एक धुंदली सी तस्वीर

परसों की ही तो बात है

स्टार्चिले बेदाग़ सफ़ेद कुरते में मिले थे तुम

पर ऐक अमिट दाग छोड़ गए मेरे खयालो पर

अब ऐक बरस हो गया है उस परसों को बीते

तस्वीर भूरी हो चली है 

कुछ धुंधली भी

लफ़्ज़ों के धार पर जंग लग चूका है

दाग पर धुल भी जम गयी है

फिर कब मिलोगे की ये याद ताज़ा कर लें?

Mutilated and Scattered

तोड़ आया था मैं कल

कुछ ख्वाब

और उनके साथ कुछ सपने

जला दिए थे मैं कल

कुछ ख़त

और उनके साथ वह लम्हे

फाड़ दीं थी मैंने कल

वह तस्वीर

और उसके साथ जुड़े वह पल

कुचल आया था मैं कल

ऐक दिल

और उसके लाखों अरमां

काट आया था मैं कल

ऐक रिश्ता

और उसकी नसें

जलाई दीं मैंने कल

वह लाशें

बिखरा कर आ रहा हूँ

उसके अवशेष

अख़बार में पढ़ लेना कल

मेरे मौत का चर्चा |

Mutilated and Scattered. 

Some Dreams. Some Letters. Some Photographs. A Heart. A Relationship.

I had cremated a cadaver yesterday.  

Do read it tomorrow. The story of my Death.

Inspired

Sitting at the beach

looking at people

Trying to absorb some happiness

Trying to look for some inspiration

It seems to be all around

but still trying to evade me

Earlier I used to come here with a smile

A smile for the kids playing

A smile for the hawkers

A smile for the love struck ones

A smile for the sand

But now the water does not speak to me

The way it used to

Do not know what is amiss

Everything still seems the same

The sand the sea the people

Probably I am looking at the wrong place

Probably am looking through the wrong lens

She is calling me to sing to her

The sea is calling me to capture, frame her

And again I walk on the sand

with a lens in my hand

A picture in my eyes 

A thought so pristine

And a dream so grand

Time Travel

Churchgate to Grant Road
Bandra to Juhu
Andheri to Dadar
Park Street to Rabindra Sadan
Writer's Building to Bow Bazaar

I walk. I see places. I see people. I see faces.
My new passion. Capturing all these. Etching them on my memories.
As I start this new series, naming it Time Travel, I put before you the time that passed by my eyes. Expressing time with pictures and a thousand words. Words. Giving the time its words.
I put before you the stories of the time travelers.

Bon Voyage.