मिली हवाओं में उड़ने की सज़ा यारों, कि मैं ज़मीन के रिश्तों से कट गया यारों। ~ वसीम बरेलवी ~ ~ ~ हवाओं में उड़ने से रिश्ता जो कट गया यारों, रिश्ता वो नहीं, वहम है वो मन का, यारों। उड़ना चाहूँ, ज़मीन पर भी मैं रहना चाहूँ निभा न सके इतना, कच्चा रिश्ता मेरा […]
Heaven
The moon, she looks so close from here, maybe heaven is too. Deep in the seas, lies a piece of heaven, I know. Maybe like they say, heaven is where we are Only, we haven’t a clue.
सूखे आँसू
ख़त्म हुई बातें प्यारा भी न रहा ये सन्नाटा खूबसूरत थी वो तड़प अब है खरोचती ये बेक़रारी दे दी खुशियाँ हो गये शुरू ये ग़म बह गये सारे रह गयीं ख़ाली ये आँखें कौन सम्भाले सिवाय मेरे अब ये उदासी?
You Never Call
Solitary
“So, heard about the water shortage this year?” She asked like any stand-up comedian would start a joke. “Yyyepp! 30% short. I don’t get these farmers though. If they’ve no rain, let them have water tankers.” She grinned at a booing crowd. “Come on! Wouldn’t Marie Antoinette say that?” Her humor had but one fan. […]
Twinge
He prepped himself for another operation. The routine procedure needed one change. 1. Get attracted. 2. Get attached. 3. Attack, be attacked; hurt, be hurt. 4. Dress the wound. 5. Rip the bandage. 6. Rinse, repeat. “She’s beautiful, what a lovely conversation,” his heart sang as his mind prepped to skip steps 2 to 5. […]
Owl
“Owls painted on her room’s wall, an origami owl, an owl locket in her necklace, now she wants an owl tattoo! Doctor, surely her psyche is saying something.” Before the psychiatrist could say anything, the eleven year old said, “Mom, I’m wise in English and quite a fool in Hindi, doesn’t that say it all?” […]
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Foul mood
ये न ग…
चालला तू आपल्या मित्रान बरोबर, हसरे सगळे, मस्त मस्ती करत करत. हळूच मागे वळून, शोधलं मला, “ये न ग…” डोळे तुझे म्हणून गेले… मन माझा गेला थांबून, “यायचय मला” सांगून राहिला, अाग्रहाची गरज नाही तुझ्या डोळ्यांकडनं, पण विचारलं त्यांनी, हा विचारच किती… मी अाले ना अाले, फरक आता पडत नाही, तुझं विचारणच् जणु, सगळं काही…