Rewind - November 2021

This year I have written only a handful of stuff. I thought I would become better at handling emotions with experience, but that's not true. My reaction is certainly better. Management is still an issue. I think I have too much on my platter. It has become extremely difficult to manage time. At the end of the day, I feel exhausted and yet I have not done half of the things I thought I would. There is so much to do and so less time and energy. Hopefully things will change for better in 2022.

Here's what I've written in November:

Date	Published
11/01/2021	मरने के बाद चार लोगों की ज़रूरत होती है जीते जी सिर्फ़ एक क्या ज़िन्दगी तेरा भी हिसाब में हाथ तंग सा है
11/16/2021	कैसे करूँ तुझसे इश्क़ बेशुमार तुम दोस्त बुलाते हो और मैं कहती हूँ तुम्हें प्यार
11/17/2021	बहुत आग है इस साली ज़िन्दगी में बस तुम गले लगा के थोड़ी ठंडक दे दो
11/29/2021	धीरे से लेना करवट ऐ ज़िंदगी बहुत अरमान सोए हुए हैं कही वो जाग ना जाए

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Bits and Pieces

I stretch my fingers, But mind says 'No'; Voice of my loved ones, Trails me as an echo. Persuading my heart, To sway away from phone; Keep it down, You live in a different time zone. Different time zone, I fumble in my thoughts. Morning, noon and night; I am out of sorts. It's perfect here, Too perfect for me, Like dead flowers adorned as a potpourri. Drowning in the timeline, Submerging in seven vast oceans. No distance in the world, Can cause this massive erosion. A part of me, my soul, Never left my house courtyard. If ever you want to collect me, my pieces, You know where to start.

Being Human

Under the roof of winter, Latches of my door open without making a sound. It's cold out there, Someone lost his ground. My soul shivers, Not that I'm cold. Someone from my land, Sleeps under the bridge while dreaming of gold. How can I... tuck myself in the quilt? When the winter storm is blowing, Hopes they have built. I have to get up, Do something... Before I start questioning who am I? And, they start saying...'Humanity dies.' Let's work out something, Take a resolution. Walk across all kinds of bridges, And, just be human... From centuries people are migrating for work or for better opportunities. But, not everyone has a smooth sailing...some live under miserable conditions. Most heart wrenching fact is nobody helps them, not even people from their own countries. I know, everybody is busy chasing the bigger purpose of life. But don't you think we should help people in need? Let's try to be better human being...

ठरकी मन बावरा

शाम से तकिये पे है पड़ा, ये ठरकी मन बावरा! कमरे की रौशनी मद्धम करके, सांसों के उलझते शोर में, चादर की सिलवटे गिन रहा, ये ठरकी मन बावरा! उसे बोलो आए थोड़ी देर से, खाव्हिशो को होने दे ज़रा धुआं, लिपट के नाम से उसके बैठेगा तब तक, ये ठरकी मन बावरा! पिघलेगे दो जिस्म काली श्याही सी रात में, और सुलगते हुए जिस्मो की आग में, बूँद बूँद समेट लूंगी उसके प्यार को इस तरह, बस कल नाराज़ न हो मुझसे, ये ठरकी मन बावरा!

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