Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Tulika..

Applying that wet handkerchief on the forehead, i tended to plunge into the past, involuntarily.
"Vivek, for god sake! just stop behaving like a little kid!"
Please, take medicines and go to sleep, honey!

Hell no, I'm not gonna take any damn medicine anymore, that's all. You have no freaking idea but you are nothing short of a panacea to me. How on earth these so called medicines will cure me then (with a teasing wink).
Gosh! You are blazing like anything with 104 degrees, still can't you stop letting out your tricky cheesy lines? (with love soaked anger).
You know it very well my sweetie-pie, that I can't help it.
(Grinning devilishly).
See, the mighty pen of a poet, running blood into the veins and brimming romanticism within me can never be restrained. They only can if...........!
Shut up! you never think of, what to say, don't you? She just stopped me to utter anymore putting her fingers on my lips.
Tulika!
hmmm.... (with teary eyes)
I wanna say something..
Yeah, please..
If you were not in my life, I could never imagine those tears as valuable as pearls and those blisses as stars.At times I wish this fever not to come to end, my forehead remains on fire, then your loving aroma of being around and your silky hands on my forehead inculcates those myriad reasons within me to weave those loveful verses.
Oh! got you..those poems are more important to you than my love and care,aren't they? Huh..!
No way! with a teasing smile, he said.
The thing is, it's you who makes my beat skip and that birdies of my heart fly to the horizons just to pick those glitters and die to tag them onto your immaculate attire. This is how poem sprouts by its own, I do nothing darling! So, now do you believe these poetry of mine is nothing but the embodiment of your being. Don't you?
Oh God! you know, you are just impossible. (blushing helplessly)
Whose hubby i am, after all.(winks)
With the trailing off,she was into my arms, He, then realized how one can complete one's whole world with this loving gesture.

Tulika! Tulika! .........!
Voice weakens and reality bumps in, ruthlessly.
She is not gonna respond you vivek, go sleep. He murmured and starts peeping through the window..
9 years..
it's been 9 long years when her giggles used to reverberate through each and every corner of this house and how did this time limit it merely to my heart now.
Sigh..!!!
Sipping the coffee he keeps on pondering..
Instead of sharing my life with anyone else after the departure of her, I decided to live it all alone, whatever it took so far, Who cares.
'Tulika' is no more in my life today, but under that Gulmohar tree that is standing still in that corner of the park,at the bus stop nearby my place, in those teary and blissful letters, with every single cup of tea in the mornings, at the dinner table of every night, in every single folds of my bed and above of all these, she is more than lively and alive everywhere in my soul.
When it was around, didn't make me feel incomplete even in my dreams and they say she is not there anymore still I feel so complete with that eternal love.

Saturday, July 26, 2014

एक ग़ज़ल..

सफ़्हे सुकून-ए-रूह, जिस्म हाशिया हुआ
ग़ज़लों में भी तुम्हारा ग़ैर का न मैं हुआ

हर क़दम पर थी रंजिश,सितम सफ़र भर रहा
दिए को तमाम उम्र जलाती रही दुआ 

फूलों को न बख़्शा जहाँ कलियों को भी मसला
गुलशन का हमनफ़स कोई गुलफ़ाम न हुआ

जब भी मिला साहिल से अन्दाज़ और था
आब-ए-रवाँ का अपना कोई ताउम्र न हुआ

दिन हश्र के भी यूँ सर धुन रहे हो अब
मिल गया है ग़र जवाब फ़िर सवाल क्या हुआ

बदल जाने को अब 'विवेक' रवायत ही जान लो
साया भी सर-ए-राह मुस्तक़िल नहीं हुआ

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Moon Shines Again!

  



                                                             Feeble Moon blazed                               
                                                             with a everlasting twinge                       
                                                             few unsaid words echoed!
                                                             I was left with a volatile dream
                                                             and a perennial longing
                                                             When I plunged into 
                                                             that fascinating night
                                                             But you cropped up
                                                             out of nowhere
                                                             with angelic charm
                                                             and elfin grace
                                                             and revived my 
                                                             glimmering hopes again..