ऐ हवा , ना रुको तुम........

ऐ हवा ,
ना रुको तुम,
बहती चलो,
संग  ले कर चलो तुम,
नयी रिश्तों की खुश्बोएं,
और
इधर-उधर बिखरी
बीती यादों की धूल.

रुक जाओंगी मैं,
अब न चलूंगी संग तुम्हारे,
कुछ देर,
अपने गुलमोहर की छाँव में बैठ,
लाल सुरख़ फूलों से
कुछ कहूँगी
और कुछ सुनूंगी।
बहुत बहकी तुम्हारे संग,
अब कुछ ठहर जाओंगी।

ऐ हवा ,
ना रुको तुम,
बहती चलो,
संग  ले कर चलो तुम,
नयी मंजिलों के सिलसिले ,
और
इधर-उधर बहके 
डगमगाए क़दमों के चिन्ह!










                           
                              

Mirrors don't lie!

Courtesy: Google Images

I stood before a mirror,
dressed in white gown,
embellished with shining golden trim,
hair loosely over my shoulders,
white spring blooms tucked gently,
eyes calm and radiant......

      I close my eyes,
      to capture this moment
      and
      in the darkness behind those eyelids,
             I go into a dark tunnel,
             running furiously,
             holding my gown
             to reach the tunnel end,
             to reach to the light..........

                               Stressed;
                               I open my eyes,
                               to find a glamour princess,
                               white, pure and tranquil!

    I close my eyes,
    to seize this sensation
    and
    in the stillness between those heartbeats,
             I drown to the bottoms of ocean,
             swimming frantically,
             pushing the waters behind
             to swim to the shores,
             to swim to the land..........

                               Hassled;
                               I open my eyes,
                               to find a jazzy princess
                               snowy, still and serene!



  I close my eyes,
    to seize this sensation
    and
    in the interval between those breaths,
             I jump to the deepest of deep valleys,
             climbing swiftly,
             clasping to each twine
             to rise to the peak,
             to ascend to the zenith..........

                               Strained;
                               I open my eyes,
                               to find a glitzy princess
                               silvery, composed and compact!


Mirror
           What is that you reflect
            and
           what is that I see
           with closed eyes,
          between my heartbeats
          and missed breaths?

                  Mirrors don't lie,
                  So for last time,
                  I close my eyes
                  to capture the beauty
                  and
                        in the darkness behind those eyelids,
                                was the divine light;
                        in the stillness between those heartbeats,
                                 was the smooth float;
                         in the interval between those breaths,
                                  was the flawless ascend!
                 I leave behind
                 a limp, inert, lifeless body!

बहुत कुछ बदल गया है………. यह घर, यह रेत , मैं और तुम.

बहुत कुछ बदल गया है……….
यह घर, यह रेत , मैं और तुम.

एक तूफ़ान था आया,
तेज़ हवा के झोंके लाया,
छत उढ़ी,
दीवारें टूटी,
दरवाज़े पे लटकी तोरेन टूटी ...
कपढ़े बिखरे,
बर्तन बिखरे,
शादी का वोह लाल जोढ़ा भी बिखरा ...
खिढकी टूटी,
चौखट टूटी,
तेरी राह देखती मेरी नज़र भी टूटी ...



एक तूफ़ान था आया,
तेज़ हवा के झोंके लाया,
ऊँट बहके,
मुसाफिर बहके,
रेत पे चलते हर कदम बहके   ...
रंग बदला,
रूप बदला,
हर कण से चमकती रौशनी भी बदली ...
छाया बदली,
राह बदली,
तेरे तक पहुंचती हर चाल  भी बदली ...


एक तूफ़ान था आया,
तेज़ हवा के झोंके लाया,
बाल बिखरे,
कपढ़े  बिखरे,
नैनों  का काजल भी बिखरा ....
दिल भी रोया,
आँख भी रोई ,
तेरी याद में सिमटी हर स्मृति रोई ...
सरगम  टूटी,
ताल टूटी,
जीवन के नाच में तेरी मेरी जोड़ी भी टूटी  ...



एक तूफ़ान था आया,
तेज़ हवा के झोंके लाया,
नाम बदला,
घर बदला,
तेरा हर अंदाज़ बदला ...
नज़र छूटी ,
बात छूटी ,
तेरे घर से मेरी घर की राह भी छूटी ...
शबाब को लूटा,
शराब  में डूबा,
ज़िन्दगी का तेरा नशा ही टूटा।

बहुत कुछ डूब  गया है……….
शराब के सैलाब में ..
यह घर, यह रेत , मैं और तुम.

I wish for clouds........today and forever!

I wish for clouds....today and forever!

http://www.mikelevin.com/SunBehindClouds.jpg

For numerous years,
I have benevolently showered
                       rays of warmth,
                       rays of love.
                 
I have graciously bestowed
                       light of awakening,
                       light of awareness.
                     

I have endured Shoah
or Hiroshima
or Jalianwala Bagh
but each day
               I prayed
               for awakening of suppressed conscience!
               I hoped
               for darkness of hearts to melt away!
               I wished
               for peace and love for all!

But today I am deeply inflicted;
for each wound on Damini
                         bled my vitality,
and each tear of hers,
                         blurred my prudence,
and each wail of hers,
                          pierced my wisdom.


I wish for clouds........today and forever!
I no longer want to give light,
I no longer want to take darkness away,
                           for the hearts of the people below are so dark!
I no longer wanted to give warmth,
I no longer want to take coldness away
                            for the hearts of the people below are so cold!


I wish for clouds........today and forever!
I wish for clouds to cover me now and forever!



                         

It is my home ........yet not home.

It is my home
........yet not home.

http://www.123rf.com/photo_2597493_ocean-view-from-window.html

The walls are bright and sunny,
painted in the amber shades of honey,
warm, glistening with love,
with oval painting of pair of white dove.

The windows open to south,
breezy, feels right on cloud,
curtains are floral and dainty,
with butterflies and hummingbirds in plenty.

On the corner lay the rocking chair,
a fuchsia cushion and cuddly bear,
as I rock in the chair and look outside,
how do I miss the waves on a high tide?

A glass of wine to last fifteen minutes,
and a crystal bowl of honey roasted peanuts,
with light piano in the background,
and a white kitty lurks around.

As the sun sets over the ocean,
I feel a change in the emotion,
from love, cloud, tide and wine,
I feel a turmoil in the mind.

The chair rocks alone,
the chills on the air pierce the bone,
with no human voice and face,
hand to hold and body to embrace,
the night sets in with loneliness,
moon too floats by in distress.

Alas, it is my home,
....yet not home!

Day of a salesman!

Sitting in a dingy room,
with a deep aura of gloom,
by a brown desk and a chair,
gently twirling my brown lock of hair,
I swirl around using my feet
thinking how to make the targets meet
and
not just to simply face the challenges
but also to stand and greet?

Money is short and tight,
but incentives are gay and bright,
With a twinkle in a eye
and a goal to take the share in a profit pie,
I gently take out my cold calling plan,
to see who can be part of my clients' clan?
Out of the names of eighty-nine,
I close my eyes and let my finger find,
the name and door to go and knock,
give my brochure and let the presentation rock!

I rehearse my opening speech,
dab a lotion smelling wild peach,
With a broad smile,
I walk down the aisle,
and bestow the visiting card to the frontdesk,
confirming the appointment in a tone that is little husk,
I expresse my gratitude,
and move towards the cabin little crude.

With a story I start,
I explain BizMerlin is a complete piece of art,
it brings your stakeholders together,
binds all employees in a tight manner,
tells you not only who does what,
but also which opportunity is hot!
Find out which task is lagging behind,
or which project is in a deep grind.

My voice softens
as his eyes brightens,
He asks for another presentation,
I gently give my confirmation,
we exchange numbers,
with a promise to get all his answers,
I walk out
as light as a cloud!