Love Crops

I will reap Love Crops
Plenty, golden, shining now
From the half submerged islands of this life lake
While You being the boat, Jayant
I breathe flower.

Then it rains...
First softly...
And then there is lightening and along with the terrible thunder comes the downpour with a force
It looks foamy everywhere....

Lying upon Your soft velvety mahogany heavily cushioned warm lounge
Thoroughly wet
I dream of
Our future unions -of several lives
And wake up to walk through the weddings of the past lives-
You with a red turban
Tenderly holding Your slender n beautiful head
Making You look like a "monarch just lost his heart"
And Your burning gazes fixid upon me
My red kukum glowing more n more
Spreading into the horizon
Awaiting a delicate sunrise....!

Samudra Banik

Man mere ek Maha Samudra
Aganit juar, bistar seemaheen
Kabhi khud v nikalke ja na saki
Daure pe is aur se us aur
Ya fir dub ke kabhi chhu na saki
Kahan hai iska niche gabheer balu se milan

Keise kah sakun fir Tumhe
Kya ha kahan kitne moti
Eise hi samuka ki mare muhn se nikle
Bikhre pade hein, Banik
Tere jhola bharne ke lie...
Mujhe pata nahi..
Ana kabhi jahaj leke chhota sa
Dekhne khojne kya hai sab Tumhare naam
Ham to haar gae kahte dikhate
Aur Tum pak gae kinare baithe beithe
Ana kabhi gahre jal me
Na jahaj na koi saadhan
Milne khud ki chhabi se
Jo yahan na jane kai barshon se
Bani hai dhire dhire
Sabse anmol cheson se

Tumko ham wahan le nahi ja sakte
Machhli ki fin nahi Tumko
Saans le nahi sakte
Jahaj Tumhare wahan tak pahunchegi nhi
Submarine v nhi.
Fir keise?
Ye sab eise hi rah jaega...
Itne sare baibhav Tumhare naam ka
Tum khojoge nahi...
Saans bharne ka pani ki gahrion me
Koi aur tarika?
Dhunda h kya Tumne?

Mujhe pata to nahi...
Rah rahke laharon ki pocket me bharke
Un mare hue samuka ki sample
bhej sakti hun
Ana belabhumi pe
Pana pairon k pash gire hue un sabko
Sunna pratishrutiyan sare unse
Ki jinda v hain kuchh
Ban rahe hein motiyan v aur...
Gahraion me

Kya Tum dekhte ho
Yahan...
Kuchh kawe ud jate hue
Kuchh laal kekde sarakte hue
Gile ret pe
Ya apna pairon ki 3d wala nishan...
Sunte kya ho?
Samosha wale ki kuhat
Bachhon ki dhumdham daudne ki ahat
Kuchh logon ki udti hui kho jati hui batein
Ya dur raste pe traffic ki halka sa awaj
Suno in Samukaon ko
Suno lahron ko
Kahenge kuchh to Tumhe
Jo na ja sako Samudra Yatra pe
Hey Banik!!

Has nahi dena
Eise halke se
Adh-man se
Baat jaruri hai
Bhitar dalna
Kahno ko sab kaha nahi jata
Chah k v koi Samudra ko Tumhe
Dikha nahi sakta.
Ankhon ke samne bichhi hui
Tumhare pairon se leke digant tak to
Baat nahi. Baat aur v kuchh hai.
Kabhi Tumne janna na chaha...
Samosha wale aur chay wake ki kuhat
Aur in lahron ki ho ho me hi
Band rah gai sare talash Tumhare
Par Tum to Samudra Banik ho!


☆Samudra Banik☆

Rain writes-You!

Birds are chirping...
Koel whistling somewhere
And the "You-bird" -"Kum-Kum-bird'
That also spoke something
Something about You...
When i wrote about
Making You my Igloo...

The sky has come close
With the downcast heavy clouds....
Its so cool n pleasant all around
Anytime it would rain again...
And when it rains
It writes-You are around
Close by.

With tea cups in hand
I want to come to You
To meet You in the balcony
Or upon terrace or
in our personal garden or lawn...
And again want to make a house
Inside You...

This time no igloo...
I am warm enough...
This time You be a resort -
A cottage house to me...

Slowly i wll come close to You
And before You raise
A 'what' in Your eyes
I will envelope my arms around You
To make sure You have not changed
Since i v gone to the kitchen
To make tea...
You are still the same one
My Joshua...
And i will tell You
With tightening of my arms around You
How much i missed You
Since we have left the bed
Or since we have last spoken
to each other....

The way i will cling to You
With child like innocence n necessity
You would feel - something is wrong
And will try to hold my face
Looking at my eyes
Trying to know
What's wrong with me
I will look deep into Your eyes
And say nothings wrong
I just wanted to be cozy with You...

*
...Rain Writings...

8.30am
9.3.2917

Be my Igloo

I wanted this
when i got up in the morning,
slowly coming to my senses..
and You tweeted from the phone...
with closed eyes
i just want to go close to You
and make room for myself
n lie there just like that
for another half an hour...
feeling your protecting arms around me taking the warmth n the security...
and the "You-factor"
that is only with You
n nowhere else....
Want to make a house inside You...
A kind of Igloo...
And creep into it...
And .....
Call You softly...
Mukuuuuuuu....


*
8am
9.3.2017

Tumne itna kyun apnaya?

Tumne itna apna kyun banaya?
Galiyan na dete
Ek mitha ajnabipan kuchh din k lie
Bani rahti
Fir apneap kho jati kahin...
Halka mithas me bani hui rekhaen
Fiki hoti h sada...

Tumne itni gali-achhi buri
Sahya, asahya, thik, galat -
Jo diya...
Tumko pata nahi
Tumse mera kuchh bandhta gaya
Wajud ka koi gahra hissa...
Aur wohi failta fulta gaya...

Ab eisa h
Ki koi rista h nahi
Par koi dard ka geet gata h
Aur mai daudke jati hun
To pash bhatakne nhi diya jata
Ulta galion k gusse k lahar daud ati h
Pichha karte hue bahut dur...

Surya uge na uge
Din k baad raat ho na ho
Mujhe dekh Tum gali na doge
Ye ho nahi sakta.
Istarha se ye rista pakka hota gaya.
Ab atoot lban gaya.

Apna banana tha
Tumne eise rasta chuna...

Koi hadbadi nahi
Kahin jana nahi
Kuchh sabit karna nahi
Kuchh mangna nahi
Tumne ek kinara eisa
Jo mere naam kia-
Beithna h chupchap yayan.
Is apnapan ko odke
In sardion k dino me...

Tum samajh rahe ho,, na.
*
11.27
8th March 2017

Bahut dino se Woh chup tha

Bahut dino se wo chup tha
Kya baat hai
Puchhne chali gai
Sade chhe saal baad.

Bahut dino se wo chup tha
"Bolega fir se..
Koi badi baat nahi"
Ki dilasha dhire dhire
Jhutha lagne laga tha.

Bahut dino se wo chup tha
Kya baat h
Puchhne se pahle pahle
Dar nahi tha
Par mauka na mila.

Bahut dino se wo chup tha
Kya baat h
Char saal baad
Ushe puchhna
Khatakne laga tha
Bolega fir se
Ye aur lagta nahi tha.

Bahut dino se wo chup tha
Ab panch saal baad
Ushe puchhne se dar lagne laga tha
Kahin Uska chehra na badal gaya ho
Kahin wo hasi uski muhn se
Apna basera utha na lia ho.

Bahut dino se wo chup tha
Chhati me koi chidia mere
Chhatpatane laga tha
Kahin uski najrein
ajnabi na ban gaye hon
Kahin uski awaj
Jeise Woh dusre se baat karta h
Wese na ho gaya ho mere lie
Kahin wo alag na ho gaya ho
Mere sade chhe saal pahle k
Chehra se woh apna duri na bana li ho

Bahut dino se wo chup tha
Uski chupi todne ko
Mujhe man v nahi tha ab
Pata nahi kya nikle
Kuchh dhuan....
Meine ushe puchhna v na chaha
Wo chup ho gaya tha
Mere asha aur swapn k mahal v
Sunsan ho gaya tha
Jala nikalke wahan jane ko
Man nahi hota tha...

Bahut dino se wo chup tha
Kya baat h
Puchhne aogi nahi
Usne has k ekdin kaha kahin se...
Uski baat rakhti keise nhi
Sab rakha h
Jana pada-gai...
Usne mujhe ek aina dikhai
Jisme mujhe khali mai dikhai padi
Woh nahi tha wahan
Fir usne mujhe mere harh dekhneko kaha- wahan se kisne mere sade chhe saal dhire se nikal k le gaya tha...

Bahut dino se wo chup tha
Kya baat hai puchhne gai thi...
Laga samne wo khada tha.
Par Woh nahi tha.
Uski saql se mila jula
Koi aur khada tha...
Aur wo bola.
Ab sochti hun,
Achha hota jo ushe
Chup hi rahne deti.
*

8th March
11.08am

Chehre ka jod

8th March
10.32am

Wo chehra...
Keisa hai...
Keise dikhta h bolke puchhna meghon se...
Diwar pe jahan drusti nibaddh ho aur kahin ha sake na...
Jate jate gum ho jae
Aur bhitar se hi ek rasta nikle...
Us rasta se chalte chalte
Wahan ki hawa ko puchhna-
Keisa dikhta hai woh...
Khali kya do hilte hue kale putle
Moti jeise... bas itna hi hai woh....?

Bhulsa chala tha man
Aur uski ajeeb kothriyan-unke darpan me khalivdo ankhein -hilte hue rah gaya tha -absesh jeisa...

Ab itne dino baad
Jo dekha
Sach much ek insaan
Jisme wo chehra chipka hua tha
Tab khayal aya
Han,
Mere pash eise hi
Ek tasveer to tha!

Tasalli h,
Bhitar se bahar jud gaya...
Man k kothariyon k darpan
Aur koi abhijog nahi karenge ab
Ab bahut dino tak koi uljhan
Nahi satayega ki
Keisa hai woh chehra!