I realize why sunflower keeps turning its head towards sun.
I look at your smiling face and cannot help thanking universe for the treasure it trusted me with.
I know I will lose you someday
for nothing remains untouched
by the sickle of time but till then
let the all of me embrace
all of you.-
जब थकान से मंद होते हैं कदम
याद आती है
गाँव में बैठी माँ।
जिसके खत में मेरी सफलता
से ज्यादा मेरे स्वास्थ्य का जिक्र होता है।
माँ जिसे उम्मीद है
उसका बेटा एक दिन उस शहर ले जायेगा
ताकि वो तीन समय घर का भोजन कर सके।
मिट जाती है थकान
और चलने लगता हूँ फिर
उस माँ के लिए कुछ करने
जिसने अपने लिए कभी कुछ नहीं माँगा।-
the sip of your coffee
you offer me, the mascara
stains I left on your hanky the
last time we were watching 'Forrest Gump',
the fingerprints you left on my newly painted window sill and all
those little things we
rarely notice.-
जब भीड़ में खोया दिखूँ मैं
तो ढूढ़ना
तेरी यादों के ही किसी कोने में अटका हुआ मिलूँगा।-
I was sifting through the earrings displayed at the vendor's shop with frowned eyebrows.
'That one will look good.'
I turned back to trace the source of the voice.
I frowned at that time but tried it after you left.
It did look good.-
I sense your presence
With closed eyes
Just like animals sense earthquakes before anyone can surmise.
-
I wish I can live my life in reverse
for then I will go back to
that evening when I was standing at the roads which diverged in two-
one led to the library where I met you and
the other to that fish market I could not stand.
I would have chosen the latter
and maybe life would
have been much
easier then.-
and spent that evening
together in the cafe sipping
cups of coffee one after other, I knew there's never gonna be another guy in my life. Even with my eyes squinched all the time with laughter I could notice your well chiseled face and gentle smiles.
I knew I wanted to laught like
that for
the rest of my life.
With you.-
cause writing makes one
vulnerable.
My heart would be ripped
apart and pinned on paper lying there
in front of you for you to decide whether to accept it or not.
I am afraid of saying all
those things to you I have often hummed in my mind.
For I have heard that
loving someone too much is
a sure shot way of losing them.-