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Chapter 4: The suspects

The sound of the morning alarm had little to no impact on him on most days. The only way it used to serve its purpose was by waking his mom instead, in the adjoining room, who in turn would ensure with her resounding voice that Tarun doesn’t get late for his school. On this day, however, when she did not hear the booming sound of the alarm even after 6 am, she wondered if the alarm was out of battery. So, dreading the possibility of having to drive him to school, still slumberous, she dragged herself to his room. To her surprise though, Tarun was already in the shower. Certainly relieved, she couldn’t help but wonder: how??.  His mind was flooded with numerous thoughts, plans and anxiousness to put them to test.  When he finally crossed the gates of his school and looked at his watch, he realized that he must have walked fast today. Oblivious to the wave he just got from Rahul and Ketan who were strolling towards the classroom, he walked past them, still fast paced. To them...

Chapter 3: Questions

It is said that integrity is, what you do, when no one is looking. And I for one, don't have it decisively. It is just next to impossible to put snooping into someone's personal diary just out of curiosity as an action of a person with any integrity. If for instance, Priti's unusual behavior from past few days (which I had failed to notice completely) had me worried and led me to this act, I could have attributed it to my caring nature and desire to help a friend in need. However, one could argue that a much straightforward approach would have been to confront Priti about her mystifying behavior, show genuine concern and then hope for her to open up. Countering this point would have been hard, but by submitting oneself to lesser of the sins like impatience to know and awkwardness to talk to her would have let me sleep in peace tonight. As it stands, I pried into her personal affairs simply because I knew no one will know. For this reason, I have to endure this sleepless ni...

Chapter 2: New City

Places are like people. Sometimes, just by laying your eyes on them for the first time, you know you will like this rendezvous. You gravitate towards it like you two always belonged together. However, nothing of that sort happened when we disembarked the train and came outside amongst the usual chaos of any other Indian city early that morning. It is funny how the nostalgia of the old life gave way to apprehensions of living here so quickly.  There was no time to think of the past, but future. It has been two weeks since we arrived here to begin our lives again. Yes, moving to a new city is akin to a new beginning. A new bigger house, a new neighborhood,  a new office along with new colleagues for my father,  new friends that my mother made so quickly and a brand new school for me and Aditi. The house still doesn't feel the same home that I left. I have my own room and a window with a view of  an adjoining playground just like before.  Only that, a mango tree...

चलना ही होगा

भ्रमित चिंतित हो या विचलित, ज़िन्दगी  के इस डगर पे, चलना ही होगा ए मुसाफिर धूल मिट्टी और कंकड़, राह  में कांटे भी होंगे, चाहे हस के चाहे रो के, सहना ही होगा ए  मुसाफिर मीत प्रीत और उपवन, राह में  मुस्कानें भी होंगी, दो घड़ी आराम करके, उठना ही होगा ए मुसाफिर हार जीत और यादे, राह में पीड़ा भी होगी, वेदना में लिप्त हो या, धैर्यता से मुस्कुरा के, बढ़ना ही होगा ए मुसाफिर जाड,ग्रीष्म और वसंत, राह में सावन भी होगा, बरखा कि कभी बूंद होंगी, मरुथल कि कभी रेत होगी, मंजिल कभी पास होगी, कभी, मंजिल कि बस प्यास होगी, आश से मन जब भरा हो, साँस तन में हो धड़कती, नापने आकाश कितने, तू अगर जो रुक गया तो, रह जायेंगे, कितने सपने अधूरे, चाहे दो पल छाँव में, नैनो को तू विश्राम दे ले, फिर तुझे उन्मक्त मन से, छितिज़ को छूना ही होगा,ए मुसाफिर।

अन्धेरे मे

अन्धेरे मे खुद को, कोइ सम्भल्ता नही है, हवा खुद ही आती है, कोइ लाता नही है, आसमा मे चमकती, बिजली असहाय है, कड़क के गिरती है, कोई सम्भालता नहीं है, दुनिया के हर रूप से, उठ चुका है यकीं आज, आज तो इंसान को खुद पे भी यकीं आता नहीं है, जहर हाथों मे है, पर  कायर मर पाता नहीं है, जिंदगी से है नफ़रत, मौत से यारी कर पाता नहीं है | ~अभि  

अब और पहले

अब तो, खुली आँख हीं कट जाती है रात, नींद के ना आने पर, पहले, सुना देती थी माँ लोरी, मुझको सुलाने के लिये गिरता, पड़ता और लड़खड़ाता, होता ये सब तो, आज भी लेकिन, अब तो, संभलना खुद हीं पड़ता है, ठोकरें खाने के बाद, पहले, बढ़ा देते थे हाथ, बाबूजी मुझको उठाने के लिये हार, जीत और संघर्ष, हैं जिन्दगी में, आज भी लेकिन, अब तो, सूनी है हर जीत  और, रह जाता अकेला, हार के बाद, पहले, मनाते थे ख़ुशी हर जीत की और, होते थे कई मीत, गम को बटाने के लिये प्यार, द्वेष और रिश्ते, हैं भावनायें सारी, आज भी लेकिन अब तो, मर जाते हैं रिश्ते, बुरा समय आने के बाद, पहले, मर जाते थे लोग, रिश्तों को निभाने के लिये ~ अभि (१६ फरवरी २०१४)

तुम साथ थे हमारे

माना डगर कठिन था, मुसीबतो का घर था, लेकिन यहीं क्या कम था, तुम साथ थे हमारे तूफां उठा अचानक, दरिया में घिर गए थे, छूटा कहाँ किनारा, कुछ भी ना देख पाये, बिजली चमक के सहसा, दिखला, नये किनारे, तुम साथ थे हमारे माँगा कहाँ था हमने, सुरज की रौशनी को, अम्बर की चाँदनी को, लौटा दो, मुझे तुम मेरे, सारे छितिज़ अधूरे, तुम साथ थे हमारे ।