When Love is in the Air....

I was sitting with the family the other day.
This side of my family is very fond of shear o shayeri...
My uncle had just started off with one shaere which hit me...
It goes something like this...

* Hum tumhe jabse chahne lage hai,
Sabhi dost lagne poorane lage hai.
Hum tumhe jabse chahne lage hai,
Sabhi dost lagne poorane lage hai.
Kitna Haseen hai yeh mohobbat ka aalam,
Humhi se bhi humko churane lage hai.
Unki hi muskaan ka yeh asar hai,
Unki hi muskaan ka yeh asar hai,
Ki mehfil main sab muskurane lage hai!

If I translate this, it reads...

**Ever since I started to love you,
All my friends seem old to me now.
How beautiful is this feeling of love,
That I'm being stolen away from my own self.
This is the doing of their smile,
That everyone around has also started smiling.
(Please excuse the fact that the translation is not perfect. The ghazal kind of looses its charm once translated. But hearing it in urdu just rang a bell.)

I stopped and thought to myself... 'How true'
Love doesn't ask you before stepping into your life.
Love doesn't say I'll pop by if you're free. It hits you and you don't know when, where, how, when, what happened.
And this is exactly what you feel. You just want to be with the one you love. Anything you do together excites you. But if you have to do things without the other... You don't mind taking a pass at it.
All the time spent with friends seems to be great but would be even better if you could get to spend it with that special someone.
You smile at the though of the person. You smile at all the memories... You smile at the sight or the person. You and the surroundings totally cheer up at one sight of the person. You're genuinely happy from inside... Shining and glowing. And it shows.. and the happiness gets passed around. You're aura is soo bright that it affects the others around you!
Its a great feeling, being in love. Some people dont ever get to experience it. They think that the life they are living and how they are going about the relations they have in life is love. They never experienced it so what life holds for them they carry on with thinking this is how it should go.
Not every one is fortunate enough to be blessed with true love!
Love has different forms. You can make it grow. But that's when you're finding love, or thinking that you've found love...
I just want to say... its not about the thinking. Love comes and finds you... and when it does... you just know it! There is no thinking about it, there is no doubt in your mind, there is no two ways... YOU KNOW you've been hit. It hits you, not the other way round.

Okay I think that's enough. But I would like to share two more ghazals my uncle wrote which I really really love.

* Koi na pooche hame ishq main kya hashar hota hai,
Koi na pooche hame ishq main kya hashar hota hai,
Pakad ke sholay koi dekhe, kya asar hota hai.
Hum hai bechain khabar unko khuda hai ki nahi,
Hum hai bechain khabar unko khuda hai ki nahi,
Sun to rakha tha ki yeh dard dono taraf hota hai!

**No one ask me what happens to one in love,
Have you ever tried to hold burning coal ans see what happens to one?
I am so uneasy and impatient and anxious, do they know I wonder?
I've heard this pain and feeling tends to happen on both sides!

And the last one...

* Baat karte ho bhool jaane ki,
Baat karte ho bhool jaane ki,
Ada haseen hai yeh aazmaane ki.
Cheer kar dil dikha nahi sakta,
Warna kya baat thi chupane ne?

** translation to follow soon! I just have to make sure my translation is right of this one :)