Life has come a full cycle, I feel. Our four-year old granddaughter J was staring intently at my silver-white hair while I read to her in bed, the close-to-grand-finale to our bedtime ritual. She reached out and very softly patting my head sagely pronounced, “Nana (grandfather), you have some black hair. People who are really, …
Nasheman, the ayrie of love
“Iss mod se jaate hain Kuchh sust-kadm raste, kuchh tez-kadam raahen ..Patthar ki haveli ko, sheeshon ke gharondon mein, tinkon ke nasheman tak Iss mod se jaate hain” – Sampooran Singh “Gulzar” [Passing by this turn/juncture, egress Some leisurely-paced paths, a few fast-moving routes ..To the stone mansion, (through) nests of glass, (until those) abodes …
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