My New Blog on Rahmansaher.com

Hi Guys,

Just to let you know that I no longer blog on Blogspot.Since I am hosting my own website,decided to have on the server with most freedom.Check it Out !

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Meri Udasi

Ek din ek udas lamhe ne

muskurate hue jo dekh liya

jaane kya dil main soch liya

raasta mera hans ke rok liya

aur seene se lag gaya aise

jaise bichra hua koi apna

ek muddat ke baad milta hai

tab se woh mere paas rehta hai

isliye dil udaas rehta hai.

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Khulta kisi pe kyon mere dil ka mamla

Sheroan ke inteqaab ne ruswa kiya mujhe!

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Kehte the ki ab khwabon hi main mulaqaat hogi

Raat bhar jaagte hain wo khuda jaane kis liye!!!

Aay ummer-e Rawan

Aa paas mery
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Ik khuwab sunanaa hay tuj ko

Ik derd kee tees hay dil main

Ik rang dikhanaa hay tujh ko

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Aay ummer-e-rawaan

Aa paas mery

Yeah neem see khmooshee

Yeah neend ki palkain bojhal see

Iik khawab saa zehn-o-dil per hay
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Aay ummer-e-rawaan

Aa paas mere

Tujh say fakt yeah kahnaa hay

Raftaar ko apnee dheemee rakh

Ik shaks say milnna hay mujh ko

Millne ki gharee ju tehree hay

Du chaar sadee yaa abb k bers

Aay ummer-e rawaan

Aa paas mere

Solitude

I stood beside the ocean
And asked the restless wave–
To what eternal troubling,
To what quest are you slave?
With orient pearls by thousands
Your mantle’s edges shine,
But is there in your bosom
One gem, one heart, like mine?
–It shuddered from the shore and fled,
It fled, and did not speak.

I stood before the mountain,
And said–Unpitying thing !
Could sorrow’s lamentation
Your hearing never wring?
If hidden in your granite
One ruby blood-drop lie,

Do not to my affliction
One answering word deny !
–With its cold unbreathing self
It shrank, and did not speak.

I travelled a long pathway,
And asked the moon–Shall some
Far day, oh doomed to wander,
Or no day, end your doom?
Our earth your silver glances
With lakes of jasmine lace ;
Is it a heart within you
Whose hot glow sears your face ?
–It stared with jealous eyes towards
The stars and did not speak.

Past moon and sun I journeyed,
To where God sits enskied ;–
In all Your world no atom
Is kin of mine, I cried :
Heartless that world, this handful
Of dust all heart, all pain ;
Enchantment fills Your garden,
But I sing there in vain.
–There gathered on His lips a smile ;
He smiled, and did not speak.

– Allama Muhammad Iqbal

Alone

Many times I wonder, many times I fear.
Too many times I pondered ‘why am I here?’.
I prayed to God and He will answer me in time.
But many times, waiting feels like a crime.
As I watch people come in and out of my life.
But, I wonder am I living a good life?
I so surely treasure my moments ALONE.
But I do not wish to end up like anyone’s clone.
Love is what life has to offer
Love is one thing I seek to relieve many burdens
I seek and I’ve found, I sought after and I got laughter.
But what do I seek most in this life?
Is to live and to learn and be as one with the Lord and Savior.
Greatness is one who serves and one who gives
But what is life if it isn’t lived?

-Jada Wong

DIL KI BAAT

For some odd reason these sher’s which i wrote a while ago keeps coming to my mind ! Thought it would be nice to share with you guys ….If you cant Understand Urdu, This is not for you because there will be no sense in translating this in English…URDU HAS ITS OWN FLAVOR…ENJOY !

Reza-reza hoke kitni door tak bikhra hoon —–

Dukh to hona tha tere haath se jo toota hoon—–

Usi par ikhtiyaar apna hain jo hian apne paas—

Sari duniya sub tamashi hain sach kheta hoon —

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Na janse konsi kashish hain jo tere paas keench laati hain ????

Par tere pas akar tujhme samain kaise ?

kyun ponchtain ho humse ansoo ki shiddat !

Num is main tera Aks, tujhko dikhain kaise???

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Sirf ek mujhse juda hone ke liye —

tune dhoondhai hain bahane kya kya

Aaj dekhi jo Surat Saher ainai main —

yaad aya hain najane kya kya

Wat i think about Love..

I think Love is the most misused / confused concept of our times.
Love is not “Getting”. Love is “Giving”.
When it is ONLY getting , wanting , demanding , dictating , it is lust not love.
Love is focussed on “giving” .
Giving time, attention, ears, empathy, encouragement.
Love is Freedom , not a jail .
True Love is giving , empowering and enabling.
It is that invisible thread which brings
A bird from far & high skies , right back to its little nest

Samjhaa thaa main !!

Manzilein kuch aur bhi hain maah-o-anjum se pare
Apni hi hadd-e-nazar ko aasmaan samjhaa thaa main

Maine paayaa maut main..raaz-e-baqaa-e-zindagi
Yeh meri mehfil thee jise kaarvaan samjhaa thaa main

Yeh bhi hai har gaam par…minnat pazeer-e-husn-o-shauk
Ishq ko to be-niaaz-e-jism-o-jaan samjhaa thaa main

Woh bhi meri hi nigaah main simat kar rah gayaa
Husn ko to ik bahr-e-bekaraan samajhaa thaa main

Intehaa-e-gham mein bhi giriya mera shovaa na thaa
Ashq ko aayinaa-e-soz-e-nigaah samajhaa thaa main

Din ko phoolon ke jawaahir, shab ko taaron ke gauhar
Bas yahee daulat thee jiss ko jaavindaa samajhaa thaa main

Tootne se dil ke hi hoti hai takhleek-e-‘saher’
Sher ko majmooa-e-husn-e-bayaan samjhaa thaa main

Inspiration to Start!!

Yeah finally!!!!! I decided to write a blog —>Thanks to somone.Well,yes this person inspired me to write a blog even though i dont have much time on my hands.Anyways, I wont be writing everyday,but promise to update ya all with the da latest news..
Ok now what ???