The first rain

Rain,
I have seen all these years.
And yet it's the first rain
I await every year
To beat my summer,
Just like those moments
Of solitude
When nothing makes sense
Any more,
And you call!

Extraordinary

The ordinary ones,
seeking love in whispers
and breaths that wander in
unknown corners away from
the eyes of the world,
always go back to their own
cocoon, just to keep up to the facade
of their sanitized lives,
deep under which,
they will be ready to come out
and strike again,
If given a prey- completely unarmed.

But the extraordinary ones
are like waves and
never come back. They go away
and soak new shores with every dance
renewing lives in their own ways-
Always unarmed!

Growing up

If I stay any more here
I will be in love once again,
which you will never be,
once again!
Growing up
has never been so tough
revisiting you again and again
Once again!

An errant window

The window on the West
of my room was still open
because I loved the storm
that once swept
through it and stayed for years.
I loved the way it sprayed its
unruly rain into my room
and gave the whole place a wash
whenever it was covered with dirt
brought by my shoes.
This window was a very strange
case of late opportunities for
all events around it.
The Sun came through it in
the evening,
just before it dropped dead
far in the horizon. My
days, which generally started
by looking towards the East,
worshiping the first light of the day,
hardly ever looked at this
West side window,
till sometime ago, when I was compelled
to notice it because of the
very strong wind that blew
through it, and which brought some
rains too and flooded the floor
making me slip here and there,
sometimes in broad day light and
being fully in my senses.
So mesmerizing was the wild smell
of this rain and storm, that it
always brought some feelings
of  morning freshness in the
dusk of my life.
The storm has abated now and
I have wiped the floor dry .
But even now, whenever I hear
the whisper of winds blowing
through my room,
I wonder if the storm is coming back
and if I would ever be able
to stand on a wet floor again,
knowing myself fully well
and how vulnerable I am on
a such slippery grounds.
Thoughts as these often
cross my mind and I contemplate
if it would be wise for me to
keep my West window open
in the quest of unknown
storms, or should I, just like
all ultimate natural truths,
conform to the ways
of a perfect life and close this
errant window forever.

Last wish

Forgive me if I now turn into
a hunter,
my arrows finding you by
the sound of your teeth
gnawing for my blood.
Forgive me moon,
if I now pull you down on
this earth,
to find out if those dark
patches on you are your
birth marks,
or, are the signs of blood
dried and left too long and
too deep to clean.
Since time unknown, you hung
over me, waxing and waning
as it suited you, shaping my
massive waves sometimes
into high tides, and sometimes
as timid as a lamb under
a butcher's knife.
Forgive me now, if I finally
crash onto your shores and
destroy some of the land
you built as sanitized as you
felt you could, however loosely
though formed.
Too, forgive me if I now ask
"What did you do with so
much of love, which could have
been given to others who knew
how to sustain it forever?"
Forgive me also, If I ask you
now, just before I finally
unveil this unknown painting
of yours, unmasking layers of
pretense and the maze of falsehood
that for the sake of those
dreams and the life that wasn't,
why didn't you ask me about my
last wish,
and about the way
I would choose to die?

The bond that was...

woh jo humme tumme quaraar thaa
( Lyricist- Hakim Momin Khan Momin, 1800-1851)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9c1Q1_LtBE

Woh Jo Hum Mein Tum Mein Karaar Tha
Tumhe Yaad Ho Ke Na Yaad Ho
Woh Hi Ya Ni Vaada Nibaah Ka
Tumhe Yaad Ho Ke Na Yaad Ho
Woh Jo Hum Mein Tum Mein….

Woh Naye Gile Woh Shikaayathe
Woh Maze Maze Ki Hikaayathe
Woh Naye Gile Woh Shikaayathe
Woh Maze Maze Ki Hikaayathe

Woh Har Ek Baath Pe Roothna
Tumhe Yaad Ho Ke Na Yaad Ho
Woh Jo Hum Mein Tum Mein….


Kabhi Hum Mein Tum Mein Bhi Chaah Thi
Kabhi Hum Mein Tum Mein Bhi Raah Thi
Kabhi Hum Mein Tum Mein Bhi Chaah Thi
Kabhi Hum Mein Tum Mein Bhi Raah Thi

Kabhi Hum Bhi Tum Bhi The Aashna
Tumhe Yaad Ho Ke Na Yaad Ho

Woh Jo Hum Mein Tum Mein Karaar Tha
Tumhe Yaad Ho Ke Na Yaad Ho
Woh Jo Hum Mein Tum Mein….