तुम

मुझे कुछ कहना नहीं था तुमसे, 

ना कुछ वक्त छूटा था मेरा। 

हां, पर तुम थी तो एक हुजूम था।

तुम थी तो ठहाके थे। 

तुम थी तो थोड़े मन-मुटाव थे। 

तुम थी तो कहानियां थी। 

तुम थी तो नजारे थे। 

तुम थी तो तुम्हारी खुशियां थी। 

तुम थी तो तुम्हारी नराजियां थी। 

तुम थी तो सुबह की चाय थी। 

तुम थी तो सब था। 

कुछ अधूरी बातें तो नही थी। 

पर, तुम थी तो हम पूरे थे। 

YOU

Uncertainties, This is what life looks like. Everything is uncertain. Or, I say everything is not mentioned as it happened in the diary of the time. It's like, it's flying. It's like the things, and the people I am seeing currently, and living with are going to fly one day. They are like camphor. In fact, the whole world is like camphor it will evaporate one day. Does it really matter? Does it matter to be with someone and to spend your time with them by knowing that one day it will diminish with you? You are the creator of the moment and with you, everything is going to finish. What is life then? Who are you? Who I am? Time is ticking so fast. Yesterday I loved the person still I do but now she is not present physically. What to do? In which form I am going to love her. What is she looks like now? Where is she now? Why I am thinking more about her? Why I am trying to recall all the memories spent with her? Why I am being so nice to her? Now when she is not with me physically. I have seen her fighting with her body. I have seen her struggling. I have seen her hardest desire to have her husband next to her 24*7. I have seen her shouting. I have seen her demanding time from her loved ones and getting angry when devoid of that. I have seen her with minimal clothes. I have seen her talking about my marriage and about my carrier and arguing with my future in-laws. I have seen her bitching about the family members. In fact, I also joined her. The most therapeutic task a woman could catch. Yes, she was a woman. I have known her like a woman. I have seen how demanding she can be when it comes to her rights. I have seen her fighting for her rights in the family, although I know the medium was not approved by me. But, yes she did her best. And I am proud of her. I have seen her being the master of the house and sometimes destroyer also, especially the peace hunter. Whoever she was, she was a great leader to me. The lady who taught me to speak. Who taught me to speak for myself, because she herself was doing this. She was ferocious She was strong. She was a little bit annoying. But, yes she was a woman. Woman with voice. I will remember you like this. I love you like this in your camphor state.