भर ले तू भी अपनी उड़ान
बंद घडी भी दिन मै दौ बार सही वक़्त बताती है,
अपना काम वो बंद हो कर भी कर जाती है|
अब क्या बहाना है तेरा, ओ परिंंदे?
जा भर ले तू अपनी वो उड़ान,
आसमान की उचाईया भी तेरा नाम पुकारती है|
Sparrow from my love
A sparrow came and sat by my window, Do you have a letter from my love? I haven’t heard from her since quite a time now. Will you tell me how she is? The sparrow smiled, but did nothing. I searched ever part of it for the smallest bit of paper, Paper which would bring life to my day, Paper with her smell of love and letters of care, But, I found nothing. Didn’t she write anything? The sparrow did nothing, but smiled again. I got sad Maybe I wouldn’t hear from her today. But Wait, how can I see the smile? What’s glowing in his eyes? Why is it so comforting to me? Then it struck upon me, “Tell her that I love her too”, The words came out. And then, Done with his job, He pecked my finger, And went away, Flying high back to where he came from, He gave me my message And my heart too.
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