It was an exceedingly hot and sultry summer day in the bylanes of Kabul. Lt.Sameer Sharma had missed the chance of catching the prodigal engineer turned terrorist Abdul at the marketplace.But now he had an ace in his deck,the enigmatic Dr.Rizwan, a doctor by day and spy by night.

Here they were near a warehouse at a nondescript military base.Any second now,a glimpse of the adversary could be caught.

"Over there",shouted Rizwan,pointing his gun towards the massive box.As deftly as a cat ,Sameer slowly moved towards the box.It was a cat.

Another voice was heard in the floor above.It was Abdul.

He ran.

They ran.

It could all have been over in a minute.Years of espionage and intelligence work boiled downed to one chase.

They chased. A chance . The only chance.Four shots were fired.

They saw the corpse.They were jubilant."Finally" cried......


"Finally",cried Musa as he shared a smoke with Rizwan.

There laid the body of Lt.Sameer in a pool of blood.

Betrayal had never been more stylish.
                                                        ­                                                           The End.

Wheels of life on asphalt tracks
Took me to that place
A memory I now inscribe with graphite
Time cannot erase

Crimson clouds in lilac skies
Snow white peaks,unchanged
Verdure allure all along
The river of eternal grace

Scarlet luminescence filtered by
Chlorophyll, fell on the tiny waves
Of the narrow turquoise ocean
Flowing in a most perfect pace

It courted the daughter of ice
As it was flowing by
Their waters met
I can't forget
Their ******* in the crimson light

Stars appeared
The trip was near
It's end, but, still

I bid goodbye
We'll meet next time
Rivers of the hill

Gazing at a mundane paper
The mundane eyes came across
A mundane error in a mundane question
In a mundane hall

The mundane boy returned
To his mundane house
He had a mundane lunch
With his mundane pet mouse

When the mundane moon came out
Of the mundane sky
He put on Eleanor Rigby on his mundane phone
(As he did every mundane night)
And slept mundanely
In the mundane moonlight

This is how the mundane boy
Lived his mundane life

You bloom like the shining sun
Amidst the waters of impure mud
Spreading beauty and hope for all
Blossoming from that little bud.

You are the manifestation of purity
You symbolize God
You represent will-power
You are the floral lord.

Filled with magnificence
Oh! How beautiful you look
Your glory lies in your simplicity
The way your petals bloom

In midst of these still waters blue and black
Beneath this infinite sky
Looking at those endless stars
Like a lone hermit, you enlighten my mind.

It glides through the blades
And runs through the glade
The master of forest
And that of masquerade.

Regal and arcane
Slender grace, untamed
Of spring legs, of might roar
Of majesty is its saffron face.

As it comes near, as it goes away
Dancing through the verdant trees
Illusion, tricking, sneaky peeking
Spine-chilling are its traits.

Elusive and shy,
With mystical stripes,
Lord of the mountains,
The legendary feline.

Ever-deceiving,
Always fleeing,
Into the dark,
Hidden wild.

मैं बैठा था यूँ ही
मग्न अपनी सोंच मैं।
मुझें याद हैं कुछ लिख रहे थे
अध्यापक ब्लैकबोर्ड पे।

खिड़की से निकलकर एक धूप की किरण ने मेरे गालों को छुआ
मैं एसे ही अपने किताब में कुछ लिख रहा था
पता नहीं मुझे क्या हुआ
मुझें अपना बचपन दिख रहा था।

बाहर दो कबूतर लड़ रहे थे
वह दिन मुझे अब भी क्यूँ याद हैं?
बच्चे हँस रहे थे, झगड़ रहे थे।
खैर अब वह दिन बीत चुका
मेरी समय से बस यही फरियाद हैं।

मेरा दोस्त मुझसे कुछ कह रहा था
मैं यह कविता लिख रहा था
और मन ही मन मुस्कुरा रहा था।

Poison is not a chemical
It is a thing in our hearts
It's not there from the beginning
But it can tear us apart

Children get it from the social media
Where it is shared in trends
By frustrated, evil souls
The poison never ends

The one you get in lab
May leave a yellow stain
The one we get in stores
May give us physical pain
Strong poison may
May melt iron ore
But the one in our hearts
Can melt a nation's very core

A bee's dung sure hurts
A snake bite may **** a man
May lead to increased palpitations
What about the human poison
It can destroy an entire civilisations

I'll tell you a little secret
There was once it's antidote
(i.e. love). But it wasn't profitable
So they don't make it anymore.

Abdul and Ram were better friends
Than you and I could've ever been
Sitting on a bench in a park
Having strawberry and vanilla ice cream

Now it was time to return
Abdul's uncle came to pick
Asked him,"Who's the other boy?"

"Ram"

The uncle had a massive fit
"Don't you know that that boy
Is an idolater,is a disbeliever
He worships rocks and leaves
That 5 year old is a liar, a thief
He worships the false prophet
Do not go near him
We are better, we are in the right
Leave him or convert him
We are the faith of peace, son"

Now the 4 year old pondered over this
While Ram's brother came to pick up Ram
Seeing him with a skullcapped boy
He took him to the bronze statue in the park

"Brother you're a fool, a miser
You should've been a little wiser
This boy's ancestors' ancestor
Killed our family's ancestors' ancestor
Your grandfather's grandfather's debt you have to pay
1000 years before today..."
He proceeded to tell this 4 year old these words of propaganda
Trying to fulfil his devious agenda
".....they killed our women and lynched our folk and committed other atrocities
Leave this progeny of Mahmud of Ghazni"

No one spoke the complete truth, no one completely lied
The bronze Buddha statue near the fountain smiled

They left the park one last time
Together they weren't meant to smile
For a millennia ago
One man killed another man and everybody died

Hate was sown into their minds
Why O! Why O! Why!

No one spoke the complete truth, no one completely lied,
One man killed another man and everybody died

Time is slipping away so fast
Like fingertips on silken cloth
But I don't mind
I feel fine

I am floating in the sky like clouds and bubbles
Wherever the wind flows
I have no troubles
Because I have nothing at all

Each day passes
Like the one before
The next will pass the same way
I rest assured

No direction and no will
Oh how! wonderful
I'm confused right now
Let me be

You say time is passing
But I can feel that time is still
I want to but I can't
Just feel anything

Whiling away the passing seconds
Yes I know time is scarce
But let me sit here doing nothing
All these moments are just a farce

I'll work tomorrow
Let me just rest this once
I am meeting
Subterranean Lockdown Aliens

Was it yesterday when I met you in my dreams.
Where did you go?Why did you go?
I remember sitting by your side, pretending to hear you.
Now I miss the times I was near you.

Raindrops fall on the ground.
I miss your warm lap on which I slept on when I five.
Arguing about histories, politics, the wrong and the right.
Where did you go?

Can I pretend you didn't go
Can I pretend you didn't leave
Why should I not pretend that my dreams aren't the truth
Why can't I live in this fantasy
All my life?
Why did you go?


If I don't cry
Doesn't mean I don't miss you
I wish you didn't die
But, well ,that isn't....

Goodbye