raat ke ek aise waqt
jab bus mein, conductor
nikal lete hain apni copiyan
karne jama, ghata aur bata
jab bus mein, conductor
nikal lete hain apni copiyan
karne jama, ghata aur bata
jab bajaar mein
aadhe shutter giri dukanon ke andar
lagaya jata hai
aamdani-kharch ka milan
main shirt ke cuff aur collar par
din bhar ki gard liye
ghar laut-ta hoon jab,
raat ke aise ek waqt
din bhar ki gard liye
ghar laut-ta hoon jab,
raat ke aise ek waqt
poochta hoon khud se
kya raha mere din bhar ka hisaab?
kya raha mere din bhar ka hisaab?
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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