Just Another Stupid Love Story

great story..somehow u were able to portray it with maturity rather then a little boys experiment or coming of age...i had a teacher called miss rabia.....your miss rabbia is desirable enuf too...the babur fouzia twist was great and so was the mesmerizing wrist

funny thing .. past sucks doesnt it

Love..and the things it makes one do...

Simply written but touches the heart!

WoW!

simply awesome! loved it. these are the kinds of stories that make me come back to chowk.

u write very well...good vocab, good expression. etc etc :)
fiz

Nice, very nice.

Amazing

dost-mittar: Nobody mentioned my most favorite song by Rafi. It is ``jab jab bahar aayi aur phool muskaraey-mujhey tum yaad aaye`` from movie jab jab phool khiley.

Manna Dey: ``yeh hichki sharab ki naheeN hay dosto`` and ``nadia chaley chaley re dhara....``

Dear Farzana,

Hello.I express the same sentiments in whatever humble way they can be magnified.It has been great to talk to you, and i liked the sound of the ``click ``!! :)

We must keep the momentum of our interracts going :)

take care, may i have your e-m address if you dont mind ? it would be lovely to touch base even outside the confined premises of ``Chowk ``, however meanwhile we will stay in touch here InshaAllah.

Urstruly : Thank you very much for lending us your board, [as Farzana has earlier put it] at our total free disposal !! This truly has been a fun interract , really have enjoyed it very much .Do keep writing , as I really enjoy your posts !

Take care ,Live Long , stay Happy :)

love,

sa :)

Dear Shirin:

Thanks for expressing your support. And indeed for the wonderful `conversations`. Hope to do so again, some other place. The verses were beautiful. What Aesha posted too... You were wondering where you could post just poetry. From what I gather here, anyone posts anything at all anywhere! I think you could choose the `softer` boards, though I feel it would be wonderful if that could be done on the frothing-at-the-mouth ones:)

I think I enjoyed myself most here...and I must thank all those who enlightened me and mentioned some wonderful music sites I had never heard of...and Urstruly (wherever he is) for whatever he let us do...

And fzk, if you are still listening...Kidhar bhaag gayee tu??

Love,

Farzana

Dear Chowk Staff,

Is there any site where one can post just poetry , or do I see a new section in the making ?

Thank you,

sa :)

AeishA #

That was truly beautiful...

can you please let me know whose verses they are ?

thank you :)

Ab aap ney saaz chher hee diya hai, to ab mein bhi kuch arz kartee hun;

Here are a few verses by Raghupati Sahai Firaq

What has fascinated me the most in Firaq`s qalam is the way he found a bond of unity between man and nature, body and spirit, all of which were for him the manifestations of the same divine energy .

Just read the following couplet very slowly, and try to visualise its meaning ...

`` Yaro bahum gundhae huwaie hain kainaat key bikharey tukray,

Aik phool ko junbish do gey tu aik taara kaanp uthae ga ``

Some gems from Firaq :

Woh aalam mujh par hota hai jab fikr-e-ghazal mein karta hun,

Khud apne khayaalon ko hamdam main haath lagaate darta hun.

Be jaan lakiren bol uthi hain, nuqte lau de uthae hain,

Is naqash-o-nigaar-e-hasti mein woh rang-e-mohabat bharta hun.

Afsurda-o-teera fazaaon mein garmi-e-par-e-Gabriel hun mein,

Sote sansaar ke seene main le kar aayaat utrata hun.

Jab saaz-e-ghazal ko chutta hun raaten lau dene lagti hain,

Zulmat ke seene main hamdam mein jashan-e-chiraghaan karta hun.

Yeh meri nawae nim shabi, ashk -e-anjuman mein nahin hui,

Ur jaati hain neenden sadion ki, kya jaane kya mein karta hun.

Dil jinke falak se atke hain dharti ki woh azmat kya jaanen,

Mein is qadam par kangara-e-iflaak ko bhi kham karta hun.

Aati hai yahaan meri baari ek martaba ahd-ba-ahd Firaq,

Taqdir-e-zamin -o-zamaan hun main, batan -e-geeti se ubharta hun.

Dear Neptune,

With due respect to you, I consider it highly impolite to address a Lady in the fashion you have.Everyone here is trying to converge from different parts of the world to strike some intelligent interracts ,which may often be contradictory to each other .This is but very natural as there is always a clash of personalities in a large crowd.However lets try to remain within the realms of civilized behaviour.It would be very nice to control those misfired missiles!!

sa

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[To Neptune i say ,those who say Ghalib,Mijaz & Meer is bad poetry read,written & spoken TO HELL WITH YOU ,...]

I have read Ghalib in full, and others reasonably well. I don`t seem to remember coming across the following anywhere :-

[After the work day is done,

and the toys are put away,

It`s time to log on....

.........]

Btw, I admire your perseverance with Farzana. Ever thought of standing below her balcony and serenading her in dulcet tones with your exemplary collection of poetry?

he..he..he

Woh kufar ki takraar kiye jaata hai,

Yeh deen pe israar kiye jaata hai,

Ik umr se inkaar pey maayal hai dimaagh,

Aur dil hai ke iqraar kiye jaata hai.

Ik zarra-e-naa cheez ko anjuman samjha,

Ik mauf-e-khafif ko talaatum samjha,

Is ilam-e-qalil ko ke hai siraf ik boond,

Afsoos ke jaahaloon ne qulzum samjha.

Kya jaaneye chehra zard hota kyon hai,

Dil ranjo-o-alam se pur hota kyon hai,

Afsos key itna bhi nahin maalum,

Kaanta chubne se dard hota kyon hai.

__ Josh Malihabadi