//प्रेम और भय//

पूर्ण अपूर्ण श्रेष्ठ उत्तम और निम्न.. इन सब से परे
मन की सुनि जाए या डर को मस्तिष्क पर हावी
होने दिया जाय? ये जो भय पीछे मुड़ कर देखने से लगता है.. उन सारी नदियों, गांव, जंगलों से गुजरते हुए रास्तों को देखकर लगता है..

ये दूरी.. ये रास्ता जो वर्षों की तपस्या से तय किया है, उसे खोने से लगता है..! किंतु भय में अगर सम्मिलित ना हुए तो भय से प्रेम कैसे होगा? नदी महासागर में ना मिली तो उसे महासागर होने का ज्ञात कैसे होगा..? भय तो अबाध है किन्तु प्रेम में असीम हो जाना हीं शायद जीवन का सार है..! प्रtiक्षा

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L - loving out of all the things turned
U- upside down, when she realised it
C- could be best while saving the drowned..
K- killing the doubt and living around..!

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She stopped taking her pills,

those prescribed for insomnia.. !

The sleep ruined her date nights

with poetry and life.. #प्रtiक्षा

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It is love.. certainly ..! yes, the sin committed by the intellectuals to run with a madhatter heart seeking the strength of knowledge and doomed into truth.. love at first sight and a sigh forever..! realising the bliss of ignorance was better ! #प्रtiक्षा

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To the dodged wisdoms that
we seek, to the roses dried in
between the sheets..
To the prayers unheard into
the silence of nights..
To the every new day bringing
new wars to fight..
We are alive..
We are alive..
With every ray of light and the
breath inside..
We are alive..! #प्रtiक्षा

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मेरी ओर उसकी तपिश ना कम हो,
जैसे चांदनी उसकी रहे चमकती..
मेरी ओर प्रेम की उष्णता न कम हो..
ना कम हो ये लंबी रातों के सिलसिले,
ना इनमें जलते बुझते दिल के दिए
चांद से गुज़ारिश है..
ये प्रेम ना पूरा हो, ये तड़प रहे यूंही
मुकम्मल.. और पाने की उसे आरज़ू
ना कम हो...! #प्रtiक्षा

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Like rivers we change, we turn, and flow through different paths forming meanders.. people.. discreetly!
And so some of us start to love ourselves, atleast we start to .. learn ..to call ourselves home..! #प्रtiक्षा

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It all started with "jaan" that hidden desire to be called after the movie maqbool..the madness of taboo.. into love to kill..! it was like the sound of oceans turning into reality through the barren desserts.. a desert to the taciturnity of tasteless mouth..! #प्रtiक्षा

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It is bittersweet how some people come into your story for just a chapter or two, but leave such an impression that you can't help but mark their place. Even though they didn't stay until the final page of your journey, their chapter still matters so much. You find yourself returning to those dog-eared pages, rereading the moments you shared, smiling at the memories that still feel so vivid. Their page is permanently folded down, not as a reminder of what didn't finish, but as a celebration of what was. Because their chapter, however brief, remains one of your favorites in the entire book of your life..! #प्रtiक्षा

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A CUP OF TEA LEFT UNTOUCHED

A tale of struggle.. of everyday, imposed on me
or chosen by myself.. A pressure cooker with its
whistle blowing wit steam also brewing green tea or boiled jeera water every morning.. my little half baked heart .. cut into halves.. shattered to pieces and stucked again into whole , it's so many parts. Amidst all the chaos silently I make this tea sometimes that keeps my ailing spirit feel free atlast.. and amongst the chores of life- cutting through all the drama and to reach hospital for 350 patients waiting, I leave my sunbaked, rain soaked heart neglected... My therapy-tea keeps reckoning and it gets cold and smitten awaiting...! #प्रtiक्षा

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