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Forever When I'll be in a state of zero Youth also may have changed its colour Only the last stop will remain yet to cover I w...

Saturday, 29 July 2023

Wonders of Wait !

 Infinite Longing


Amidst the tranquil night's embrace, when stillness blankets the world tenderly, my heart seeks solace in the haunting tunes of the 2020s. In the darkness, you emerge like a gentle phantom, your luminous grin, once my sunlit world, now a poignant memory etched within me. Your playful gestures, once familiar and close, now dance before me like fragments of a distant reverie, evoking laughter that intertwines with tears.

In these moments of quiet reflection, my heart yearns, wondering if the cosmos ever whispers our names together. Do you, too, wander through the corridors of memories, retracing the steps of our shared journey? Does the ghost of our love linger within you, or has time dispersed its essence to the winds?

The memories we crafted together are like delicate threads weaving through the fabric of my being, their warmth and tenderness a striking contrast to the chill of the present. Yet, destiny has led us on separate paths, and our once united hearts now drift apart.

In the shadows of hope and fate, I hold onto the fragile chance that the universe, with its infinite wisdom, will conspire to reunite us once again. Perhaps, on a day blessed by celestial harmony, as the sun rises with newfound brilliance, the melody of my phone's ring will quiver with anticipation, and your voice will reach my ears, uttering those simple, enchanting words, "Hello Shikhar."

Until that destined encounter unfolds, I treasure these bittersweet memories like precious gems. They stand as a testament to the beauty of what we once shared, casting a soft glow upon the contours of my heart. Amid life's unpredictable symphony, I'll carry this treasure, a beacon of love enduring through the darkest nights, guiding me towards an uncertain future, where possibilities abound.





Tuesday, 16 May 2023

Nameless Love


Nameless Love : Unveiled in Words

You are  beyond the ocean, while I am on this shore, merely glimpsing the infinite. From where the fragrance emanates, touching the strands of your hair on your shoulder as they sway with the passing breeze, transforming in the waves. I sit here, gathering you in these small writings, sometimes raising questions that arise from poems. I observe silently and move forward with a smile. These writings and poems seem purposeless, written without any basis or foundation, just like everything being baseless. Yet, you peek through every word, nameless and completely anonymous. However, gauging beauty becomes remarkably easy, just as one can sense the immense beauty within the Taj Mahal without seeing what lies inside its outer walls.


A phase of assumptions begins to circulate among the people around, even among those who know both of us. But searching for such pure relationships with such impure eyes, regarding love, is not as easy for them. I create a maze with intricate words, which anyone can read, but understanding them requires spending a lifetime. Yes, I am speaking of the same time that you and I have spent together in a few moments.


By the way, someday send a paper boat with your name from that corner of the ocean. If it reaches me, I will ignite your name. Along with my name, yes, with the same false name by which people know me.


I have never said that I love you, neither to people nor through these poems and writings. However, I have heard people saying that "I am in love"...!


Shikhar

#prose

#bahraich

#love



Saturday, 19 March 2022

Newcomer (न्यूकमर)

 याद है क्लास का वो लड़का, जो क्लास टाइम, स्पेशल असेंबली के वक्त, एक्जामटाइम और कल्चरल एक्टिविटीज के वक्त तो हमेशा भीड़ से घिरा, पर लंच करते, PT पीरियड में, फ्री पीरियड में, टीमवर्क में हमेशा अकेला रहा। जब साथ में सब खाते खेलते थे तब वो साइड बेंच पर बैठकर खिड़की देखते हुए, हाथ में जूनियर स्कूल में जेमिनी, हाईस्कूल में titan और प्लस 2 में राडो की अपनी घड़ी देखता रहता था, घड़ी इसलिए क्योंकि वक्त बहुत जरूरी है, पर जब दोस्त नहीं रुकते ,तो एक घड़ी कितने दिन रुकेगी। खाना खाने के बाद वो एक एसे लड़के से जो लंच टाइम में बिलकुल उसके जैसा रहता था उससे सैनिटाइजर मांग कर हाथ धुल लेता था। वाशरूम में पता नही कोन उसका चस्मा छीन ले या फिर सबके सामने किसी की गर्लफ्रेंड से बात करने की वजह से उसे गंदे तरीके से तंग करने लगे, इसीलिए सैनिटाइजर। सोचो कैसा लगता होगा हमउम्र बच्चों से भरी जगह में एसे रहना, फिर भी उसकी अटेंडेंस 95 पर्सेंट से ऊपर रहती थी, उसे पसंद जो थीं क्लास की खिड़कियां जिन्हे वो देखता था और assemblies जब सब उसे देखते थे। दर्जन भर स्कूल कॉलेज बदलेगा तो टीचर्स के लिए भले बाकी बच्चों की ही तरह या उनसे बेहतर रहे, पर क्लासमेट्स के लिए तो न्यूकमर ही रहेगा।


तुम्हे तो बस याद ही होगा वो लड़का। मुझसे तो दिन रात, सोते जागते , पढ़ते खेलते वो बातें करता है। मेरे लेख वही लिखता है। और एक लड़की है, जिससे वो बातें करता है।