Sunday, May 10, 2020

Stranger Times

Park main bench pe main baitha hua tha 
Woh aaye aur bagal main baith gaye 
Hum bench pe baithe bas dhoop sekh rahe the 
Samvaad ke scope se kayi dur.  

Koi brisk walk kar raha tha 
Toh koi daud laga raha tha 
Kae picnic mana rahe the
Toh kae bas tehel rahe the 

Hum chup ine bas notice kar rahe the 
Woh apne khayal samet rahe the, main apne.
Maine mera left waala earphone unhe offer kiya
Hum ab ek bahut hi madhur geet sun ne lage.

Not a word uttered, just a smile of thanks. 

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Ghanto beet jaate hai aise, kabhi jazz bajta hai toh kabhi Pink Flyod 
Kabhi hindi classics bajte hai, toh kabhi A.R. Rehman ya Amit Trivedi ki composition.
Playlist ke gaane khatam hote hi,
Hum uth te hai, aur chal dete hai.

Main unka naam nahi jaanta 
Woh mera pata nahi jaante 
Hum bas jaante itna hai
Ki music ka taste humara ek sa hi hain. 

Life ko hum uss sam-ae pause kar dete 
Aur gaano ko play kar ke chod dete
Aisa bhi saath milega koi, jaan ke bhi anjaane
Aur yeh hi hum doono ke liye kuch kaafi sa hai. 

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