• Poems,  Short story,  Uncategorized

    The Undelivered Letter

    This is a fictional letter from an adult son who lives in a different city, to a mother. Haan hai fikar mujhe, Bohot kam nahi zyada hai, Kaise batau khone ke khyaal se bhi, Phoot-phoot ke rona aa jaata hai. Mann karta hai ki har waqt saath rahoon, Ek pal bhi zindagi kaa jaane naa doo, Rahoon saath, mehsoos karoon, isi waqt ka aanand loon. Par jakad kar rakh rakhaa hai kuch zimmedariyon ne mujhe. Yaad hai mujhe bachpan ka har ek kissa. Dil me basa hai sab mere, Haan Karta hai mann ki jee paau vaise hi. Saath hou tumhare, mamta ki chaav mein, Bina kisi chinta, kisi tanaav…

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    Do You Know How Much I Miss You?

        This poem is dedicated to my sister.    In the chills of winter, Prickling heat of Summer, Joyous drops of Monsoon. Do you know how much I miss you?   On the occasion of Rakhi,` On the festival of lights, On the day of colors, Do you know how much I miss you?   When I cry out loud, When I laugh with all my heart out. When I smile from ear to ear, Do you know how much I miss you?   With people so harsh, With best of my pals, With annoying accomplices, Do you know how much I miss you?   When I buy a new…

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    Away From Home

    Far from home, Amidst dearest pals. Food was missed, Sweet memories were ringing bells. Excelling in life, Made him smile. With whom to share? He was alone on an isle. Friends are the family you choose, He propitiated himself. Shared a piece of heart, Faking the smiles is an art. Day by day, He grew bigger. With jealousy taking birth, He was under the trigger. Craving for the feast, Friends demanded. Secured currency was Again located. “Return before the sun goes down” Murmured the brain voice of the dear mother, Could not listen in the noises of other. In the dark jungle, The packed car stopped. Astounded by surrounding, He…

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    From the heart of a Mother

    In childhood, his mother taught him to walk, Every time he tried to walk, he fell. Later in time he walked  far away from the teacher; And this time, The mother fell- into a depressed state.   Din thaa voh khushi kaa, Khushi ke geet bohot tez the, Tha itna mera mann khush ki rone me bhi hasna aaya tha, Uss din mera beta iss duniya me aaya tha. Itni gareebi me bhi maine, Ameeri ka sukh paaya tha; Jab usne pehli baar mujhe maa keh kar bulaaya tha.   Ek dhool bhi zindagi me naa aane doongi tere, Sapne joh tere honge vahin honge mere, Dushmano ko tere mujhse guzarna hoga, Teri…

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