Friday, August 16, 2013

तुम

कभी खुद से भी बात करके देखो,
जवाब कम, सवाल ज्यादा पाओगे।  

Saturday, August 10, 2013

Have you ever?

Have you ever,

Had the sun flashing down at you through a row of trees like paparazzi and you squinted your eyes,
Stared the moon chase you down, while the train you sat in whistled past ravines,
Seen lights of passing cars on the walls of your room and made stories about them,
Been deafened by the wind while you lilted against its force - nearly floating,
Seen grass sway atop a hill like the waves of the sea and imagined it to be like your hair,
Stood on a cliff & felt swayed by the minority of your existence looking at the plains ahead,
Run your finger on rock and gravel thinking who else before you would have done that,
Stood dead still under a barrage of water in a waterfall thinking you have attained eternal peace,
Seen swallows dive in the dusk sky and compared them to planes in a dog fight,
Imagined floating dandelions to be ideas not yet thought of,

Have you ever?




When...

When the ink from the pen flows faster than the blood in your veins and the clock seems to pause to take note of the ebbing away of fatigue from eyes more still than sand on a beach in low tide. 

Monday, August 5, 2013

ना तोलो वक़्त को।

तराजू में तोलो ना वक़्त को ,
हाथ मेला और बाल सफ़ेद रह जायेंगे ,
कदमो तले निकले जो दिन ख़ुशी में गिनो  उनको ,
दो हाथ खाली नहीं, कम पैड जायेंगे।