Ek

Ek ubalEk darrDilli ki khali sadkeKitab ke woh panneCafe ki coffeeMez par coffee ka woh dhabbaEk aadha khaya sandwichAur bada sa ek bill Ek ubalEk darrRaat ki chamakAndar ek andheraMetro ki raftarTraffic signal par Haath phailate log Ek ubalEk darrGaadi main khelte bacheGaadi chalate pareshaan insaan Ek ubalEk darr....

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Part 1: Six feet down A grave a sound A crying woman A mother maybe? Or a wife? Who else would grieve At this time? Who would remember This unmarked grave? Part 2: Wind blows with a hint of raindrops Enough to let you feel the water Leaves move away The veil has been lifted… Continue reading The end

Dilli

Dilli ki zindagi bhi kuch ajeeb si hai. Aaj ki ye tasveer dekhiye, neeche gaadi ki peeche ki seat par main, side main ek bike aur upar chalti metro. Metro bahut hi ahem hissa hai is shehr ka. Sab bhaag rahe hai, main bhi. Shayad kisi se, kisi ke liye ya fhir kahin.

Maqsad

Mere din raaton mai ghul gayeRaat ka maqsad hi khatam ho chala Gaflat mai padha mainRaat ko guzarta dekh gayaSubah ko maine Aasmano ke woh rang bhi dekhe Ghane baadlon ne din ko gher rakha thaPar na baarish thi na koi hawa thiEk andhera sa thaDin main bhi raat si thi Aur kuch isi tarahMere… Continue reading Maqsad

Spider Room

Spider room. Before you start wondering what in the world is a spider room I will tell you what it is and why I call it that. There is more to this post (thought you should be informed). So, at work there is a room that never had a name until we gave it one.… Continue reading Spider Room