Thursday, May 31, 2012

My little cute...

My little cute, Supu
You, the only alive Angel 
Who loved me unconditionally 

You never imposed 
Any burden and conditions
And didn't expected any returns   

You never hated me
For any misbehavior or
Any wrong doings

You didn’t scolded me
For any failures
And rejections

You never parted me
For my religion, color
And creeds

You never looked over
My face, lifestyle or
Any differences

You neither made my fun
Nor interfered or contributed
To my sufferings

You never have any problem
Whether I love somebody else
Or only you

You never knew
How cute you are, but I know
You are the cutest one

We both did’t knew that
Either I was your kid
Or you were mine

But only thing I know is
You are a purest soul
And am proud being a part of your life. 

P.S.-  Supu is a real kitten, who used to reside at my previous home, we left there one year earlier and i miss her a lot.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

मै और वो ...

एक शाम सुहानी आई है
कुछ याद पुरानी लाई है 
एक कहानी आज सुनाती हू
कुछ बातें आज बताती हू 
मै बिना विचारे बोलती थी 
वो सुन के सोचा करता था 
मै गीत पुराने गाती थी 
वो मुझ पर गीत बनाता था 
मै बच्चो के संग खेलती थी 
वो टोलियाँ ढून्ढ के लाता था 
मै तितली सी इठलाती थी 
वो मुझे देख मुस्काता था 
मै बारिश मे झूमती गाती थी 
वो बादल पास बुलाता था 
मै सीपियाँ खोजती रहती थी 
वो रेत के घर बनाता था 
मै फूल गुलाबी चाहती थी
वो फूल गुलाब के लाता था 
मै कांच की चूड़ियाँ खनकाती थी 
वो हर रंग की चूड़ियाँ लाता था 
मै ज़िन्दगी मे खुशियाँ ढूँढती थी 
वो मुझ मे ज़िन्दगी देखता था |

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Black and White...


Yesterday, I met a fairy
She was looking stunningly beautiful
But to offer her, I only had a question
Which am carrying, Since childhood

I asked her, Dear fairy
You have all magical powers
And you are so beautiful
Why you are always seen in white?

She smiled softly 
And with all kindness and love
She replied
I can’t paint myself colorful
When your eyes are black and white.

Monday, May 14, 2012

Neither Nor...

Neither he was cheating
Nor she was trusting
Here was the breach

Neither he was close
Nor she was far
Distance changes with time

Neither he was moving
Nor she was stagnant 
Life slowly passed aside 

Neither he was accepting
Nor she was avoiding  
The problem was the same

Neither he was initiating
Nor she was responding
The days passed blankly

Neither he was willing
Nor she was leaving
Situations made them hard

Neither he wanted to hold
Nor she wanted to give up
Something bounded them together

Neither they were lovers
Nor were the friends
The relation was Empyrean. 

Monday, May 7, 2012


I entered his room and called him up
To come outside, It’s raining here
But to him, nothing matters much
And rain was a fear

He was hiding himself
Alone in the room
With a decrepit heart
As just had gone through doom

He was touching and reading
Some letters again and again
The letters from past
Reflecting his love and pain

Around him, I had seen
Some empty bottles of beer
He tried them, with heavy heart
When missing someone near

On his left hand
He had some marks of cuts by knife
Which were revealing the truth
That he was tired of his life  

I came out, blank from there
Remembering, how funky he was
Who used to made everyone cheerful 
  With his chirpy talks and crass

It is what love had returned him
A Gift  of misery’s possession
Letting a lively sweet boy
Into death of depression.