ratiya kari kari ratiya
ratiya andhiyari ratiya
The voice dug holes into her spirit. Her eyes announced a vacancy!
raat humari toh
chand ki saheli hain
kitne dino ke baad
aayi woh akeli hain
She looked around at the colours that invitingly asked her to crawl within their swirls and strokes. Thick enamel stuck with obstinacy on white washed walls. Walls, oh yes, she knew she could colour walls; but...
andhera rootha hain
andhera baitha hain
gumsum sa kone main baitha hain
A little hole in the wall was what she wanted- to crawl into. It would definitely not make her feel restless.
andhera Pagal hain
kitna ghanera hain
chubhta hain, dasta hain
phir bhi woh mera hain
In the sadness she found love. A love that was hers and hers alone. Romance layering itself thick and falling like a shroud over her. An envelope of sorts. Where she needed no postage stamp to travel. It was the destination in itself for once!
uski hi godi main
sir rakhke sona hain
uski hi baahon main
chupke se rona hain
Tears betrayed her by refusing to give attendance when they were sought. Their stark disobedience built up the rebellion within her. She could learn to make conversations with pain in the absence of tears. After all, a stone had crept within and built a fortress over her heart.
ankhon se kajal ban
behta andhera aaj
Black swirled in her cup of tea. Layers of dust magically had inked the water in black. Black. black. black. The more she uttered it loud, the more thick it tasted in her tongue. Thick like the hurt that festered within. Like a thick undergrowth carpeting the floor, daringly questioning the entire existence of the floor below!
samjho ki baati bhi koi bujha de aaj
andhere se jee bhar ke karni hain baatein aaj
She had made a tryst with pain when she decided to be born into this world. She had kept happiness as a hostage back there.