Petals of Withered Rose

There is a sudden gap that i can't measure,

Interred with silence,makes it more silent

Silence often do talk but that too to fight

I fear to chose to utter words of love

As not to make it more worse

But not to make words of love shameless 

Ring on the ring finger slips out

I tried to fix but that too in vain

Days when  gaps could be measured

Life was a running spree,untrammeled & unperturbed

Time would flow past,joy seemed endless 

But now, in my loneliness, i turn the pages of my diary

To find the petals of very rose dried and dead

Fractions of petals  flew away,

Some sticked on the page
And some were in search of  the withered soul

I was wandering to search my own soul 
Through  the fragrance of the rose-petals

But  petals devoid of aroma, 
Got shatterd to embrace the dust,

As I turned the unturned pages of my diary.

My Mom

Lights were gone.Dark danced around the corner of the room.Air was denser.

”Sagar Kinare Dil ye Pukare…….”,My Mom was singing just near by me.

She had an artistic voice.Listening to her songs was like nourishing my inner skills.I just sat nearby her.I couldn’t stop myself ,I too started like a broken old tape player, “Sagar Kinaraaa dilla ya…yyy pokarrayy….”.

Mom bursted out in a laugh “hahaa hah ha ha a a a aa …”.”Aita tui ki Gachiss, Sona, erokam nai….”.She taught me some nuances of the music.I was then just four years old.

                                            After the school was over,I walked all alone back to my barren home.

At night when moonlight played with the gentle waves of the water in the well,I too tried to figure out the reasons behind everthing.

I got confused.The same headache again took my nerves down.

Cool breeze blowing from the west ,gave a mixed notion as it flew over my face.

Headache was gone.

I saw  a leaf floating inside the well,with only a portion wet and the other  enjoying the subtle flow of breeze.

It seemed like abandoned boat without ferry man.

When the leaf deflected and made an incomplete turn,it seemed like breeze was trying to build  a figure of heart.

Before it could, the breeze slowed and moon was no more visible.

Clouds had taken chance to enjoy the moon bath.

Moon was again visible,but leaf was no more making turn and was floating unconsciously.

I knew ,she loved me from her heart.But her heart was missing.

                     I never could figure out the reasons ,why dad abandoned Mom.

I can remember the day,it was like a worst nightmare to me.

My mom was separated from me ,without my consent.Whatever may be the reasons my dad was holding in his mind.
I  Know that she never could do anything that could separate her from me.

“Dada(shouting) Kathai tumi….Baba khete dakchhee….”.
Out of the blue ,my step-sister landed out in the garden.She was searching for me.
She saw me loking down the well. 
“Dada kuwaa(well) tey tumi ki dekhchoo, kichu baloo chhij achhey ki,ami ami dekhboo”,my little six years old sister demanded out in excitement.

“Kichuu nai , khetey chaloo…………….Baba dakcheey………”.