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कभी पिछे,
कभी आगे और
कभी समेत चलता,
- मेरा साया

सच्चा दोस्त कहूं?;

या सिपाही?
इससे ना कुछ छिपता,
ना यह कोई बात टालने देता

सदा हमसफर
जब दिन कोई सुबह लाया
मेरे मुस्कुराने पर मेरे सामने आया
जैसे जिम्मेदार अनुशासक!

और जब हर नया दिन
एक नया अंधेरा ले आया
तब उन सन्नाटोंकी शामोंमे
यहीं मेरे पिछे आया 

अब सारी जिंदगी,
सबसे ज्यादा ईमानदारी
होनी है तुझसे,
ओ, मेरा साया।

- February 27, 2015 15.15      Swati.

Lunchbox !

Life seemed
a bunch of repeatitive chores;

Before the accidental exchange
of tasty food - for body and soul.

It was different before,
For you and me -
Two lonely persons
finding refudge in nothingness;

Keeping nothingness out of nothing,
as if one survived every breath,
till death shall rescue.

Dieing inside with nothingness
But desire and dream
of a life better
Came out stonger.

Nothingness of meaningless solitude
A void of repititive chores;
Performed punctually in nothingness.

But then, the well cooked, flavorful food
cooked with love & care
Came as an accidental change.

Daily chore of the boxed lunch. ..
Came out as a nurturing treat;
a company of
somethingness long overdue!

The life giving food for someone,
with some things special for them !!
Than tolerable eatables from the Mess!

From nothingness of loneliness in the present
To hope and desire for happiness ahead;

All packed in the Lunchbox of hope.

- Swati. Feb. 14, 2015 11.45 pm

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