कोई दिन
ऐसा भी जाता है कभी
के लगता है
मैं एक बैरंग ख़त हूँ
जो लौट आया है वहीँ
जहाँ से चला था कभी
ऐसा भी जाता है कभी
के लगता है
मैं एक बैरंग ख़त हूँ
जो लौट आया है वहीँ
जहाँ से चला था कभी
koi din
aisa bhi jata hai kabhi
ke lagta hai
main ek baerang khat hoon
jo laut aaya hai wahin
jahan se chala tha kabhi
sometimes
a day goes by such
that it seems
i am but an undelivered letter
which has returned, to where
it had started from, some time
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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