बारीश और तुम #३


धुँवाधार बारिश है ये, थमने का कुछ नाम नही,
पहाडोसे बिछड़नेपर, शायद फुटके रो रही।

हम तुम भी तो बिछड़े है, महीनोसे ना मिल पाए,
इन बरसते बादलसीही, क्या तुमभी बेहाल हो?

जब हवा बादल उड़ा लाई, तबसे ये है जान गए,
मुलाकात अब पहाड़की, अगले साल ही नसीब है।

ये कंबख्त नौकरी जब, दूरी हममें डालती है,
आहे तुम भी भरती होगी, जुदाई बड़ी लम्बी है।

पानी छोड़ो हल्के होलो, झटसे फिर ऊपर जाएंगे,
शायद बादलोने सोचा हो, क्या ये फिजिक्स पढ़े है?

तुमभी यूँही सब करती हो, बससे सफर जब चालू हो,
समान छोड़ू, उतर जाऊ, लेने आओ  कहती हो।

बादल और पहड़की ये, कहानी सदियोंकी है,
सालाना जब बारिश हो तब, बादलकी शक्ल रोनी है।

ये बादल जब रोते है, मन उदास हो जाता है,
तुमसे फिरसे मिलनेमे, अबभी दो माह बाकी है।

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बारीश और तुम #२

कल रातकी बारिश कुछ बूंदे छोड गयी है, वहा खिडकीकी चौखटपर ,
मेरी कलाई की घडी मे फसी तुम्हारे कुर्तेके कुछ रेशमी धागों जैसी।

मेरे कंधेपे सर रखकर अपनी उँगलिसे मेरे सिनेपे तुमने जो लिखे थे,
वो अल्फाज अपने नाजुक हाथोंमें समेटे, देखो वो पल घूम रहे है मेरे इर्दगिर्द।

जालीम हवा झोका कुछ बुंदोंको चौखटसे गिराकर गया है अभी अभी,
जैसे वक़्तकी टिकटीकाती सुइयोंने बडी बेरेहेमीसे तुम्हे मेरे बाहोंसे छीना था।

कुछ और भी बूंदे शायद शहिद हो जाती उस बेरहम हवा के झोंकेसे,
पर तुम्हारी यादोंकी तरह उन्हें भी बचा लिया है मैंने।
खिड़किया जो बंद करली है मैंने कमरेकी, और दिल की भी।

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बारीश और तुम #१

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हर पल जब असमान से कुछ बुंदे मेरे उपर गिरती है,
दिल के किसीं कोनेसे तुम्हारी आवाज आती है।

मेरा गिला बदन तुम्हारी यादोसे मेहेकता है,
मानो महिनोसे झुलसे हुए मिट्टीपे पेहेली बारिश गिरी है।

कभी बिजली कडकती है, और मै भी थोडा कांपता हू,
मेहसूस करता हू, जैसे तुम कांपके मुझसे पिहली बरसात मे लिपटी थी।

तुम्हारा गीला बदन, अभिभी मुझपे ओढे इस खिडकी मे खडा हू,
रसोईसे आती गर्म कॉफी की खुशबू आज भी तुम्हारेही पसंदकी है।

खुले खिडकिसे कोई बुंदे जब मुझ पे आंके गिरती है,
तो दिल की किसीं गेहराईसे तुम्हारी आवाज आती है।

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Table for two

Sketch by Natoly

It’s 9-30 am, first Sunday of August. Hakuna Matata is a cozy little place on the busiest part of the town. It’s famous in the town for their delicious breakfasts and amazing coffee. Being early Sunday morning, streets are rather quiet. As luck would have it, it’s drizzling. Just like a year ago. Kishore is waiting for Ramaa, right at the corner, where he was waiting last year, in blue denim and white shirt. White and blue, her favorite combination. They had planned this celebration breakfast last week only. It was his idea to celebrate the anniversary on first Sunday of August rather than on the date. Kishore knew he is 15 min early as usual and Ramaa is going to be late. She loves to make him wait.
Kishore enjoyed these waits, even today, he is imagining how her entry would be. Will it be like it was a year before, or will there be something different? After sharing nice friendship for a couple of years, Kishore has opened his heart on the first Sunday of August last year. Kishore’s mind flew back to last August.
Kishore was very nervous when he reached the cafe. He had decided to take this step with a tension of losing her friendship. He had arranged morning coffee with the very specialty of Hakuna Matata, delicious crisp parmesan omelet. He knew her love for cheese and coffee. He was dressed in very casual jeans and a t-shirt. He had booked the table by the same window out of which he was waiting very eagerly.
After making him wait for half hour, Ramaa showed up at the place. They shook hands, followed by side hug and he led her to the table he had kept ready for them. Soon they were seated, the waiter greeted them and served the coffee. Ramaa was shocked by this prompt service. Hakuna Matata was famous for delayed service. It was the exact reason for it being famous among couples and people who wanted to have long chats. Aroma of coffee hit the brain and she thanked Kishore for coffee and sipped it. Kishore was almost frozen in his mind as the moment of confession was nearing. He was almost silent.
Ramaa on the other hand, unaware of the storm in his mind, was busy chattering as usual. But suddenly it ringed in her head and she paused. She spanked his hand and asked, “Kishore, what’s happening dude, not a word since I am here? Have you left your tongue at home?” and suddenly he burst out, “Ramaa, will you be my girlfriend? I love you very much”
This was not anything like Kishore had imagined. The moment passed, words were out and now he couldn’t change it at all. He was cursing his tongue, why didn’t he just kept silent like he was before. His face was almost flushed with helplessness. Ramaa was also stunned and jaw dropped for a second and the wave of laughter hit her. She was laughing like mad. Kishore was getting restless with her laugh. He was about to leave the table to hide. Suddenly, Ramaa stopped laughing. She held his hand and she said: “I love you too, Kishore”. Kishore relaxed instantly and color returned to his face. She held his hand and pressed warmly.
The warmth of hand brought him back to present, Ramaa was standing next to him in a white dress with blue floral design. Her face was glowing with a beautiful smile. He welcomed her with a warm hug. He presented her a bouquet of white lily and took her in the cafe. Kishore had reserved their “Table for two”


I am participating in A to Z challenge with Blogchatter and this is my take on day 20 challenge. “Table for two”. You can find my other posts from this challenge here.


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Let me go

Let me go, Let me fly – by Jack, Massachusetts, USA

Sameer was trying to get the task done. He has been struggling with this particular task since last morning. He was about to lose his calm if he couldn’t crack this in next half hour. This was a really unusual thing as he was popular for figuring out the quick solutions about the task which were stuck at a point. But was it really the eluding solution was bothering him? Or was it something else? Was it what happened a day before with Sneha? Yeah, it was about her. But exactly what part of their conversation bothering him so much that he couldn’t focus on his work?

It’s been two years for Sneha and Sameer started dating. Some six months before they hunted for cozy little apartment and moved in together. It was not all lovey-dovey in these two years but they have managed to make it up to each other. They fought, even for the silliest reason but they also know when to raise a flag for peace. They both have been working in the same company when they started dating. Within a couple of months, Sneha got a good deal at other MNC and she grabbed the opportunity. Sameer strongly supported her in arriving at the decision of switch. They adjusted their life around the new change. Spending lesser time together was really tough but they got used to it.

A day before, Sameer finished his work rather early and took Sneha’s favorite flowers just to make her happy after a busy day at her office. It was new project Sneha was leading. Just like every other new project, initial hick-ups were resulting stressed end of the day. So once at home, he tidied the rooms, nicely arranged the flowers in vases Sneha bought when they moved in together. He got up from the sofa and Just when he got messaged from Sneha “See you in 10, dear”. He knew nothing but strong hot coffee will make Sneha happy. As soon as she smells that aroma, her stress is, Puff!!!! Gone……

Exactly in 10 minutes doorbell rang, Sameer opened the door by the rule they have set. “If another person is at home, one will not use the key to open the latch.” Sameer was happily shocked to see happy, smiling, bubbly Sneha at the door. She had brought a box full of sweets. She came in almost pushing Sameer out of the way. Opened the box and fed him the sweet. She was surprised to see the flowers and felt amazing when the aroma of brewing coffee hit her brain. Sneha refused to tell anything before they settle in with the coffee. Sameer hurriedly pours their mugs and they settled in the sit out. Sneha excitedly pulled the envelope out of her bag put it in his hands. Sameer opened it with excitement. It was a letter from her company. He was thrilled with excitement to know about the content of the letter. He read it and his face lit with joy. He felt so happy for her getting selected for on-site assignment for their new project which she was leading. They celebrated the offer in the excitement.

It took a couple of hours for Sameer to realize that this was going to be the long assignment. Just when they returned from the club, the fact of 5-6 month long on-site assignment was sinking in Sameer’s head. He was quiet when they were getting back. Whenever he is upset, he goes in this introvertive cocoon. He almost stops talking. Replies in one or two words. Sneha had sensed the reason behind his silence, but she had chosen not to push him. She knew he will take his time to get back.

Since then Sameer was struggling to accept and get himself ready for such a long break. He knew it was going to be the toughest patch in their relationship. He was not sure about how he is going to handle. From yesterday morning, Sameer was trying to figure out how to make these six months livable. Sneha also knew that he is not going to stop her from taking this assignment. Just when Sameer was about to call it a day and head home, his phone beeped. He checked the notification. It was a video message from Sneha. With his finger tap, Sneha appeared on screen with perfect puppy face, saying “Let me go, dear.” Sameer had found her answer.


I am participating in A to Z challenge with Blogchatter and this is my take on day 12 challenge. “L for let me go”

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Story about him, about her

Blue grass and Fireflies by Pascal Campion

This is the story about him, about her
They found solace with life, running faster.
They walked down to the park ..,
On the busiest street of New York!
It was the starry night and a clear sky
They laid on the grass without being coy!
Air was dry, and breeze was cold,
Hours just passed by,
But it was never too old!
Star rose and moved along their eyes …
Time flew by, words and hands were held tight !!!
A moment and the star breaks loose,
The wish of togetherness “they don’t want to lose ..! ”
Singleton is always incomplete
Just like yin and yang
The moment when they first met …
When bells did ring!
Violins joined in, playing the Romantic tune,
They swore to be there, and love till the moon (and back !)
The starry night was special .. time …
When they always said
You are mine
Years passed …
And stargaze became the celebration
They enjoy the journey
But they never worry about the destination !!!


I am participating in A to Z challenge with Blogchatter and this is my take on day 8 challenge. “Him and Her”

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