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Monday, July 25, 2016

Asamanjas mein hun main ke kya hun !

Asamanjas mein hun main ke kya hun !

Kahin kisike haath ka khilauna ?
Ya thaame haath kisika saath hun.

Kahin gum ho gayi ek aawaz ?
Ya haath pakad kar dikhati raah hun.

Asamanjas mein hun main ke kya hun...

Jo chahe keh de koi, Jo soche kar de.
Na saath chale koi...Na tanha bhi chhode koi.

Kahin woh kitaab toh nahi jise padh kar fek de koi,
Ya woh granth hun jo khud baithkar likhe koi ?

Asamanjas mein hun main ke kya hun...

Ek bheege se darakht par lipti foolon ki lata hu,
Ya khud se hi sahara dhundta ek tez hawa mein uda hua chinar ka patta.

Asamanjas mein hun main ke kya hun...

Kahin woh oss ki boond toh nahi, jo raat ke andhakaar mein nami de aur subah hote hi hawa ho jaye...

Ya hun woh tez baarish jo aasmaan se zameen par gir jaye aur antar tak bhiga de kisiko...

Saturday, July 16, 2016

Imbibed - a short yet long story

Imbibe is like the rain that falls on you and drenches you...more within your soul than the body. It not just cools down the heat that the atmosphere generated...but conversely gives you warmth that wraps you round”, I told him as I imagined us getting drenched in the rains and his warm hug wrapping me up in its perpetual warmth. Teasing me, he was; and I said I’ll be imbibed in you so you can’t tease me. He laughed endlessly.

It had been about four days since we bumped into each other accidentally, over mutual admiration of our work in photography; and there we were...discussing life, work, profession, hobbies, habits - the good and the bad. We had struck an instant connection out of nowhere and that had already started to feel like taking us into a larger trouble. The four days had gone by as if it were four years and we already knew as much about each other. Somehow, there was nothing romantic between us, no frills at all. But we spoke of every detail under the sun and realised how clone-like we were. We had been bitten by some bug, we didn't know existed.

It was a tale of two cities, not too far by distance or cultural difference, but far apart for the urge to meet, sit face-to-face and talk. Talk until the dates on the calendar change...we actually can talk to each other that much. "We are heading for trouble", I said and he laughed out loud again. A man known for smiling rarely was suddenly having bouts of a wholesome laughter that surprised everyone else around him. And a woman, an advocate of bachelorhood was suddenly appreciative of companionship..."you never know".

As the saying goes, "When you desire something from the bottom of your heart and soul; the whole universe conspires to get you that". A bit filmy but that's how it was and he happened to come over to my city for a meeting, we decide to catch up in the evening and we did. We had fallen for each other, not surely aware of it though. In what could be called the fastest proposal...he replied "We are into TROUBLE". We knew what it meant and we met the next day to talk further about random things in and around our individual lives...just to meet up again late evening. The fifth day of us meeting had changed the way we looked at the world, entirely.