Aaj koi chala hai saj ke piya nagarya re...
This, and so much more. In this land of clandestine emotions and traditions, we hold ourselves as guards to a secret, a tale - that only we want to hear, that only we want to be a part of. And I...I like that.
A tale that you hear
And the faces, a million faces
With the eagerness, and the hope
The sadness in their eyes
A million little jewels, each
A longing to make a pledge
A wish to blink and set it all right
A sand-castle, that was washed away
Like brides, dressed up, but in their eyes:
A momentary sliver of horrendous waiting
When they know, there will be an end
When they know, there will be water to wash it all away
But they still dance
They still frolic
Because in this peace, in this dance of ours
We see colours of red and yellow
Our clothes fly to cover our sorrows
We forget our worries, our little, nimble fingers
Move and erase
The scars in our hearts
The wounds in our minds
The soulful alaaps, they tend to vaporize
And bring out a being
Pure and brimming with nascent emotions
Emotions, like white birds, in the young Night
Ready to fly away and sleep when the Sun comes back
In this little conundrum or red, white and the blue skies
A little voice permeates the best of us
A sober, free call back to their senses
To hold onto dear life
To hold onto our human ties
Our spirits, awakened, set free
So long...
(3rd January, 2012)
This is beautifully written. You are growing as a writer. I'm loving this. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! :)
DeleteComing from you, this means quite a lot. I absolutely love your work! :)