तेरा कल आगया, मेरा कल अभी गुज़रा ही नहीं मैं उसी लम्हे को जीती हूँ बार बार क्या प्यार? किसकी पुकार? क्या बरकरार? सब बेकार! मेरे दिन हैं अधूरे रातें बेज़ार क्या अलग होता कुछ - हाँ कहते जो तुम, न करते इंकार?
हाँ कहते जो तुम…
मेरे पिता के हाथ
जीवन तराशते, प्रकाश तलाशते मेरा जीवन बनाते कल से बेहतर आज, आज से बेहतर कल मेरे पिता के हाथ कभी करुणा से आखों की नमी पोंछते कभी झूठी नाराज़गी जताके लगाम खींचते बेरोक प्रेरक शक्ति बन कुछ लिखते जाते कभी खर्चे का हिसाब, कभी कल के ख्वाब मेरे पिता के हाथ द्रढ़ थे हर कदम,... Continue Reading →
The Surrenderer
In the green mystic garden, everything was in place. Toiled to perfection with tools. Sunlight filtered down through the lush mango trees, barely touching the ground. This is where Ika usually sat, under the oldest tree, testing her bow string. Dressed in black from top to bottom, her clothes were wax coated to last longer... Continue Reading →
The Rains are Under-rated
The parallels we pick are the distances that keep us all together… neither too close nor too far!! Walking too close would choke the space I have, the space that is all I have. Let's meet after we've felt the first rains ! Through the diamonds that are formed when the wind is confused and the drops before... Continue Reading →
The Long and Short of a Palm !
It might appear as a serendipitous bond today but there's so much that's gone in making it what it is. When I received my first plant, a baby palm it was. Meant to be kept indoors, needed minimum sunlight, minimum water.. in short minimum care. It was to be a decorative plant in the living... Continue Reading →
Some Days
There are days when your presence is stronger in your absence... And I'm just glad I live in a world where you 'are'! And I don't mind losing myself on these days..
FYNDING ME 
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