Teri dhun mein rehta hoon

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हर काम अधूरा करता हूँ

हर बार,

वक्त से पीछे रहता हूँ

कुछ रखता हूँ यादों में 

और कुछ भुलाया करता हूँ

तेरी ही धुन में रहता हूँ 

यूँ ही,

हर वक्त, मगन 

एक ये काम,

मुक्कम्मल

बेशक, मैं पूरा करता हूँ 

Not for money. Yeah

List three jobs you’d consider pursuing if money didn’t matter.

1. Tour guide –

I would travel and tell stories. Mostly interesting and authentic but few sprinkles of fantasy – made up and yet fantastic

I will meet people, make lifetime memories for them

Take pictures for them. The kinds that they would laugh and remember

2. Guy at ‘Subway’ food counter –

I would watch people through so many choices and have fun watching the customers reel under the weight of making those mundane but tough decisions.

Watching few who would know so clearly and yet others who would pretend they knew.

There would be few who would just let me decide their fate, and then regret silently.

Or someone who would shout and confuse me with their ever changing mind and then regretting not so silently

I might get irritated by the one who would be suspicious and untrusting. Who might even measure if 6” bread was actually 6” long. But that would be fun too.

And yes it would be fun to wear those stars on the chest and the caps. The Best Salesman of July or The top employee of the Leap Year 😄

2. RJ

I would love to play my song and sway with the ears across the breadth of the FM channel

I would love to hear stories of the people who would tune and dial in

It would be fun to feel the smile on the face when you play that exact song which was in their minds. The one that resonates with them.

To be alone yet making people not feel lonely

Creature of the sea

I am a creature 
of the sea
Dwelling in the ocean
Filled with salty tears
of sorrow and grief

I rise to the surface
For a quick long breath 
of the skimming winds
Laden with smiles
of joy and happiness

Long enough
I stay
Soaking in happiness 
Only to dive deeper
Into depth of despair

And the cycle 
goes on endlessly 
of short bouts of happiness
And then the unending 
expanse of sorrow

Till I find happiness
In the salty waters 
Dissolved and hidden
distilled out 
by my new found gills

Now I dwell
In the sea 
And in the winds above
Free of despair
Equally in bliss