The Optimistic Me
The Optimistic Me is third in the series of poem dedicated to the book The End. The End is a story of suffering, healing, of losing and finding oneself amidst the pandemic times. The Cautious Me The Sceptic Me The Optimistic Me The world stood…
100 gm सुकून
१०० ग्राम सुकून भी काफी होता ज़िन्दगी गुज़ारने के लिए सब कुछ था पर बस सुकून ही न मिला पल दो पल के लिए हर रात रोशन था आसमान उस चाँद की चांदनी के दरम्यान पर मेरी आँखों से गायब है जो नींद ऐ…
Part II – The Skeptic Me!
This is Part II in the series of three reflecting the times we are living through: The Cautious Me The Skeptic Me The Optimistic Me Tomorrow,When all of this is overMaybe we do notFall into oblivionAs ifNothing happenedNothing matteredNothing camenothing conqueredThere was nothingWhat got us…
Part I – The Cautious Me!
I wrote this during the times of COVID-19! Yes, COVID-19 is a virus that grappled the world. Originated in China, the virus traveled far and wide calling for worldwide shutdowns and lockdowns. People were forced to lock themselves up to prevent the infection, businesses were…
Kahwa (कहवा)
अर्सों हो गए एक कप गरमा-गरम कहवा पिए हुए,उस अंगीठी के आगे-पीछे बैठे हुएऔर अपने दिलों को हल्का किये हुए! वो कहानियां भीन जाने कहाँ गुम सीहो गयी,जिन्हें कहवे के घूंट संग पीते थेमानो वह चीनी से नमक हो गयी! उस कहवे में क़ैद दिलों की गर्माहट थीअब तो जैसे…
Kuch boond zindagi
कुछ बूँद ज़िन्दगीगवा दी हमनेज़रुरत से ज़्यादाज़रुरत के नाम पेअगर सोचें ज़रा ब्रश करते रहेसाबुन मलते रहेछई छप छईएक बारी में टंकी खाली हो गयी भला धोये हमने भरतनगाड़ियां भी धुलती रहीधुले रोज़ बरामदे पानी की नालियां बनती रहीजो चाहते हम तो खिला सकती थी बगीचा हरा-भरा स्कूलों…
Hankering for The 7 Insipid Days
An early arrivalA cool breeze of airshooting the rumours of the heat.A ride with a driver, who keptfretting about the history we keep,laments about the quality ofkikkar, ammonia and Rahul they breed. A motley group of friendsfrom country’s far endslame jokes, petite jibesall of which,…
Silence, the noisiest of all
Silence, I sayis not peacefulIt is bellicose, belligerent, beguileguarded in the cloaks of calm, composure and zen! It has this uncanny abilityto hit you hard,punch you in the stomachat the odd-est hourswhen you do not expect it at all! But after all these yearsof being bitten…
We Have No Home
Every year, millions of us move places to places to achieve our dreams, accomplish something bigger in our lives. And with each move, we leave or (atleast seemingly disconnect) from our homes or hometowns. We find solace – a place to be at – and…
The lanes that don’t call us back!
Few years back, we had left our homes in pursuit of newer and bigger things, achievements we called them then, compulsions we may call them now, if so? But we left behind the lanes, that do not call us back. We never knew we would…
The Sparrow that Whispers
Long time ago (20years to be precise), that green eyed boy Was always caught with what he did to the lunch-box Ate, shared or clandestinely threw it in the bin What amazed him was How each bit of it, of what happened in the school…
