नारी, तुम जैसी हो अपने आप में पूरी हो।

मैं नारी हूं|
मैं गोरी भी, मैं काली भी,
मैं थोड़ी नखरे वाली भी हूं,
छुईमुही नहीं कलमुँही सही,
पर खुद का हक़ मांगने वाली हूं।
मैं शादी में धोखा खाने वाली सीता भी हूँ,
मैं प्रेम में पड़ जाने वाली राधा भी,
मैं ज्ञान देने वाली सरस्वती भी हूँ,
मैं गुस्से में बन जाने वाली काली भी।
ऐसी सी नहीं तो वैसी ही सही,
जैसी भी हूँ अपने आप में पूरी हूँ,
मैं नारी हूं, मैं नारी हूं,
मैं जीवन देने वाली हूं।

मैं अबला कही जाने वाली भी,
मैं पराया धन और कन्धों के ऊपर बोझ भी,
मैं परदे में रहने वाली भी हूं,
मैं मंदिरो में लगने वाले प्रतिबन्ध सी भी,
मैं इन सारे रीती रिवाज़ निभाने वाली भी,
मैं बंधन को तोड़ने वाली भी हूं,
मैं पीछे चलने वाली भी,
मैं राह दिखाने वाली भी हूँ।
ऐसी सी नहीं तो वैसी ही सही,
जैसी भी हूँ अपने आप में पूरी हूँ,
मैं नारी हूं, मैं नारी हूं,
मैं जीवन देने वाली हूं।

मैं कुल्टा कही जाने वाली भी,
मैं चुनरी पे लगा दाग भी हूँ,
मैं थोड़ी असंस्कारी सही,
पर एक कहने पर छोड़ आयी घर संसार भी हूं,
कहते लाज है मेरा गहना और है ममता बस्ती
मझमें,
मैं स्नेह की प्रतिमा सी भी,
मैं शर्म से लाल होने वाली भी,
मैं खुद की रक्षा करने वाली भी,
मैं खानदान की नाक कटाने वाली भी हूँ।
ऐसी सी नहीं तो वैसी ही सही,
जैसी भी हूँ अपने आप में पूरी हूँ,
मैं नारी हूं, मैं नारी हूं,
मैं जीवन देने वाली हूं।

मैं जीजा माता भी हूँ,
मैं राज सँभालने वाली अहिल्या भी हूँ,
मैं गोली खाने वाली लक्ष्मी बाई भी,
मैं दिल्ली की रज़िया सुल्तान भी हूँ।
मैं मैडम क्यूरी भी हूं,
मैं अंतरिक्ष की कल्पना भी,
मैं मलाला यूसफ़जाइ भी हूँ,
मैं सैराट की भटकी आर्ची भी,
पर मैं खुद का अस्तित्व बनाने वाली हूँ।
ऐसी सी नहीं तो वैसी ही सही,
जैसी भी हूँ अपने आप में पूरी हूँ,
मैं नारी हूं, मैं नारी हूं,
मैं जीवन देने वाली हूं।

A lot like my country!

I lived in this country before
Different diversities it bore
Still together as pure
And it resembled much more
Like my country today.
The country I lived also had people arguing with each other
But never have I heard the rape threats
There this country I lived where
People used to listen with open mindsets.
It had its own problems though
Same problems like my country has
But this country where I lived before
Always stood together for the best.
I lived in a country before where
All respected army without being asked for
All stood up for National Anthem
And faith in country was stored
Let me tell you it was not a perfect country
But love was in galore
There this country I am telling you about
Had less bans on foods
It did have its own fears
But movies were uncut and one could get cheap beers
I remember in that country
Green was the color of fields
And saffron gave essence to kheer
Did I tell you it was not a developed country
Same like my country
It did not have good development plans either
But there were less hate speeches
And comedians were not harassed over
For making people laugh
I miss that country because a cartoon sketch could not get me into jail
Students were not fired upon for their speeches
Where education made some sense in elections
Where there was a team and not just a leader
I told you it was not a perfect country
But I miss that country’s flavor.

I let him go….

And I let him go

We were at the pizza shop when I last saw him,

Thinking to be the last goodbye, last word of the time.

I stared at him and his eyes looked at mine.

As we were deciding on the future terms,

Memories hit me like a churn,

Still pretending to be firm we both knew it was just to affirm.

It all started in the teenage days,

When estrogen was enough to make me blaze

With lot of following plays and chase,

We finally became friends.

Friends only to become lovers later.

It took fucking ten years to convince you my love,

To make promises that I am now sick of,

Memories that are a lot of and dreams that I want to get rid of.

But it’s not  as easy as the way you said we cannot be together,

If I am a calm river, you are the noisy ocean water

And it’s good not to stretch it far, keep it simple and move apart.

Hence the pizza, the maze and the awkward silence.

Control on out flowing butterflies inside and emotional balance.

But the phone calls still followed even after the last goodbye.

The talks continued of stars, ghosts and skies,

From discussing the centers of ellipse to nightmares of night,

And the unasked question and answer to why,

Why it had to be right, why what goes around returned so quickly and at the wrong time

Then the phone calls stopped, messages stopped,

Have you loved someone so much that they got you blocked?

Now no talks of science happen, no talks of ways of life,

No twice my phone rings to say the last words,

No rants, tears or laughter, no anger, no cries.

Now the life is back to normal.