Soul Mates

The moon was out after ages
After ages the night was bright
sitting together under the stars
glowing in each other's light

It had been a long time
since they poured their hearts out
The words sounded like music
like rains pouring after drought

they are souls bound by grief
floating around in parched lands
always looking for a drop to drink
in the merciless sea of sand

standing at opposite ends
locked in an invisible embrace
always craving for each other
yet leaving without a trace

Years spent in waiting
the souls continue to bleed
continue to nurture the hope
continue to water the seed

they have travelled far and wide
unknown waters and lands
to each other they come back
quietly holding hands

You are destiny's children
god often tells them
going through heaven and hell
but will be together seldom

Even though you are chained
that touch will always elude you
Always drinking off each other
the monsoon showers are not for you

One wakes up at the others dream
each other's pain you brave
Even though you are soul mates
you are also your fate's slave

An ode to my childhood hangout

My memories were a little rusted
I couldnt recall a lot of that
but when I walk those bylanes
it all comes rushing back

the pavements and pillars
now scrubed and painted bright
but in my meomory its different
always the customary white

the floor that you walk on
shiny marble and granite
was a drab grey back then
for common and elite

a charming haven
for young and old
welcoming all strangers
to hold and behold

an organised chaos
of cars and people
of click clocking heels
food and lovelorn couples

a shoppers paradise
a foodies delight
a student's hangout
a party heaven
on new years night

its nothing of what it was
old world grandeur
a bustling marketplace
amidst trappings of yesteryears

today ofcourse its diferent
but it still is my favourite place
its called rajiv chowk
that was once connaught place