Sunday, June 19, 2011

Prices were right

Sometimes it happens
in the market,
prices were not too high,
not too asking,
It was just that
my pockets were not full,
I dug deep and found nothing but a hole,

I lost you in the same way.

Someone else paid the price,
and bought you.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Another wild dream



It’s a lazy Saturday morning. It is sunny and bright outside our room. Somebody knocks at the door. You get out of the bed to check. You are wearing a white sleeveless vest and underpants and then put on a Capri. Your hair is untied, filling the room with your fragrance.

The moment you open the door, our son comes in running and leaps into the bed and says, “Good morning daddy!!!”.

“Good morning tiger!!!”, is my reply.

You complain, “Gentlemen! There is somebody else is in the room, too.”

Ignoring you, he whispers in my ears, “Daddy, I don’t want to go to school.”

“And the reason is??”, I reply in interrogative.

“Don’t speak so loud, mama is here. I want to play the game that we bought yesterday. I can’t wait till evening.”

“Ok, let me try” , I said and turn my face towards you. You are making a knot of your hair.

“You know, sweetie, I feel, we are not giving enough time to our son. What if he bunks school today? We’ll have the whole day together, what you say??”

You are the discipline keeper of the family and I am the lenient one, who loves to do small naughty acts with the kid. The acts that he missed in his childhood and wants to relive his most precious time with his son.

“No way!!! Nobody is skipping the school. We have Sunday to spend together”, you say and give him a toothbrush with toothpaste on it.

We have lost the very first battle of the day to you.

Our son is furious. I take him in my lap and go to the washbasin, you follow us and say, “I’ve been watching you, you are getting out of control, I don’t like you making faces every day.”

He doesn’t know that you are following us, our son says in rage, “Daddy! Mama itna gussa kyu karati hai? Aapko aur koi ladki nahi mili thi shadi karne ko? Bas yahi mama hi mili thee? ”

The moment you hear his words, you break out laughing. You give him a kiss on his cheek and hug him tight from behind.

His anger is not subdued and he says,” Ab maar hi daalogi kya?”

“Haan”, is your reply and you give him another hug followed by a kiss.

I pretend to be jealous and I say, “Ham par to kabhi itna pyar nahi aataa aapko. Junior pe sara pyar deti hain. Ab samjha hamare hisse ka pyaar jataa kahan hai."

“Senior had his quota last night. And by the way he is becoming more demanding and wilder every day, I’ll have to do something”, you warn me.

“You don’t need to do anything, just stop becoming more beautiful with every passing day and thanks for giving me the most amazing kid of the world. I am indebted with my life to you”, is the thought that comes into my mind. And I smile to myself.


I look at you and my son, and challenge the whole world ‘is there any better family on the face of earth??’ And I am the one who wins the challenge every single morning, because I know the answer. God, please please shield my family from all the evils. Amen.



[I woke up sweating, I'm thirsty. I don't want to lose even a single bit of this dream. I am writing it and it is 4 in the morning. What a way to start a day. A sleepless night.]

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Little Bit More / Dr Hook




In my dreams you wear nothing but these boots. And I am lost in your eyes. I wish I never see the morning sun with red aura. I want this night to last forever. You are tired and I relax you. I try to loosen your stiff muscles. I rub your shoulder not because you need my assistance, but because I want to steal some air getting filtered through your hair and smelling like heaven. Don’t close your eyes, the sky will fall short of black color and the dawn will paint the sky with white.









When your body's had enough of me
And I'm layin' flat out on the floor
When you think I've loved you all I can
I'm gonna love you a little bit more

Come on over here and lay by my side
I've got to be touchin' you
Let me rub your tired shoulders
The way I used to do
Look into my eyes and give me that smile
The one that always turns me on
And let me take your hair down
'Cause we're stayin' up to greet the sun

And when your body's had enough of me
And I'm layin' flat out on the floor
When you think I've loved you all I can
I'm gonna love you a little bit more

Got to say a few things that have been on my mind
And you know where my mind has been
I guess I learned my lessons
And now's the time to begin
So if you're feelin alright and you're ready for me
I know that I'm ready for you
We better get it on now
'Cause we got a whole life to live through

And when your body's had enough of me
And I'm layin' flat on the floor
When you think I've loved you all I can
I'm gonna love you a little bit more

And when your body's had enough of me
And I'm layin' flat out on the floor

Monday, March 14, 2011

All I want / Joni Mitchell

There are moments in life, when the person you love most, hurts. What an irony. The time passes by, you remember every moment that you spent with her. The small fights, the time when you refused to fight calming that if losing the fight is so joyous then who is going to take risk of winning, you remember the sleepy nights, and you take cup of tea to make it insomniac and you sit in the balcony and talk till the birds start chirping. The awake nights that make you try to be the best man you can ever be...


Last night heard Joni Mitchell with the song ‘All I Want’. A good song. Especially a song sounds good if it sings out our heart. What else can I say? Just enjoy the song.






I am on a lonely road and I am traveling
Traveling, traveling, traveling
Looking for something, what can it be
Oh I hate you some, I hate you some
I love you some
Oh I love you when I forget about me
I want to be strong I want to laugh along
I want to belong to the living
Alive, alive, I want to get up and jive
I want to wreck my stockings in some juke box dive
Do you want - do you want - do you want
To dance with me baby
Do you want to take a chance
On maybe finding some sweet romance with me baby
Well, come on

All I really really want our love to do
Is to bring out the best in me and in you too
All I really really want our love to do
Is to bring out the best in me and in you
I want to talk to you, I want to shampoo you
I want to renew you again and again
Applause, applause - life is our cause
When I think of your kisses
My mind see-saws
Do you see - do you see - do you see
How you hurt me baby
So I hurt you too
Then we both get so blue

I am on a lonely road and I am traveling
Looking for the key to set me free
Oh the jealousy, the greed is the unraveling
It's the unraveling
And it undoes all the joy that could be
I want to have fun, I want to shine like the sun
I want to be the one that you want to see
I want to knit you a sweater
Want to write you a love letter
I want to make you feel better
I want to make you feel free
Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm,
Want to make you feel free
I want to make you feel free

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Rona Chod Diya

While surfing I found another tune that caught my attention. A couple of voices, drew me. Good Pakistani singers have performed on Coke Studio. The song is sung by Zeb & Haniya and Javed Bashir. Here is the song and the lyrics.

[There is no inherent meaning. Just a song that I liked.]





Teri batoon nay dil torra
To nay dekha or moun morra
Badal garja thorra thorra

Teri batoon nay dil torra
To nay dekha or moun morra
Badal garja thorra thorra

Pani barsa ye dil tarsa
Par jab beta thorra arsa
Main nay rona chor dia

Guzray thay jin say rastay wahi
Anjana hay ban gaien
Karni thi tujh say baat ankahi
Shayed chupsi hay sahi

Halchal main hay sagar sabhi
Sakin hay kuch junbish nahi
Yoheen guzray hay zindagi
Jeetay koi koi

App to bas main aik khabbar hoon
Gardish main hoon rahguzar hoon
Toofaan hoon main tera darr hoon

Chal pari hay kal ki kohi
Himaat hay to rokay koi
Main nay rona chorr dia

Main nay rona chorr dia…

Girtay patoon nay aas hay bhari
Kal na ayegi kabhi
Bandho dharas ab waqt hay yahi

Kar guzro sab kuch abhi

Gardish main hay mousm sabhi
Theeri nahi rokay nahi
Rasm-e-dunia hay to yahi
Pohnchay koi koi

Teri batoon nay dil torra
To nay dekha or moun morra
Badal garja thorra thorra

Pani barsa ye dil tarsa
Par jab beta thorra arsa
Main nay rona chor dia..
Main nay rona chor dia…