Summer Vacation

I woke up like somebody had switched off the oxygen supply in my room but the matter of the fact was my phone was out of battery. Even weekends can wake you up like this when you stay away from your home. Finally, gathering all the courage, I crawled out of the bed to reach charging slot and switch on the oxygen supply.

"You have to manage the smallest of thing when you stay away from home." I always say this line to myself when I have to walk down the street to the other corner just to have the morning tea. And it took me too long to reach there because this is how it began. 

I came down my block just when I was about to scroll the notifications I saw 3 children playing cricket and having a sweet fight on who will bat first. This scene took me few years back when this period from April to June used to be the happiest time in our lives. When mornings were spent calling friends from the neighborhood, watching cartoons, playing cards instead of running late for the office, searching charger for the dead battery, reading google news.

The moments which used to giggle around the lanes soothing the eyes of the parents have faded away with the passing time. 

And I felt that the Summer Vacation which was screening in my mind is lost somewhere in the race for building a better future.

You can't hang around with the children in the society for more time when their parents are standing as CCTV camera in the balcony. I had to move towards the tea stall with a kiddish desire in my mind.

Bring back the Summer Vacation to our lives,

For I can't go back to that time,

But I can see and re-live those moments,

That were once created by me! 

The One

Clouds will keep lingering around you,

You need to shine bright to make your presence be felt among the stars,

Sun isn't called 'The Sun' just like that!

Distractions will keep sparkling around your eyes,

You need to spot the difference in the reel and real,

You won't Shine among 'The Few' like you just like that!

Fears will keep tinkering around your mind,

You need to get rid of the real culprit bringing them around,

One won't be called 'The One' just like that!

Tears!!

They kept travelling everyday from the heart to the eyes,
Hiding all the emotions on the face through the lies,

They kept trying day after day,
Moments after moments,
But on the way one or the other person asks
"Hey, are you okay?"
And the mind send them back and say
"Absolutely I am fine!"

But It didn't stop them to travel that path again,
They kept trying though their efforts went in vain,

Something about the moments they knew so far,
That the time will come reminding them of the scar,

Person stopping them by the time will be gone,
That's when the eyes will be left with them alone.

मैं था वहाँ..!!

घूम आया उन गलियों में भी,
खिलखिलाता था तू जहाँ,
ना ढूँढ सका मैं तुझको,
अब तो बता दे तु हे कहाँ,

तब बोला वो शब्द जो,
छू गये इस दिल को,
बोला दोहरा दे तू,
गुज़री हुए उस महेफिल को,
फिर समझेगा तू कि मैं हुँ कहाँ,
तू गुज़रा जिस जगह से,
दरअसल "मैं था वहाँ",

ऐनक लगाकर कल के जब,
तू क़दम रखेगा जहाँ,
मेरी पढ़ी पढ़ाई कहानीओं को,
देखेगा जब तू वहाँ,
ऐहसास होगा तुझे,
दरअसल "मैं था वहाँ",

सूमसान गलियों में जब शोर लगेगा,
हर दिशाओं में जब ग़ौर करेगा,
मुस्कुरा उठेगा तेरा दिल वहाँ,
ऐहसास होगा तुझे,
दरअसल "मैं था वहाँ",

दोहरा दी महेफिल मैंने,
धड़कने लगा दिल और,
भावनाएँ लगी इन निगाहों से बेहने,
वो फिर से बोला,
"आज से मैं हुँ यहाँ"

A Knock at the door!

A Knock at the door.

I expected the sweeper boy to collect the garbage but it turned out to be the post card that had not anything written on it but it whispered as soon as I touched it.

"She read the prose you wrote in the letters, she was crying and missing you. You weren't there but your words were. They tried to explain the moment when your heart was pouring out all the love in to those letters but they weren't enough to stop her from crying and regretting of not reading them all at the right time. I gave her all of them, all of your feelings written on them and came back bare handed. Now please free me from all this and tore me apart. It's my time to fade away with time.”

I killed the post card, closed the door and slept again. Memories have knocked the door before the morning that day.

उड़ान

एक पंछी उड़ा आसमान में,
ख़्वाहिशें लेके चाँद को पाने की,

बोल उठे वो डाल के पंछी,
ये तो ज़िद हे उसकी,
पेड़ो को छोड़ वहाँ जाने की,

उत्सुक हुआ ये मन देखने को,
कि कोशिश करेगा वो,
इन बैठे हुए पंछी को समजाने की,

पर निकला वो राही आसमानों का,
उड़ चला लेके हौसला तूफ़ानों का।

ख़बर ना रही हमें!

ख़बर ना रही हमें,

कब ख़यालों से दिल लगा बैठे,

एहसास ये हमें तब हुआ,

जब दुनिया से नज़रें चुरा बैठे।

ख़बर ना रही हमें,

कब फ़ासला उस कल से बना बैठे,

एहसास ये हमें तब हुआ,

जब नज़रें उससे मिला बैठे।

ख़बर ना रही हमें,

कब सपने पलकों पे सज़ा बैठे,

एहसास ये हमें तब हुआ,

जब आँखों से मुस्कुरा बैठे।

ख़बर ना रही हमें,

कब रिश्ते कई भुला बैठे,

एहसास ये हमें तब हुआ,

जब यादों से टकरा बैठे।

ख़बर ना रही हमें,

कब जीना सबको सिखा बैठे,

एहसास ये हमें तब हुआ,

जब हमें देख के कई अपने मुस्कुरा बैठे।