A POEM

Hava mil jaye hava vich
jal
jal vich.

Mitti mil jaye
mitti vich
Agni
Agni vich

Mil jaye khalaa vi
Khalaa vich

Par aie Kavi
kite tere shabdan de kan
Na mil jaan
murh shabdan de thal andar...

My painting.(You and Me)

My painting.(Trees with red flowers)

Black Purse

I don't know
How many times
I took my purse out of my pocket.

I don't know
How much money
I spent from it.

I saved and spent
thousands of rupees.

It kept carefully
many postal stamps.

My I-Card
My identification
My loose papers
Addresses of my friends.

A long piece of time has passed
I don't know
How many times
How many days
How many months
How many years.

But today,
I remembered suddenly
that this black leather purse
YOU bought for me
with a great love.

When it got in to my mind
I shivered
and the black leather purse
also shivered.

The non-living black leather purse
came to know
the language of love...

CHUPP

KINNI CHUPP HAI ZINDAGI
USDE BINA VI
JO KADE NAHI BOLDA........