Father and Son

What I saw or learnt from seeing you

is that some fathers crush their sons 

by the weight of their own expectations. 

And sons feel obliged to fulfill their duties

You are a great example of that. 

It's not bad...sometimes it may feel too heavy

But I am sure, you would come out with flying colors. 

LKO

Conversation XXVII

I felt bad
Seeing you after long time
My beloved--happy, jovial, is lost
I didn't want to see you like that.
Your beard lost its beauty
You looked like a dacoit of Bengal
I hope you neither appeared to pacify me
Nor to make me smile
Because, I can only smile
The day you would become mine. 

You know, one thing is clear to me

What? (He asked) 

She cannot love you

more than me...

 

Why? 

Because you hide yourself...

She is such an insecure soul 

that she doesn't want you 

to look handsome in public. 

Also, she wants her to look good

more than you...she wants all the 

praise to be showered on her. 

 

On the contrary, I would always want 

you to be charming, 

I would enjoy if women praise you openly

even when I am present...

Because, it will be me who would choose 

all the colors for you

and I know you would happily wear the colors

I would give.

 

LKO

Lal Pul and Gomti

At Lal Pul, or as they say it--Pakka Pul

I found the river again--the Gomti

She was a woman 

walking beside me...

Her shadow was pierced by the 

headlights of moving vehicles.

 

I looked at my Gomti

She was like a shy girl 

hiding behind the curtain 

observing how darkness slowly

comes down to the Earth. 

 

But I am not shy Gomti

I do not live under the veil

I have a face, an identity

I have independence 

which few woman can achieve in our society

and I am proud of that!

Gomti, with you

I found my sleeping poet inside

after a long time. 

 

It may have happened before

that my beloved and I walked on this pul together

in a bygone time. 

At Lal Pul, I thought

while smiling at my Gomti...

Can't we see her again 

from the above

and from the below

can't we touch our bygone moments once more

with our dearest Gomti? 

 

LKO