Imaratein

The last time I wrote something in Hindi, I was in class 11.

So when this came to me out of the blue, I couldn’t stop myself from posting it here…

jane kis ghari me chupi h zindagi

kabhi dabi si, kabhi manchali h zindagi

kisi ped ki aad me luka chuppi khelti

kabhi kisi palle se aansoon odhti h zindagi

jane kis sadak ke bich ruk gayi h zindagi

jane kis bhid me bhagti h zindagi

kisi ke aks me ise dhundti hun

to kabhi kisi shishe me kaid milti h zindagi

kuch patjhadon ki sarsarahat h isme

kuch foolon ki masli khushboo h

kuch yadon ki imaratein hn

kuch aane wale khandarh

jane kis gali kis nukkar pe aaj bikti h zindagi

jane kis aasman ki tasveer pe mit-ti h zindagi

kisi khule pinjare ke kone me haari si padi h

jane kis agyat kavi ke akshar bani h zindagi