There was a time when I used to call myself a Poet, well poet-like. This was the time when I was young(under 20) so like many I also had bacteria of “Love” stuff but you will be surprised that the first ever thing I actually wrote was not a ghazal but a Rubai about Karachi of that time and I was in 10th grade at that time. Don’t accept me as a genuine poet as I am not so many things are not balanced.

Yeh bhe Guzar Gaya hay Saal

Nafrat ney banaya muhabbat ko yarghamal

Kitnoun k ghar ujaray isney

Kitnoun ka karaya isnay wisaal

(Year 1993)

I actually wrote this in an Urdu essay and got 75% marks in Urdu which was not an easy thing at that time.

Later when I grew up and started experiencing different things, my interest in poetry increased more after getting addicted of jagjit singh, Mehdi Hasan and few more ghazal singers. I also got introduced with Gulzar and his poetry after listening songs of classical movie Aandhi. The trinity of Gulzar,RD Burman and Kishore really worked for me and I fell in love with his words which later made me to buy his book Chaand Pukhraaj Ka.

There was a time when I was a big fan of GIF.Now you would ask what is that GIF so my friends it’s not that famous image format but First character of (Ghalib, Iqbal and Faiz).These three guys were very different in writings and all of them actually mesmerized me by their words. Gulzar is big fan of Ghalib.How one can forget his efforts in form of famous drama Mirza Ghalib acted by Naseeruddin Shah?

Anyways if I remember, I have actually written 6 to 7 ghazals as yet and fortunately or unfortunately I have only one or two in my hand. I lost the original diary long time back. Later due to my good memory of that time I copied it in another diary which also lost somewhere last year. Now I only have a piece of paper of ancient times when I was actually trying to copy my crap from my mind to on paper. I say again, I am not a professional poet, call it a bathroom poetry, I wouldn’t mind but don’t dare to commit a sin by taking me a poet. One of my ghazal is given below:

Hey ek Ajab se Wahshat barpa merey khan-e-dil mey
Nahi hoti itni seemabi moj-e-darya mey bhe kabhi

Merey Khaaliq ney banai hur cheez ba maqsad yahan
Kion lag raha hey mujhe apna wajood bey mai nee abhi

Saans hey ya koi asmaan ka toota tara
Lag raha hey ye doob jaye gi abhi

Tapish-e-Ishq sard karday khursheed ko bhee
Dekha na meyne aysa dehakta huwa angara kabhi

Hojao ADNAN tayyar lambay safar k liye
Uth rahay hain haath alwidai salam k liye sabhi

The last one actually has a partial influence of Gulzar’s style and it’s incomplete and I think it will always be an incomplete ghazal.

Ao chalo phir se dhondain
Wo lamhay jo waqt se cut kar gir gaye thay

Jo dilatay thay ehsas apnay wajood ka
Jin ki tapish ab bhe dil mey mehsoos hoti hay
Jin ji dobti sansain mangti hain bheek apnay wajood ki

Ao chalo phir se dhoondain
Wo lafz jo kabhi naghma na ban sakay
Wo sur jo faza mey kabhi bikhray nahin
Wo awazain jo kabhi ki thak kar sochuki hain

(By me)

So that was all I had in my pocket. As I said earlier that such words only emerge if you are going thru something which I am not anymore Alhamdolillah therefore I don’t think I will try myself to waste few words on paper. It’s not a good idea at all. Yes I am still searching my diary which had my latest (2 years old) ghazals. Please pray that I find this diary otherwise it be a big loss for Urdu literature: D

By the way, does anyone agree with my theory that techies have much better understanding of literature than anyone else? :> No No I’m not including myself anyway. Its my experience with few engineers who have a good understand of poetry and stories.

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