वो तुम्हारे भीतर वाली दुनिया कभी शांत, स्थिर, मूक सी, आडंबर को ताकते हुए निस्तब्ध रहकर सिद्धी पाती है। कभी अचानक... उपद्रवी सी होकर हंगामा मचाती है। धरातल खंगर सा लगे पर भीतर अश्रु बहाती है। बेदाम, दुस्साहसी बन कर आज़ादी चाहती है। फिर तुम उसका हाथ थाम लेते हो। लम्बा सा सुफियाना कलाम सुनाकर, …
फ़हरिस्तों वाली ज़िन्दगी
खुले मैदानों से निकलकर फ़हरिस्तों मे कैद हो गई ज़िन्दगी न जाने कब आंकड़ों मे खो गई सीलन भरी दीवार पर धूप की लकीर खींचा करती थी ज़िन्दगी कभी थोड़े मे ही खुशियां सींचा करती थी आज बेहिसाब बकिट लिस्टों के बारे मे हो गई ज़िन्दगी न जाने कब आंकड़ों मे खो गई हर एक …
A World Within Her!
She was seven when she walked into the twenty-two yards. The hefty bat at variance with her petite frame. They traded the sport with a coy doll and told her that it wasn’t meant for her at all. A girl who loved numbers wasn’t a norm you see, So, she was happily married to …
Homeward Bound
The happiest journeys are ironically homeward bound. There’s hurry in flight and a nervous spark. Like a million flitters of long-lost lovers, there’s hope for a tryst with the past. But those who return to the base are never the ones who flew off on another day. Their palms crisscrossed with lines of fate …
Lessons from Childhood
When less is more And happiness not just a mere bubble, Laughter is contagious And there’s wind beneath your wings. A dapple of sunlight is easy to gift, And those fist fights last no longer than a blink. When it's simple to forget Simpler to forgive Falling asleep happens within seconds. "Care-less" is so fine …
Scraped
Last night You leave me hurt, bruised. My soul where you pricked last time, scraped once again. The gash deeper deeper deeper. This morning you bring the balm to soothe my arm. But the soul is scraped deeper deeper deeper. The balm fruitless. But you insist and cuddle the wound. It looks cured. Looks... The …
A Hundred Quills 