I hate love

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable.
It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it.
They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore.
Love takes hostages.
It gets inside you.
It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart.
It hurts.
Not just in the imagination.
Not just in the mind.
It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain.
I hate love.

Mohabbat kyun nahi jati!!!

mohabbat kyun nahi jati, meray nadaan sey dil sey
yeh ankhen ab bhi tarsey hen, bus ik deedar ko us key

bhula key hazaron saal; tanha jee liya hoon men
phir bhi yeh kaisi ajab rafaqat hey ab talak us sey

nahi chahta mohabbat ko phir sey palna men ab
janay phir bhi hay ik masoom si shikayat us sey

mujhey meri tanhayon key sath rehnay do
ajab si ik musafat hey, mila dey aaj tu us sey

mohabbat hey bari qatil, bht takleef deti hey
mohabbat sey mohabbat hey, ajab anjan si us sey

mohabbat kyun nahi jati, meray nadaan sey dil sey
yeh ankhen ab bhi tarsey hen, bus ik deedar ko us key

-Aakif Hassan

#love #nolove #cruellove

Aakhri Raasta

kuch men bhi ro' men behta raha yoonhi
Kuch dhara waqt ka mujhey kaat'ta gaya

thehar thehar key chaltay zara, dono sath rehtay
magar woh sath jeetay jee Maarta gaya

badla Jo kabhi waqt to phir yaad karain gay
kaisay imtehan mohabbat ka haarta gaya

men apni jagah khush, hay woh bhi pur sukoon
yeh hi aik dilasa, Ishq ko dhaanpta gaya

milnay ki ki koshish bht mudat baad bhi
ghanti pay hath, us key ghar ki Kanpta gaya

badal dala tha us nay bhi apna makan aakhir
milnay ka Jo bacha tha, aakhri raasta gaya

ab hay aik adhoori si Bay chaini bhi, tasali bhi
bigaarnay ko baat tha Jo aik raabta gaya

By Aakif Hassan

LIfe Again !!!!

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will.
You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time.
You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken.
You'll fight with your best friend.
You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.
You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love.
So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.

Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin! 


"I know that you believe you understand what you think I said, 
but I'm not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant."
Everything u see is not true.many times even eyes can well be disguised....
same way...everything you hear is may not be the thing other wanted to say!!!
Words said may not mean the meaning what is said!!! 

Woh Raton ki Yadain....(English Translation- Those Stories of those Nights)

Woh Raton ki yadain bhi ab hen purani
Phir say millo to banay Ik kahani

Woh batain tumhari , woh zid ki qatarain
Woh Yoon raah chaltay shaklain banani

Sunana woh naghme chup chup k tum ko
Phir tareef sun'na tumhari zubani

Woh sardi men kambal men moon ko chupana
Woh auron ko tabyat jhooti batani

Woh khamoshi say apnay sarhanay
Kanon men meray hansi gudgudani

Thitartay labon say Yoon Lori sunani
Sotay huey bhi zuban kapkapani

Woh lambi si Raton men mujh ko jagana
Khuabon men apnay khushi timtimani

Yeh sari hen batain lekin purani
Phir say Milo to banay Ik kahani

 

English Translation.....

its has gone old, that night and the memory
meet me again, let make new story..

those words of yours, those lines of wishes
that making faces behind the bushes

hiding from people and singing songs for you
then listening for hours, the praising from you

that covering of face by the blanket in winters
that telling bad health while lieing to others

quietly besides your pillow every night
murmuring of your laughs in my ear bite

telling me sleeping rhymes with trembling lips
shivering all night with the sleeping bits

that keeping me awake in long long nights
that happines on your face turn it brights

but all these stories are ages ago..
meet me again to have another woe...

December aur us key sard hath....

 

December ki thandi Raton men akser
Us key sard hath bara yaad Aatay hen

Lakh bhulaun un lamhon ko barson
Her saal issi mosam men loat Aatay hen

Yakh hawa key woh taiz thapairay
Meray galon pay ab bhi saaz bajatay hen

Woh bhi kerta hoga yaad her barish key sath mujhey
Ya Badal us key ghar say garaj key guzar jatay hen

Sath dekhay humain dunya ko Ik arsa hua
Mohallay wallay humaray qisay ab bhi sunatay hen

Dastaan Yoon to Bari ghamgeen hey judai ki apni
Zamanay walay kahani Bari pur lutf batatey hen

Ku aa jata hay bar bar yeh December!!!
Woh beetay lamhay humain her saal rulatay hen

Ja aey sard maheenay, ab tujh say khaffa hen hum
Siskiyan bhar bhar key Raat bhar khud ko sulatay hen

Chalo tham lo ab bewafa tum garm hath meray
Jhoota hi sahi , Kuch dair tum ko behlatay hen

Kahani mukhtasir her mosam ki buss itni hi hay
Juda ho key bhi hum Kuch dair ko pass Aatay hen

December ki thandi raton men akser
Us key sard hath bara yaad Aatay hen.. bara yaad Aatay hen

 

Kabhi Pyaar Na Kerta....

Zamanay bhar nay thukraya Meri sachi mohabbat ko
jo khushnaseeb hota to; kabhi pyaar na kerta

Yoon to chalti hen dil key sath sansain bhi
Jo rishta dil ka hota to, kabhi izhar na kerta

Khata bus itni si to hay keh men dil laga betha
Zehn gar sath deta to; kabhi iqrar na kerta

Saza tum mujh ko ab dey lo ,keh gunehgar to hoon men
Faisla men jo kerta to; kabhi takrar na kerta

Jalaya khud ko men nay bhi; kissi ki yaad men pinhan
Jo khul key yaad kerta to;kabhi sarshar na kerta

Soda apnay derdon ka ; kiya hay men nay ab khud say
Tu meray pass hota to ; kabhi byopaar na kerta

Men khushnaseeb hota to; kabhi pyaar na kerta
Kabhi pyaar na kerta

~ Aakif hassan

tumhain dekh key woh udaas na ho..

A Dedication of Hope And Happiness after the sad demise of the father of my friend +Mohsin Raza and His Brother

Pyaar bhari kuch ankhon men
khuaab suhanay hotey hen

hasrat bhari in baton men
umeed key jhonkay hotey hen

beshak key hey taqdeeron men
anjaan sey chehray hotey hen

yoon ansoo tap tap girtey hen
kuch log juda jab hotey hen

par tum ab meri baat sunno
din bhar na sahi, ik raat sunno

umeed bhari kuch kirnain hen
her roz sawera kerti hen

khud shayad tanha rehti hen
her dil men basera kerti hen

udas palon ko roz hi woh
muskan men badla kerti hen

aisi hi kiran ik shakhs bhi hay
yoon to woh bara khush bakht bhi hay

do chand sey roshan chehray hen
bina un key woh kuch sard bhi hay

ho key bhi juda is dunya sey
sab ka bara hamdard bhi hay

us aik kiran ki ankhon ko
tum dukh derd ka anjaam na do

umeed ki in tasveeron ko
tum tanhai ka naam na do

woh tum ko dukhi jub dekhay ga
khud phoot phoot key roye ga

beshak key tum yeh nahi chahtey
tumharey liye udaas ho woh

tumhara to dil yeh kehta hey
jahan bhi ho, khush bash ho woh

to dekho meri baat sunno..
umeed ki tum awaz sunno..

in pyari pyari kirnon ko
dil men jagah tum dey dalo

woh derd jo tum pay bhari hey
sab ki in ki wafa pay dey dalo

tum apnay dil key zakhmon ko
in kirnon sey ab bhar dalo

unhain soch key tum udaas na ho
kel koi mushkil paas na ho..

kuch samjho us ki hikmat ko..
kuch samjho us ki fitrat ko...

aisey khushi sey bhar jao..
tumhain dekh key woh udaas na ho..

Doston ki Yaad

kyun yaad dasht sath deti hey itna mera
guzrey huey lamhon ko bhula nahi pata

mana key bht kuch ghalat tha dosti men meri
magar doston ko apnay bura nahi pata

beet gaye hen ab to kayee saal bichrey
phir bhi haseen palon ko mita nahi pata

shayad nikal chuka hoon un key dil sey men kab ka
kyun apney dil sey un ko chura nahi pata

ab to kawishon sey bhi koi umeed nahi hassan
phir bhi seenay sey yadon ko juda nahi pata

غلاظت یوں نہیں دکھتی (With English Translation)

غلاظت یوں نہیں دکھتی

دلوں میں جھانکنا پڑتا ہے

امارت چاہو تو؛ چھپ بھی جاتی ہے

بس خوشی کو بانٹنا پڑتا ہے

کب تک کروں مداوا اپنے درد کا میں

درد محبت کا ہو؛ اسے کاٹنا پڑتا ہے

بہت ہوئی حاصل خوشی؛ اوروں کی ہنسی میں

مگر تنہائی میرے دوست، اسے مارنا پڑتا ہے

English Translation

Bad nature does not show up easily
Deep inside the hearts it lie

One can hide being too rich
just spread the happiness on fly

till when i will keep fixing my pains
when pain is love, just bear the joy

i got lot of happiness, by making others smile
but this loneliness my friend, it has to die

In Search Of Happiness- Part 1

sometimes, some incidents just reside in the memories..no matter what you do with them.. how far you go away from them.. they all stay there.. though you can control when to knock it out and when to let it be a silent part at times..... but we keep on traveling further and further.. on and on.. and so on...

the question is.. how come we keep on going on with the huge burden of memories and we sometimes go even faster and faster.. even the weight keeps on increasing but we do not stop and keep moving.. we get tired.. thirsty.. rusty.. even lost at times.. but we do not stop.. why???

because we travel in time and the reason is so far unknown...

if you try to dig more into this..you will not find a right answer but you will know we always want to be only in one state.. that is "happy"... and happiness is a very general statement.. all you can try to answer is.. what makes you happy?... there are a lot of things which can make you happy... but the best happiness as defined by most of us.. is love... and defining love can take the story else where...

in short.. all what we do or strive to do becomes a reason of happiness.. so we walk.. we travel.. all in search of happiness..

let me take you to an exemplary past... there is always an age you spent which you don't remember and your parents or elders tell you about how you spent that period of time... at some point you start getting glimpse of that age..and you start feeling that you actually know all of it.. but it remains unanswered that how do u used to feel at that time.. because we used to be feeling-less at the start of our age.. ??? do you think that's true? .. no its not..living beings have feelings from the day they born till the day they die.. so why we don't remember those feelings... here is an answer...

we do not remember how we used to feel at that time.. because all what we had around was happiness... everybody was trying to make sure we are smiling.. if we are crying .. the solution is immediately there so no sad feeling is developed... in short .. where there is no absence of happiness and there is no negative energy for it either.. all you feel is just good..and you do not remember how you used to feel because its happiness bydefault..  and  happiness cannot be felt unless you know whats the feeling without happiness..

lets move to the next part of life.. where we start to develop our feelings to a minimum level which actually does not involve heart.. and only brain.. for example.. the fear of getting scold by someone..

the fear of exam.. the fear of class.. this age is the quick age which passes like a glimpse.. how many of you actually remember incidents from that age?? all you remember is may be classroom.. teacher.. some class fellows.. some neighborhood games may be.. but nothing serious.. right???

so the actual story starts after this age... which is the most reflective stage on your growth.. so called start of youth.. and that's the journey starts in the search of happiness... lets see how it starts..

the first day.. the very first time you start feeling bad about anything.. which leaves an impression to your heart...thats exactly where it starts.. and from that day till probably the death, all your mind or heart works for is peace and happiness...if we map it to the exact stage.. then its mostly known as the time when you are studying to complete secondary school certificate.. or matriculation.. have we ever thought why they are named as secondary school?? the first is primary.. then secondary.. then we call it high school... all these transitions are not just the study related terms... they are actually the stage of your life and the word school actually represents the school of thought..

this school of thought  defines how much do you feel, how much do you stay happy.. how much do you stay sad.. because thats the time when the school of thought links from brain to heart.. and gives a kick start to the journey named as "In search of Happiness" ..

Without going into the details of how we search for happiness.. how we know it or even at times we do not know it... lets try to see what are the factors which revolves around it..

so the major factors are time,age,intellectual level etc etc.. but amongst all these the major role is played by the environment which is built up of friends and family...

this friends and family actually defines the path on which we walk in the search of happiness and all we get as so called happiness comes from these people and the environment.. but do you know the sad part of it??? the most sad part of it.. we keep on moving and eventually bypass this journey and when we end up.. we realize that the path we have taken together actually did not lead all of us to the same destination.. and we are all apart from each other, far far away.. and all we have left behind is just memories... the memories we made "in search of happiness"..

a food for thought is.. what happens next.. why this search ends up painful where as it was the search of happiness.. i will continue this thought in my next part... till then.. keep following your known or unknown path in the search of happiness :)