagi
Ghar aur office ke beech atak ke reh gayi hai jindagi
Deadlines ke wazan tale dab gayi hai jindagi
9 to 9 ke chakkar mein robotic si ho gayi hai jindagi
Har kaam ho Gaya hai mechanical
BAs yahi hai Mann Mein Ki Friday nahin hai kal
Fir socha Ki kya hi fark padta hai weekend bhi 9-9 he jo karna hai...
Saalaa...
Clockwork si ho gayi hai jindagi

Bada mazaa aaya!

Saade 5 ki jagah 11 PE ghar aaya
Bada mazaa aaya!
Family Ko aaj fir time nahin de paya
Bada mazaa aaya!
20 ka burger, 90 mein paya
Bada mazaa aaya!
Manager ne aaj fir hukm chalaya
Bada mazaa aaya!
Hawa ki jagah pollution hee paya
Bada mazaa aaya!
Kaam mein nahin laga Mann to Dilbert mein lagaya
Bada mazaa aaya!
High paying job ke chakkar mein jeevan gawaya
Bada mazaa aaya! Bada mazaa aaya!

20 Oct 2015

I A TREE

You know that if re-birth were true
In my next what I would wanna be?
Just make a wild guess or Close your eyes
and tell me what you see...

I don't know what you saw but
I would definitely be a tree
Rooted to a spot, and yet so free,
To feel the Sweet November breeze,
From my pointy green leaves...

I am sure that I would be a tree
Touching that lovely Vanilla Sky
With all its hues
With my branches high...

Yup, I would definitely be a tree
With all the nests on my shoulders
And with my roots growing everyday
Strong and Bolder...

I am sure that I would be a tree
For the nectar sweet
and my flowers abound
A honeycomb will always be around...

Yup, I would definitely be a tree
For my fruits with all that ripe
Little young and old alike
Definitely would take a snipe...

I am sure that I would be a tree
Yup, I would definitely be a tree

I close my eyes
And pray to thee
That in my next
Please make me a tree

I open them
To my surprise
I always was and always be
Blooming, Ripe and tall and strong
Rooted still and yet so free
A TREE...

26 Jun 2015

The Poser

The PoserSee in full screen for the Beauty of it :)

Posted by Sachin Jain Photography on Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Happy...In A Sea of Blues...

Happy...In A Sea of Blues...EXIF: D5100 | 50mm | f1.8 | 1/80s | ISO-200 | Spot Metering | No Flash | WB-Auto | Aperture Priority

Posted by Sachin Jain Photography on Wednesday, June 24, 2015

11 May 2014

A Place called HOME

Where blows warm breeze of the lake
and carries with it smell of Mom's home-made cake...
Where the pillow fights with siblings took place
and also the silly card games with Kings & Queens & Ace...
Where the always watching eye of my father is
and so is my mother's warm hug...
Where always the sun shines & stars glitter
and the memories of yester do linger...
Where nobody loses and everybody wins
and all is truth and all are kin...
It's no Taj Mahal nor a beautiful dome
But my soul finds peace there
A Place called HOME...

21 Mar 2013

So close yet so far...

So close yet so far,
through the door ajar...

A little light is seeping,
opportunities are peeping...

I try to grab them with both my hands,
they slip through my fingers like dry sand...

Every single day,
to my dismay...

I try to make ends meet,
In the end am left with just tired feet...

Count your blessings is what they say,
Easier said than done in life's ballet...

I spread my arms and keep on waiting,
looking on with weary eyes...

For some blessings not in disguise,
for sunny mornings and deep blue skies...
for golden sunsets and full moonrise,
Listening to the sayings wise...

I spread my arms and keep on waiting,
looking on with weary eyes...

So close yet so far,
through the door ajar...

A tiny little light is seeping...

8 Mar 2013

Problems of this Life is what I think...

Problems of this Life is what I think...
Staring at the ceiling without a blink...
All the hard work has gone down the drain...
Those long hours & weekend have gone in vain...
Money has become this life's marrow...
This race has made us shallow...

Problems of this Life is what I think...
Staring at the ceiling without a blink...
"Blue screen of death" is what I want...
No Work to do and all fun around...
Why should I work for a funny ass clown...
Why should I keep my expectations down...

Problems of this Life is what I think...
Staring at the ceiling without a blink...
EQ doesn't matter, nor do feelings...
In the end this leaves you squealing...
Like a swine... in a closed cage...
Who has to take the inhuman shot.. despite all the rage...

Problems of this Life is what I think...
Staring at the ceiling without a blink...