2008 – Page 23 – jaadu hai.

not your madness

give me your method,
not your madness.
tell me what you did,
not how you feel.

go ahead and try

throw me in this bucket
put me in that box
but I won’t fit
I’m a paradox

don’t cry
when you think of me
I die
with every tear

no tear
will ever
bring me back
to life

dariya mein
paani nahi
boondein hai

aasmaan mein
baadal nahi
boondein hai

gin sako
to ginlo
aansu mere

and then, for a moment, I heard myself listening, and it gave me further pause.

A co-worker tore this up from the newspaper, and left it on my desk.

He later told me that the last frame made him think of me.

“because that sounds like something you would say.”, he said.

Thanks Brian. =)

I avoid mirrors
in which I am present;
instead looking towards
the heavens and the oceans
hoping to catch a glimpse
of your reflection

there will be a moment
when I will have lost
every fibre of my being

all my memories gone
all the names
all the faces
all the journeys
all the places
my every moment gone

and in that moment
I will miss you

gahmeh

a combination of “gah” and “meh”

can be used to mean a variety of things

“don’t bother with that movie, it’s gahmeh”

“shutup, you’re full of gahmeh”

“is everything okay? you look gahmeh today”

why give context
to silence?
what a waste
of silence.