Burning

I burned a hole in the ground And jumped downMy body absorbed all the shockThe hole above healedLike it was never there

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....

The end

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

Woman in a car

Ma'am if you happen to read this then consider it a miracle. I saw you the other day when I was in the auto. You were in a Honda Civic the car I liked very much. Some other gentleman drove the car while you looked at something, your expressions were blank and I hate to… Continue reading Woman in a car

Itvaar ki woh dophar

Itvaar ki woh dopharAur bimaari ka doosra dinMain thande sofe par Fhir bhi baitha rahaAakhir tum bhi poochoge kyun? Kyunki mujh main Himmat baaki nahi thiAndar kamre mai Jaakar letne kiDobara fhir sone ki Bahar dhoop jaa chuki thiSardi ki dhoop Rahegi bhi kab tak? Television chal raha thaJise main Idiot box kahun bhi Toh… Continue reading Itvaar ki woh dophar

Panne

Kuch tasveere mez par bikhri thi, Diary ke panno par Kuch alfaaz bhi usi tarah bikhre thePiyali bhari thi, Main bhi bhara sa thaTum kaha they, mujhe pata na thaThandi chai, thanda mausam Aur ek naya khali pannaMeri umeed ban gaye…

Two things

I want to talk about two things today. First is that my blog has a new look. See it, browse through it and tell me how is it. The update was needed as it was running on a theme which I placed back in 2014 (5 years ago). Wow, I've been blogging for quite some… Continue reading Two things