First Of July

Ringing brass bell,
And drizzling in the sky.
Vacations were over,
Oh! Yes, it was first of July*.

In the class of forty-three,
She was the one sitting beside me,
Though I wasn't ready for this,
My eyes were blinking in a bliss.

Obscured of getting the start,
I was jittered and thinking fast,
As the attendance got over,
I unheard, my name gone past.

She was glittering in new white shirt,
Tucked with the collar button,
Finely pleated navy blue skirt,
And two ponies knit with ribbon,


So was I,
Uniformed in joy,
Over oiled parted hair,
A fat and shy boy.

All the etiquette I display,
Like a potter do with the clay,
She was so beautiful, as if, it was in her gene,
And boys have had no hesitation putting their legs in between.

Bell rang again in a ruckus of cheers,
My eyes followed her till she disappears,
At last, that day, I took a sigh,
Oh! Yes.. It was first of July*.


*First Of July = First day of school after summer vacations.


'deep'

महरूनी

तेरे हाथ का बुना महरूनी स्वेटर,
चुभता बहूत है।

टेढ़ा-मेढ़ा सा गला,
तंग आस्तीनें,
रुए-दार,
फिर भी निकल जाता हूँ इसे पहन कर,
तेरे प्यार का गर्म एहसास लिए।

तेरे हाथ का बुना महरूनी स्वेटर,
चुभता बहूत है। 

And Pages Remain White

I am alone,

And I want to write,

I think of you,

And pages remain white.

Indulged in a dream,

With a naive smile,

I strengthen my nerves,

Yet emotionally fragile.

Verses are all crisp,

Rhymes are all clear,

But I wanted myself,

To be her Shakespeare.

Hey! My love, love is not,

In my arms you have to be,

Talisman of vibes it is,

You are away thinking of me.

Angel's Paradise

Oh My God! Those twinkling eyes,

Chubby cheeks and childish voice,

Unlike others in my life,

I opted you by my choice.

We are known since very long,

Its been while being along,

Winter, Autumn, Spring, Summer,

Being with you viz a beautiful song.

Life is rude seldom fair,

Every damn emotions that we share,

There is mutual love and respect,

With an impression that 'I CARE'.

Crazy things we did in the past,

Nostalgic life can never last,

In the movie of my life,

You are 'The Best' the God can cast.

दामिनी

आज फिर सोया हुआ देश जागा है,

आज फिर एक लड़की ने देह त्यागा है। 

सुनो!

अब अपनी ऊँगली-अंगूठे से आँखों को फाड़े रखना,

इन बुरे सपनों से बचना है तो, चक्कु-छूरी सिरहाने रखना,

बस अब तक इन्हीं सब से तो मन को बहलाया है,

सब ठीक हो जाएगा कहकर खुद ही को सूली पर टांगा है,

लेकिन!

अब उठना होगा,

मारने होंगे ठन्डे थपेड़े पानी के,

मरोड़ने होंगे कान उस स्वार्थी के,

जो मोमबत्ती लिए हुए भी अंधकार में है,

जो मुझमें है, तुम में है,

और जो जाने-अनजाने अहंकार में है। 

अरे उठो!

उसे थोड़ा साहस दो, एहसास दो,

प्यार, होंसला और विश्वास दो,

उसे 'ज्ञान' रुपी हनुमान-चालीसा कंठस्त करा दो,

नानी कहती थीं,

इसे सुनकर हर शैतान भागा है। 

आज फिर सोया हुआ देश जागा है,

आज फिर एक लड़की ने देह त्यागा है। 

R.I.P DAMINI.!


'दीप '