Moonphali mein daana nahin

MOONGPHALI MEIN DANA NAHIN!

Cocooned  in the cosy hollow

Wrapped in a soft veil of peach

I wait to rise, stretch and yawn

Expand my being

Explore my softness

Gently and gradually turning crisp with  changing times

And then...

I feel myself being lifted

My life nestled in the hollow of thy hands

I’m swept off my feet

I feel a sense of elation as I feel the roller coaster

Taking me up to zenith and then nadir

The clang of a metal

Is  like the chime of bells

Announcing a new phase of my life

I gasp for breadth

Enjoying the waves of the moment

I feel the warmth of embers gently enveloping my soul.

The shifting sands of time

Burying me in their depths

And ever so consistently

My softness is replaced by a hardened maturity

How strange are the ways of life!

I yearned for that womb that held me

When life was raw

Those days were over...

The veil was cracked

And so was the wall that held me captive

and then...

I saw my world crumbling before my eyes veil ripped off

I was  tossed in the air.

I yelled

I shrieked

And I heard ever so clearly

Before i was crunched between canines

Dus rupaye ki sau gram............................................Ghazal..10 pm..5.1.12

(written in jest as i pop in one dana of moongphali after the other thinking what a piece of work it is!you can never have enough of it and when the weather is as foggy and cold as it is today there’s nothing that can beat the taste of freshly roasted groundnuts..with chutney or namak)