Tag: Rain

Posted in Musings

बारिश की बूँदें

Posted on by Anshuman Bhate

काश आज धरती पर कुछ बारिश की बूँदें गिरती ,
तो जमीन भी मानो इत्र लगाया हो ऐसे महकती |

पेड़ भी सारे हटा देते धुल को पत्तों की सतह से ,
हो पाती नहीं जो स्नान उनकी हो जाती शायद इस वजह से |

पशु – पंछियों में शायद एक अलग सा उल्हास होता ,
उनकी कलकलाहट में भी दुर्लभ आज़ादी का एहसास होता |

लेते हुए चाय की चुस्कियाँ और गरम पकोड़ों का आस्वाद ,
खिड़की में बैठकर पुस्तक पढ़ने में होती एक अलग ही संतुष्टि की बात |

बरसात में भीगते बच्चों की ख़ुशी का कोई ठिकाना ना रहता ,
बिना छाते के अपने साथ फंसा कोई इंसान अनजाना ना रहता |

बेशक़ ये बारिश की बूँदे अपने साथ एक ख़ुशी की लहर लेकर आती ,
और हम सबको हमारी लापरवाही का एक शानदार नमूना दिखाती |

पानी से भरे रास्तों पर शहर वाले सरकार को सुनाते गालियां ,
उन रास्तों पर चलने को ‘Spirit of Mumbai’ कहकर देते एक दूजे को तालियां |

वहीं पूरे देश को अनाज खिलानेवाले के मुख पे एक मुस्कान खिलती ,
ज़िन्दगी में तरक्की मिलने की एक नयी सी उम्मीद मिलती |

उसकी बच्चियाँ भी पूरे गाँव में अपनी चोटियों के साथ खेलते हुए फिरती ,
काश आज धरती पर कुछ बारिश की बूँदें गिरती |

Oh! I wish for a few raindrops to touch the surface of the earth today
The resulting petrichor would make it seem as if the earth has applied perfume on itself

All the trees will shake off the dust from the skin of its leaves
It will result in the trees having a long due bath

There would be a different sort of enthusiasm in animals and birds
In their chirping we would find a rare sense of freedom

It would be a pleasant experience to sip on a cup of tea and eat fritters
While sitting by the window and reading a book

The happiness of children dancing in the rain would be limitless
No person stranded with us without an umbrella would remain a stranger

Doubtless, the raindrops would bring a wave of happiness in our life
But they would also provide a spectacular display of our carelessness

We would criticize the government for the flooding on the streets
Yet, we would applaud the ‘Spirit of Mumbai’ displayed by people walking on such streets

At the same time, a smile would flash across the face of the person who feeds the nation
As it would give him a renewed hope of progress in life

His daughters would play with their ponytails while running across the village
Oh! I wish for a few raindrops to touch the surface of the earth today

Posted in Romance

Elements

Posted on by Anshuman Bhate

A year ago

Dark clouds covered the sky outside, signalling the probable onset of monsoon – their favourite season.

Yet, they chose not to venture outside and enjoy the sight of waves lashing on the tetrapods with a scarcely believable intensity from inside the beach side cafe.

Gusts of wind blew outside wiping away the dust and dry leaves on the earth. As the manager of the cafe ignited the fireplace, they looked at each other. The warmth in his eyes aptly reciprocated by her.

The moment was there for the taking. The elements were in their element. “I love you.”, he said.

Today

Their gaze was ahead, no longer were their eyes emitting fire towards each other. But the warmth was unmistakable as they walked side by side.

Dry leaves lay scattered on the road, forming a carpet for them to walk on.

The sea was calm and there was no breeze. It seemed as if their ebb and flow had been absorbed by the lady and her companion.

The sky was clear, forming a bubble for their love to blossom.

The elements were calm, yes, but they had done their job a year ago by setting in motion an endless story.

For the characters in it to savour, for the whole wide world to revere.