Music

Music..
Would remind me of you
Or so we thought...
Radio..All India Radio
Would play Farmayishi songs
While we make love
So many days..
Want to leave a message
I need a shoulder to weep over
So many days
Need you just need you
When I am hungry
Not hunger or a steady shoulder
Some days music
Would remind me of you
Little drizzle would make me hum
Some song we hummed together
That day may be
Would click on your yahoo id
And...
Stare at the keyboard...

Rain

It rains here
Everyday, every night
And one night
With the stroke of wind
We went back.
To ..those rainless nights
In the scorching July heat
When we drenched in rain
Over those roof tops
Which never were..
And can you hear
Gulzar R.D humming behind
While we crafted our love scenes
Here it rains
Every day and every night,
We lay dry
No dream to weave
No rain to drench
Gulzar R.D echoes once in a while,
Once when we watch the rains
And drift to rainless nights
Where it rained in roof top
Where we crafted those love scenes

1 new message

Last few days...
Cellphone beeped many times
With each beep
And  ' 1 new message' display
The pink envelop in screen...
I stared at..
While fingers fumble to unlock the screen
Eyes wait intently
Lips supress a smile..
Where am I
Wrong side of thirties
Or the beginning of teens
Teens passed by
Without cellphones and texts
Just weaving romance..
This isnt new
This isnt first time
This isnt dream
This is a beginning
Of a new teen..
Teens to last ..
A few days more...
And I,m back to my wrong side of thirties
With a blush of youth
A tinge of teens..
A happiness within