मेरा कुछ सामान तुम्हारे पास पड़ा है…
Those innocent giggles, the jiggling and clicking of my bangles,
Those soft meaningful whispers…
All drowning in the cacophony of heated arguments, fights and rage.
We started life’s journey together,
Today, as strangers we part ways.
वो रात बुझा दो, मेरा वो सामान लौटा दो….
Those amazing vacations,
Those breathless views,
Those turmoils where we were like glued,
With each other, with commitments, true.
This night is drowned in melancholy subdued.
ये रात बुझा दो, मेरा वो सामान लौटा दो…
The smile that beams through these family pictures,
The coffee I left unfinished to attend our crying son.
It was an unfruitful and endless wait for you to return.
Abuses were hurled under that bed freshly done!
Tonight is clogged with memories of all that can’t be undone.
ये रात बुझा दो…
मेरा वो सम्मान (respect) लौटा दो !!!
Musings - An Endeavour to writing 