I have another couple of serious posts in the pipeline. One is ready for posting while two are in finalizing stage. But I am not posting the ready one as I have already given two thought provoking posts. So here I am sharing some couplets which I scribbled more than 3 decades ago on reverse of bus tickets while traveling in night service bus from Guwahati to Tezpur. These are in mixed language. I remember these 3 and can not find my diary in which I had transferred all.
MAIN TUJHE BHOOLNE KI KOSHISH KARTA HOON,
PAR HAR KOSHISH PE TERI YAAD AATI HAI,
MUJHE TUMSE MILNE KI UMEED NAHIN,
PAR HAR AAHAT PE TERI YAAD AATI HAI.
( Gist in English for those who can not understand this : I am making efforts to forget you but on each effort your memories come flooding back. I have no hope of meeting you but on sound of each footfall your memories come flooding back )
MUJHE IS DUNIYA MEIN SACHE PYAAR KI TAMNAA HAI,
LOG KAHTE HAIN TU PAAGAL HAI,
TUMHEIN AMAVAS MEIN CHAAND KI TAMNAA HAI.
( I am looking for true love in this world, people call me mad saying I am looking for moon on dark moonless night )
MAIN TUMSE KUCHH KAHNAA CHAHTAA HOON,
PAR BAAT LABON TAK AA KE RUK JAATI HAI,
NAZRON KI ZUBAN SE KEH
PAR TERI NAZREIN TO MILTE HI JHUK JAATI HAIN.
( I wish to say something to you but it halts at my lips, I could say so with expression of eyes but you lower your eyes on meeting mine )