आज. क्यूँ ऐसा लगा
तुमसे दोस्ती कर लें….
…. जान पहचान हुए
अर्सा हो गया
यह चेहरा
कुछ अपना सा लगा…
… आँखों में आंखें डाले
अर्सा हो गया
हाथ थामा है अब
तो गर्माहट का अह्सास हुआ…
… ठंड में नर्म धूप का लुफ्त लिए
अर्सा हो गया
आज जब बैठे
तो सदियों के किस्से याद आये…
… फुर्सत कि दोपहर चुरा कर सोना
अर्सा हो गया
तुमसे आज फिर मुलाकात हुई
अछा सा लगा…
… नए दोस्त बनाए
अर्सा हो गया
आज क्यूँ ऐसा लगा
तुमसे दोस्ती कर लें…
… रिश्ता हमारा हुए
अर्सा हो गया
The skillet of cast iron
Harness the heat
ingredient blend in proportion
spices sinking deep
Each bit done for the craving mouth
nothing goes waste
expressed on the grateful tongue
That we know as the taste
Taste lies
not in the fire
That heats
Nor in the skillet
That suffers the heat
Nor in the ingredients
That is cooked
Nor on the tongue
That tastes
Taste lies
In the moment
that bring it all together
Taste lies
in the hand that stirs
That blends the family together
The man of details
Full of imagination
always thinking
always young
The best is not enough
For the seeker of best
always new
Always young
The myths imagined or created
Story teller recreates the epics
Always spectacular
Always young
Deligent and meticulous
Order, is the purpose
Always neat
Always young
Unwilling to share worries
But always worrying for us
Always a friend
Always young
Thanks Achan, for being you
The charming
The handsome
And forever young
Warm as a rose
Beyond the seen, in Red
Unseen is the glow
