Monday, March 2, 2009

You will do well - - - -

He was lying there,
encased in a glass, refrigerated box,
air conditioned accommodation,  he could never afford in his life,
we were at Naukuchiatal,  preparing to go to Haldwani,
for shopping,
we had to change our programme and rush to NOIDA instead,
knowing completely well that he will not be there,
yet expecting him to be there at the door,
thrilled to see his beloved daughter and me, at the prospect of  a session of a few 'Large drinks' in the evening.
he would have made 'Saag Meat'
FAUZI DAAMAAD  DAARU  LAYA  HAI,
to ho jaaye, !!!!!!!
Ho jaaye
I miss you,
We miss you a lot Uncle,
When we made our home , We had a desire that you could come and spend some happy days with us, your daughter, your grandson and me,
DAARU and Saag Meat ??
just when we were planning,
you had to leave in a hurry,
'He' up there has another role cut out for you,
you will do well, I know
you will do well
we would in the mean time lead our lives,
happily,
just the way you dreamt for your daughter,
only
when I come on leave ,
there will be DAARU
but no one to share it with
and no ,SAAG MEAT,
kehte hain na
 
KABHI KISI KO MUQAMMAL JAHAAN NAHIN MILTA















1 comment:

manav musings said...

dear ranbir,
well written.
both son and father in the blog sphere!!!
where is mother???
LILLY you too join in
it will be as good jugalbandi in cyberspace as it is on the hard ground when you three are together