When we woke up that particular sunday, we both were pretty excited. A solar eclipse was going to occur that day around mid-noon. His mother had called us to give instructions to follow during the eclipse. Though we felt she was superstitious, we followed only to appease her. Hurriedly, we cooked and completed our breakfast. We quickly designed an eclipse viewer by watching a DIY video. The eclipse was about to begin. Huddled into a hug in the corner of our balcony, occassionally staring at the eclipsed sun through our device, we celebrated our first solar eclipse.
Today too is a solar eclipse. The pinhole camera is dusted and ready. But my sun is far away from my sight, ready to go to sleep, eclipsed by our distance, in lands far, far away.-
Both of us always loved going on long walks. We believed that's the best way to explore. One Sunday evening, while we were on our walk to the seaside, we found a young kitten struggling to walk. It was very timid and its voice seemed like it had been crying. He gently picked it up & tried calming it. We asked people in the nearby street shops if they knew the kitten. We took a rickshaw and reached the nearby vet who was at the cat cafe. We went inside & took the kitten. We loved the place & asked the staff about the concept of the cat cafe. They explained it to us. We decided to explore there for an hour. The cats gave us no attention. When the snacks we ordered arrived, I picked up a fry but felt someone pulling it from me. Turned out there was another kitten who was snatching it from me. The cute banter went on and soon we realised we had spent 3 hours. As we were getting up to leave, that same kitten tried pulling my jeans asking me to stop. With my heavy heart, I had to bid goodbye with a promise we will see her every weekend.
Today I visited the cat cafe. The kitten is now all grown up having fun. It looked at me asking with love. It made me a question,
"Where is my hooman?"-
Then,
Seeing eachother
we used to wink
as a secret sign.
Now,
You move your eyes away.
Signs became so secret
even I no longer know.-
Then and now nothing changed much...
Except that,
then his lips were addicted to her lips and now addicted to cigarettes .-
Why do mornings have to be this early? I would groan looking at my alarm. It was 6 am... 6 freaking 'o'clock on a Sunday. I hated my body clock! It always woke me early on weekends. And while I would struggle to go back to sleep, there he would be, just a kiss away, sleeping to his hearts content. I would perch on my shoulder and look at him. A gentle smile would play on his lips even as he slept. Was he dreaming about us? I knew I needed lullaby to sleep like a baby. In that moment, in his sleep, he would pull me towards him and caress my hair while I would rest my head on his chest, while sleeping to the soothing beats of his heart. They were the lullaby I craved.
Now, I see the space next to mine on the bed empty, I wonder 12000 km away from me, what is his lullaby to sleep?-
Then,
your priority.
Now,
only in your poetry.
ONLY in your poetry.-
एक दौर में हम मुंतज़िर थे उनके
आज ये वक्त कि वो हमारे तलबगार हैं...
तब विसाल ऐ यार का हमें ना था सुकून कहीं
आज हमारा ये परदा उनको गंवारा नहीं...
तब दश्त ऐ ख़ामोशी में हम थे भटकते
आज अल्फ़ाज़ ऐ सराब को वो हैं तरसते!
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