hold me, before i disintegrate,
said that little voice
but the weave of the shawl
is stronger
it will not be swayed
by the strong wind
and heavy rain
stay there
calm
quiet
despite
the storm inside
dissolve all knots
a cave of curiosity
is it necessary to ask
soaked in the shower of your grace
is it necessary to remove all the haze
pebbles that made me pause
solitary cloud
i will give you a small gift
some thing you may not cherish, or you may
some thing you might consider trivial,
but for that you will have to close eyes, become quiet
and imagine that sky is not only blue, vast,
but also has a solitary cloud
that is lost, aimlessly wandering,
wondering if it will rain
where it should not,
or not rain at all
‘2000
should wind stop
lambi rassi, chhoti khunti
lambi rassi
chhoti khunti,
tootney ki tayyari
par merey bandhey rehney ki majboori
baat agar rassi ki hoti
to kuchh ganthey bandh leta
uljhan to us chardiwari ki haithi
jikey baahar main tha
aur jiskey bheetar ki saari jameen tumhari thi