'Unrequited love'

  In the starless sky,

The moon asked the Night

"Hey do you ever miss me?"

"When the sky is dark

        When the moments silent

            Do you ever miss me?"

The night moved on its dead pace,

As the last moving train screeched

                     to a halt...

The lovers moaned in their embrace.

All the sounds bonded

                  to their unearthly silence.

But the Night remained quiet,

To the moons nagging questions.

Only the moons voice echoed to her own call

 

                                                                                                           " Do you miss me?

                                                                                                              Do you miss me?"

                                                                                   "for once or little or ever, at all?" 

 

'Before We Part'

Good Bye!

 

"Three people, all to part

Bread, tea and jam for start

All to leave, for the new

Conversations, for the moments few !

Farewell !!"

 

It was the 7th of June, and the weather was cloudy. On such a day three friends headed out on one bike for breakfast at Vohuman Café, as they said good bye to a semester and each other.

The tea and the parting glances makes me go back to that day again. 

See you soon!

 



' Our Silent Double Side '

 

We smoke as we love to smoke,

To breathe out the daily smog.

But if you ever catch us doing so ,

You are in for a flog.

 

We smoke as we love to smoke

We caress our silent double side,

Its something from our parents...

We hide.

 

We smoke as we love to smoke

But good girls don't do so,

Are we good?

I don't know!

 

We smoke as we love to smoke

We caress our silent double side, 

 Don't judge, what you don't know

After all everything can't be read!

So please don't get so quickly mislead!

 

Hypocrites we are,

As secrets we hold.

But then there are reasons

Why few things should be untold! 

 

We smoke as we love to smoke

There's nothing more to read in

We breathe out those obscure sighs

The ones that often, so timidly dies.

But good girls don't do so,

Are we good?

I don't know!

 

But why am I spending such a while,

 To explain my reasons, that are just mine

 Honestly I don't really care,

 Its just that I hate your Stare!

'Mumbai Monsoons'

 

         

'Rains from my window,

As I see them,

But do they see me?

Rains from my window,

As I see them.'