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इंतज़ार

- February 26, 2024

तुम्हारा इंतज़ार करना मुझे अच्छा लगता है वो चंद घंटे बहुत ख़ास होते हैं। उसमें तुम होते हो, और मैं होती हूं। वो सजे होते हैं तुम्हारी खुशबू से, वो भरे होते हैं तुम्हारी हंसी की खनक से, और वो तमाम लम्हे, वो तमाम एहसास जो सिर्फ़ हम दोनों के हैं, मुझे छू जाते हैं, इन्हीं चंद घंटों में। और जानते हो सबसे खूबसूरत बात? उन चंद घंटों में होती है एक उम्मीद तुम्हारे आ जाने की, जिसके थक कर छिटक जाने से एकदम पिछले पल में तुम आ जाते हो मेरे सामने। मेरा इंतज़ार जब कभी तुमको करना पड़ता है तुम ढूंढते हो कुछ ऐसा जो एहसास ही न होने दे इंतज़ार का। वक्त कट जाए जल्दी से और बस तुम फारिग़ हो जाओ इस फर्ज़ से। और मेरे आ जाने से कई पल पहले ही तुम इंतज़ार को अलविदा कर के निकल जाते हो किसी और रास्ते पर। और कहते हो इंतज़ार नागवार गुजरता है। इंतज़ार की मिठास तो सिर्फ़ वही जानते हैं जो इसको चखते हैं, कतरा कतरा, मन के पूरा भर जाने तक...

सिलसिला

- February 06, 2024

इश्क़ भी करते हैं तुझ से और फासिला भी रखते हैं। गैरों के बीच तुझे छोड़ने का हौंसला भी रखते हैं। सितम ये कि सामने भी आ जाओ तो ख़ुद पे काबू इतना रखते हैं गले लगा कर भी जिसे प्यास नहीं बुझती उस से दो हाथ की दूरी लाज़मी रखते हैं। मुसल्सल रहे ये किस्सा - ए - इश्क़ बस यही दुआ करते है। तहरीर में होने वाले, तक़दीर में कहां होते हैं। रिश्ते मोहताज हैं ज़रूरत और नाम के... चलो, इस सिलसिले को चाहत ही रहने देते हैं। - परस्तिश

You Fascinate Me

- December 22, 2023

Viren gently brakes his Royal Enfield Continental, as he rides past the hoarding –Welcome to City Beautiful. His mind is still wandering through the lush vales, amidst the majestic deodars… surrounded by ‘her’ luscious fragrance. Ah! the memory… In the plush lobby of Radisson Jass, all members of the ‘5-day Motorbike Expedition for the Geriatric Millennials’ were completing the formalities for rental motorcycles for their tour to the hills… except Dr. Viren. He had his own racing bike. So he sat smugly sipping his macchiato, when a whiff of lavender gently tickled his nostrils. Viren looked around, and spotted a tall woman entering the restaurant –clad in a skin tight blue jeans paired with a loose beige sweatshirt and coral cloured plimsolls, her hair falling on her shoulders, the studs on her earlobes glinting now and then. She had a glass of fresh juice in one hand which Viren guessed was watermelon, her mobile phone in the other, and a tote bag on her shoulder. After she occupi

The Scariest Part

- May 12, 2023

Sometimes, she would laugh at his fondness for her. Proud, happy, and ecstatic deep inside, she would outwardly ridicule the way he claimed her love and attention. She would make fun of the cheesy lines he spoke, she would call him ‘drama queen’ when he role-played Devdas and Romeo, and she smiled smugly when he told her that he would die if they parted. But she cherished him more than her own life, and everything he said or did made her love him more than before. Every time a meeting plan failed because of something at her end, he would joke, “I’ll give you a phone-call after your husband comes home…” and she would say the same when the story went the other way round; and then they would laugh out hard. Their love was intense and deep… though it was extramarital and illicit and forbidden and adulterous to the world. But for her, it was pious and true -in fact essential to her life. . It was telepathic … soul-quenching! She was not dramatic or filmy, when she said, “…the scariest p

The Splintered Life

- March 01, 2023

Samya is half asleep, when she is woken by Palak’s mumbling… Palak is talking in sleep again… something she does almost every night. It is beyond Samya’s understanding. Though scared, Samya sits up and starts patting Palak’s cheeks lovingly with her small plump hands, “Mumma! Talk to me if you want. See, I am here.” She is too young to understand the intricacies of human relationships and the complexities of human mind. Samya is just six, and interpreting this vile expression on her mother’s face as a mental sickness, is out of question. Palak opens her eyes and finds her lovely daughter peering at her with surprised doe eyes. Palak’s expression softens, as she pulls Samya into her arms and straightens her silky smooth pigtail with her fingers. Palak is not sure about her unconscious behavior, but from little Smaya’s description of Palak’s condition, she definitely knows that her disturbed inner-self is getting manifested in some way or the other. She shall never share with Samya the

Frown

- December 11, 2022

Some months back, I attended a conference on Women Empowerment at a University, which taught me a lot of new things –ironically, not about Women Empowerment, but about “the need and benefits of wearing a FROWN”. It sounds ridiculous but its true! Like it always happens at such events, I met old forgotten friends, colleagues, and also made some nice new acquaintances. During the tea-break, I ran into a senior colleague of mine, whom I was meeting after almost a decade. We exchanged pleasantries, but I felt that something was amiss. I kept observing her keenly for some moments; then, voiced my concern, to which she told me that she was perfectly ok. She admitted that her frown might be the culprit behind projecting her as upset or unhappy. She went on to enlighten me that smiling too much would make people take her for granted, and also make her look commonplace. She told me that she was too senior to smile at everyone, as if accomplishment was proportionate to frowning. Thus dawned up

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