Dhan Taras....

Dhan Taras! Spello ? ... Nah ....
Dhan Teras .... objectionable expenditure.....
Unnecessary expenditure....
Unsure gifts ....
So...
Ordered Crab Curry and Chicken Biryani ....
Orthodox traditionalists will kill me ...
But, damn .... the Crab curry looked yummy ...
The Dum Biryani SOUNDED yummy ....
Religious sentiments ki aisi ki taisi ....
I want my crab curry.

Mini Gulab Jamuns ... Kesar Shrikhand ....
And, Kesar Motichoor ke laddoo....
What man ! Balls  and lotsa balls ...
What else do you need before a dark night filled with ....
Noise pollution.....
And, the Night air smelling of TNT ....
Hahahaa..... Religious sentiments ki aisi ki taisi.

My wallet is craving money....
Money gone ....
Splurging on food and Men ...
Hahhaha..... My vices.....
My satiation points.
Have money ... have one's whims and fancies ....
Fulfilment to the core.....
Sentiments ki aisi ki taisi.

Dhan Teras ... Ko Dhan Ko Taras insaan ....
Ya toh apni kar ...
Yaa dujey ki maan....
Mein toh apni manungi ...
Tu apni khair manaa.

Today ....

Today ... In a mood ....
To really destroy every yesterday ....
Every yesterday spent with you ....
All out to erase every memory forever ....
Last spurt of action ....
Then no more looking back.

Lies belies the truth ....
Truth you never told ....
Truth unfurled ...
Bleeding heart left behind ....
Full of venom and hatred ....
For the one ...
Who used it for his own selfish reasons ...
Reasons known to him only.

Today in a mood to really really ....
Destroy him ...
Wipe him and his memories from the face of Earth ...
Pests of the society ....
Leading a false life ...
And, leading people on.

Today ... annihilate the roaches of the society ...
Today .... crush them all ...
Mince the meat in them ...
Squeeze them dry ...
For today ... suddenly the anger has erupted again ...
Just like that....
Today .... it's time to take the final action.

New Friend ...

Found a new friend ...
In a distant land ....
Good friend ....
And, reliable too ...
A bit moody and headstrong ...
But full of family values.

We started off as enemies and today...
Ended up as pals ...
Earlier days you would have termed it as pen pals...
Now, twitter pals.

Found this new friend via a friend lost in transit ....
Somewhere something just didn't click ...
And, I unfollowed him.

A hollow element ...
Animosity ....
It leads to unwarranted for adversity....
Uncalled for comments...
But, we are but human....
We all have our idiosyncrasies....
Our egos to satisfy.

But, am glad I found my new friend ...
Hugs and wishes to him ....
Of good health ....
He gets his bouts of anger I used to get ....
Hope he can overcome this evil too.

This is for my rotten friend ...
My friend for life....
A friend indeed...
With no false ego ....
Just a plain Indian heart ....
A sweet, tender heart.
My friend ... My Guru.

Mystery ....

He was a mystery ....
The mystery man ...
The man who came flamboyantly ....
And, changed the course of my life .......
He led me to the brink of my extinction ...
Why? Why did he do this to me?
A mystery .... that puzzles me.

The talks .... the walks ...
The rides ....
All a farce?
Or, was it real or surreal reality?
A mystery to be solved.

My eyes search him in the crowd....
I see him in every being ...
Watching me ....
Marking every move I make ...
Remaining in the shadows ...
He stalks me ....
The Mystery puzzles me ....
So do the mysterious circumstances.

It can't be a mistake ....
Such a grave mistake to make ...
Mystery abounds in the wake of the revelation ....
Something amiss ...
A missing link ...
Something gone wrong somewhere ....
Something gone awry....
A mystery.

He said somethings....
She said somethings ...
Their individual claims don't match ...
Nothing seems real ...
As though ...
He is being blackmailed....
A mystery it is indeed.

This silence from her is a mystery too....
Something suspicious here ...
Hope all's well in her World ...
For that is why I left it behind ....
It was her World not mine....
Heart, soul and mind.
A mystery if you don't mind.

Mera Saaya ...

Mera saaya .... bahut saath nibhaaya ...
Aaj waqt aaya ...
Toh bhi dat ke khadaa raha mere saath .... mera saaya...
Woh kehta kuch nahin ...
Woh sirf dekhta hai....
Woh bolta kuch nahi ...
Woh sirf sab raaz kholta hai.....
Kabhi hota hai saamney ...
Toh kabhi peechey ...
Kabhi seedhey neechey ....
Par mujhse dooor nahin ...
Mera saaya ...
Mera Humsaaya....
Mera humsafar ...
Mere suffering ka ek hissa ....
Mere jeevan ka ek aham mudda hai....
Mera humsafar .... mera humsaaya.

Kahin pe chitaa jali ...

Kahin pe chitaa jali ....
Kahin dil jaley ...
Par jal ke khaakh hui mohabbat ....
Rakh hui jawani ....
Hawaa ke jhonkey ke saath udd gayi rakh bhi .....
Bachi toh sirf ek rawani ...
Ek junoon ...
Na sukoon ....
Na kanoon ....
Buss haad maans ki putli ....
Kathputli ...
Ek zinda laash....
Na aakaash ...
Na zameen ...
Na samundar ka paani ....
Buss aankhon ka paani ....
Aansoon .... jo tapke moti bann ke ....
Jahan girey ... wahan phool khiley ....
Ek nayi aasha jagi....
Ek nayi rawaani chaayi...
Baaki bacha itihaas ....
Jo likh di hamney apni kahani.
Kahin pe chitaa jali ...
Kahin pe paani mein lagi aag ....
Lekin jo dhuan utha ...
Usmein ek atmaa jagi ...
Ek insaan jagaa...
Ek aurat ko mili zindagi ...
Uskey aansoon sookh gaye....
Uski raahein khul gayin ...
Manzilein kareeb aa gayi....
Sukoon mil gaya.

I thought .....

I didn't know ....
I thought .... you had erased me from your memory ....
Never thought you would designate me the place in your heart ...
And lives ...
Am overcome with emotions ...
Heavy emotions ....
Thank you Daddu ...
Thank you Maa....
What Maa couldn't do as a mortal being ....
She is doing from up there ....
She is still here ....
I can feel her looking at me and saying as she used to say ...
Radhika you are the best but for your anger ....
Yaa aar ya paar ....
That naughty smile ....
That understanding ....
What happened? God knows ... His ways....
But, I miss my FAMILY....
I owe it to you Maa ...
This is an ode to your relentless and undying faith ....
That one day all will be well ....
Wish I could get you back ....
Take away all the pain ....
I was your Mother in law remember ....
You were never mine ...
You were my Maa and Daddu ...
You taught me to make the perfect rotis and parathas ...
And, rajma and choley ....
The best Baingan ka bharta ... kids love it ...
Baingan ka Raita ....
Aloo ka Raita....
And, always the most for me ...
Even mangoes ... I remember ....
You pampered me too much ....
So I took so many liberties with you ...
You were mine ...
You still are my Maa and Daddu ....
Signing on a piece of paper doesn't change anything ....
The relation remains....
Albeit just with you ....
But, it does ....
People ask me why I didn't change my name again ....
And, I say ... signing a piece of paper doesn't change any relation.
I thought you had torn all the photos and deleted me from your life ...
But, here I am ....
Standing tall ...
As your daughter ....
Your daughter will never let you down ...
She will make you proud always....
Love you both Maa and Daddu ....
Let the wheel turn .....
Let the Garden blossom forever.

Empty Cartridges ....

Clink.. plunk....clunk...
The empty cartridges fall down ....
The Cowgirl pushes her gun back in the belt ....
Moves forth .... Kicks the dead bandit with her boots with silver studs ....
Chequered shirt and tight faded jeans....
Leather belt and a Cowboy Hat ...
That's all ... that is needed to ....
Make a statement ....
That's me ....
My new avatar ...
A rural lass in the making ....
An urban chick fading ....
Uber class lady ....
Flinging all the bling  .....
Just moving on ...
Nothing left behind ....
Not even memories of the remote past ....
SoBo Chick .... on the go ...
A long winding path to carve ....
That's her .... That's me ....
Empty cartridges ....
Left behind....
All the bandits of the past ....
Dead behind ....
Corpses ... rotting in the Sun ....
Eaten by vultures ...
All behind me....
I trudge along the waterway ....
The River of no return.