चल आज फिर एकबार वो बरसों पुरानी खेल खेलते है।
प्यार में हम दुनिया भूल लेते है।
तू रूठे में मनाऊ, तू माने तो में सताऊ,
बातों में तेरे यूं मुस्कुराऊ;
बेवज़ह एक धुन आज गुनगुनाऊँ।
आज तू फिर एक बार हाथ थाम ले,
में एक और बार निहार लू तुझे।
आज चल फिर इस दुनिया से दूर एक कहानी लिखते हैं।
उस जगह की और उन लोगो की,
Man went out in search of God.
He saw the Sun
And wondered,
"A unique ball of fire in the sky
Giving me warmth, food and light.
I have found God!"
He set up rituals, places of worship,
Kept a shrine, wished for things in greed
When Drought dried up the streams
Water was rare, and conditions extreme.
"Oh, I can't live without Water!
Not the sun, but
Water is our God", he screamed
Travelling in the desert, food was scarce,
Not a tree in sight, or fruits to savour
"That's it, the Trees must be God!" He inferred.
Cold winds blew, and he needed fire to keep him warm.
"The Fire must be God."
He exclaimed, stacking wood,
"It also helps us cook."
Wild beasts attacked, man overpowered them,
It didn't take him long to realise
His brains were different from theirs.
A house was built of wood, mud and stones
Mansions sprang up with marble domes,
Irrigation controlled famine and droughts,
Dams the flood, knowledge sprouts,
Sheds protected from the sun
And farming ensured food from plants.
At last, Man exclaimed in victory,
"I am God, I am the king.
I know the answer to everything."
Alas, he spoke too soon.
For another man claimed he was God too,
Then another claimed he saw God as a light
Another wrote about virtue and vice.
Then another and another.
None listened, none reasoned.
They pushed and pulled,
Waged wars of might
Dropped bombs and shells
Killed thousands, left millions unwell.
Finally, on the verge of dying.
Man looked up skywards,
And there stood Time, witnessing it all,
Brains and intelligence, turning against each other,
Ego in dire need of help, minds that suffer
"Indeed", the Universe exclaimed in mockery
"You are the king.
You hold the answers to everything."
~ Suranya
In no time...
Will the conversations become monotonous;
The stories same old.
You know exactly where to laugh and where to frown,
The mystery of discovery will be gone.
You'd know what to expect out of me.
Trigger my occasional blushing.
Soon, silence will fill the room,
Or the phone line, which I hold close
Just to hear you breathe into it.
Soon, I will have no secrets from you
To unravel the enigma you think me to be.
You will soon see what I am.
And I wonder...
Will you go seeking adventure then
Elsewhere, where the grass is greener?
Treat my mistakes as though they were sins?
Or be like you have always been?
Like nothing has changed.
You know why it scares me like nightmares?
Coz that's the moment of truth.
The time love is tested.
That's the time the tinted glasses break
The time you should hold on to flaws
To choose a lifetime with me or walk away.
~ Suranya
