kabhi kabhi mere dil me

kabhi kabhi mere dil me ye khayal aata hai…

mere rab ne jab mujh ko banaya hoga

meri dhadkano ko

tere naam se dhadkaya hoga

fir teri amanat bana 

jab bheja hoga duniya me

saanso ko teri bhi 

mere naam se fir mehkaya hoga

tu tej behta hua samandar ho jaise

meri baahen tera kinara hain

meri bechanio ka alam ye hai

teri surat mere chaain ka sarmaya hain

kabhi kabhi mere dil me…

mere rab ne jab tujh ko banaya hoga

meri aakhon ki tu thandak bane,

aise tujhe tarasha hoga

fir ek khas ishq 

teri aakhon me bhara hoga usne

fir teri muskaan ko 

mere naam se sajaya hoga

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Fir sham dhali…

Fir sham dhali

Fir din hai hua

Fir teri yaad ayi hai

 

Tujhse bichde hue Barso hue

 par dil me ab bhi tu chhai hai

 

Tujh ko kya khabar kya hua hai mujhe

Jaise tuta parinda ho koi bina par k

 

Bol mai kaise udhun

Bol mai kahan chalun

Tune na di koi manzil hai

 

Fir sham dhali

Fir din hai hua

Fir teri yaad ayi hai

 

Kyun tujh se koi me shikwa karun

Kyun apna haal bayan me karun

 

Tu dhokha hai sanam

Tu bewafa hai sanam

Tu hi to mera katil hai

 

Fir sham dhali

Fir din hai hua

Fir teri yaad ayi hai..

 

Meri zindagi jaise, gam ka koi saaya ho

Behta hua pani ho jaise, na jiska koi kinara ho

 

Bus me behta chalun

Aur bikharta chalun

Jeene ki na khawahish hai

 

Fir sham dhali

Fir din hai hua

Fir teri yaad ayi hai..

Zuban kholun bhi to…

Zuban kholun bhi to, bolun to main kya unko bolun

Log kehte hain, mehbub aakhon ki baten samajh jate hain

 

Wo paas rehkar bhi dur kyun itna lagta hai

use itna chahakar bhi, hum uski judai se bikhar jate hain

 

Meri wafa k ashk tapakne se pehle rok lena tum

armaan jo aasun me beh gaye wo kahan fir mil pate hain

 

Badi tawazzo se banata hai mera rab jodiyan sabki

Jo sang uski raah na chal paye, wo yahi miiti me mil jate hain

 

Dua bus itni hai ki, mera rab tujhe mera taqdeer bana de

Jo duao se mile humdum, wo Jannat me bhi bichad nahi pate hain

behisab mohabbat…

Hey friends its time for something romantic…Hu La Laaaa 🙂 Its dedicated to all who are really waiting for their prince charming (or princess) to arrive. I hope you will enjoy the emotions.

Tujh se hi hai behisab mohabbat

Tujh se hi dil ki lagi kasak hai

Tu hi hai mere dil ka rehbar

Meri sanso ko sirf teri talab hai

 

Meri khoi khoi aakhon ne

Khawab tere hi bus hain dekhen

Tu raaton ki chandni hai

Tu subah ki roshni hai

Tu hi to hai mera sarmaya

Tu hi to mera falak hai

 

Tujhse mili nahi hun me ab tak

Par dhadkanen tujh ko hi pukarti hain

Tu mere khuda ka hai ek tohfa

Meri aarzu tujh ko niharti hain

Tujh se hi pura mera wajud hoga

Tujh se mera adha deen pura hoga..

 

Tujh se hai behisab mohabbat

Tujh se hi dil ki lagi kasak hai

Tu hi hai mere dil ka rehbar

Meri sanso ko sirf teri talab hai

Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq…

It’s really so emotional to read anything related to sahabas (companions of Muhammed saw). I totally get emotional. This poem of mine is a small tribute to Hazarat Abu Bakr (r.a). What a great man he was. I know my words can’t explain his devotion but still a small try.

 

Meri aakhen ab nam hai

Padhkar taskeera tumhara

Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq

Allah ne banaya ye darja tumhara

 

Apna sab kuch loota dia

Ishq-e muhammed k khatir

Dekho chal diye hain

Rahe haq pe khuda ki khatir

Koi bayan Karen bhi kaise

ye ishq ka jazba tumahara

Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq

Allah ne banaya ye darja tumhara

 

jab ailane jang pucha mehboob-e- khuda ne

Kya rakha hai ae abu bakr khud k liye tumne

To kehne lage mera rab aur mera rasul

 bus yahin dono hai meri zindagi ka guzara

Koi bayan Karen bhi kaise

ye ishq ka jazba tumahara

Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq

Allah ne banaya ye darja tumhara

 

Mere nabi ka bus itna kehna tha kafi

Mai aakhiri hun rasul kya tum manoge mere sathi

To kehne lage ap jo kahen us har baat pe mera yakin hai

Ki beshak ap jaisa al-amin jahan me koi nahi hai

Koi bayan Karen bhi kaise

ye ishq ka jazba tumahara

Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq

Allah ne banaya ye darja tumhara

 

Sunnate rasul basi tumhari jaat me thi

Garibo ki madad tumhari aan me thi

Na duniya ki garj thin na doshmano ka tha dar

Chalte the rahe haq pe sabse bekhabar

Koi bayan Karen bhi kaise

ye ishq ka jazba tumahara

Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq

Allah ne banaya ye darja tumhara

 

Uthenge roze mehshar mere mehbub k ap sath

Uthenge bhi yun ki unke hatho me hoga apka hath

Jannat ka har darwaza tumhe hi pukarta hoga

tumhare dakhile ko har waqt niharta hoga

Koi bayan Karen bhi kaise

ye ishq ka jazba tumahara

Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq

Allah ne banaya ye darja tumhara

I’m proud of her.

Pregnancy time is so much joyful as well as painful period for any women. My pregnancy was more of painful experience especially last 3 months. In end of 7^th month I got hospitalized twice because of my high acidity issue which had resulted in severe vomiting. Doctors were unable to stop it.My parents were busy in praying for my and my baby well being. Every time in hospital I used to keep on checking my baby’s movement. One day Dr told us that if my vomiting does not stop then they will be doing C-section. Then he smiled and looked at me and said “Soon you will be a proud mother”. Proud mother…after so much of painful nights how somebody could say they enjoyed pregnancy time, how I could feel proud. I don’t know what more I have to go thru. All the things sounded so frustrating.

Oh Allah I was so wrong and I realize this whenever I see my daughter’s adorable face. Alishba.. my daughter…gem of my life. As soon as I reach home she welcomes me with her beautiful smile as if she is meeting me for the first time. Subhan Allah. She holds me tightly when she finds me depressed or sad. She makes me smile…she warms me with her kisses. Sometimes I feel she is my mother J kissing me and giving me comfort. I think it’s a mutual feeling which Allah (swt) fills in every babies and mothers heart. As she is getting older I want to capture some of her funny talks in my memory like:

• She says “kitchen” to chicken. 🙂  I don’t like correcting her because I know time will pass away fast and I will not listen such words again from her.
• Nowadays she has made a new best friend “Keeper” who is a “Lazy Dog”. She loves animals…so in short keeper is just a new addition in her best friend list. I always do silent prayers for her that she may always love every creature of Allah swt.
• She gets angry when she finds pics of my marriage and questions me Why I’m not here?..Hehehe. She always wants to accompany me anywhere anytime.
• She will be 4 now but still wants me to tap her to make her sleep. By the way I too love to do that to her. It reminds me she is still my small doll.
• Oh Ya her father cant even dare to touch me or even talk to me in her presence. Hahaa. She is a mummy’s gal 🙂 . May she always love me like this.

Well there are more to add on but there are proud movements as well which Allah swt has gifted me:

• I adore her when quietly she listen stories of sahabas, prophets and remembers them. How nicely she tries to explain about heaven and about Hell and sometimes start giving lectures like some scholar. Hehee.
• I love her when she relates every act to good and bad and then concludes it with heaven or hell act.
• The way she hates Satan.
• When she enjoys reciting name of Allah swt it fills me with tears.
• While doing dhikr before sleeping, if I sleep because of tiredness. She wakes me up and tells me I forgot to recite dua. Masha Allah.
• She already knows some of the daily dua and because of her I keep myself updated with all the dua and its meaning. Allahumdullilah.
• It fills me with proud that what I’m learning and understanding at this age. She already knows in such a tender age. Allahumdullilah.

So friend’s pain at the time of pregnancy was a worth and Yes Dr was right “I’m a proud mother”. Subhan Allah. I’m indeed thankful to my almighty for all the things.

I end up this post with a dua that “May Allah keep showering his blessings on our children and make them pious. Whatever good they have learnt in their tender age may they remember and implement it in thru out their life. Also Allah gives every parents strength and knowledge so that they could make their children a good Ummah”. Ameen

Ramdhan Mubarak (Happy Ramdhan)

(Check for the English translation below. I’m not good in English rhyme, just tried to write so please bear with me :). My main intention is to let everybody get my message written in my poetry.)

 

Kya khushnama bahara hai

Ummido se bhara dil hamara hai

Chalo ae momin rab ki janib

Ki ramdhan bakhshish ka ishara hai

 

Aasuon se tar kar do duayen

Lab pe bhi tasbih k tarane sajao

Gila aur shikwa chhod do tum

Dil ko apne mohabbat se sajao

 

Dekh tu zara Allah ki pakad ko

Ki shaitan ab qaid ho gaya hai

chalta hai momin Allah ki raah ko

Kya khushnama nazara hai

 

Sehri ki barkat, aftari me rehmat

Kya khub saje hain subah sham

Masjido me ronak, dil me sukoon hai

Kya khub hai Al-malik tera ye nizam

 

Kya khushnama bahara hai

Ummido se bhara dil hamara hai

Chalo ae momin rab ki janib

Ki ramdhan bakhshish ka ishara hai

 

 

English Translation

(How beautiful our surrounding is looking

Our heart is also filled with hopes

It’s a call to all Muslims to walk towards Allah

As ramdhan is a sign of forgiveness

 

Let your dua filled with tears

Let your lips recite Allah’s tasbih

Stop doing complaints of others

Let fill your heart only with love

 

Just see the power of Allah

He has imprisoned shaitan already

All Muslims are walking towards Allah

What a beautiful scene it is

 

Barakah in suhoor, mercy in iftar

How wonderfully our morning and evenings are getting decorated

All mosques are full of people and heart is feeling peace

Al-malik how beautifully you have placed everything

 

How beautiful our surrounding is looking

Our heart is also filled with hopes

It’s a call to all Muslims to walk towards Allah

As Ramdhan is a sign of forgiveness)