Sumit Roy ~The Creative Cocoon~: 2010

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Paisa Nasha Pyar (Hindi Gansta Rap)-Sumit

Bachpan se hi tha juwani ka bukhar

Roz takrar kisi se mardhar

Dad pareshan mom ki bateen hazar

Mat kar ye sab ban ja honhar

Main nai mana tha bachpan se dithh..

Jissay apni nai bani gireban pakad k peet

Ek time aaya mujhe bhej diya hostel

Sari takrar ab reh gayi postel

Aakl meri thikane tab aayi

Jab seniors ne mil ki jam k dhunai

Mujhse kaha jo tune muh diya khol

Tera future ho jayega gol mol

Maine kiya apne waqt ka intzar

Pyasi talwar pe phir aayi tez dhar

Mile jo char dost,un sab le ghera

Phat gayi salo ki bole tu to bhai hai mera!!

Sara gussa bhul k main hoya juwan

Nikal pada sab chord banane pehcan

Delli wich aake bhuke pate v soya

Ghar ki yaad may bohat din roya

Waqt ne fir badli meri takdir

Naukri mil gayi mili ek heer

Gaate rahe hum pyar k gane

sadey gum bhul k jhume mastane

Khair wo chordo ..apni baat nai karni

Ab kisi se koi ladai nai ladni

Jiyo to banke sher karo aish hazar

Ye juwani nai aaye bar bar

Sach to hai.. sabko hota hai pyar

mujhse na jhele gaye jhuthe nakhre hazar

Ha ha

Paisa nasha pyar,paisa nasha pyar

Living on the edge hai ye badi mazedar

Ha ha

Paisa nasha pyar,paisa nasha pyar

Living on the edga hai ye badi mazedar

Lyrics and Music –Sumit Roy
Email-sun2rocks@gmail.com
(* The Tittle of the Song is inspired From Bohemia's cover album "Paisa Nasha Pyar")

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Innocent Emotions...

Here is the cute Little Story..

I Went to office yesterday,i had no work to do hence was roaming around...felt like siting and watching people outside my office...at some distance a guy was sitting on a small rock; he might be a cab driver or a staff..and his accent confirmed me he might belong from some very remote village in Bihar...he was talking to his wife,may be after long time..he was looking very happy and exited..ans he was blushing too...he noticed i was watching him..and gave me an honest and innocent smile..his emotions seems to be so pure..that i was flattered..i went to him,said hi and asked "yahin kam karte ho?'' He said ''ji sir toilet shaaf karta hun"?..but he kept talking to his wife or girlfriend from his village..i was about to go as my break was over,and someone from operations had given me a miss call already that there is some work come in,i was cherishing this moment and wanted to sit and watch that man's flow of emotions..but i have to go as well..so i patted him wished him lucked and gave him 100 bugs; he said "are sir ye kyun de rahe hain??",i just said "rakh le bas dil kiya to de diya"..and started entering the main gate..then he stooped me and asked..."Sir mujhe tumahri bohat yaad aati hai ko english may kaise bolenge??" i was just flattered..a drop of water was their in my eyes,i felt that..but i faked to be smart and smiled..and said "I MISS YOU"..he laughed and again flagged his hand and disappeared ..

i stood for a minute...smiled again and said to my self emotions are innocent.

~Sumit Roy 25sep 2010