आज दिल में जागे अरमान,
सोचा संजोलूं कुछ सामान,
भर लूं अपनी झोली,
रहें न खवाईशें अधूरी।
मन ने फरमाइश की अभी,
मुझे चाहिए यह सभी –
एक टुकड़ा आसमान का,
एक बादल का, एक चांद का,
एक तारा, एक रेत का कर्ण,
धूप की इक किरण,
मिट्टी की खुशबू,
फूलों की महक,
ओस की नमी,
बांसुरी की धुन,
इंद्रधनुष के रंग,
अपनो का संग,
आम की मिठास,
प्यारा का एहसास,
क्योंकि,
कल क्या हो, क्या पता!
आज में सब फलसफा
Do my words convey you a meaning?
When I am silent do you miss me?
Does the wind whispers in your ears?
Does the rain tells you about my tears?
Do you want to be here?
Do you wish I was there?
Silent sighs.
Pounding hearts.
Melancholy in thoughts.
No, no, I am not talking about love.
For love is an art!
For a privileged few.
I am talking about a connection,
Real and true!
I am talking about a mystery.
About energy and not Chemistry!
Realize, focus consciously.
Hey, be the Alchemist.
Create precious destiny!
Waiting?
Waiting for this?
Waiting for that?
Waiting to heal?
Waiting for deals?
Waiting for right time?
Waiting to have money?
Waiting to live dreams?
Waiting for attention?
Waiting for affection?
Waiting to be heard?
Waiting to be seen?
Waiting for those validation,
That feed the esteem?
Waiting for new things?
Waiting for favourable outcomes?
Waiting for a new experience?
Waiting for a person to change?
Waiting turns to comfort zone?
Nothing other than now exists.
In waiting, living, did we quit?
Unless awareness hits-
This waiting room has no exit!
This life is a loan.
Meter-down!!!
What’s the EMI we are ready to pay?
Do we choose this loan? Or is it just forced on us?
There flew, few dragonflies,
In my tummy, what? butterflies?
Atmospheric haze inducing petrichor,
Senses hightened, without alcohol,
Oh! There it goes! Fluttering besides-
Oh! It left my sleeve, chasing again,
This disobedient,
Re-furbished, (Re-) Mended heart!
Oh the butterflies…
Colourful, blindsided, innocent!
Untamed!
And then, It rained!
Broken?
Broken bones?
Broken dreams?
Broken heart?
Broken trust?
Broken home?
Broken what???
Oh! Broken…
Broken pen,
Broken words,
Broken poetry,
Broken values?
Broken curse!
Broken patterns!
Broken bonds!!!
Yeah, broken, yet strong!!!
रुक जाना नहीं तू कहीं हारके…!
Stop, please don’t persuade me!
I won’t participate in this mockery!
I am defiant, still a rebel!
It’s merely, a glimpse of my insanity.
You can’t deal with its intensity!
My wrath can eradicate your injustice.
And yet, all I do is- pray for humanity.
My heart overflows with empathy.
For that makes me – me!
Whether or not you agree!
Yes, above everything else I choose my sanity.
Finally! I understand that I have a choice!
Don’t you try to convince me otherwise!
For tides fall, and then they rise,
And its darkest before the dawn.
Today was tomorrow yesterday,
And soon will be gone!
Trust the divine spark within,
Nothing, nothing ever will go wrong.
क्योंकि,
कांटो पे चलके, मिलेंगे साए बहार के,
रुक जाना नहीं, तू कहीं हारके…!
Musings - An Endeavour to writing 