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Hi! After a very long gap, I am writiing few lines that I feel apt for Mukhi's emotional state right now.
Atlast, after years there is one character that I have seen on the dragging serials of nowadays which compelled me to pen down my thoughts. There may be many single men who feel like Mukhi at the twilight of their age and I can understand...but hey! wait...I am not one of them, rather I had been at the receiving end of such wonderful and pure feelings...and one must always cherish such tormenting yet soothing, confusing yet so true memories.
So listen to the voice of Mukhi's heart ...
Kyon dil ke band darwaze pe ek khatkatahat sunai dene lagi hai
Kyon uski baton ke shor main dheemi si ek aahat sunai dene lagi hai,
Kyon dairy ke panno ki parchai mein teri surat dikai dene lagi hai
kyon bheed mein bhi tujhe hi doondhane ki aadat padane lagi hai
Kyon chor aakhen ab bevajah safai dene lagi hain
Kya sachmuch tere choone se ye dhakan bad gayi hai
Ya tere us ahsaas ki khanak ab mere dil me bhi sunai dene lagi hai
Kya vakt karvat le raha hai ya mera vehem hai
Kyon dhalti sham main mere angan mein subah ki dhoop utarti dikhai dene lagi hai
Kya tham loon is lamhe ko ya bas yuhi guzar jane doon
Kya rok loon khud ko ya yuhi pighal gane doon
Jis mord par kadam kabhi uthe hi nahin us mord par ab manzil dikhai dene lagi hai
For those who do not understand hindi. here is english version of the above...
Is there a knock I hear at my veiled heart's gates?
Why not all but only a whisper in your talk, I embrace?
Out of the pages you wrote, I seek a face,
Why amidst all, it's only your steps I trace?
and then how in vain, I justify my gaze!
Is it your little touch that set my heart in tune?
Or is it to your tune that my heart now beats?
Is the time turning the tide or is it an unreal stride?
Awed I see the morning light, shine at the dusk of my life.
hold on to or let it pass me by,
shield myself or let it consume me, is now a strife.
why the paths I forbid my soul to tread,
seems the haven for my journey's end.
Ishaani
