Bhiti…

नकोना इतका चांगला वागू सवय नाही ये मला भीती वाटते,परत तोच पाऊस परत तीच पायवाट परत तेच स्वप्न परत तीच पहाट नकोना इतका चांगला वागू सवय नाही ये मला

You and Me

You bring peace to me, and yet at so many levels you unsettle me You bring love to my life, and yet there are so many instances you make me hate you You make me complete and yet when you leave, you leave me incomplete without you You show me yourself in the most raw…

तुझं माझं असं काही नाहीये….

तुझं माझं असं काही नाहीयेआपलं म्हणावं असं अजून काही घडलं नाहीये बघायची का एखादी ओळ रेखाटूनकविता एखादी होईल का रे लिहून एक शब्द तुझा, शांत ठहराव घेऊन आलेलाएक शब्द माझा, वेड्या बेधुंद पावसात न्ह्यालेला एक ओळ तुझी, सगळं एकत्र धरू पाहणारीएक ओळ माझी, मोकळ्या आभाळी उंच झेप घेणारी एक सुरुवात माझी, अजून वेडं स्वप्न जपणारीएक…

Being there

It’s a very beautiful feeling to miss someone…. And that someone is being there for you at that moment…..

Bareback

Dark tan, flawless skin, smooth as silk, with a sheen The scarf that she wears, kisses the nape… The scent of wet hair still floats in the air, She walks across the room wearing her black halter, Holding our breath, she makes us wonder. Who is this girl, where does she come from, The magic…

The Recruiter and the Salesman in the Saree Shop – Part 2

When she walked in the store, full of vibrant colours, textures, designs, and patterns, she was amazed at how beautiful and attractive everything was. The bright yellow focus lights accentuated the beautifully half-draped sarees on every woman who was busy admiring the colour and self in the mirror while in the back of her mind,…

Cars

It’s amazing … isn’t it? the summers …. holidays… cousins, friends, no home works, no moms yelling, no lousy food preparations…. To my understanding, it’s the only period that we …. Vikram and I considered heaven. we always met during summers, his and my periamma stayed next to each other  and our parents were always…

तू,

कधी जखमेवर हळुवार फुंकर घालणारा तू,कधी नखाने पुर्वी केलेल्या चुकांच्या खपल्या काढणारा तू,कधी प्रेमाने मऊसूत वरण भात भरवणारा तू,कधी त्याच प्रेमापोटी मला दूर सारणारा तू,कधी जवळ घेऊन लाड करणारा तू,कधी नाहीच आवडत म्हणून सरळ सांगणारा तू,कधी लहान मुलासारखा हट्ट करणारा तू,कधी बापाच्या मायेने डोक्यावर हात ठेवणारा तू,कधी धीर देणारा तू,कधी दुःखात ढकलणाराही तूच…

Familiar Face

Najar firavi tasa tyacha awaj tya team cha call madhe phirla,Itki warsha jagat wavarun sudha, Olakhi cha kuni, vedya gardit sapadna hi, Khup chan goshta aste ase tyla nehmi wate… Tya diwashi hi asech Kahise ghadale.. Navin setup, navin loka, udyog toch, kaam tech, pan chehere matra vegle.. sur vegle, ani tyat ti disli.. team…

Just a simple night walk…

(for those of you who live in places like Mumbai, will definitely get the vibe… for those who don’t, here is a small preface.. living in urban cities with homes as small as one room, there is very little space available to share life with the closest and most important love one… in life like…

Aathang

kadhi athavte ka re tula ti sandhyakal, tya varandya samore pasarela to aathang samudralatanche awaj, manda havechi zhulukani zhopalya war baslelo apan Pratey latebaro bar yenara toh face Ani othawar janavnare ti kharat zhuluk haat haatat gheun basala hotas tuShanta, stabdhakuthle hi shabda na wapartabarach kahi bolun gelas tu shevtchi hoti ti bhettu nighun janya…

Ek ehsaas

ये इश्क नहीं हैजूनून ही सही ये प्यार नहीं हैदिल की गुस्ताकी ही सही कभी तो बहो में भर लो हमेंप्यार नहीं..हमारे इश्क की याद ही सही वो चांदनी रात का मुकमल एहसास सच्चा नहीं ख्वाब ही सही वक्त तुम्हारा, कहानी तुम्हारी,माजरा तुम्हारा, मुहब्बत हमारी रुकेहुए पार का एहसास हमारातुम्हारे लिए एक भूली नजम ही…

Missing you to this day…

It wasn’t supposed to be like this, was it? I am not supposed to be alone, lonely. My trekking trips, my evening walks, my coming home to a happy face… No, I always wanted to look forward to it, not use your absence as an excuse to socialize with other humans… The last time I…

Memories Made….

So much changes in materialistic world In so little time….. The roads once known and glided with eyes closed Now seem like a wonderland with glaring lights enough to blind the sight The smells, the vibes, the small shops and few shorts ridesThe roads we walked on have now turned into highways It’s not easy…