Just another night!

I wake up at midnights;

and searches for 

some answers

known,

though I know most of them,

but still I live with

doubts own,

I try sleeping,
with effulgence of moon-sky,
settling,
shimmering,
smiling,
with a wavering why..
I look at him,
and with the passing
twilight,
and he looks at me,
with the morning bright,
my half-closed eyes,
leisurely concluding
some words wise..
I live known,
in a deep-seated  world
unknown,
still
having
my doubts,
own..

Some jumps,some falls

It is raining these days and interminable members of our little big vermin family are back from their pilgrimage!You can meet them between 7 p.m to 11p.m or even after that if you are awake,they'll go to their bed only after making you comfortable at your bed.And sometime they even take care of you when you have slept half of the total sleeping hours.They love you like anything and,never leaves you like you are everything :-)

These days I am meeting  lots of cricket,all jumping around,climbing the wall,sitting at the corners:thinking(may be into their dreams),some over the curtains,some inside my wardrobe if I left it open for a little more time and of-course few of them resting on my commodious bed :) I am usually a loving-caring-friendly person,never hurt anyone-marna-peetna to dur ki baat hai.So I let them move,jump and fall wherever they wish to.. And if I find them a little more interrupting,I switch off the lights and they feel I have slept,so they slowly move far away from my room to somewhere else,or may be they sleep like we all do after a hectic schedule..!

I live in doldrums when I see somebody not alive.Though my heart and soul are aware of the framed cycle of born and gone,but still a single thought of leaving this world, someday ,unknowingly kills me..

Life is  knowingly so unknown ! I found a cricket lying at a corner-it was dead.After few seconds I saw some ants,gathering near the dead-body;a few seconds later I saw arachnids too gathering and then all together holding the expired member of their family and taking it to some place may be to their burial ground or their charnel house or their memorial park..!On their way,I could see some few members joining them in between and all consoling each other... I was deeply attending the shouk-sabha and I don't know why but I kept on looking at these tiny creatures with sympathetic heart.They made me to lost in some deep realities of life... And within few minutes,everything was like before,like they consoled each other saying life goes on or may be they found their lets-do-party-tonight bite!

What was missing?Some more jumps,some more falls.
Who is remembered?Somebody who made me to think all that I wrote above.
May "your" soul rest in peace...

Magic called love..

I never thought about writing poems in hindi..Though I tried many times but failed in all!I remember how I used to give all the shayars beyond- making-sense look..!But I was knowing onething deep in my heart-  प्यार  इन्सान को  शायर बनाता हैं ..
And when I have felt this magical feeling,here goes my first कविता 
 Dedicate to the one living in my thoughts all the time... :)



फूलो के आगन मे हो,खुशबू की बहार
एक छोटा सा घर हो,एक अपना संसार
सुबह की ताज़गी सा हो अपना प्यार,
हर पल एक सपना हो , हर पल का इंतज़ार,
जिंदगी की धूप-छाव मे
हम रहे हर पल  साथ,
मुस्कुराते हुए जी ले हर लम्हा , जन्म सात 

And,it rained..

 I have been waiting for the rains so long.. And today it finally rained :)
It feels so relaxed when you see your loved ones happy and delighted.. I was living for this joy,that I can now see in their eyes,their twinkling eyes-...


Several times,
I looked at the clouds,
dark and grey,
that 
sometimes
it hear my pain,
sometimes 
it see me pray,
but
it didn't rain,
it didn't rain..


And one day,
Clouds come floating into my life,no longer to carry rain or usher storm,but to add color to my sunset sky..


And, it rained...