Kaise pehchanoge

कैसे पहचानोगे 
जो ख़ुद ने छिपा रखा है
वो चेहरा अलग है जो
नज़रों ने बना रखा है

कई बार कोशिश की
नक़ाब उतार फेंक देने की
नक़ाब नज़रों ने
अलग सा पहना रखा है

जिस दिन अपना कवच निकाल,
नंगे बदन में, दुनिया से मिलूँगा
ख़ुद को दुनिया में
दुनिया को खुदको में पाऊँगा

फिर ना ज़रूरत होगी
किसी पहचान की
और ना कोई नक़ाब
चेहरे पे टिकेगा

हर चेहरा मेरा अक्स होगा
हर नज़र मेरी रोशनी होगी
बंद आँखों से
हर नज़ारा, साफ़ नज़र आयेगा

कैसे पहचानोगे
जो तुम्हारा अक्स है
वो चेहरा
जो सब में नज़र आता है

Free of freedom

What does freedom mean to you?

It’s free

If I don’t have to pay

For all, that I do

And there is no one

to ask or say

It’s free

If, there is no bind

To go wherever I want

With none to seek,

nothing to find

It’s free

If I am in love

With all that I like

And when

there is none, that I don’t

I am free

When I feel free

When there is no need

To tell and prove,

that I am free

When there is no

Rhyme or reason

No purpose, no goal

Even to be free

That would be freedom

And anything else

that needs to be…

Yes, it available on order

Well as they say, there is an opportune time for everything.

It feels amazing to finally share this achievement with all of you. My book, Me Verses Me, published by BookLeaf Publishing, is now available to order on Amazon.”

I am a passionate writer. But was a reluctant author. I was prodded and egged on by my daughter Anjali who remained steadfast in pushing me to complete a set of 50 poems.

“A book of tussle.
A tale of churn.
To find the Me
Dissolved in Me”

Do let me know how it echoes in you. Will look forward to your honest feedback 😊🥰

All those I see

List the people you admire and look to for advice…

The list is long

Of all those I see

It’s the man on the street

The woman too

Or any other version of god

The eyes that meets me half way

And the ones that avert

The asleep one, on the bus

The talkative one, on the flight

The wife

The daughters

The parents, friends and family

The world outside

And the bigger one inside

Above all

The one that stares at me,

in the mirror