Reflections

She stared at the person in the mirror

The person just blinked back at her,

Who was she, was she really a part of her existence??

How easily did she change to the demands of the society?

Transformed from one form to another, so much so, that she lost track of herself,

She didn’t find “happiness” anymore!!

Her laughter was hollow,

As though, it was forced upon her.

Her existence was so much of a routine

She never bothered to look beyond it

Was there something beyond her world?

She never knewShe never gave it a thought

She was being swept along with the world

Just another human soul,

Existing for the sake of existence

It did not bother her

Cause she never felt it

Her emotions were hollow

And so was she

She had become such

Leading a normal life yet hollow from within

Tu jab muskurayee........

Tu jab muskuraye bahaar aaye...
Teri muskan se mujhko karaar aaye,

Phulon me khubsoorati bahut hai lekin,
Wo bhi jalte hain tujhse jab tu muskuraye...

Neemi aankhon se lekar labon tak tere,
Khil khilke jab ye hasin muskan aaye...

Zarra zarra mera chehak jaye 
Aur aankhonse mere pyaar aaye...

Chand tare bhi tujhse hi panaah payen,
Tu jo muskuraye, tu jab muskuraye.......

Paradise

Sarkundi Pass

Snowmelt’s going to be washed to the oceans someday anyway, so give my ashes to a fresh snowfall laid at the feet of mountains,

give them to the arms of pinewoods,the immense worlds tucked in a print of a caribou.

Give them, my love, to the vast stillness, the flakes dancing to the leaps and whims of snowstorms,trembling on the ribbed ripples of tranquil lakes

and when the universe finally remakesthem, may they again take a woman’s form.

May I be reborn around these mountains, close to these spring-touched fields, these winter-bright slopes;

and one day quite by chance walking these snowsmay we meet again where the conifer grows as stars pin clouds in place with their sapphire drops.

May I be born here on the ridge of a mountain,come face to face with you, and fall in love again.