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kucch dheer dharo...

Dear Pati, Jab kaale badal aate hain, Har oor andhera chhata hai, Aur tez hawaon ka jhoonka, Man vichlit sa kar jata hai, Jab nabh mein hoti ek garjan, Sun har koi dar jata hai, Tab dharti ki pyas bujhane ko, Jeevan amrit barsane ko, Varsha ki boonde aati hain, Aur nutan raag sunati hain, Kal-kal tup-tup ki sargam sun, Man mein phir dheeraj aata hai, Aasha ka nanha prabal deep, Ek baar punah jal jaata hai. Saawan ki madhur phuhaaren jab, Sab kuch swarnim kar jaati hain, Tab man ka wo anjana dar, Bus paani mein mil jaata hai Tum aaj bhale he oojhal ho, Mere naino ke aangan se, Chhahe is kshan yu lagta hai, Simtega kab jo phaila hai, Megho ke paar chhupa suraj, Aage aano ko vyakul hai, Aur maun raat ka dooba chandra, Kirne bikhrana chahta hai. Kehto ho tum "kucch dheer dharo, Sahas sab paar lagata hai, Asmanjas ka kya kaam bhala, Ankush dono ko dharna hai." Par jab sandhya deti dastak, Ambar ka rang gehrata hai, Rug-rug mein bharta sun

While I miss you so terribly ...

9 Days to go... Dear Pati, Upon the shower panel today, An empty "Gold Flake" packet lay. As I was giving the kids a wash, And saved myself from the water slosh, My eyes fell upon a glistening thing, Behind the shelf it was neatly sitting. An impish guy had hidden it thus, Be back. We really need to discuss! Remember the days when we dated? To get married, how eagerly you waited! And promised that after we wed, The ash stick would eternally be shed. The promise, wrecked and forgone, Resurfaced, when the first one was born. And then again after the second one came, You pledged to quit. Ah! A tall claim! Much water passed beneath the bridge, Between us, it sometimes created a ridge. Your plan to quit does never occur, The only matter where we never concur. And look at you! You mailed me a snap, Holding a cigarette between your fingers' gap! How could you believe I wouldn't observe? Once back, a piece of my mind y

Distance means so little when someone means so much...

11 Days to go... Dear Pati, My O my! How do you handle all this? It is so maddening, it really is. So many concerns and all at once, You live through this? Must admire your brilliance! Quality, development, purchase and production, Finance of course needs a special mention, Matters related to H.R. too, A magic wand is crucial, To help me sail through! Someone from here, something from there, Is this what every day you bear? Albeit I saw you day after day, But now I live through it your way! I thought I handled quite a bit, And doing a nearly perfect trade. Undergoing your toil, I must admit, Mine is a child's play, I'm afraid! The day you will be back, I say, I will take off for a couple of days. No work, no toil and nothing to pay heed, Will put my legs up, watch TV. and read!!! 10 Days to go... Dear Pati, Why is there so much dismay? Why am I so low? With each and every passing day, The dismal feeling grows. Hand