Boondein

Duur khadi oonchi imaarton ki timtimaati roshni ko ek takk dekhte rehna ..imagining..kis tarah ke log in imaarton mein rehte hoge..happy people? Sad people? or is there someone like me right now pondering upon certain issues of life . But then sometimes i wish not to look deep into the concept called “LIFE” and just let go…

Peechle ek ghante se lagatar barsaat ho rahi hai..baarish ki boondon ko haathon pe mehsoos karna accha lagta hain , in boondon ko haathon mein pakadne ki koshish bhi mein karti hu , mutthi kholne per geele haathon mein lakeerein bikharte hui nazar aati hain.

bhar le aankhon mein
ab ke sawan koi naya rang laya hain

boond boond jo choom rahi mere gaalon ko
har ek boond se koi alag hi nasha chhaya hain

Barsaat ki iss raat mein
har koi deewana sa nazar aata hain

Kaise kisiko peene se roke
har pyala paimana sa nazar aata hain