Urgency : 55 Finction

"But listen", she said rather agitated
"Coming,just give me ten minutes, its urgent", he replied fleeing from her sight
leaving her thinking,"what it could be" with bad omens in mind
every minute was like millenium, she was getting worried
suddenly a hug from behind and startled she cried for help
"been to washroom" he replied laughing

all at once...

it was not there i thought
not anymore...

to scratch in there or rather poke
where it pained most..

and made me feel vulnerable
like never before..

i thought, just thought
it was not there...

to twitch and turn
and make me flinch...

and then it did
scratch,twitch,turn

all at once...

बिन पतवार

आवारा से हो चले है अब  हम 

या पहले थे कभी 

बिन पतवार की कश्ती से खड़े हैं अब हम 

या पहले थे कभी 

हकीकत में रूबरू हैं हम 

या फसानो में है यकीं 

ये बस वो जानता है 

या दिल जानता है 

जब भी देखा करते है मुद के पीछे 

उन् लम्हों को जो हैं बीते 

कुछ दूर बहुत दूर 

कुछ हैं बस इसी मोड़ पे 

हँसाते कुछ और कुछ भिगाते 

दिल को या आँखों के पोरों को 

और फिर हमें छोड़ते, बिन पतवार 

जीने को कुछ नए लम्हे या मरने को शायद

P.S. This piece of verses in my mind after reading this

बारिश

हर शाख पे कोपलें फूटने लगी हैं 

कुछ नए से रंग की 

जो न हुआ था नसीब एक अरसे से इन निगाहों को 

एक झलक दीदार के लिए भी 

मौसम ने कुछ करवट ली है 

और स्पर्श हुआ है इन बूंदों का हमें 

बस भीग रहे है इसी ख़ुशी में .......

I

I am too alone but with me perhaps
I am too busy but free for friends
I am what I am but me perhaps
I am .... Dont know really. He Says.

You said you dont know me or
You said you know but li'l or
You said you are confused or
You said many more...

I said then let you know me
I said then try more or li'l
I said dont be confused
I said much more.....

At last you explored me, I hope
At least you know me, I hope
Please explore me, O soul mate
Please know me, O...............!

P.S.: This was written by me sometime in 2007

फिर एक बार…

कुछ ऐसा लगा जैसे मरहम रख दिया गया हो 

उस बहते नासूर पे , जो था बह रहा मुद्दतों से 

और डूबने लगे हम गहराइयों में 

उस अहसास की, जो था दफ़न कहीं 

चल पड़ा तूफ़ान उन ज़ज्बातों का 

अपनी उन मंजिलों की ओर 

जहाँ होना था उसे फ़ना 

बाँहों में किनारों के....

55 Fiction : Importance..

"No", he said on phone while typing something on computer

"Why not, this hour of the day you might not be doing something that important", She demanded undivided attention

"It is about how important are you and not this work", his words fell on her ear like lightening,

Searching...

In the clouds changing their form
and shades & hue created by sun

In the music hummed by trees & plants
and shadows made by everything around

In every pair of eyes and every smile
and freshness of grass

In my own eyes every morning
and every face I saw

My eyes were searching...
....................... searching for her