Kahi jo baat wo sach thii

कही जो बात वो सच थी मगर मानी नहीं जाती
मिरे छोटे से दिल की ये परेशानी नहीं जाती

वो बेटा है मैं बेटी हूँ यही एक फ़र्क़ है हम में
मिरी क़िस्मत में है पिंजरा वाँ शैतानी नहीं जाती

किसी के आँख का पानी किसी के दिल की वीरानी
अगर परदे के पीछे हो तो पहचानी नहीं जाती

वो आधे चाँद के छिपने पे तारों का चमक उठना
ये मंज़र बारहा देखा प हैरानी नहीं जाती

इसी उम्मीद में थे हम कि दुनिया में सुकूँ होगा
खबर जग भर की रखते हैं प नादानी नहीं जाती

किसी के दिल को तोड़ा था हुई थी ये खता हम से
बहुत मुद्दत हुई लेकिन पशेमानी नहीं जाती

बड़ी लंबी छलाँगे हैं बहुत ऊंचे हैं सब सपने
मिरे पोशीदा ख्वाबों की फ़रावानी नहीं जाती

– स्वाति सानी ‘रेशम’
کہی جو بات وہ سچ بھی مگر مانی نہیں جاتی
مرے چھوٹے سے دل کی یہ پریشانی نہیں جاتی

وہ بیٹا ہے میں بیٹی ہوں یہی اک فرق ہے ہم میں
مری قسمت میں ہے پنجرہ واں شیطانی نہیں جاتی

کسی کے آنکھ کا پانی کسی کے دل کی ویرانی
اگر پردے کے پیچھے ہو تو پہچانی نہیں جاتی

وہ آدھے چاند کے چھپنے پہ تاروں کا چمک اٹھنا
یہ منظر بارہا دہکھا پہ حیرانی نہیں جاتی

اسی امید میں تھے ہم کہ دنیا میں سکوں ہوگا
خبر جگ بھر کی رکھتے ہیں پہ نادانی نہیں جاتی

کسی کے دل کو توڑا تھا ہوئی تھی یہ خطا ہم سے
بہت مدت ہوئی لیکن پشیمانی نہیں جاتی

بڑی لمبی چھلاںگیں ہیں بہت اونچے ہیں سب سپنے
مرے پوشیدہ خوابوں کی فراوانی نہیں جاتی

سواتی ثانی ریشمؔ –

A page from my past

From
dawn to dusk
I wait patiently
for you
your call,
a message from you
perhaps, a letter?

From
dark to light
I try to dream
you beside me
your touch,
soft caress
perhaps, a kiss?

At least
your thoughts
I find always,
always close by
but still I long
for you, and
perhaps your love?

“a page from my past” Original poem dated : 20th February, 1990.

Of memories and moments

She had met him that evening, and chatted for hours that just did not seem long enough. They dug out memories, laughed at silly and goofy things they did and those that they could but did not. Amused at the flush of youth that engulfed them, they became teenagers once again.

She caught herself unawares that night, thinking of the time long past… a time when no care in the world existed, nor mattered except the matters of the heart. The time when she fell in love for the first time. The time when she was touched tenderly, kissed for the very first time, and caressed lovingly. The moments that were frozen in time.

And then she looked by her side, towards the love of her life, her best friend, her lover and her biggest strength. Somehow things did not feel out-of-place.. the moments then and the moments now kind of existed in congruence. Both men were by her side at different times and both made her more beautiful, made her the woman she was, and she is. She silently thanked both of them for being the people they are. One a dear friend, and another her soul mate.

After I am gone…

There is this thing about being,
a fragile song that we all sing.
And then darkness comes beckoning,
for death is certain for all those living.

Here I have a request sincere,
when you are alone you must not fear.
So even when I am gone, my dear,
just look around and you will find me near.

You’ll find me in the pages that I write,
and in the poems that I recite.
In the sunshine bright,
and in the moonbeam at night.

It is possible that once in a while,
you will miss me halfway through a mile.
But you must then think of me with a smile
and my life would be worthwhile.

 

Photo by Johannes Plenio on Unsplash

Sangita – आज फिर शुरू हुआ जीवन

At 18,  I was a shy girl. Extremely introvert, I was petrified of public speaking . It was she who insisted I go on the stage and give “Vote of Thanks” in one of the Rotract club event.  “Not doing it is not an option” she admonished. That was the beginning and Sangita has been my friend and mentor ever since. Continue reading Sangita – आज फिर शुरू हुआ जीवन

खुश-किस्मत लोग

वो लोग बहुत खुशकिस्मत थे
जो इश्क़ को काम समझते थे
या काम से आशिकी करते थे

हम जीते जी मसरूफ रहे
कुछ इश्क़ किया, कुछ काम किया
काम इश्क के आड़े आता रहा
और इश्क से काम उलझता रहा
फिर आखिर तंग कर हमने
दोनों को अधूरा छोड दिया

                     — फैज़ अहमद फैज़

Reality Check

Fasting – 119
Post Meal – 230

However, the good news, Glycosylated HB A1c – 6.5%.

End result – I am not on medicine yet though the diet and exercise regime is strict. I am told to reduce weight by 10 KGs if possible. Today’s reading was 63.300. I will be happy if i can bring it down to 57 / 58.

So the new year starts on a note that will make me work towards a healthier living.

A Happy and Prosperous new year to all!

Question my 10 year old asked!

Yesterday night.
“Mumma, can i ask you a question? it is very personal and silly for a man to ask but… ”
“How does it feel to have breasts?” “I mean, do they feel heavy or something”
“it does not feel strange, they are a part of a woman’s body. Do you feel strange to have hands? or heavy”
“no”
“its the same with breasts”