कुछ पढ़ना नहीं लिखना चाहता हूँ और थोड़ी देर सोना चाहता हूँ … अगर रास्ते में हूँ तुम्हारे तो सरका दो या बैठो मेरे साथ चुप चाप, इत्मिनान से … वक्त को भरना नहीं गुज़रते हुए देखना चाहता हूँ बारिश से बचना नहीं जी भर के भीगना चाहता हूँ … अगर कुछ छींटे तुमपर गिरContinue reading “Kuch der aur. Sona chahta hoon”
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Beyond the final checkout counter
So many things That I like I asked, if I can carry them all? Across and beyond the final checkout counter I paid for them, after all! It says, you can leave empty handed, There is no other option, That’s all! And the things, you carry and the money you hoard It just stays hereContinue reading “Beyond the final checkout counter”
I cooked a meal…I couldn’t taste
What’s your favorite thing to cook? I cooked A dream The most delicious one Full of colour Loaded with Wafting aromas From the array of Sizzling pans Simmering couldrons Then there were the glass jugs With frosted sides Waiting beautifully Filled with their colourful juices Competing in a happy way with the red cherries ThatContinue reading “I cooked a meal…I couldn’t taste”
World full of wonder
I see the worldFull of wondersMy eyes doI hear the soundVibrant and clearMy ears doI smell and tasteSome nice, some foulMy nose and tongue doIn my mindI make storiesVivid and trueThe world is out there There is one inside toowhich one is true?
Living a dream
When I wake up rubbing my eyesdone with sleepready for the waking world I will grab in vainthe fading dreaminglingering in my woken mindready to beuncoiled and uncurled The routine of livingwill occupy timeturning minutes to hoursmorning to afternoonday into night sucked in the vortex of doing I will miss the good partof beingI mayContinue reading “Living a dream”
House of Wood
पेड़ के तने पर है एक काठ का घर है घर जैसा पर अपना नहीं कुछ तिनकों से सजाना होगा है सुंदर पर अभी अपना नहीं मोहब्बत से रंगना होगा ख़्वाहिशों को सच बनाना होगा तब होगा सच, अपना कल सिर्फ़ रहेगा एक सपना नहीं नये पंख उड़ेंगे अपना आसमान ढूँढेंगे होगी नई शुरुआत उनContinue reading “House of Wood”
Not the man from Petushkie
What job would I do for free?I say Noneand never free Why do something at first place?and that too for free? I have a sane mindand not a muddle headfrom Petushkie if its a jobit can’t be funand to do it for freeis a wrong plea If it was to dreamI would do it forfreeContinue reading “Not the man from Petushkie”
Let me dream
If there was a biography about you, what would the title be? Story of myselfwhere would it starthow would it sift the realfrom the dream and which onewould it narratethe real or the dreamand how will it knowthe difference maybe the title would readI am wake – let me dream
Living a dream
Hurtling at urgent speedI look out of the windowAmazed In my belted seatI am staticSuspended Bathed in reflected lightIn an illusion of speedLiving a dream
Dhund Hai, Dhoop hai
धुँध हैकी धूप हैसाँझ हैकी रूप हैरूप हैतो ढल जाएगाख़्वाब हैतो फिर आएगामुझे मत उठानामुझे सोने दोमुझे मेरे ख़्वाबों मेंरहने दोधूप मेंधुँध में
My Tales Within 