The Stories of a Lifetime

The leaf wasn’t happy on the tree. He was just one of the many. Tree wouldn’t know him from others for making food. Travelers wouldn’t thank him over others for the shade. One day he wud simply fall off never to be missed. So when the next wind came he broke off. He travelled places and saw people. But one day he realized, he still wasn’t on his own. The wind led him as it wished. And what good was him? For he hardly was any shade by himself. Alas! He could attach himself to the tree no longer.

Monday, January 13, 2014

एहसास

तेरे ना होने का ख़ास,
यूँ तो कोई एहसास नहीं होता।
बस कभी तन्हा होता हूँ,
और अपना कोई पास नहीं होता।