aurat
folding palang jaisi
kaam aati raat bhar
aur rakh di jati subah
darwaje ke peeche
ya kone mein khada karke
folding palang jaisi
kaam aati raat bhar
aur rakh di jati subah
darwaje ke peeche
ya kone mein khada karke
aurat
soft toy jaisi
ghar ke show-case mein
saja di jati
saal dar saal, gard khati
dheere-dheere
aurat
pichle darwaje jaisi
kaamwali se batiyati
kuda phinkwati
aur sajti
diwali par sabse ant mein
aurat
durga ki pratima jaisi
sajayi, sanwari
pooji jati
phir dus din baad
baha di jati, jamuna mein
aurat
sirf aurat jaisi
uske hone ka dard
uski apni hi khushi
purush samajh paya hai kya
aurat ko kabhi
Born in New Delhi, India in 1980 and is a retired pessimist (still) living in New Delhi. He has Haryanvi ancestors, a Punjabi girlfriend, friends all over the world, two (or more) yet to be born children, (many) memories of (many) pet dogs and no cats ever. He holds an honours degree in English Literature from the University of Delhi and creates advertisements for paying the bills. His interests are universal, and include: living, eating, sleeping and when not sleeping, daydreaming. Other abiding interests include reading, writing, street photography, newspaper editorials, watching the moon and planning trekking trips that never materialize.
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