Ajeeb Shakhs....

Thanks to an Orkut friend from Pakistan who sent this to me:

Ajeeb shakhs tha kaisa mizaaj rakhta tha..
Saath reh k bhi woh ikhtilaaf rakhta tha..
Main kyun na daad doon uss k fun ki ay logo..
Mere har sawaaal ka pehlay hi jawab rakhta tha..
Woh khud to roshniyon ka baasi tha magar,
Meri andher nagrii ka bara khayal rakhta tha..
Muhabbat to thii ussay kisi aur se shayad..
Ham se to yunhii hansii mazaq rakhta tha..

Trivia:
1) The Arabic term ikhtilaaf denotes taking a different position or course
from that of another person either in opinion, utterance, or action.

My Unbridled Pain

What follows are some feelings that i had some time back which came out in form of  a short poem, mostly its something bad/sad that makes me write...

Written during my stay in g'gaon last year...

Sat down alone, to scribble again.
Vying to subside, my unbridled pain..

Intermittent waves of sadness, are driving me insane.
Forever trying to analyse , but always ending in vain..

Wondering why only on me, does it always rain.
Still not to sure, if it's a boom or a bane.

Hoping to figure out one day, what he was trying to attain.
Dragging my life, with traces of hope that remain

Nothing much has changed yet, i can still relate as much to these lines as i did when i wrote 'em..