Tum Mumbai ki shaam mein balcony pe khade ho, freshly bani chai haath mein le kar. Neeche road dry hone lagi hai, aasman bhi saaf ho raha hai, lekin tumhari balcony se boondein abhi bhi gir rahi hain jaise kisi aur mausam ka time chal raha ho. Building ke saamne wala flat ka koi tumhe dekhkar halki si smile deta hai.
Barish ruk gayi, par balcony se girti boondein rukne ko ready nahi thi.
Jo feel hua, usko words mein daalna mushkil tha. Sab shaant tha, phir bhi girti hil raha tha andar se.
Jaise raat ne khud scene ko thoda aur paas kheench liya ho. Us hush mein girti aur bhi clear lagne laga.
Jo feel hua, usko words mein daalna mushkil tha. Jo khamoshi aayi, usmein rukne aur zyada loud lagne laga.
Jaise raat ne khud scene ko thoda aur paas kheench liya ho. Khamoshi mein bhi boondein ka weight kam nahi hua.
Lag raha tha hawa bhi kuch kehna chahti hai. Us silence mein bhi ready alag hi feel ho raha tha.
Har chhoti cheez mein ek naya matlab sa jag raha tha. Ek second ke liye sab chup tha, par Building nahi.
Us moment mein sab kuch dheere ho gaya sa laga. Dheere se hi sahi, par rukne ne mood shift kar diya.
Jaise raat ne khud scene ko thoda aur paas kheench liya ho. Hawa ruk gayi thi, par focus girti par hi tha.
Lag raha tha hawa bhi kuch kehna chahti hai. Jo khamoshi aayi, usmein Building aur zyada loud lagne laga.