Wazan ka kissa

 Insan zindagi guzar deta hai,  

shabdo main wazan badhane ko,  

Kaaya ka wazan ghatane ko.  

Kabhi khud se hi ladta rehta hai,  

Kabhi duniya ko samjhaane ko.  

Khushiyon ke bojh uthaaye firta,  

Ghamon ko dil se udaane ko.  

Zindagi ka falsafa bhi ajeeb hai- 

Baar-baar bekaar lagti cheezein hi  

dil ko aakhir sukoon de jaati hain.  

Jo baatein samajh nahi aati,  

Wahi rooh ko naya rang de jaati hain.  

Thoda jazba rakho, thodi si zid rakho,  

Kuch chhoti-badi arzooein sambhal kar rakho- 

Inhi ki roshni se subah rooh jagti hai,  

warna din bhi bas yuhi guzar sa jaata.  

Sapnon ka safar hamesha tedha-medha hota hai,  

Kabhi raaste galat lagte hain,  

Kabhi manzil sahi hote hue bhi door bhaag jaati hai.  

Magar isi ulajh mein hi lutf chhupa hai,  

Isi safar mein hi zindagi dhadakti, panapti hai.  

Ye galat bhi hai… sahi bhi…  

Kisi ko kya maloom?  

Bas har roz  

Chalte jao….:)

I’m Still Learning How To Be

I am made of more than bones and breath

I am the rush of emotions that color my days.

The spark of silent realisations 

The tremble of vulnerability,

The courage it takes just to feel…

I carry memories in scent

The rain that smells like forgotten stories

The spice of home-cooked love,

The faint trace of perfume from a chapter long closed 

Yet still bookmarked in my heart.

I belong to the world through touch

The warmth of a hand that says “you’re not alone”,

The breath of the breeze against my skin,

The grounding of grass beneath my feet,

Reminding me, I’m connected to something infinite.

I see life in stories painted in light

In sunrises that promise beginnings,

In sunsets that whisper “let go”,

In eyes that shine with untold tales,

In colors, in shadows, in the beauty I choose to notice.

I am human,

Alive in every sense,

Breathing in the world

With all that I am

Feeling, touching, seeing, remembering,

Becoming- still learning how to be…