Saturday, 28 May 2016

A daughter's lullaby.

This eve, I was resting next to my mother. We got to talking as usual about several things. Then all of a sudden and on some clue, I started narrating her my stories (It's Never Too Late and also the upcoming one). I was delighted telling her all the major twists and turns. I kept narrating and suddenly, when I was at the climax of my second novel, I noticed she had fallen asleep. It was a dimly lit room so I had to strain my eyes for the confirmation. And I indeed found her swept off to sleep. I smiled looking at her peaceful face. In fact I was a little amused as well.

It was not like she had gotten tired of my narration. Through out the whole she kept up her interest with occasional and apt 'Is it?', 'Really!' and also by nodding in between at twists and the understandings of human psychology that I have introduced in both of my creations. If the listener is good, narration becomes a joyful experience. So I was truly delighted at her interest but when I realized she had dozed off, I was not disappointed. It was the entire day tiredness that had made her helpless and listening to interest piquing stories worked as a perfect lullaby.

Truly speaking, I felt I was the mother performing a story- telling session to her daughter. And the kind of joy and satisfaction a mother feels after making her baby sleep, I too felt the same way. I let her continue sleeping while I slid away to do some writing.

Sunday, 22 May 2016

Save what is precious.

A recent very tiny incident has made quite an indelible mark on my heart. I can't write about it in details but that hardly matters. The question in limelight is - are we willing to save relationships these days?

Precious ones, on that note. But there is one more thing to look after. Relationships which can be important for you may not be the same for the person in them. For you, that jolly-natured sister, pretty cousin, concerned aunt, polite friend etc. can be important but do they reflect the same passion and patience for you? If not then may be the equation is not balanced well and if happens so, the chemistry is definitely a fall out.

I am a person who keeps a very very few people close to her heart. I just can't entertain lot of people that come my way. That is why, despite of having a big balloon of relationships, I know I can land safely with only a few of them. And I am passionate about these bonds and the chemistry I strike with people involved in it. But today I learned may be not everyone is like me; that not the person I love and care about can mirror the same feelings and dedication towards the knot. It hurts, yes but I take it as a part of learning and another way to understand people. It was difficult to swallow at first but now I feel better. I know I am playing my part well and with best interests in heart but no one can control just everything.

Wednesday, 11 May 2016

ज़िन्दगी के पन्ने.

ज़िन्दगी से शिकायतें तो बहुत सी होंगी शायद 
मगर प्यार जितना इसने दिया, शायद किसी और ने ना किया;
यूँ तो कहने को बहुत थे अपने 
मगर आँखों को जितना उन्होंने रुलाया, किसी और से ना हुआ;
शिकायत अब करें भी तो क्या करें !
वक़्त ने जब जो दिखाना था, शायद किसी और बहाने से ना हुआ;
अब आगे कुछ बयाँ करना मुनासिब नहीं 
कुछ पन्ने ज़िन्दगी के पढ़ने थे, यूँ ही सही गर कुछ और ना हुआ। 


Tuesday, 10 May 2016

Glory of night.

Night squeezes into a horizon
the moment my eyes droop!
and all I can see a dash of light behind my lashes
containing glory and armory of shining night.

Monday, 2 May 2016

Time and Cloud 9.

Everyone has their favorite color
favorite car or favorite band;
I used to have my favorite music
that melted my heart and made me smile
every time I heard it
it was like slippin' to Cloud 9
snoozing through some of the best time;
now the music is lost
in the cacophony of life
But I am pretty sure it's still
as musical as it used to be 
when things were gold and 
moments were divine.