The End

Bikharr bikharr gaya
titarr bitarr hua
pakdam pakadi chhuppa chhuppi
dil wil chhuaa
Mohabbatt
ikka dukka kshay maat
patta patta jua.

Saham saham gaya
khatam khatam hua
chakku chhuri tamchaa rassi
bin paani kuaa
Dillaggi
ikka dukka kshay maat
patta patta jua.

Ikka dukka kshay maat
patta patta jua
ikka dukka kshay maat
patta patta jua
Zindagi
chauka chhakka bhaagam bhaag
run out hua.

 

Twisters (June)

Some more 140-character short stories, for you.

The blind sister was the most beautiful of them all. She didn't know it. They didn't tell her either. What's beauty, she often asked.

He won't carry an umbrella. Even if it rains. Rebel, they say. Every night, alone, he listens to "Pyaar hua iqraar hua." Shhh. He's a rebel.

Oh shit, he screams, there's a hole in the boat. Quick, she shouts, plug it with the harpoon. Awkward silence. They giggle the whole night.

"What's origami?" "It's the art of folding papers to make things. Like birds. With wings." "And heart?" "Yes, that too." "With wings?"

"Ready?" "No. I'm not. Give me a minute." *takes a deep breath* "Okay, I'm ready." "No. You're not." "What!?" "Trust me. You are not."

You need to find humor in things, she said. How'll that help, he asked. It makes you popular, she said, like me. He laughed the whole night.

You're good, she said, but I don't like you. You mean, he asked, in that way? Yup, she said, in that way too. He got himself house arrested.

Damn, he panics, it's the last boarding call. Relax, she says, you promised me you won't panic again. Sorry, he murmurs. That too, she says.

Single, the salesman asked. Yes, I said. Stay alone, he asked again. Yes, I said. You need a vacuum cleaner, he said. We laughed for 30 min.

Going somewhere, he asked. Wandering, she said, you? Me too, he said, mind if I join you? Sorry, she said, two wanderers can never get lost.

Oh god you taste awesome, he said. I taste better with ice cream, she said and winked. Excited, he went to the fridge. He never came back.

Galti Ho Gayi

Aaj subah ek galti ho gayi.
Galti ho gayi ki main uth gaya.
Galti ho gayi,
phir se mainey uss puraani subah mein aankhein khol daali,
jab uth-ta thaa uski aawaaz se.
"College nahin aana kya?
Class shuru honey waali hai."
Galti ho gayi.
Woh aawaaz kaan mein dobaara pad gayi.
Koi gaana dimaag mein kyun nahin aa raha saala!
"Nahin. Aaj attend karne ka mann nahin hai."
Kisko bolun?
Galti ho gayi, aaj usey bolne ka mann kar gaya.
Bhakk saala, radio chalaao.
"Yeh gaana dedicate kiya hai Rahul ne Priya ko...."
Chutiya hai kya!?
Gaana barbaad kar raha hai khud ke liye!
Royega saari zindagi gaana sunkar.
Ek SMS bhejoon?
Nahin. Zor se chillaunga!
Zor se chilaunga nahin aati yaad!
Uskey paas jaake bolunga, nahin aati yaad.
"Soney de yaar aaj, nahin attend karna lecture."
Yaar koi yeh tasveer mitaao dimaag se.

Bik Gaye Kahin

Pata hai kahaan chhupaa rakhaa hai khud ko?
Ya dhoondney ka ab mann nahin karta?
Ya bech diya khud ko bharey baazaar mein?
Chhote chhote sapnon ke keemat badi bhaari,
kaudi kaudi, sikka sikka, umr beetey jaaye saari.
Bech diya re bech diya,
maine hazaar sapnon ko bech diya,
seth ne lagaayi keemat itni pyaari,
uska sapna zara jyada mehenga dikhaai padta hai.
Noton ke beech kahin ek note ban,
pada hoon bandd seth ki tijori mein,
jeb se nikloonga kabhie uska sapna poora karne ko.
Haan bhai, pata hai kahaan chhupa rakhaa hai khud ko.
Bas ab dhoondney ka mann nahin karta.

(Dedicated to all the working class heroes)

Marjaani Main Kamli

Maddham maddham sulgey tan,

raat chaandni yun raakh ho gayi.

Teri jalti ungliyon ki ek chubhan se,

marjaani main kamli,

main saakh kho gayi.

Aahiste aahiste nikli siskiyaan,

raat khaamoshi mein chittkaar kho gayi.

Sharam rakhne waalon ki galiyon mein,

marjaani main kamli,

main badnaam ho gayi.

Tinka tinka yun bikhri main,

luterey main lut teri daas ho gayi.

Muskuraaun aise teri jakad mein,

marjaani main kamli,

main be-hayaa ho gayi.

O' Ranjhya dekh Heer teri,

teri Heer na-paak ho gayi.

Main Chalaa

 

O' sayaane dekh mujhe,

teri bastee mein main baawra sahi.

Tere kad se oonchey tere makaan,

teri viraan galiyon mein main besahaara sahi.

Sikkey sikkey se toli teri kahaani ka bojh,

korey panne ka main koraa afsaanaa sahi.
 

Ummeedon ke par hain, woh toh theek hai magar,

chidiya hee jab qaid hai pinjarey mein...

Kaalaapaani sa tera aasmaan,

main inn chhodi galiyon ka aawaara sahi.

Kuchh aatey kandhey, kuchh jaatey kandhey,

thoda bojh udhaar de jaate kandhey,

ek hee raah par chaltey jaatey kandhey,

manzil meri alag mujhey inn andhon se takraana nahin.

O' sayaane tu jee bhar aaj phir dekh mujhe,

teri bastee mein dobaara aanaa nahin.