'Ashwathama udaas hai'

Main bachpan mein doodh nahi pi saka
aate(flour) mein paani hi mila glass mein
Dekho main kaun hu
main peeda ka van hu
main shrapit hu
main peedit hu

Peeda ajar hai...amar hai
sukh bik gaya hai abhi abhi
main krishn nahi
main abhi bhi jeevit hu
ranbhumi mein bhi hu
garbh mein bhi

Aao jhaanko mere andar
dekho ye teheniya kahan badh chali
wo dekho anginat saanp k bacche narmada k tat par
wo bachpan k anaam bacche kuchalte hue kechue ko

Dhyaan se dekho krishn
humari nayi khoj..
camera phone hai

Its about those stairs

Other day it so happened, i was a watching a video i made on my father and i felt helpless sitting far away from ma parents. And then me..ma frnds talked about it, i shared why it sensitized me. It is sumthn which shud not be absent even in devliest minds. But its unfortunate for broods I wud say if they do not experience the joy of respect, love and givin them happiness. It makes u feel complete and a human if we could repay atleast iota of what they have done for us. And may be even not abt repayin,like dey do coz we were their children now dey are ours.It shud be dis feeling after a point of time dat now we are a step ahead. Its not the time dat we expect from them,now the time is to understand them like a kid, pat them sometimes, kiss on their forehead, lay our fingers in their hair when they are sad and find innocence in their stubborn choices sometimes. We are their part...part of our mother...our father.