The oar moves
Rhythmically
Propelling the boat
Oarsman is the traveller
He is the fuel
Boat stays in the river
The oar too
Oarsman moves to the shore
Beyond the boat
Beyond the river

The oar moves
Rhythmically
Propelling the boat
Oarsman is the traveller
He is the fuel
Boat stays in the river
The oar too
Oarsman moves to the shore
Beyond the boat
Beyond the river

Possessions
My belongings
Can’t let go
They posses me too
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फिर अजनबी हैं
मुलाक़ात का
मौक़ा ढूँढेंगे
जान पहचान का
बहाना ढूँढेंगे
वो सहमी नज़र,
उस मुस्कराहट का
इशारा ढूँढेंगे
नयी दोस्ती है
मोहब्बत का नया
फ़साना ढूँढेंगे

There must be a memory
which you don’t remember
There must be a ‘present’ in the past
That you never lived
They lie there
Beyond your reach
In the opposite direction
Of the arrow of time
But this step
Is where you stand
Real and now
Is where the moment waits
The stairs go up
to the stars in your eyes
C’mon take the step
And pick up the stride
Yes it’s within reach
Just need to jump and grab
There no other moment than this one
Where there is a full life to be lived
The life lived
Is a string of memories
I am making a necklace
Will not miss a single pearl

Each press of finger
Puts a letter on screen
On their own they are just a sound
Together they make sense
The letters make sound
Some words are small
Easy to spell and simple
Some are long and complicated
Tongue twisters and sophisticated
The words make meaning
Each having a same purpose
To convey a meaning
As a string in the sentence
That’s part of the larger story
The sentence make statements
Like the letter needs a word
words needs a sentence
The sentence is not in isolation
It also needs a story
Sentences string up story
In the book they all live
Each at their own place
Ignored individually
Collectively remembered
Story lives in a book
Each of us are just a key
On a keyboard of life
appearing in different words
Making meaning in being together
We live in our relationships

कश्ती ले जाए मुझे उस पार
जो मेरा किनारा है।
कश्ती का है कौनसा किनारा?
बहता पानी ही उसका किनारा है।

Every game has a rule
If you decide to play the game
You must follow
That is the rule
Rules decides who wins
And who loses
You must accept the results
That is how it works
The rules form the matrix
Over which the game is played
Game cannot exist without it
The rule is the root
The rule connects the players
In the game, each one is equal
Each player is a mere thread
That is the crux
The rule is supreme
You made the choice to play
It’s your game now
it’s your sacred rule

Weary eyes squint
after an uneasy night
as the unfaithful curtains let in the unforgiving sunlight,
sips from the bitter cup of coffee
push the dreams to the fringe
ushering in, the real world
fast enough to make you cringe,
Lets get up and run
there's a lot to be done
Today, there’s a schedule to follow
Wait,
I’ll live my life tomorrow
Hurried footsteps over the grass
Fail to notice the drops of dew,
shed by the trampled blade of grass
over the polished shoe
merging into the milling crowd
losing identity like the flake in the snow
Saying yes
When at times I should’ve said No
Today this bitter pill
I need to swallow
Wait,
I’ll live my life tomorrow
In the everyday din
Unheard goes the soul as it screams
Running after the aspirations
we race the clock, forgetting our dreams
So many tasks
so many biddings to be done
Before I think of myself
there are so many accolades to be won
Today let me make a fortune
to save my tomorrow
Wait,
I’ll live my life tomorrow
Deceitful mirror be blamed
for my face that did fade
Hidden in the shadows
of the roles that I’ve played
Tired body rebels
and the weary limbs ache
but its not over yet
there is so much at stake
looking at the closing clock
I wish a moment I could borrow
But I am tired and I must sleep now,
Wait,
I’ll live my life tomorrow

तुम वहीं हो
मेरे लिए
अब भी वही हो
बड़ी हो गयी हो
मेरे लिए
अब भी वही हो
हर वक्त इस दहलीज़ पे मिलूँगा
तुम्हारे लिए
अब भी वहीं हूँ
चाहे जहां भी हो
मेरा अंश हो, मुझसे
अब भी जुड़ी हो


तुम अलग नहीं
तुम मुझमें हो
आपस में कोई
फ़ासला नहीं
एक मुलाक़ात
बरसों पहले हुई थी
पहली मुलाक़ात
बादलों में हुई कभी
सफ़र सदियों का है
राह साथ गुज़ारी है
ज़िंदगी की रेत पर
कदमों के निशान दो नहीं
साथ जो गुज़रा
हर लम्हा बेमिसाल
असल में या ख़्वाबों में
तुम्हारे बिना कोई पल नहीं
नाम जुड़ गया है
ख़्वाब और उम्मीदें जुड़ गयीं हैं
एक हस्ती है
मेरी अलग कोई पहचान नहीं
तुम अलग नहीं हो
कोई और नहीं
मुझसे तुम हो
तुमसे में हूँ
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