Jab We Visited Kedarnath

  It had almost been a year since I’d visited Dharamshala in Himachal Pradesh for a 15-day volunteer program. Apart from a memorable 2-day visit to Chikmagalur in October last year, I had hardly seen the hills in the last one year. Saying that I was craving them, would be an understatement. I started to…

Don’t be mine.

Compelling eyes Unwary smile Coffee breath Let’s walk an extra mile ? Doting trees Dingy streets Lonely graves Hear us speak Old melodies Spark in the wind The tunes we hum Sieve the sinned Countless cups Smouldering lips High on each other The coin is flipped Love or drugs Make us gasp Together we dive…

कही डूब ना जाए 

इस सूरज के चले जाने से जाने क्यों लोग घबराते है जब ये नन्ही बूँदें बरसती है सड़के खाली क्यों हो जाती है ? क्यों लोग अक्सर  छाओ में पनाह ढूंढा करते है क्यों ना खुले आसमा को अपना खुदा ना समझते है खुदा ना सही इश्क़ ही सही कभी इन बूंदो को गले लगा…

And then it poured.

Night was dark Lights were mum The wild winds Had left their shores Soft chitter chatter Breezy pitter patter They roared & flew Like nothing was new And then it poured. They whispered a moan Murmuring through the water They looked for their home Lost & livid They knew not where to go Rushing and…