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My worn out Shoes

My worn out shoesholds many memoriesEmbedded and buriedDeep within its weary sole Witness and participantIn those resolute and thoughtful stepsOf the many tough treksAnd some easy strolls Scrapping the groundRaising the dustTo propel me forwardto play my rightful role It lays tatteredWounded and batteredWith Splayed stitchesAnd some ghastly holes Yet comfortableIn a neat fitMoulding andContinue reading “My worn out Shoes”

Achu – The Mahout

My father turns 84. He celebrates the thousand full moons. He had a childhood dream of becoming a Mahout. He celebrates his 84th birthday with his wife who turns 75. AchuThe young MahoutIs all of 84 For this young heartThe ageIs just a mere score Bathed freshIn milky light of thousand moonsHe is up forContinue reading “Achu – The Mahout”

Ab uthegi subah

तुम उठोगी सुबह शायद होगी सुबह खूबसूरत जैसी तुम हो आँखें मलती हुई लेके अंगड़ाई उठेगी सुबह जैसे तुम हो कुछ नींद में सूरज से खेलती आँख मिचौली जैसे तुम हो अब उठेगी सुबह मेरी बाहों में जैसे तुम हो

From here to forever

In the momentsof foreverWe spend our timeTogether There liesthe embracein slow caress of timeStretching forever Entwined as oneBeneath thesatin sheetsAlways drawing closer Warm lipsLead to hungry heartsAlway eagerWith passion forever In the eyesIn the breathIn each others beingIn arms of each other From hereTo whereverHolding handsWe will walk forever

Happy 75th Birthday Amma

हुए साल पचहत्तरपर बस गिनती केमन अभी भी बचपन से भराखिला खिला और सुंदर नया सीखने को तैयारबिना हिचक, बिना संकोचचाहे हो जाए कभी कोई गलतीअपनी कोशिश, वो कभी नहीं रोकती जो हो मन उदासतो हँस देती हैजब ना मिले जवाबतो ग़ुस्से से भरा message भी करती है अभी भी शायद बैठी होगीहम सब कोContinue reading “Happy 75th Birthday Amma”

It’s a good news

it’s a good newsI jump up highin the airUp highto touchthe sky where god staysthey say with prideI touch the cloudsmist slipping through clenched fiststry and grab the warm raysbut then fall backempty handedlanding backon the lapof the motherin the velvety grasssprinkling streamand rolling hillsand thereI find godit’s a good news