In compassion with the sea
he jumped into it.
Aware of truth
he can not swim.
But with the belief that he can float.

I look at up
I find,
The Sky is everywhere
open and vast.

And then I want to fly,
Like a cloud ready to rain.

So I can move to your town,
find you sitting at the window.

Lost in deep thoughts, I am unaware about.
And I will fall in your front yard,
make your thoughts wet.

And, compel you to think more, and more.
Then you look at up the sky.

You will find the same sky.
And you will wish to be a wind, wandering and come to my town.

You find me, with arms spread wide to the sky.

the setting sun and the rain
far on the horizon.
here on the other side of the window
cappuccino and chocolate.

no wonder it was melted and diluted
at the wrong time but contrasting
the rainbow.

then you spoke your weirdness,
unhesitatingly.
in response,
I uttered my madness,
looking into your eyes.

for the moment, silence
was here, but then subdued
by patter outside.

and you continued to your chocolate
and I got back to my cappuccino.

आज तुम्हारे शहर में बारिश  है,
और पहली बार उसी वक़्त मेरे शहर में भी,
इस बारिश का जादू कुछ इस क़दर हुआ,
मानो दोनों शहर अब एक ही हैं.
ना दूरी की , ना वक़्त का फ़ासला रहा.

पर दो मकानों के दो कमरों  में सिमटे
हम दो लोग.
भीगे इस बारिश की बूंदों में
जो अब तक खिड़की के  बाहर थी,
अलग अलग शहरों की.

उस तड़प का, उस विलाप का
यह कोई उपाय तो नहीं,
पर एक जैसे एहसास का उमड़ना
काफ़ी  है.
एक सी मिट्टी की महक़, और बारिश का  शोर.

अब जैसे मैं अनायास ही  तुमसे कहता हूँ, की
फिर जब  मैं तुमसे मिलूं
तुम बारिश लेके आना.

You are like a deep ocean
and want me to dive in.

But

I don't know how to swim.

twisted and tangled dreams,
I found better than the broken ones.

always makes me, curious for coming turns.

and it amazes me at each point.