Pehla Lesson- Insaaniyaat

Use farak nahi padta aapki inn dharm ke naam par hui ladaiyon se,Wo toh roz bhook se ladta hai,Usse Right Wing – Left Wing se bhi koi matlab nahi,Wo toh apne pankh doondh raha hai,Ab agar iss chai ki channi ko hatakar,Usse koi kitaab thama de,Kitaab jismein Insaaniyat ho pehla lesson,Toh usse apne pankh mehsoosContinue reading “Pehla Lesson- Insaaniyaat”

Book VS Bullet

History knows it very well,As the fascists are up to it againTurning citizens into mere numbers,Turning people into a blind crowd…They have cracked the recipe ofMaking murderers out of youthA spoonful of Patriarchy,A bowlful of UnemploymentWith a tinge of ‘Hate Speech’That’s about it and you have a19-year old with fake entitlementFiring bullets at unarmed womenContinue reading “Book VS Bullet”

Woh Padh Raha Tha…

Woh padh raha tha…Jab bhagwa chaddi mainVardi waale ghar main ghuseAur usse goli maardi Wo padh raha tha…Wah kitaabein jo humein saath laayeinshayad yahi unse bardaasht nahi hua Wo padh raha tha…Taaki naam se nahi kaam se jaana jaaye,Wo jo bhi pehne sar uthake chal paaye, Wo padh raha thaTaaki wo sawaal puch sakeUnse joContinue reading “Woh Padh Raha Tha…”

The Obsessive Storytellers

Growing up, I was obsessed with books My brother was obsessed with exploring new places He used to bunk classes to find out the most obscure but beautiful places in the city And I used to bunk playing to sit in the library We were embarrassed to meet each other at school But once every night, weContinue reading “The Obsessive Storytellers”

A Millennial Classic

She dragged herself into the library, As if she was forced by her professor Being a rebel,She started LOLing at a memeWith ‘Silence Please’ written just above herEveryone glared at herIncluding a guy, Hiding behind a Kafka bookWallowing in his existentialism But as he looked her for the first time All his ‘isms’ were setContinue reading “A Millennial Classic”

Fish Strolling In a Garden

Suffocating when everything around me is so beautiful Sometimes I feel like a fish strolling in a garden Beautiful, is it? No seriously a garden is beautiful But it is not where the fish belongs Does it? It is looking for small puddles to survive Small puddles which are hindrances to others And a chanceContinue reading “Fish Strolling In a Garden”

Humanity and Films

I don’t really like writing about films, but now I realised that I wasn’t watching the right films. But are there any right or wrong films though? Yes, there are, the films that becomes an experience is a right film. Period. The film that connects to you and lets you get in touch with yourContinue reading “Humanity and Films”

कोई खतरा नहीं- ओमप्रकाश वाल्मीकि

शहर की सड़कों पर दौड़ती-भागती गाड़ियों के शोर में सुनाई नहीं पड़ती सिसकियाँ बोझ से दबे आदमी की जो हर बार फँस जाता है मुखौटों के भ्रमजाल में जानते हुए भी कि उसकी पदचाप रह जाएगी अनचीन्ही नहीं आएगा उसके हिस्से समन्दर की रेत में पड़ा सीपी का मोती लहरें नहीं धोएँगी पाँव हवाएँ भीContinue reading “कोई खतरा नहीं- ओमप्रकाश वाल्मीकि”

ओ नारी—समता की सहपाठी हो तुम!

ओ नारी—समता की सहपाठी हो तुम!अनेक महान सम्बोधन दिये तुम्हें पर दिया नहींतुम्हें निर्णय का अधिकारतुम्हें रिश्ते-नातों श्रृंखला से जकड़ा—शस्त्र और शास्त्र का भय दिखलाकर जो पाँव तुम्हारे साथ चलने की खाते हैं क़समवे ही तुम्हें ठुकरातेजो हाथ तुम्हारा हाथ थामतेवे ही गला दबातेफिर भी ओ नारीअनन्त विसंगतियों-विकृतियों के बीचपत्थर पर उगती—दूब-सी उगती रही हो तुम!Continue reading “ओ नारी—समता की सहपाठी हो तुम!”

If World Loses Its Heart

If world loses its light What will I do with morning What will I do with summer I will retreat in you If world loses its colour What will I do with dusk What will I do with spring I will mix with you If world loses its melody What will I do with raindropsContinue reading “If World Loses Its Heart”

Happy Diwali

  हमें अदाएं दिवाली की ज़ोर भाती हैं I कि लाखों झमकें हर एक घर में जगमगाती हैं II चिराग जलते हैं और लौयें झिलमिलाती हैं I मकां मकां में बहारें ही झमझमाती हैं II खिलौने नाचें हैं तस्वीरें गत बजाती हैं I बताशे हँसते हैं और खीलें खिल खिलाती हैं II1 गुलाबी बर्फियों केContinue reading “Happy Diwali”

Letters to Self #2 (Learn)

Learn Learn every moment, Learn every day Learn from your Dad, Learn from your Mom Learn to walk, Learn to fly Learn how to turn each walk into flight Learn Learn every moment, Learn every day Learn goodness, Learn evil Learn how to turn evil into goodness Learn to love, Learn to hate Learn howContinue reading “Letters to Self #2 (Learn)”

हिन्दू या मुस्लिम के अहसासात को मत छेड़िये

हिन्दू या मुस्लिम के अहसासात को मत छेड़िये अपनी कुरसी के लिए जज्बात को मत छेड़िये हममें कोई हूण, कोई शक, कोई मंगोल है दफ़्न है जो बात, अब उस बात को मत छेड़िये ग़र ग़लतियाँ बाबर की थीं; जुम्मन का घर फिर क्यों जले ऐसे नाजुक वक्त में हालात को मत छेड़िये हैं कहाँContinue reading “हिन्दू या मुस्लिम के अहसासात को मत छेड़िये”

The Eternal Conflict

मूर्ति के चार टुकड़ों से निकलकर पूरी दुनिया पे छाओ, भगवान हो यार थोड़ा वैसा बनके दिखाओ… तू अगर चाहे तो मूर्ति में भी दिख जायेगा वो, तेरे अंदर भी वो है, तेरे बाहर भी वो…

Letters To Self #1

Hi you ‘Like’ freak Suffering from a social media disorder Running after likes and responses on the Internet to feel good about yourself You are a hypocrite Not to the outside world but to yourself For the first twenty years of your life you have swam through seas of pity Never realising that it wasContinue reading “Letters To Self #1”

Patriarchy, Screw You!!!

Patriarchy, you know what Screw You!!! For not letting me cry my heart out… Patriarchy, Screw You!!! For giving me a power that I cannot handle by birth Patriarchy, Screw You!!! For not letting me get close to my father Patriarchy, Screw You!!! For the exorbitant bills of therapy And last but not the least,Continue reading “Patriarchy, Screw You!!!”

Stage Fright

My right leg is shaking, Shaking as though it is the epicentre of my nervousness Eyes don’t know where to look, Palms don’t know how much to leak As thousand hypothetical judgements travel through the air to lend me my first attack of stage fright Well…last night in front of the mirror it was allContinue reading “Stage Fright”

‘Pyaar’ Ka Ek Khat ‘Nafrat’ Ke Naam

Dear Nafrat, Tum dimaag pe chadte ho Main dil main utarta hu Tum apne dangon ke dhuyein se Mera chaand chupa lete ho Phir bhi main kuch nahi kehta Koshish jab do dilon ko jodne ki hoti hai Do hazaar saal phele ki dalilein tum aage le aate ho Samajh nahi paate hain log mujheContinue reading “‘Pyaar’ Ka Ek Khat ‘Nafrat’ Ke Naam”

Jab ‘Paise’ Ko Hua Identity Crisis

Jab ‘Paise’ ko hua identity crisis Usne pucha khud se kya main bana hu only to fund ISIS Toh kiya usne introspect Aur daudaya apna capitalist dimaag Chalaaye apne socialist haath Aur bana diya ek flow chart. Purpose tha mera harr transaction kar dunga fair But now I’m synonymous with the word ‘unfair’ Seems strange.Continue reading “Jab ‘Paise’ Ko Hua Identity Crisis”

Waqt- Ek Makeup Artist

Kitni khoobsurti se waqt chehre ka makeup karta hai Bachpan ke kit main se choti-choti aankhein nikalta hai Aur unhe bade saleeke se fit karta hai Gaal main hansi ke gubaare bhar deta hai Aur aankhon main zidd ke aansu Kitni khoobsurti se waqt chehre ka makeup karta hai Jawaani ke brush se maarta haiContinue reading “Waqt- Ek Makeup Artist”