• Her miles of loneliness •
"Chanda hai tu sooraj hai tu,
O meri aankhon ka taara hai tu",
her favourite song from 1960's,
that she playfully sang for me,
my Nani, in her batik print saree,
during those humid days,"when
the heatwaves last all summer"
and she sliced the yellow, ripe
mangoes with her monochrome
beauty and meandering curls,
and a stain of sweat on her creased
forehead, of ages, ancient and revered.
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When someone leaves,
they leave neither their footprints
nor the voids felt by long bearded poets.
It isn't their absence that bothers us
but the air that fills itself
and makes itself home
in the places where they sat and slept.
That air is what we despise.-
मैं उलझनें ज़िन्दगी की सुलझा तो लूँ
पर सोचता हूँ खाली बैठ करूँगा क्या-
एक भीड़ चलती है साथ मेरे,
ना जाने क्यों,
फिर भी तन्हा सी हूं मैं,
सब कुछ तो है मेरे दामन में,
फिर भी दिल के भीतर,
अजीब सा खालीपन भरा है,
ना जाने क्यों?-
No I am not sad I am just empty.
I have so much to tell
But I don't have words.
I have so much to express
But I don't have emotions.
I have so much to scream
But I don't have voice.
I have so much to cry
But I don't have tears.
I have so much to curse
But I don't have hatred.
I have so much to do
But I don't have strength.-
Broken Heart, Empty Promises and Shattered Dreams.. That's all left in me now...
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These are not negatives
These are emptiness which gets filled
When you find a person that makes you filled
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अजीब सी कशमकश है
इन दिनों दिलो-दिमाग में मेरे
वो लोग भी याद आने लगे हैं मुझे
जिन्हें में याद तक नहीं-
Yun Nafrat Bhri Nigaah Se Dekha Na Kr Mujhe
Mehfeel Me Tanhaa Chhod Kr Jaya Na Kr Mujhe
Marr Na Jau Kahin Teri Iss Berukhi Se Main
Khuda Ke Liye Iss Tarah Se Ruswaa Na Kr Mujhe
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