The Forgotten Poem
Lying on a upper bearth on Koraput Express today I saw a couple . Well it was easy to guess they were in love . Is it really so obvious to guess when people are in love ? Can't say . All I can say that i have come accross some peoples who can with great amount of accuracy predict when and with whom a person is in love with. But in this case since I was at a alleviated position so I myself could tell that the couple were in love .
Seeing the "in love " couple I was trying to guess what the thoughts of the couple were .What each of them were thinking of each other and what were their thoughts on the future. Slowly a poem was forming in my mind .
I have almost forgotten the poem but here it what i could salvage by digging deep into my mind .Next time when i see a couple in love i will take out a notebook .
...
the forgotten poem[of which whatever i could remember]
tere liye hua janm mera
tere bina hoga mera maut
tu hi hai pyar mera
tu hi meri mahubbat
tere yaad main nayan se aanshu nikhle
tere payar se moti banke woh bikhre
When I remember the rest I will add it[basically meaning ,never :D ]
...
Lying down , composing the poem, I was almost in a dreamy state .Thoughts of love , of friendship were flowing through my mind teasing the grey cells.I slowly got oblivious of the surroundings , floated into the dreamo-sphere . Places , faces and events came down upon me .They were revolving around me like planets around the sun, they were wisphering into my ears.They started laughing , screaming and yelling at me as if I had done them some great harm.
Suddenly , as if from another world , I could here the voice of chai-wala asking people whether they would like to have a go at his combination of water , sugar , some tea small amount of powermilk and more water which he calls chai.
Enough of trying to be Rabindra Nath Tagore.The poem composing thing had taken a toll on me . I called the chai-wala ,had a cup of tea , cleared my mind and then went to sleep[no dreams this time :) ] and woke up when the train reached howrah.When i boarded the taxi to take me to my flat i had almost forgotten the dreamy occurance and most certainly had forgotten the
poem .
Trivia:
After writing the poem on this blog i have come to the conclusion that my hindi sucks.I really have no sense of hindi grammar and am really bad in using the roman script to write in hindi .Some would laugh and say as if my marks in hindi did no already prove it.I am a Bengali after all .

I somehow like this photo very much . Took this on a trip to some riverbank 25Kms away from Kharagpur. For me this photo is enchanting to say the least.
