I wish I could tell him,
That he was like the warm sunshine,
To my perennial winters..
Blissfully aware of the dark side,
Of your moon, my love,
I am falling deep,
Deep in the steep valleys of your love..
Blissfully aware of the venom,
Which can sap the life away,
From my fragile human soul..
ऐ हवाऐ उसे मेरा पेगाम पहु़ंचा देना,
आज शाम उसे छूकर जब तुम गुज़रो,
उसके बाल ज़रा मेरी और से सहला देना…
उसके कंधे जो बोज़ से हो दबे,
उन्हें ज़रा मेरी और से हल्का कर देना…
I was waiting by the street for her. She had messaged me that morning at 6 AM : “In no particular mood to meet you. BUT I will be coming, just because mom & dad have asked me to.” Part of me was happy as hell. I was about to board my flight for Mumbai when I received this message from her. I felt like dancing and singing aloud with excitement. Part of me, my egoist self; was fuming as hell. What did she mean ? How rude and mean of her to say that she didn’t want to come, but was coming for name sake. Before I could figure out what reply to send, I was seated in my seat and the air hostess was requesting me to turnoff my mobile network as she had caught me typing and deleting things in my mobile. With a smile, I obliged; but not before sending a quick reply “Will be waiting <3”. Finally my love won over my anger and I was happy as a lark. I was grinning through the entire journey and my fellow passengers were looking at me perplexed!
I look out of the car,
Hazy are the scenes I see..
Tiny drops of rain,
Settle on the glass pane..
A warm breath I draw,
And blow it on the window..
Quickly I scribble our names together,
Enveloped in a heart frame..