"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
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..
SOCH SE NANGE WOH, TERE LIBAAZ KAANDHE-GUNGE PAR, TERI AWAAZ KA.FAISLA KARTE KAUN HE? KAUN HE? BADSURAT SA, WOH BEKAAR SATERE SURAT, TERE AAKAAR KAAALOCHAK BANTA KAUN HE? KAUN HE? KABR ME LETA PAR, TERE KHWAAB KAMARTE HUYE BHI, TERE NAQAAB KACHARCHA KARTA KAUN HE? KAUN HE? UDE JO TU, TERE PAR HE KAATEINAAGE JO … Continue reading Poem 3 : Kaun he? Kaun he?