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Shayad Tumhe Jaante The

Ok, so this post is dedicated to all those who've not talked to their old friends since a long long time..... 


ज़िन्दगी की राहें 
अगर आगे कभी मिली to
तुमसे हंस के मिलेंगे 
और कहेंगे  
शायद तुम्हे जानते थे | 


शायद तुम मेरे करीब थे 
या शायद मैं औरों से दूर था 
शायद मेरा साथ तुम्हे अच्छा लगता था 
या शायद मैं तुम्हारी बातों का कायल था ...


क्या हुआ था 
ये मैं समझ नहीं पाया 
क्यूँ दूर हुए हम 
ये भी जान नहीं पाया....


मुझे लगा कि तुम कुछ देर रुकोगे 
चलता गया मैं ये सोच कर 
कि थोड़ी ही देर में फिर मिलोगे 


पर ये हो न सका 
शायद तुम भी यही सोच कर  
एक नयी राह पे चले गए 
देर हो गयी जब तक पता चला 
कि तुम्हारा साथ मुझे मिल न सका 


ज़िन्दगी भी आगे बढती गयी 
और वो हम दोनों से कुछ तेज़ चली 
हम खो गए अपनी ही ज़िन्दगी में 
पर ये उम्मीद अभी भी करते हैं 


ज़िन्दगी की राहें 
अगर आगे कभी मिली तो 
तुमसे हंस के मिलेंगे 
और कहेंगे  
शायद तुम्हे जानते थे | 

Comments

  1. wen u gonna write sum lines in punjabi...lol :P

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  2. Thank u... thank u.... :)
    Punjabi? Well, i don't write in a language till i'm quite well versed with it... and m nowhere near that in case of Punjabi,as u very well know... so the onus is upon u to make sure that there are some lines in Punjabi up here... :)

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