Presence...!

You understand things,

sometimes
you ask questions

all of a sudden,

as if something has
touched the chords,

then suddenly
you take  a break,

for a reason better known
to you,

A complete silence,

Again you come back,

as if
you have found the cause
of this silence,

Your mere presence
fills the void in my heart....

You..!

I never feel that
i am alone,

it is just that

there is no one present
with me,

except you,

i stay with your thoughts,
your memories sleep beside me,

your touch roams
around with me,

I see your eyes
from my window,

I can hear your footsteps
on the door,

you are not away,

you are always with me,

But i know ,

I am not with you..!

Answers...!

I am writing

sometimes with reasons,
sometimes without them,

I have not been
true to myself,

I have not been true
to you either,

I have become a lie,

because i can not tell you
the truth,

but i never lie to you,

only hide a few things,

but what i say is actually
the reality,

I am not a diplomat,
I don't want to become one,

and

I respect your quest
for answers....

...

I am not afraid,

feeling of fear comes
only to privileged,

do i have anything to loose?

and at this moment
all i know is that

i have things waiting for me,

paths yet unseen,

they are calling me
from far away,

i can listen to them....

Yes..I am....

When will you get the courage
to speak what is right,

you are afraid
because you want a normal life,

a life where you don't have
to struggle and fight
for everything,

is that the ultimate
goal of your life?

can mortals ever
achieve that?

and most importantly
what next?

The joy of life lies
in fighting for your own identity.

hypocrisy

The yardsticks change
when we measure our own faults

but when it is about
others,

we want to judge them
on all parameters

the scrutiny continues
till we find a fault,

and then  we delve
deeply to make a strong case,

what can be an honest mistake
of ours,

can be a crime if somebody else
commits it.

the hypocrisy of the world
amuses me..!

.......

Darrr.......!

Chhupa raha hoon
khud se khud ko,

andheron ko dhoondhta hoon aksar,

shayad mil jaaye kahin,
wo wajah jeene ki,

ehtiyatan akele
sadkon pe nahi nikalta,

ki koi saaya na pad jaaye aisa,
jo meri parchhai ko pehchaan le,

uske peechhe peechhe chal
ke kahin wo yaha  tak na pahuch jaaye,

ye andhera
bahut sukoon deta hai mujhe

band darwaaje ke peechhe
se aata kabootaron ka shor,

jaise koi dard se karah raha ho,

kya dard ki bhi koi aawaz hoti hai?

na maloom kab se
sannaton ko dhoondhta hoon yaha,

ye shor shehar ka ,
ye shor zindagi ka,

ye bematlab ka shor mujhe behra kar dega...!