This week’s post is Ghazal on balance: धागे, captures the mood at a time when everything around seems to be crumbling and at that point, you find something which restores balance in your life. It could be person, symbol, ritual or an object. For me, I looked at my wrist and found that sacred threads tied around my wrist gave me comfort as if I am being hugged by a higher power. I felt optimistic and resilient.
This ghazal on balance is an ode to that object, symbol or person around you who makes you feel at home and more importantly, makes you see the light beyond the tunnel. What is your source of light? Would be great to know. I hope some shers in the ghazal below resonate with you.
Here it goes, Ghazal on balance: धागे
रौशनी की तरह बिखरा है कमरे में सन्नाटा
काश होता कोई स्विच जो मैं बंद कर पाता
लगता है हर बेजान चीज़ कह रही है कुछ मुझसे
बातें हैं जो मेरे मन्न में कैद, कौन है इन्हें बताता
दीवार की फितरत देख याद आया मुझे सनम
बाहें फैला लिपटता हूँ, फिर भी मुड़ कर गले नहीं लगाता
मैं सब्र के पानी से सींच रहा हूँ मन्न का पौधा
वक़्त चंचल है, गुज़रता है और पलट है जाता
मेरी कलाई पर बंधे लाल पीले धागे हैं मेरी पहचान
इनकी गांठों से संभला हूँ वरना कब का बिखर जाता
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