T.H.I.R.S.T.Y.

It's a long hot summer.
And not a whiff of romance.
Like a sea of thousand faces.
And a draught of one who would take a chance.
A numerous clouds dot the sky.
Not one of them would care to drop by.
Shriveled by heat, all desires are dry.
As if the eagle wants no more to soar high.
No rain to calm.
No love to act as a balm.
It's an arid desert, far and wide.
It's a scorching, tiring, draining ride.
Thirsty eyes look up to the sky, sending their prayers every hour.
When will the rain gods of life relent?
When will love flow like a monsoon shower?


(Writen after getting deranged by the Delhi heat.)

O.N.C.E.

One drop of rain.
And a thousand million floods in the heart.
One tiny ray of hope.
And you are ready to give it all from the start.
One life saving anchor.
And you will go against the current.
One sweet smile.
And you are ready to walk miles.
One kind word.
All broken faiths restored.
One gentle touch.
All wounds stand cured.
One last breath.
And you are ready to fight death.
One chance.
You will show you can dance.
All this while,
You kept on living “their” life.
One chance encounter.
And you are ready for the other side.
Is this that one?
You will never know if you don’t choose.
And just one more time,
Play like there’s nothing to lose.
(Inspired by The Motorcycle Diaries.)

T.O. D.A.N.N.Y.

And when the lights were out,
And the show had come to an end.
We removed our painted masks,
And made our way home.
Only to find that after being cheered by crowds,
In our land we were not allowed.
As homewards path we traced,
All of ours had been erased.
Back from the shining lights,
Thrown to our daily plight.
It's in this hour,
When everything is displaced,
You wish you had a guardian angel,
Who would put everything back in place.
Sometimes we live our whole lives,
Hoping for Him to drop by.
Sometimes all it takes is a calamity,
And He appears in the blink of an eye.
We rot away mostly,
Waiting for miracles to happen one day.
Sometimes, if you are really lucky,
I have heard they come your way.
So we can be cynics,
Discarding Him as a fairy tale.
Or live life in the possibility,
No matter what, sometimes, He doesn’t fail.



(Inspired by You know Who and Why.)