For my friends...

कुछ अरसा हुआ हाथ मिलाये हुए,

तेरी ज़िन्दगी में तो थे… 

पर कुछ अरसा हुआ तेरे पास आये हुए 

कुछ अरसा हुआ बातों के ताने-बाने बुने,

हाल तो रोज़ ही पता चला.... 

पर  कुछ अरसा हुआ हाल सुनाये हुए 

कुछ अरसा हुआ घंटों की  गिलौरी से पेट भरे,

लम्हे तो इधर उधर हमने खूब चखे .. 

पर कुछ अरसा हुआ वक़्त का स्वाद लिए .. 

आज निकला हूँ दौड़ धूप से दूर ,

तो तेरा दर पेहला खटखटाया .. 

चलो फिर से दोस्त मेरे साथ मेरे  रास्तों पे .. 

कुछ अरसा हुआ मुझे मंज़िल से भटके हुए 

When I am what I am

Its just sometimes that I stop
and look around me...
what I am passing through or what I missed

Its just sometimes that I need
That minute of the day
when I count all the moments that I tread

Its just sometimes that I wish
Time was in my hands
rather than just a watch to see that it slipped

Its just sometimes that I see
The reasons that brought a smile to my face
were the ones I usually left unbothered

Its just sometimes that I find
that spark which lit my eyes years ago
Which I thought long back had died

Its just sometimes and only sometimes
I slip back in time or move ahead...
To live the memories or those times that may come
And its these times and only these times
that I am what I am...