The R Word

I don’t know how it all happened and I would never know how it would come to an end? All I now know is that I would have a green Khirqah (robe) and a saffron Stola covering me. There would be vermillion embossed between the parting of my hair and there would be garland around my neck. There would be anklets around my ankles and bangles around my wrist. The blood within me would be rushing out in your name and my eyes would be seeking your face. There would be loud blows of shehnai and battering of dhol. I would be swirling around, like the moon around the earth, in ecstasy while in my heart I would be chanting your name.There would be nothing unless it's you and then there would be you and me worshiping you. It would be your name that would be my fame. It's unorthodox, Wrong, Frowned upon but why doesn't it feel like it. Why does it feel right? Euphoric?  Mystic?

There was a time in my life where I thought that scent plays no role after all everyone wakes up each day, takes bath and wear on the classiest perfume but the day I met Jane, I was flabbergasted. Each day she had that distinct smell of her; something I never felt before. The memories of our first date are still premiering as the finest movie of the year. Each day I revisit it with a bag full of popcorn to find something new but it's just perfect. No matter how I look it, each scene is a cinematography guru on its own. For ages; I have always wondered would I be ever inflicted by this magic of romance that the world crave but the moment I met her, honestly I was spellbound. No matter what I did and what logic I ran, I could escape. It started out simply, me holding her hands and letting her warmth quench the cold within me. But as I felt that warmth protruding within me; I felt it wasn't just something ordinary it has something more to it. It was as if, the sun just doesn...

I was sitting alone in my room, all I could see outside was nothing but loneliness. The pavement in front of me which once had people and cars walking on it, seemed all calm. The water that dripped down from the sky as rain filled all the empty curves on the pavement. I saw myself standing in centre of road and enjoying in the rain. I saw myself standing faced-up and eyes closed. I could feel the rain filling me and me being the part of it. But I knew deep inside that my reality is far different from depiction of me on the road. I know that I am part of a more stable system which won’t allow me to go out at this time of night and wet myself in rain so much so that I be a part of it hence I let my depiction enjoy it while I watch it from the broken window of my room. The next day’s sun woke me up by dazzling my sleepy eyes with its bright light. I for minutes laid still wondering how mystic was the canvas I had stored in for the last night in my eyes and how chaotic would pa...

Come hug me once more Maybe there exist us no more We got all time with us now Let me watch you all I want now May be I have no  such chance more Maybe there exist us no more Let me come close to you May be its the last time I come to you Let me come in your arms dear To break down all in tears Eyes may not be able shower love more Maybe there exist us no more

It all started with when I landed on the Islamabad Airport and got amused on finding it that even after four years from the day I left it has been able to maintain its name as Benazir Bhutto International Airport. Well I was pretty much aware of how the situation was at a Pakistani Airport and I doubt that it would have changed in all these decades so I avoided all the cabbies, who are in continuous search of a passenger to fill their pockets by their money by charging them a little extra owing to the fact that they are the so called “Airport k Taxi Walay”, and search for that one man who was there to pick me up. Javed, that’s what they say his name was. Neither did he knew me nor did I knew him but that board which had my name written on it made it very clear he was the one I was looking for. Well he greeted me, took a hold of my luggage and opened the door of the car for me. I also thanked him for his gesture and made my way into the car. After which he slammed shut the door, ...