इतना असाधारण मौन कहीं देखा नहीं,
बिजली से हो जाए कम्पित वो मेघा नहीं,
हृदय से लज्जित वो सीधी खीचीं रेखा नहीं,
मन्त्र मुग्ध होना असंभव पूजा करते देखा नहीं,
फिर क्यूं ऐसा असाधारण मौन मैनें कहीं देखा नहीं,
वो शक्स सुबह उठकर जाता था,
वो शक्स रोज शाम आता था,
वो शक्स थक कर चूर हो जाता था,
वो शक्स यूहीं हाय सो जाता था,
वो शक्स परेशान होता था पर कह न पाता था,
वो शक्स रोज यही करता है रोज़ अपने में मरता है,
वो शक्स असाधारण मौन से नहीं मौत से भर गया,
वो शक्स जीते जी ही मर गया,
वो शक्स रोटी कमाता है!
ओर कभी- कभी इतना मौन होता है कि वो भी नहीं खा पाता है!
वो असाधारण मौन से भरा शक्स!
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I will quit this job tomorrow!!!
Head throbs in pulses of pain
my body shudders all tired
Eyes circled in wrinkled darkness
happiness and hopes seem mired
"This isn't worth it! Time to leave this job"
- I promise myself relief as I sleep
My dreams uncover hidden desires
wow! the possibilities! count I couldn't keep
Alarm goes off, auto pilot takes on
I brew my tea and dress up, no time to lament
"I will quit tomorrow", myself I con
the credit card bill calls loud for payment!-
Don't Fool With My Routine
When things don't go as expected
Your routine goes all to cock
Like a glitch in the matrix sends you catatonic
You hit a psychological roadblock
You question your ability to move on
Your ability to get back on track
No matter how hard you try to make time up
You're still one step forward and to back
Frustration builds as the day goes on
And your tasks pile up behind
You know if you leave them till tomorrow
Then tomorrow will be such a grind
So you work from daytime to darkness
Until your eyes are as heavy as stone
And you roll into bed like death warmed up
Because you've worked you're poor fingers to the bone-
過労死
Karō shi
(Death from overwork)
I see you dragging yourself
From home to the office
From the office back to home
Blood drained from your body
And that smile sedimenting into the coal and tar
Hurt and worried
I want to hover about you
As a butterfly, as a mother giraffe
As a soft breeze, as Beethoven's symphony
But now I worry more about myself
Will your overwork kill me before you even understand its presence?
-
Oh! You always yield to the tongue's need and hog chats,cheese and pizzas making me overwork. When are you going to yield to my needs and have fruits, veggies and nutritious foods?
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ये वक़्त ही तो है जो बहता रहता है।
जैसा आज हूं वैसा कल नहीं!
देखोना ख़ुद ही तो सब कुछ कहता रहता है।।-
Read the caption for the entire poem.
I have been working for you
For a long, long time
And I've been working really hard
In fact, there have been times
When I have worked on weekends
And there've also been times
When I've worked beyond midnight
Apart from this
I've also faced numerous hardships along the way-
तुम समझती हो न?
हां, सिर तो हिला देती हु,
शायद समझती हु!?
पर क्या ये सच है, की मैं समझती हूं?
सवाल उठा आज मेरे मन में,
की क्या मेने सच में वो सब महसूस किया है
जो सभी करते-
Read the caption for the full poem.
It is a long weekend
A much-needed break
After four days of hard work
With no results to show for it
As the clock strikes nine
I slowly open my eyes
Still stuck in the twilight
Between my dreams and waking up
It is only the prospect of coffee
A strong, hot cup of morning coffee
Prepared by my dear mother
And full of a rich aroma
With no sugar to spoil it
That gives me the strength
To climb out of my bed-