Write-ups

Wo Ishq

Wo ishq hi kya, jo yoon aasani se mil jaye.
Wo ishq hi kya, jo phoolon ki tarah na khil paaye.
Wo ishq hi kya, jisme halki phulki takraar na ho.
Wo ishq hi kya, jisme har roz ishq ka izhar na ho.
Wo ishq hi kya, jisme ek dooje par vishwas na ho.
Wo ishq hi kya, jisme aap ek dooje ki vajah-ae-saans na ho.

Wo Roothna,
Wo Manana,
Kabhi gusse se,
Toh kabhi pyar se, samjana.
Bas inhi baaton mein
simta hua hai pyar ka fasana.

Yahan gaur faramiyega zara.

Apne mashooka ke walid se
Wo Pehli dafa milna.
Aur phir unke nazaron ke dar
se aapke honton ka silna.
Pyar me aapko ye din bhi
Dekhna hi padega.

Sath me baith wo sapne dekhna,
Phir ek dusre ko kehna,
Ke hume humesa sath hai rehna.
Bas ye kahi bahar baith ke na karna!
Kya pata ye pyar ke dushman
Kahin bhagwa rang pehen ke aa jaaye,
Aur unse bachne ke liye tumhe na kehna
Pad jaaye apne hi mashooka ko behna.

Khair, toh is baat ko,
Kuch is tarah khatm karte hai.
Ke is pyar ke raaste ko agar tum
Chunn rahe ho, toh hausla bhi rakhna.

Jitna pyar milega is raaste mein,
Kaante bhi utne hi milenge.
Aasaan samjne ki bhool na karna,
Pyar paana mushkil nahi,
Par use nibhana mushkil hai.

Toh jaaye, aap bhi zara pyar me,
Kabhi thoda gir jaaye toh
kabhi thoda sambhal jaaye.

Kyunki,
wo ishq hi kya,
Jo yoon, aasaani se mil jaye.

-Abhishek Gupta.

My Crippling Depression

It follows me everywhere I go.
It never ever leaves me alone.

From morning till night.
It’s always lingering around me.

I stay alone, but I’m never really alone.
It sleeps beside me, every single night.
I repeat, I stay alone.

So sometimes, it’s frightening.
It so frightening, that it sends,
Shivers down my spine.

I hyperventilate.
I cannot think straight.
My head starts brimming,
with thoughts, sick and grim.
I cannot concentrate.
The light in my eyes,
Starts getting dim.

I fall, but I’m still standing.

I feel I’m going to die, alone.
Now I’m panicking, even more.
My eyes start getting shut,
I try to stay awake, but i cannot.
So I just lie down and
then i go into a shock.

Darkness lingers in front of my eyes.
Then, I sleep. I sleep, for a long fuckin’ time.

And When i wake up, I see myself,
Drenched in sweat, still panicking,
Blood rushing to my head.

But I thank God, for I’m not, dead.

I do no drugs,
Not anymore.
I’ve been clean, from a long long time.

But IT has affected so much.
So much that now, again,
I doubt my sobriety.

It never ever leaves me alone.
My crippling depression
And this fuckin’ anxiety.

-Abhishek Gupta

Comfort

You never tried.
So you failed.
But does it
even count
as a failure,
if you never tried?

No, it doesn’t.
You didn’t fail.
You brought shame,
upon your name,
upon your father’s name.

Life is not easy.
It never will be.
So crawl out of
your comfort.
Only then,
You’ll thrive.

-Abhishek Gupta

Complexed

Your problems,
multiplied by your fear,
is equal to the anxiety
attack you experience.
If only, instead of multiplying it
by fear, you’d divide it by efforts,
your life would become
less complexed.

-Abhishek Gupta

Numaaish

Us dard-e-dil ka
maza hi kya jiski
numaaish aap
puri duniya mein
karte firein.

Kabhi kabhi dard sehna
zaruri hota hai, aye dost.
Insaan zindagi ke
asliyat se roobaroo
tab hi hota hai.

-Abhishek Gupta

Patthar Dil Insaan

Agar tab hum nadaan na hote.
Agar tab zindagi me aaye
wo toofan na hote.
Agar tab sath wo kuch
galat insaan na hote.
Nazarandaaz na kar paye jise,
Hue waise kuch apmaan na hote.
Toh shayad aaj hum logo
Ki nazron me yoon patthar dil
Insaan na hote.

Agar hume na milte wo dhoke.
Kasme vaade kiye te ke rahenge
Sath humesa, ek hoke.
Par ant me hua wahi na,
Ke hume sab sehna pada,
Kabhi hass ke, toh kabhi ro ke.

Sirf ek tarah ke pyar
ki baat nahi hai aye dost,
Pyar ke toh Anek prakaar ke hote hai.

Koi behen bankar,
Toh koi bhai bankar pyar deta,
Koi dost bankar,
Koi mehboob bankar pyar deta.

Par jab in rishto ki dor toot jati hai.
Toh us gham ko baant ne wala
Sath mein, aye dost, Koi nahi rehta.

Shayad isliye log patthar dil ban jate hai.
Galti unki nahi, wo toh bas, apne aap ko
Us taklif ke samandar se bachaate hai.
Us taklif ke samandar se bachaate hai.

-Abhishek Gupta.

Grave

She used to tell me
that she couldn’t
live without me?

I tried to find her grave,
everywhere, after she
broke my heart, and,
left me here, alone,
with this void heart.
But I never found it.

-Abhishek Gupta.

Spectacle

My vision is blurry.
I can’t see properly
without my spectacles.

But I still choose not
to wear my spectacles.
For the spectacle I get
when I wear my spectacles,
is of a world filled with
hatred and inhumanity.

Void, I feel, a little more,
every time when I see
where this world’s heading.

-Abhishek Gupta.

Lost

I’ve lost the track of time.
I’ve lost the track of life.
Baffled amongst these
Exorbitant corrupted humans.
Who have even corrupted,
The purest creation of all, love.
I have even lost the track,
That where’s my life heading,
in this dark, dark world?

-Abhishek Gupta.

Be fierce

Be fierce.
Be bold.
Be wise.

Speak up your mind.
But also remember,
your words have the
power to hurt people
around you. So,
use them, wisely.

Be fierce.
Be bold.
Be wise.

-Abhishek Gupta.