Author Archives: FreeFlowingThoughts

About FreeFlowingThoughts

All of the writing is original and some of the drawings are too. I do these as a form of stress relief and to share my work with others. मैं पल दो पल का शायर हूँ / पल दो पल मेरी कहानी है / पल दो पल मेरी हँसती है / पल दो पल मेरी जवानी है / मैं पल दो पल का शायर हूँ...मुझ से पहले कितने शायर आये और आकर चले गये / कुछ आहें भरकर लौट गये / कुछ नग़मे गाकर चले गये / वे भी एक पल का हिस्सा थे / मैं भी एक पल का हिस्सा हूँ / कल तुम से जुदा हो जाऊँगा तो आज तुम्हारा हिस्सा हूँ / मैं पल दो पल का शायर हूँ...कल और आयेंगे नग़मों की खिलती कलियाँ चुननेवाले / मुझ से बेहतर कहनेवाले / तुझ से बेहतर सुननेवाले / कल कोई मुझ को याद करे / क्यूँ कोई मुझ को याद करे? / मसरूफ़ ज़माना मेरे लिये क्यूँ वक्त अपना बरबाद करे? / मैं पल दो पल का शायर हूँ। (कभी कभी से १९७६) I am a poet for a moment or two/My story is for a moment or two/My laughter is for a moment or two/My youth is for a moment or two/I am a poet for a moment or two...Before me, many poets came and left/Some were burdened with sighs and returned from where they came/Some sang songs before leaving/They were part of a moment/I, too, am part of a moment/Tomorrow I may be separated from you/But today I am a part of you/I am a poet for a moment or two...Tomorrow more song will come like blooming flower buds to choose from/There may be better storytellers than me/There may be better listeners than you/Tomorrow someone may remember me/Why would anyone remember me?/Why would this busy world waste time for my sake?/I am (only) a poet for a moment or two. (From Kabhie Kabhie 1976) [Translation is not word-for-word.]

As You Left by Train

In the station filled with people all busy with their day  on that crisp January day, as you went on your way,  I tiptoed to bid you farewell, wrapped in your arms as we tenderly kissed,  the crowd around us … Continue reading

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Because You Keep Popping Up In Fantasy But We Don’t Reconnect In Reality

How do I say that I miss you without sounding like I want you? A part of me thought we could really be just friends. There’s so much about you that’s similar to me and my greatest fear about you … Continue reading

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Frustration!

You seemed worthwhile in the beginning, but slowly you got obsessed Now, so many years later, you’re drunk texting me But, you had your chance and didn’t act So why now with your family in tact, Do you want to … Continue reading

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El Corazón Tonto

Cuando te vi por la primera vez Mi corazón se saltó un latido Claro que no te sentiste la misma Y, acaso, tú nunca me viste en realidad Cuando me diste tu atención Fue solamente por razones físicas Eras mi … Continue reading

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Leave It

I can’t understand why you just can’t let it go What happened was so long ago I made a mistake to let you into my heart You kept making dates but never showed up You kept saying you wanted to … Continue reading

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Perpetually Passing

Within the boundaries of social construct, I cannot say that we can ever be Your life is so different and distant from mine, and that, too, by your own design Many happenstance moments, countless might-have-been thoughts These all seem pointless … Continue reading

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A thought occurred.

When you’re soaring, shining brightly on your own, they want to possess you, have you as their own, but when you’re struggling in moments of insecurity, feeling doomed and can’t see beyond your failures and short comings, they run. Where’s … Continue reading

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