A promise

I am no immortal to
promise you undying love.
I am no saint to
promise you sacrifices.
But know this my love,
This is me,
old, tired and thin
promising to be there until I breathe.

Yahi hota pyar hai kya

Javed Akhtar:
nind ke baadalon ke pichhe hain
muskuraata huwa koyi chehara
chehare par bikhari ek reshami latt
sarsaraata huwa koyi aanchal
aur do aankhein hairaan haira si

tera banega woh jo, tera nahi hai 
aye dil bata kyun tujko, itna yakin hai 
mere dil-e-beqkaar
haan dil-e-beqkaar
yahi hota pyaar hai kya
mere dil-e-beqkaar
haay
yahi hota pyaar hai kya
mere dil-e-beqkaar
yahi hota pyaar hai kya

Javed Akhtar:
nind ke baadalon ke pichhe hain
ek mulaakaat
ek haseen lamha
jheel ka thehara thehara sa paani
ped par chehchahaati ek chidiyaan
baagh mein khilate nanhe nanhe phool
khubsurat labon ki narm si baat

khwaabon mein koyi kyun hai yuun rehta
aye dil tu kyun mujhe hain yeh kehta
woh mera rasta bhi hai, aur woh hi manzil 
woh mera sagar bhi hai, aur woh hi saahil
kaisi bata yeh betaabiyaan hain
hum chalte chalte aye kahaan hain
dil-e-beqkaar
yahi hota pyaar hai kya 
mere dil-e-beqkaar
haay
yahi hota pyaar hai kya
mere dil-e-beqkaar
yahi hota pyaar hai kya

Javed Akhtar:
nind ke baadalon ke pichhe hain
dopaher ek pili pili si
lohe ki thandak ke lehje mein
tuta aaina, udate kuchh kaagaj
kirchon kirchon bikhrata ek mandar
palkon pe jhil-milaata ek aansu
ghehara sannata, shor karata huwa
nind ke baadalon ke pichhe hain

sunta hoon mein teri yeh dastaan
simmte ki ek din to yeh dooriyaan
pal mere tum mein dil koyi nahi hai 
tere zidd mein aye dil sadd afreen hai 
kyun yeh junoon hai, kya zustju hai
aakhir tujhe kyun, yeh aarzoo hai
dil-e-beqkaar
yahi hota pyaar hai kya 
mere dil-e-beqkaar
haay
yahi hota pyaar hai kya
mere dil-e-beqkaar
yahi hota pyaar hai kya

Jab we met..again

And we met one day 
you were surprised, i was shocked.. 
you smiled, i shrugged. 
“Long time” 
“yeah” 
and a silence followed. 


Last time, your silence had broken me 
this time, you broke the silence. 
“I have to go, he would be waiting.” 
“Ah, sure. I hope we meet again… 
somehow, somewhere” 
We parted our ways again, 
but with a goodbye and smile, 
oh really? 

We could have talked, 
about our lives without each other, 
or rather about.. 
how you landed in this city again. 
or rather about.. 
old buddies and good old times. 

No, not really.. 
how can we become so casual, 
after all that had happened. 

But we could have said something else 
on weather, winds, sun, countries… 
Thousands of things 
people talk about 
when they have nothing 
to say to each other. 

But we went away, 
We were ashamed 
of surviving without each other 
for all these goddamn years