ChaahatA Poem by Kaushik MitraA boy, forced to sell "patang" due to his family needs, is living with his Uncle, awry. With a constant doleful look, he grew more and more despondent. After 3 months, I encountered him. What changed?Lekar khwab khwaisho se sane neele gagan me nigahe dhare Aas bhari un chhalakti naino me jane kisne the dinkar bhare. Kadmo tale na ghaas thi uske na lakeeron me kitaabi baste Naino ka naata ashko se tha aur kandho pe behte rishte. Bhanwaro ki ithhlaati berahmiyo ko reet samajh ke preet ki Gya seenchna khud ko wo sang khwabon ki meet ki. Marz bana kar farz ka karz kar chala tha manzil ko dhundhla Thi kashish jo aas ki karne lagi jab wo bhi pehra. Nam aangan fir pad gya sukha thama silsila neer ka Khwaisho ki chahat me jab sirf chahat hi pa saka. Kheto k tha desh ka waasi laal battiya jane hi kya Hariyali ko bana zindagi na ruk bas chalta hi gya Din guzre sang mausam leke kadam ruke na jigyasa Sanjokar labo pe gyaani titliya udne ko tayyar ye patang pyasa. Dinkar banke ubhara hai khud ka iss baat ki usko raahat hai Mumkin hai ab sabkuch pana sang aakhir jo chaahat hai.
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StatsAuthorKaushik MitraNew Delhi, IndiaAboutAn engineering student...lover of clay modelling, drawing, video games, cricket, cosmology, poetry and programming languages! But the languages, enigmatic languages, of poems touched me even deeper.. more..Writing
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