A hustling wind....

Am just a hustling wind

Whistling all the way.....unseen

Waving away....a little gust near ears...

Making my presence felt

And at some point .....
Dissolving in absolute nothing.

Sometimes a smoke I am....

And sometimes pushing raindrops,

Sometimes with the fog I emerge

And settle down as a drop of dew...

With dawn, I wake up as a breeze....

Cool and full of energy .....

At nights.....I howl my greatest fears

And sleep in the trembling cage.....

Sometimes I rise with the dawn

At noons I collide with the bright

At dusk I melt with the purple and orange syrups

At nights... I hide in the shadows away from the light.....

Singing my unsung songs to who can hear all......

Ik Ghutan si.....

इक घुटन सी,

आँसुओं में  है टपकती।



हर बूँद खुद को जला,

पिघलती  और सुलगती।



आँखों ही आँखों में ,

कुछ वो कहती और रोती।



मगर खुद के ग़म में ,

रहती वो सिसकती और पिघलती।



जली जा रही है ,

रोती , सुबकती।



शाम ढलते ही ,

आवाज़ आए कहीं से।



जला दो ये (मोम )बत्ती ,

 अँधेरा बड़ा है।



जल जल के करती ,

गम ये पार करने।



कि दरिया भी मैं हूँ

किनारा भी मैं हूँ।



और ये बिचारी ,

कश्ती भी मैं हूँ।

Patta Patta.......

तरसते  हैं पत्ते ,

शाखों से गिर के ,

ज़मीं पे हवाएँ ,

ऐसे झुलायें।



कभी इस दिशा में ,

कभी उस दिशा में।

झड़ते  है  ऐसे,

पतझड़ हो  जैसे।



कभी आसमानों से.…

बातें थे करते....

सुरमई सी शामें ,

सुनेहरी दोपहरें। …



झड़ते-ऐ-दामन ,

वो पत्तों की टहनी। ....

वो चादर  हरी सी ,

आज सूखी है ऐसे





ज़मीं पर है पत्ता ...

और नज़रें उन्हीं पे।

वो हँसते हैं ऐसे.…

ना आँसू गमी के।



हम रोते हैं अपनी …

 किस्मत  पे आखिर।

जुदाई है ऐसी,…

हमेशा की सर्दी।



वो तरसता पत्ता ,

शाख़ों से गिरकर।

गिरकर ,बिछड़कर ,

है रोता सिकुड़कर।



हवा उसको रोले …

पाँव उसको कुचले …

मगर फिर  भी गाता …

वो  अपंना तराना।

Everyday is a MOTHER'S DAY.....

   

                  With one never starts a thing but two. Two people make a couple - make parents , make a start. When I was only me, I would not think of others much as much I thought for myself.But after I got married to your father, I realized life is so much happier, when you have someone to share your blessings, your laughter, your achievements, even your pain and grief.



                  With the news of your arrival, I learned to Hope for the best, dream about the new life, I'll have with you,my own flesh and blood.I learned Patience to see you in my arms. And also taking care of myself for you.Your father and  I share so many moments of those nights, when we would think of names, color of your eyes, the way you'll call us by your little words and so much more.





                   And finally, when you arrived, we just felt like after a long hot day,the drops of rain have fallen to quench the thirst of the  dry land.I forgot the pain, yes the pain,which is said to be the greatest in the world. I got you in my arms and I felt the love for you making me forget everything and everyone around.



                   Your eyes, your sweet smiles, cries, your holding my hand, keeping close to me made me learn the importance of being there for you. You taught me dear to be there when you needed me. When you tried to sit and finally made it, taught me your desire to achieve. When you crawled on your knees, made me know you wanted to excel even though you were small to understand. When you walked finally, your achievement, I sensed the victory in your eyes, on your face.



                    Dear, at nights, when you slept, I watched over you, feeling pleased that you are safe, you are well. Today, I understand, why my mom used to say that children are the world.My small world started with you and I am really happy to have you in my life.



                    The day, I knew you were coming, I felt like God, a universe was in the making, inside me. Every day and every month, you grew inside me, making me realize, how God is said to be around us and inside us. You made me a goddess dear, I felt like one, the power of a god to create life, I understood the process of creation, amazing is the work of God, so continues and so magical. Such a magical feeling it is, to be a mother.



                     When you were born, a part of me was born in You. Who says we live only once???But the fact is I live in You too.After I am no more, I will live as You. Yes dear, this is how life moves forward.I have given you what I had and You have taught me most of the things in life.And though only a day is celebrated as Mother's Day, I say for mothers, everyday is a MOTHER'S DAY.





                   

On my mind......

I thought of YOU.....

When there were clouds in the sky.

I thought of YOU....

When the rains fell by.



I thought of YOU....

When the raindrops danced.

I thought of YOU....

Standing under the stars.



Smiling to myself without any reason...

Hoping YOU were here with me....





The sudden gust of warm air.....

Tingles and touches my ear.

And I turn around.....

To find YOU near.



How did YOU know???

YOU were on my mind?

Did you mind?Ever!!!

My thinking of YOU???

Whisper of the Silence.....

The winds blew with a heavy heart.....

Like running away with rolling tears....





At last the sun was waving a kiss...

Him, the night was going to miss.....





Did anyone see what the wind kept to herself?

Or ignore its broken self?





A faith, a hope, shattered today....

The wound it caused never happened in a day...





The howling wind made its voice heard....

In the den, it entered with a heart burnt...



Why should she talk in whispers?

In the grave of forbidden silences?



Nobody consoled her broken heart.....

She melted in her own arms.....



Away with its silent mourns,

It spread it wings on the weary charms....



The dusk settled and it started its cries....

The howl grew louder in wintery nights....



The trees hang down  their faces in shame.....

When her elbow rustles with leaves in pain.....



The whispers went unnoticed with times.....

Sometimes loud, fiery with lightening clouds.....



Her anger grew higher and sobbing decreased.....

When at last she punished the culprit in sleep.....



No one knows when she had her revenge.....

Why then she still whispers intense???



Is it the sadness, she can no longer hold?

Or is it the love, she had but never told?





I begin to sympathize with her whispers in cold.....

Whenever she whispers, I try to console.....



The silent nights move ahead in times....

Still at nights, she whispers her cries....





Still those whispers........

In those silent nights......

Ik khyaal.......

इक ख़याल......







अपनों  में  अजनबी  कितने??
अजनबियों  में  अपने  कितने?
ख़याल  ये रख  मन - 

मन में सवाल कितने?
 

सवालों  के  जवाब  कितने ?

जवाबों  के  हिसाब  कितने?
आज  वक़्त गुज़र  भी गया -
तो ये हिसाब-ए -इंतज़ार  कितने ?



इंतज़ार का आलम

देखो-कितना लम्बा है?

दो गज़ की दूरी है,

और सालों  का अँधेरा है.…





ज़िंदा सभी हैं...

ख्यालों के समन्दर में।

उठती लहरे हैं

ख्याल ही जैसे ज़िन्दगी हो।



हर ख़याल में क़ाबिज़ ,

अफसानों का इक सवेरा है।

देखना है अब तो.....

कब छटता  ये अँधेरा है।





अंधेरे को अब रोशिनी का सहारा है…

जैसे कश्ती को लहरों का किनारा हैं

मौत किनारे पर ज़िंदगी को देखे यूँ

वक़्त लहर बन ज़िन्दगी को धकेले यूँ।



ज़िन्दगी जिंदा रहने की जिद है.....

मौत तो एक बेपरवाह नींद है।

क्या आलम हो उस ज़िंदगी का.....

मौत से ना जिसको कोई  खौफ हो।