Imprisoned sky: Quaid aasmaan

Quaid aasmaan

Uss shaam meri khidki se
Baadalon ko aag ki aaghosh mein dekha
Door imaaraton par raakh gir rahi thi
Hawaa garam saansein lekar
Raat mein apni sharmindagi chhupane ke liye be-bas
Khatkhatane lagi meri khidki par
Uske jalte hue jism ko thi meri zaroorat
Paani ki chheentein to pohunch nahin sakte itni oonchaee tak
Tau aasman ko hi quaid kar diya
Yeh aur baat hai ki salaakhon ke peechhe tau main hoon

~FV

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Obviously, the poem is not ‘true’. I recall being in the kitchen and running to get the camera to capture the scene. This was on July 23, 5.49 pm. I completely forgot that the grilles were in the way and beyond my reach. So I went into my room and took another picture. This time through the glass. I have put up these perfectly imperfect photographs to show how we need to throw open our doors and windows to revel in the immensity of nature or free minds. And neither can ever be imprisoned.