Rewind - August 2022

I have not been very productive for a month now. But I am having a good time with my nephew. It's fun and insightful to watch a baby grow. There is so much adults can learn from them.

I wrote only 2 couplets in August.

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08/17/2022

वक़्त बदलते ही जो बदल जाए

ऐसे दोस्तों को बदल देना चाहिए

08/30/2022

कितना बड़ा धोखा मिला होगा उसे

कि वो इश्क़ के नाम पे तिलमिला जाता है

Hoping September will be a hell lot productive in terms of creative writing.

Love,

Saru

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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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