Echoes of the soul

Haan, Abhi wala mauka sahi hai

लोग हैं, तो रिश्ते हैंरिश्ते हैं, तो ख़लिश भी कोई ग़लत है तो कोई सही भीइस भीड़ में कहीं एक हंसी छिपी थी अभी अभी तो इन आँखों में उसकी चमक दिखी थी चलो, उसे ढूँढते हैं करें कब शुरुआत ये सोचते हैं है मौक़े बहुतपर कौनसा मौक़ा सही हैये जो अभी वाला मौक़ा हैContinue reading “Haan, Abhi wala mauka sahi hai”

Dancing into the New Year

It’s going to be new year tomorrow.In next one day, we will move a year. It seems like that, but is not true.It’s an end of a yearapparently, but it is equally untrueAnd a beginning, it seemsBut it is as much, as any next dayBut what, it truly isIt is an occasion To rejoice withContinue reading “Dancing into the New Year”

Lighter than feather

No grudge, no regrets Lighter than feather it weighs Empty heart flies free

Hope and Cheer

Riding on the sleigh Singing loudlyOn the happy beatsof the trotting reindeersThere comes the Santabringing hope and cheerMay the gifts be empty of thingsAnd filled withHappiness and CheersWishing you allA merry Christmas And a happy new year

Yaadon ke Rishte

कुछ बातें जो हैं सिर्फ़ हमारीकुछ सचऔर कुछ जो अब सच बन गये हैं जब भी मिलेंगे फिर से दोहरायेंगेंसाथ हँसेंगेंऔर जब तनहा होंगे उन्हीं क़िस्सों को याद कर मुस्कुराएँगेइन क़िस्सों से जुड़े हैं इन्ही यादों का तो रिश्ता हैना खून का ना क़ानून का पर है बहुत पक्का और बहुत सच्चा

For the love of write

I looked upthe statsAnd there I saw the dipFrom the previous weekI wonderedwhat happenedhow could I fall downfrom my previous peakmaybe I said something something out of tasteor a line or twowritten in hasteso I read through all my scribbles pleasantly surprised that it wasn’t all that wasteI liked what I wrotea factI was happyContinue reading “For the love of write”

The last month

It’s the last monthand thenthis year would be a pastTwelve monthclubbedAnd called an yearat lastIt sure passedQuicklyOne year in a blinkIt was a full long yearIf you look back,Pause and thinkFilled with memoriesBitter and sweetFew things done, some left undoneSeemed a long timeMany things were plannedFew things of work, fewer things funBut now it’s overWellContinue reading “The last month”

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