tumhari yaadein

क्यों रूठती नहीं तेरी याद
तुम्हारे मुझसे रूठने पर
क्यों किवाड़ पे खड़ी दस्तक लगाती है
जैसे ठकठकाया हो तुमने मेरा दर

मेरे आसपास ही रहती है वो
मानो तुम दूर गए ही नहीं
करती है मेरी रूह से वो गुफ्तगू
मानो तुम ही कह रहे हो बाती

तुम्हारी यादों का साया
मेरे साथ चलता है हर पल
तुम ने तो रुख कर लिया दूसरा
बन गयीं है ये मेरी हमसफ़र

मुस्काती हूँ तुमको जब भी सोचके
जब भी लेते हैं तुम्हारा नाम मेरे अधर
यादें एहसास दे जाती हैं तुम्हारा
जैसे मुस्कान तुम्हारी मेरे सामने हो हर सहर

The motionless hours

The golden fields sway to the music
the winds are playing since morning today
Birds tiptoeing around chirpily
Sometimes mouth full of hay

The lazy sunshine as if craving for siesta
I, under the tree, sated after a heavy meal
Killing the afternoon with bouts of sleep
While the breeze gently caresses my feet

The sun may set in some time
The evening would commence its game
As I stare at the horizon unperturbed
If my gaze could freeze the frame

A bivouac of ants pass by me
They look agile to my languorous spine
The sweet smell of grass pleasures me
And the motionless hours just feel divine

चंद काग़ज़ों की मेरी किताब ..
कुछ पन्ने फड़फड़ाते हुए
मेरी कहानी लिखते हुए
कोरे है कुछ और कुछ में सिहाहीं फैली हुई


रोक दूँ गर उनके पलटने का ये शोर
नज़रें फेर दूँ गर देख ना पाऊँ इन्हें
कुछ साँसों का फ़ासला और फिर से
वही फड़फड़ाते हुए और मेरी कहानी दोहराते हुए
वही चंद काग़ज़ मेरी किताब को बनाते हुए

When I am what I am

Its just sometimes that I stop
and look around me...
what I am passing through or what I missed

Its just sometimes that I need
That minute of the day
when I count all the moments that I tread

Its just sometimes that I wish
Time was in my hands
rather than just a watch to see that it slipped

Its just sometimes that I see
The reasons that brought a smile to my face
were the ones I usually left unbothered

Its just sometimes that I find
that spark which lit my eyes years ago
Which I thought long back had died

Its just sometimes and only sometimes
I slip back in time or move ahead...
To live the memories or those times that may come
And its these times and only these times
that I am what I am...

Living again...

A shriek of cry

One moment...

A carefree sleep...

Another one.

Half closed eyelids

One moment.

Open up to find me...

Another one.

Waking up to the slimmest sound

One moment.

Ignoring the rattles jingling...

Another one.

A day of limitless smiles

Or a night full of cries

A moment of surprise..

Too mundane another one 

She holds me in assurance...

when I hold her in my lap.

She humbles me with her patience

when I am fretting yet again.

Another one in my life

with whom I can grow up a little...

one moment.

And be a kid

another one...

Rain.....

A speck of cloud..
On a sunny afternoon..
Playing like a child
Running after the hazy moon

Another one...
In the resigning day..
joining a few others,
I fear rain...
I see around
The thirsty silent bloom here...
Clouds dancing with the wind
Will it be my terrace
Or will the rain gush far there.

Am waiting for that first drop now,
Either on my nose or eyes or head
All equally soothing...
Am waiting for the rush
some to hide deep into the soil bed

I imagine the parched floor ...
underneath a watery layer,
Life to the listless air around me,
Death to the sun's flare..

Will it be too long a wait?
Or will the clouds join by twilight
An hour's fight between hope and despair
I give up, it was too much to wish for
I get up, as the gold sun showed off his might,

Just then...
far and farther I see the clouds joined
Finally raging the war which I thought..
they had left behind,
I am all smiles as I see the colorless lines walking towards me,
From the sky to down below...
Rushing with and against the breeze
I welcome them with open arms,
too delighted to worry,
They jump with joy happy to embrace me..
I  forget the wait, forget the despair and the pain
So at the end of the day,
I get to welcome the rain

Then also I was here and you were there,

but just there and nowhere...

hiding behind the dunes of miles,

but just miles I could see and no more

The wind blew and the time flew..

I am here and still here...

No longer can I feel the distance

You are still there but now here very near...

A Long day

A Long day...didnt know where it would end,
Now shortened,
A Long day...so much I could do,
Now flew by,
A Long day...waited for the dusk to arrive,
Now arrived,
A Long day...too many people I met,
Now only you,
A Long day...with you not long enough..
With you...A long day just went by.

The silence of the moment,
when love touched you within..
The futility of expression,
realised there and then...
It came and went-
like snow surrendering to sun
So what if it turned into something..
something undecipherable,
So what if it changed its forms,
from mine to unreachable
So what if it changed my course,
Transforming the moment of silence..
into the long story of my life

I wished a miracle once,
God gave me life...
He said live it or leave it
I have been living since then..
Believing miracles do happen...

Its an endless world out there...
I slowly trespass it
Feel a bit lost but still going on

Day break and I chase the horizon..
Its always there - far beyond reach
Stubborn sun watching me arrive

Am firm on the land
But the sky is unfathomable
What should I reach for
For its depth is unknown...

Then I see the sheath turning grey,
It pretends to be near
Embracing me softly..
Even warning me gently

It pours like a mighty warrior
An undeclared attack
I stop and catch my breath..
Things are different - I give in

Sun is defeated and so am I
The sky is not endless
Horizon blurred, the earth cocooned
Relieved abruptly and so am I

A Lost Space

I have my space,

Its cluttered but I can find what I want to

The rest hides beneath

And I am happy for that

Moments clicked eons ago

Some shining and some blur

Thoughts concealed from all

But still very much visible

My space has all

As and when I need

I go back there and I am me

There is an invasion now…

A separation from my space

Addition to my space

Unknown zones, don't want to go there

Slowly it’s moving away

Squeezing me out…

My space is distant now

I am left with a lot of vacuum

How do I fill it and with what

I can’t meet me now…

My space is gone

Taking me for what I stood

Great Expectations...

Opportunities siezed or opportunities lost...
Just two options our life is made of ..
I sit back and relax
but thats not the way to live..
I ponder and brood now and then..
but thats not the thing to think of
I let time pass by as days and nights
but thats not the time they are really proud of
Need to run and catch a lane-a shorter one now..
That simply leads me fast to gain.

Years lost they say in dont know what..
It was as if you never lived after being born...
Living dreams that never impressed...
Of small moments only giving you joy
Where was the big deal that may have fetched
Where was the passion you should have followed
Where was the direction you should have identified

What did I do if I couldnt figure out
That just two options my life is made of..
Success achieved or failure received

Winds of Change

Walking down the known path..
I can stand up against the old winds..
Awaken to new worlds
Its unknowns are too deep to even ponder..

While I wait for my destiny to unfold..
Its too long a time to not walk
Life comes back in a full circle
Just that its a longer way to the start..

Let me slowly arise and be a part
Of the revolution which I couldnt bring..
I may not be at the front but I am somewhere
Not standing but moving back and forth

Its a unending race and am steady..
A small step and a big leap ..
I may be the one to start a new circle