Hichki… hich… hichki

Hichki… hich… hichki

Aaj hum tumhe yaad aaye?

Jaane aaj kya baat hui

Kyun aaj hum tumhein yaad aaye

Hichki… hich… hichki

Lo phir hichki aayee

Kyun yeh tere naam se hi rukkti hai?

Kyun meri yaad tujhe aaj aayee?

Hichki… hich… hichki

Mujhe hi kyun sataati hai yeh hichki?

Tujhe to hum bhool naa paaye

Kya tumhe hurr waqt nahin aati hai hichki?

Hichki… hich… hichki

Arre bas bhi karo yaad karna

Ub saamne aao, milo, baat karte hain

Beete zamaane saath mil kar yaad karte hain

Hichki… hich… hichki

Aaj hum tumhe yaad aaye?

Jaane aaj kya baat hui

Kyun aaj hum tumhein yaad aaye

Rabia Jafar

17th May 2026

Beyond Labels

 “What’s your religion?”

he asked.
I looked at him,
smiled,
and said -
“Love… and Humanity.”

He paused.
“But what about God?”
I smiled again…
My God is too vast
to fit into a single name,
too infinite
to be confined within a label.

My God is One -
faceless,
formless,
beyond gender… beyond definition.
and yet -
He is however I choose to see Her:
loving,
compassionate,
forever forgiving.

My God is everywhere,
in every person.
Even you, I said.

He continued,
and asked me
what I believe in.

And I said -
I believe in living,
and in loving…
not in judging.
I believe in searching for good,
even where none seems to exist.
I believe in giving love
without keeping score.
I believe in second chances -
in forgiving,
in letting go,
in moving forward…
Because life
has taught me these things -
not gently,
but deeply.

Rabia Jafar ✍🏼

5th May 2026

Lootera

Paise ho, dil ho, pyaar ho

Tujhe to sirf lenaa aata hai

Khushi ho, chain ho ya sukoon

Tujhe to sirf lootna aata hai

Waise to kabhi kuch tu detaa nahin

Diyaa bhi to sirf dard aur gham

Achaa sab kuch lene mein maahir hai tu

Achaa sab kuch lutaane ke liye hain hum

Aaj bhi tujhe hamari yaad 

Apni hi zaroorat ke tehhat aayee

Apna dukhda sunaa diyaa

Hamara haal na puchaa oh re harjaaee

Kuch khaati meethi yaadein hain 

Ho sake to in ko le jaa 

Kuch tere diye toote sapne, toote waade hain

Lena hai, to yeh sab bhi le jaa

Ub to tujhe dene ko kuch bhi naa raha baaqi

Na paise, na dil… donoun huwe khaali

Lenaa hai agar, to dua letaa jaa

Na lage kabhi tujhe ek toote dil ki bad dua 

Rabia Jafar ✍🏼

Barish aur Khwaaish

Yeh kadakti bijli, garajte huwe baadal, 

Barish ka andeshaa, yeh garmi ka mausam, 

Khaali ho ghar, aur chhat pe

Houn sirf tum aur hum

Aasmaan ki bijli se zyaada tez 

To woh jo hai hamare darmiyaan

Yeh baadloun ki garaj se oonchi 

Hain teri meri dhadkanein

Yeh garmi mausam ki waajah se hai

Yaa hai hamari saasoun ki tapish

Yeh lamha yahin tham jaaye

Bas itni si hai khwaaish

Yeh baarish ki pehli boondh hai

Ya tu ne mujhe chhuaa?

Yeh teri ankhen hain

Ya koi gehra kuwaan

In mein jhaankun to doob jaaun main

Ya khud ko phir se paaun main

Yeh raat bhi kitni saazish mand hai

Har saans teri numaayish mein hai

Na bijli ka darr, na baarish ka gham

Iss pal mein simte hain saare alam

Yeh lamha yahin tham jaaye

Bas ho yeh pal, tum… aur hum

_Rabia Jafar ✍🏼_

Armaan…

Just something I wrote in 2022

Bohut mann karta hai
Ke koi mere bhi nakhre uthaaye…
Main roothun, to koi mujhe manaaye…
Main ro, koi mujhe chup karaaye

Kab tak khud ko yunhi
Behlaaoun, samjhaaoun?
Kab tak apne armaan
Dabbaoun, chhippaoun?

Kahan tak yeh safar
Tey karoun youn akele?
Kabhi to koi aaye, thaame mujhe,
Baahoun mein le le…

Rabia Jafar✍🏼

6th February 2022

Bonds Beyond Bottles

 

Scotch, whiskey, gin, beer,

You think these intoxicate us, my dear?

No matter how much you drink rum or wine,

It’s only true friends who make you feel fine

Champagne, Breezers, Bacardi, ale…

They sparkle bright but always fail

In front of bonds that time can’t tear,

In front of hearts that truly care

In the end, it’s crystal clear—

No drink compares to friends so dear

No bottle holds that kind of high,

No label reaches to the sky

So pour the love, forget the bar—

The best kind of drunk is who we are

So enjoy your booze, enjoy your drink…

With good friends around, who needs a shrink? 🤪

Rabia Jafar ✍🏼

Nasha - e - Dosti

Today, some friends posted in one of the whatsapp groups an impromptu plan to meet up at one of bars to have drinks and catch up… they then posted a group pic, which led to this piece being written… 

Nasha na sharaab mein, na uraak mein,

Nasha toh hai teri dosti mein, tere saath mein.

Waisa nasha kahan kisi beer ya feni mein,

Jo chadh jaata hai bas doston ki sohbat mein.

Pee lo chahe breezer, gin ya rum,

Yeh kahaan mita paayenge tere dard, tere gham.

Na wine, na tonic, na scotch mein woh baat,

Sukoon toh milta hai sache doston ke saath.

Rabia Jafar ✍🏼

2nd April 2026

Bukhaar Utar Gaya Magar…

 Lagaa thaa ke tere pyaar ka bukhaar mere sir se utar gayaa

Aaj phir ehsaas hua ke abhi bhi main beemar houn

Teri haqeeqat to dekh li, teri asleeyat jaan li,

Tere ankinat shikaroun mein, main bhi to shumaar houn

Nahin chahiye yeh kasak, kis kaam ki yeh tadap

Dil aur dimagh ko baar baar samjhaata houn

Kyun teri yaad se aaj bhi mein lipta houn?

Kyun mein apne mann ko nahin bachapata houn?

Itne mushkil se sambhaala thaa jo dil ko

Phir hogaya tyaar kambakht tootne ko

Meri rooh bhi bhool gaayee tere diye zakhm

Meri nafs ne phir qabool kiya tera hurr bharam

Tu harjaaee hai, na qabil-e- maafi hai

Yaqeen aur bharose ka qaatil hai tu

Teri meethi zubaan, bholi shakl, seher-angez andaaz

Shayad in hi ki waja se insaanon mein shaamil hai tu

Naa tujh mein hai narmi, na rahim karim hai tu

Aata hai sirf lena tujhe , daata nahin hai tu

Shikari to ek baar maarte hain, phhanste hai ek baar

Tu, kamzarf to na maarta hai na jeene deta hai hurr baar

Jab tera deen imaan nahin, dil o rooh nahin

Kyun umeed karta houn mein tujh se pyaar ki, humdardi ki?

Meri takleef main tera kya kasoor? 

Tu to hai hi shuru se bedardi

Tu ne to sirf ki thi dil lagi, dil ko lagaaya hum ne

Tu ne to sirf jaal phelaya, dekh kar bhi hum phanse

Buraaee to koot koot kar tujhe main hain bhari

Phir bhi teri ankhon ki gehraaee mein hum dhanse

Tu zalim hai, farebi hai, dhokebaaz hai tu

Phir bhi kasoor mera hai, be kasoor hai tu

Tu ne jo kiya, kyun kiya, woh jaane tera Rab

Hum to aaj bhi tumhe dua’in dete hain Huzoor!

_*Rabia Jafar ✍🏼_*

A Prayer for those Affected by the Gulf War 2026

Today once again dear Almighty,

I come to you with folded hands… 

Please protect and bless my loved ones,

Especially those in foreign lands

The sky there is threatening and scary, 

The present and future are so unclear

Everywhere there is uncertainty, ambiguity, doubt

All are desperate, filled with fear.

Please shield my loved ones, dear Almighty,

From all harm and negativity… 

Please ease the situation there… 

Surround them all with peace & positivity.

Rabia Jafar

25th March 2026

Barish, Chai… aur Hum

 

Barish, Chai… aur Hum

Baarish ka hai mausam, thandi hai hawa

Yahan hai koi nahin, hamare sivaa

Kyun na ho jaayein kuch samose, thode se pakode,

Aur kuch aisi baatein… jo dil naa tode

Mausam hai khushgawaar, saathi bhi hai salonaa

Is pal ko jee lein yaara, is yaad ko naa khonaa

Mitti ki sondi sondi khushboo, hamari yeh gupshup

Abhi lutf utha lo… naa jaane kab mile yeh sab

Kuch pal theher jaa, ae waqt zaraa

Yeh lamhaa lage jaise ho koi duaa

Kal ki fikr chhoddo, aaj mein hi jee lo, 

Yeh jo saath hai apna, isse mehsoos to kar lo… 

Baarish ka hai mausam, thandi hai hawa

Yahan hai koi nahin, hamare sivaa

Rabia Jafar

25th March 2026

——————

Haye… garma garam samose, chai aur tera saath…

Saath mein ho teekhi chutney aur kuch dil ki baat

Baat se baat nikle, yun hi kat jaaye raat

Raat ho jaaye khatam… naa khatam ho yeh mulaqaat

Mulaqaat bhi ho aisi jo rahe humeshaa yaad

Yaad aayen yeh pal, rahen aap hurr pal aabaad

Aabaad rahen, khush rahen, naa karna koi sharam

Sharam kaisi jab ho yaar dost aur samose garma garam

Haye… garma garam samose, chai aur tera saath…

Saath mein ho teekhi chutney aur kuch dil ki baat

— Rabia Jafar ✍️

Samose, Chai aur Hum

 

Today someone posted this pic in one of the Whatsapp groups… and this is what I wrote in response… 

Haye… garma garam samose, chai aur tera saath…

Saath mein ho teekhi chutney aur kuch dil ki baat.

Bas yehi chand lamhe jheene hain waqt se,

Jab tum ho, chai ho… aur dil halka ho baat se…

Rabia Jafar

A Poetic Exchange

 Last month, on 24th Feb 2026, I was on a “poetic roll”… I read someone’s post and replied to it in verse… he too replied in verse and I replied again… will post his and my versions here… 

———

If you remember me,

remember me with intensity, 

for in remembrance

lives the love we need

to survive.

Hold the memory gently,

but let it burn bright,

because love, once remembered,

never truly fades.

Good morning.

Create memories.

Love again, 

and love deeply.

My Response:

We remember only those

who slip into the distance of time—

but how does one forget

a soul that lives within every heartbeat?

You are not a memory

resting quietly in yesterday—

you are the rhythm

that keeps my present alive.

How can I forget you

when your presence breathes through my days,

when even silence

whispers your name?

The love we wander the world seeking

stands personified in you—

not fading, not fragile,

but steady like light that refuses dusk.

So I do not remember you—

I live you,

in every prayer, every pause,

every pulse of my heart.

Rabia Jafar

————-

His response:

If I am the rhythm in your heartbeat, then know this — you are the calm that steadies mine. I never wished to be a distant memory in your life; I only ever hoped to be a presence that feels like home. If my name lives in your silence, yours lives in my strength. We don’t remember what we carry in our soul — V simply breathe it. ♥️💯

My Response: 

If I am your calm,

then you are the quiet light

that teaches my storms to soften.

Home was never a place for me—

until your words

began to feel like shelter.

You speak of strength,

yet it is your presence

that turns my fragile moments

into faith.

Some souls do not enter our lives—

they unfold within them,

gently,

like a prayer we did not know

we were already answering.

So let us not speak of memory—

for memory belongs to distance.

What we are

lives closer than that—

in breath,

in silence,

in the unseen rhythm

where two souls remember

they were never truly separate.

Rabia Jafar

Ek Haan Ka Intezaar

 Just a light, flirty poem I wrote in 2024

Oh haseen

Mahjabeen

Oh mere yaar

Jaane jaan dildaar 

Tere Ishq main huwe hum deewaane

Kyun tu yeh baat naa maane?

Karte hain hum hur dum intezaar 

Kyun hai tujh ko hurr baat se inkaar?

Maan le meri baat

Aajaa mere saath

Kahin duur zamaane se alag

Ho apni zameen, apna falak

Naa kissi ka darr, naa sharam

Naa ho kissi deen imaan ka bharam 

Apni zindagi apni marzi hum jeeyein

Jaisa tu chahe, waisa hi karein 

Bas tu haan to ek baar kar

Duniya kya main Khuda se bhi loun larr

Kartoun khud ko sau (100) baar qurbaan

Tu bas ek de de muskaan 

Oh haseen

Mahjabeen

Oh mere yaar

Jaane jaan dildaar 

Tere Ishq main huwe hum deewaane

Kyun tu yeh baat naa maane?

Rabia Jafar

19th July 2024

Teacher’s Day 2025

 🌺 *Happy Teacher’s Day* 🌺
On this day dedicated to teachers, guides, and mentors, I would like to share my heart with all of you.

I do not see myself as a teacher. In truth, I am a fellow traveller—constantly learning, evolving, unlearning, and relearning. Life itself is my classroom, and every person I meet—whether a tiny baby, a peer, or an elder—has been my teacher in some way.

Age, experience, and titles do not define who can guide us. Sometimes wisdom comes from unexpected places, and often it arrives when we are most willing to remain humble and open.

There are moments when I forget what I have learned, and life gently nudges me to remember. There are times when I must unlearn old patterns to make space for something new. This journey never ends; it flows like a river, shaping us in every moment.

So today, as we honour all teachers, I bow with gratitude to every soul who has walked into my life and left behind a lesson. Each of you is my teacher, and I am deeply thankful for the learning you bring into my journey.
🙏✨ With love and reverence,
Rabia Jafar

Yaad

Over time, I’ve written a few stanzas on Yaad… remembrance… the ache when we miss someone… and over time, due to my own laziness and procrastination, I’ve lost what I’ve written as I didn’t note down in my diary and my phone crashed… Anyway, will share here as & when I remember / find / or write something new

——

Yaad to us ki aati hai jisse hum kabhi bhool jaayen

Us ko kaise bhoolein jo dil mein hai samaaye

——-

New Year’s Eve

 Wrote this on 31st Dec 2025… 

*A Note from My Heart 🤍*

As we continue walking our individual paths, I want to pause for a moment and thank each one of you for being a part of my life’s journey—and for allowing me to be, even in a small way, a part of yours. Every connection, interaction and shared moment has meant more to me than words can express.

If, at any time, through my words, actions or silence—knowingly or unknowingly—I have caused hurt, discomfort or pain, I sincerely ask for your forgiveness. It was never my intention.

From my heart, I also choose to forgive anyone who may have hurt me, intentionally or unintentionally. I release all that no longer serves love, peace and harmony, and I do so with gratitude for the lessons learned.

I pray that each one of you is Divinely blessed, guided and protected—physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually—now and always.

May grace surround you, light lead you, and peace reside within you.

With love, gratitude and blessings 🤍

Amen

Wishing you always a very merry, happy, healthy & prosperous 2026!

Rabia Jafar

Anaa

 

Anaa

Hum chup rahe to kya hua?

Aap ne bhi to kuch kaha nahin.

Hum utth kar chal diye to kya?

Aap ne bhi to rokaa nahin!

Rutth kar hum baithe rahe

Ke shaayad aap manaaoge…

Sukhi aankhen raah takti raheen 

Ke shayad aansoo pochne aap aaoge.

Naa hum ne bulaaya, naa aap ne di koi pukaar…

Reh gaya hum dono ke beech yeh intezaar…

Rabia Jafar

25th January 2026

I Love You

 This is just something that I wrote on Valentine’s Day 2026… Love has many faces and forms… it does not need words to be expressed… actions too suffice… but, it still feels good to hear - and say - these three small words, once in a while… 

*“I love you.”*

Just three simple words.

Just eight small letters.

They cost nothing — yet they can mean everything. They carry an infinite universe within them.

They have the power to heal, to reassure, to anchor, to uplift. They bring immeasurable happiness not only to the one who hears them, but also to the one who speaks them.

Love isn’t limited to romance.

It lives in friendships, in family, in mentorship,

in quiet support,

in the chosen souls who walk beside us.

These three words are a blessing spoken aloud.

Sometimes the simplest words hold the deepest magic. Never underestimate the power of saying them — and meaning them.

I love you

Rabia Jafar

Bukhaar Utar Gayaa

 Bukhaar Utar Gayaa

5th March 2026

Barson se tere khayaalon se sapne bunti rahi…

Sadiyan guzri tere khamosh intezaar mein…

Umeed thi teri wapsi ki, teri aamad ki

Dil hi nahin, rooh bhi beemar thi tere pyaar mein

Lagta tha tu hi hai jo meri duniya ko mukammal kare

Lagta tha bin tere sab kuch hai adhuraa

Humein ye ghumaan tha ke tujhe bhi yehi hai ehsaas

Intezaar tha ke kab hum ek doosre ko karein poora

Aaj magar haqeeqat se meri rooh rubaru hui

Aaj ek lambe khwaab se main jaag uthi

Aaj teri asliyat ko tasleem kiya

Aaj mera bukhaar utar gaya

Bukhaar jo utar gaya, ek baat saamne aayi

Jis ko khuda samjha, woh to insaan bhi bas naam ka thaa

Rabia Jafar

Andarooni Talaash

 

Jab bhi pukaaro, jis naam se bhi pukaaro,

Shart bas itni hai — dil se pukaaro,

Woh door kahaan, woh toh yahin rehta hai,

Apne hi andar jhaank kar use pukaaro.

Rabia Jafar

Daawat-e-Ehsaasaat - Pait ki bhi… Dil ki bhi

 22nd March 2026… Eid Ul Fitr… was cooking for friends and missing my family and others who aren’t here with me… as you all know by now, my brain & I work in weird ways… amidst chopping, measuring, spicing, shaping, cooking, I had the urge to write… and I did… below is the result… I wrote these short stanzas and shared with friends… they loved them… I hope you will do too… 

Aaj phir pakaane ki tamanna hai
Aaj phir khilaane ka iraada hai
Bas aap aa jaao khaali pait
Aaj aap ke dil jo jeetne ka sapna hai

Kaash aap yahan hote…
Aapse pyaar toh hai hi,
Mohabbat bhi shayad ho jaati…

Phir daawat sirf khaane ki nahi,
Ehsaason ki bhi ho jaati.

————-

Unhoun ne pucha, 

“Mohabbat hoti to kya hota?”

Ankhen sharm se jhuka kar hum ne kaha

“Sab kuch…”

———

In response to someone’s praises & compliments, I wrote:

Meri haisiyat hi hai kya,

Kahan taareef ke qaabil main,

Main toh faqat ek aaina hoon,

Aap hi ka aks hoon main.

Gar aapko mujh mein kuch achha dikhe,

Woh meri nahin, aapki achhaai hai,

Meri toh muskurahat bhi aap hi ki

Muskaan ki parchhaai hai.

————-

And in response to someone’s comment abt them being surprised that I’m a shaayara

Main shaayara kahan, janaab,

Hoon bas ek udna sa faqeer,

Koshish hai kisi ka dil chhoo loon,

Phir main bhi ho jaaun ameer

———

Phor kissi aur ne taareef ki to main ne kaha: 

Aap kar lete hain mazaaq acha

Hansi hansi main taareef bhi hain karte

Bas mujhe yaqeen nahin hota

Bharosa karti houn… darte darte…

Rabia Jafar

Duhaee Aur Dua

Gar tujhe mujh se mohabbat thi hi nahin

To kyun jagaaye mujh mein armaan?

Kyun dikhaaye zamaane bhar ke khwaab?

Kyun banaya mere dil ko nafarmaan?

Jab chhod ke jaana hi thaa, 

Dil ko lagwaaya hi kyun?

Teri dilagi bani mere dil ki lagi

Aakhir aise tune kiya hi kyun?

Tujhe to dhokebaaz bhi keh nahin sakte

Bhale hi humne dhokaa khayaa hai zaroor

Tum ne to kuch kaha nahin, kiya nahin

Hum hi deewaane ban kar hogaye mashhoor

Ub kya tujhe dein duhaaee, 

Ub kyun karen hum faryaad

Bas taa umar rahegi yeh dua

Tum raho humeshaa abaad