"Are we going to Maya Bay now"? She asked the boatman. He shrugged, steering the long tail boat. She grunted and tied a black scarf around her low-rise yellow bikini. She was probably pissed off with the boatman but her reflective sunglasses hid her scowled eyes. She removed her sunglasses and kept it in her … Continue reading Excerpt 5 : Maya Bay
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Poem 6 : Door behad door chalte he..
Nukkad me chai ki chhuski lete Tees saal ki chutti leke Chal Himalay se behte he Door behad door chalte he Sadkon pe bekhauf naachenge Aasmaani jharonkon se jhaakenge Chal aa baarish sa barsate he Door behad door chalte he Kabootar se chitti bhijwana he Khajaana gullak me chhipaana he Chal ghane jungle me bhatkate … Continue reading Poem 6 : Door behad door chalte he..
Poem 5 – Mere Jaane Ke Baad…
Mere Jaane Ke Baad... Tuti yaari ke fasaane na kehna Maayusi ke naye bahaane na karna Jhoothe kisi gam ki aaad me, Mere ghar ko naye mehkhaane na karna Mere Jaane Ke Baad... Nazron se labon tak ashkon ko aane na dena Shok me chehre ko murzaane na dena Har roz phulon ki narmi mumkin … Continue reading Poem 5 – Mere Jaane Ke Baad…
