Saanwali Si Ek Ladki....

saanwali si ek ladki
dhadkan jaise dil ki
dekhe jiske wo sapne
kahin wo mein to nahi....

Red House has a visitor

Someone knocked...
Doors opened...
There was no one...

What is happening? Why the Red House has turned so tumultuous lately... The waves are playing a game of hide and seek... roaring furiously... and then silence follows. Red house watches it from its window and try to absorb the mischief the waves are playing with each other on the adjacent beach... relating to it in a very peculiar way!

Red House is feeling some jitters.. lately... as if Someone is coming.. Someone.. that Someone to whom it belongs...

It might be an illusion again.. But this time.. the feelings are different.. The beatings are different.. The songs are different too.. and may be.. the destiny is also different..

The only thing that is unchanged is the red colors of the walls..

Every time it witnessed someone approaching, it has turned its redness into a sanguine red color.. the color of hope and optimism.... The redness has turned the same way this time too..

The red walls has protected itself from the chilly winters and drizzling... all the while..

This is scary.. as the roots of the walls are now not young as it had been years ago.. It ain't take coldness this time...

What if ... it will fall in love with this new visitor...?
What if... He is coming to stay here forever...?

Oh my gosh... Red walls are so delighted... but afraid to sing the song in its heart... Something.. a strange fear is not letting it rejoice the new found love.... if at all it could be called so...

..... and it is hoping that.. this time.. the doors will open.. and He will enter...
and will be crooning...........
saanwali si ek ladki...
dhadkan jaise dil ki...
dekhe jiske wo sapne..
kahin wo main to nahi..


"The dusky beauty, beautiful girl she is..
Like the beat of my heart she is..
I wonder who she thinks of...
dreams of...
all day and night..

I have no clue who it could be
Just keep hoping that it is Me..."

Kahin To Hogi Wo Duniya...

kahin to hogi wo duniya jahan tu mere saath hai..
jahan mein jahan tu aur jahan bas tere mere jazbaat hai..
hogi jahan subah meri, palakon ki kirano mein
lori jahan chaaand ki sune teri baahon mein....

jaane na kahan wo duniya hai
jaane na wo hai bhi ya nahi

jahan meri zindagi mujhse itni khafa nahi..

Red House

Knock knock
Anybody inside?
No response....
Is it still alive?

It is a beautiful red house filled with sanguineness. But what will beauty do in isolation. It is someone’s abode. Someone who do not even care. It won’t allow any trespasser to step in. It prefers waiting for that elusive housemate.

The red walls sing for him, it dances in belief that yes he is about to come. But he never does turn up.

Is he also seeking this red house?

Or is it an enless wait the destiny of which ends in eternity.

No no! wait! red house beats again and start singing for him; it says, "see he is coming.."