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Tonight

Let the darkness be,
It does not matter anymore,
Let it spread inside out
Or seep a bit from sides,
It does not matter today.
Let people assume we follow them,
Or some one making us lead him,
What difference would it make,
We are , we would be like this
Always stuck between leaders and a pack.
But it does not matter today.
‘Cause today i sit beside you
And realize I only need you
To hear my silence and reply likewise,
I depend on you to ask me anything
But not expect any sensible reply.
I instead unwrap my curiosities
And feed them to imagination
Losing myself in the taste of kisses
That i steal at every red light.
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I think of you. always.

The below poem in hindi was written prompted by a thought about the love of my life :

metro ke khali dabbe me,jab awaazein saaf sunai padti hain,
kabhi kabhi koi baat,kaano me pad jaati hai,
koi sawaal aisa sun leti hoon, jo dil ko choo jaata hai,
kal ek thaki hui awaaz ne bola,waqt kahan milta hai kisi ko yaad karo ?
aur main muskura uthi, main to har waqt usko yaad karti hoon,
ya yun kaho, har khoobsurat ehsaas me wo khud hi yaad aa jaata hai.

[ And below is the translation ( sort of) ]

Travelling in the metro,
when you can overhear,
some random bit of talk,
or questions that find
a way straight to heart –
“where does one have time
to miss some one”
a tired voice asks,
and I can not help but smile,
’cause I miss him all the time –
his words ,smile or name
is just there always,
with every beautiful desire,
every feeling of him I share.

Linked to dVerse Poetics , Sunday Whirl

Travel time and random observations

At times , we notice things which stay in our memories. Somethings we notice daily without fail or make a habit of noticing every time we pass through same place or meet same person. Maybe useless observations to most people , but still so much fun to you. That is a part of awareness of brain and interaction of different senses at that particular time. More like a context. Like a particular smell will ALWAYS remind you of some one, or a song is associated to some person. Such memory mappings are usually random when they first happen and later we do it consciously. Like I always search for a particular building when I travel from my place to nearest market. I just know when I will cross it and I try to locate if some one has started living there or not.

Now days all around you, we find people busy with themselves – on call , listening to music on earphones , reading, working offline , or sleeping at times. The sleeping ones and the reading ones are excused but for the rest , I feel they are losing so much in the time they are being so busy. Travelling should be treated as a break from every one and everything around. Being occupied all times dulls the senses. Travelling with open mind and senses aware , can be so relaxing and refreshing. One should at times just enjoy the feeling of journey – Each pause and acceleration.

Feel the flow of the vehicle you are in; or the rhythm of your steps as you walk – ’cause that’s how life is best enjoyed. In those few moments we are on our own , and can afford to switch off the world in our hearts.