Where every feeling finds its language
Modern Day Ghalib
A weekly shayari — where Ghalib's ache meets the modern heart
Every Sunday — one verse, one feeling, one truth
Raat ke andhere mein teri yaad ka diya jalata hoon,
Khud ko tanhaa paata hoon, phir bhi tujhe pukarta hoon.
Ghalib ne kaha tha — dard hi asli daulat hai,
Aaj bhi us baat ki qeemat sirf main jaanta hoon.
— Farzi Kavi
From the Collection
Verses that linger long after the page turns
"Baarish mein bheegna chahta hoon,
teri yaad ko dhona chahta hoon…"
"Waqt bhi kya cheez hai,
deta hai zakhm aur phir bhar bhi deta hai…"
"Pehli baarish mein mitti ki jo khushboo aati hai,
kuch aisi hi teri yaad bhi man ko bhaati hai."
Tales Worth Telling
Small moments carrying the weight of whole lifetimes
She found the letter tucked in the spine of an old dictionary. Addressed to no one — or perhaps everyone who'd ever lost someone quietly, without a goodbye...
Every evening he made two cups of tea. One for himself, one for the empty chair. Old habits, he'd say, are harder to un-learn than languages...
Arjun stood at the traffic light at 2am. No cars. Still he waited for green — because some rules feel sacred when everything else has fallen apart...
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Every verse — a window into someone's innermost world
"Raat ke andhere mein teri yaad ka diya jalata hoon,
Khud ko tanhaa paata hoon, phir bhi tujhe pukarta hoon."
"Baarish mein bheegna chahta hoon,
teri yaad ko dhona chahta hoon,
par tu bhi yaad hai aur baarish bhi tujhse si lagti hai…"
"Waqt bhi kya cheez hai,
deta hai zakhm aur phir bhar bhi deta hai,
ek din sab theek ho jaayega — yahi bol ke chhod jaata hai."
"Raat bhar khwaab bunta hoon,
subah aankh khulti hai aur sab bikhar jaata hai,
phir bhi raat ka intezaar rehta hai…"
"Door se hi sahi, tujhe dekhna chahta hoon,
paas aane ki jurrat nahi —
kahin khwaab hi na toot jaaye…"
"Pehli baarish mein mitti ki jo khushboo aati hai,
kuch aisi hi teri yaad bhi man ko bhaati hai."
Short Stories
Small moments. Big feelings. Real or imagined.
She found the letter tucked in the spine of an old dictionary. Addressed to no one — or perhaps everyone who'd ever lost someone quietly...
Every evening he made two cups of tea. One for himself, one for the empty chair. Old habits, he'd say, are harder to un-learn than languages...
Arjun stood at the traffic light at 2am. No cars. Still he waited — because some rules feel sacred when everything else has fallen apart...
On the train she always chose the window seat. Not for the view outside — but to watch the faces inside. Every stranger, a story she'd never know fully...
Vo gali wapas aayi. Makaan wahi tha, rang badal gaya tha. Darwaze ka ghanta abhi bhi wahi awaaz karta tha. Usne nahi bajaaya. Sirf khadi rahi...
He mapped everything — cities, coastlines, mountain passes. But he could never map the territory of what he felt for her. No legend would suffice...
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Farzi Kavi was born from a simple belief — that ordinary people carry extraordinary words inside them. This is a space built for those words.
Founded and curated by Farzi Kavi, this blog is a home for Shayari and Short Stories in Hindi, Urdu, and English. From heartbreak to hope, nostalgia to now — every piece here exists because it made us feel something real.
The name "Farzi" — meaning make-believe — is a wink to every poet ever told their feelings were too much, too dramatic, too fake. The feelings here are anything but.
Modern Day Ghalib is our weekly love letter to Urdu poetry — reinterpreted for modern hearts still carrying old aches.
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