Maraasim ~ Stories From Urdu

Marasim
(Urdu; Relations/ Connection.)

Your questions are lonely, tired and wrinkling around the mouth now with age.
Yet, you powder and carry them around in your front pocket every day, convinced that any evening now they will meet the right answers and live happily ever after.


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Aadab ~ Stories From Urdu

Aadab
(Urdu; Hello)

Is the music always this loud?
We've only just met, you and I.

So far, you've murmured your job title.
I've complained about the evening commute every day.
You mention that friend we may have in common.

But, I have to stop talking now because  your deep,dimpled smile is just joining us.
I must greet her properly.

Aadab.

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Shiddat ~Stories From Urdu

Shiddat
(Urdu; Intensity)


The heat in a farmer's gaze
When he stares at the skies,
Two weeks before monsoon,
Every year.


Searching for a sign.
Reading between the lines and
Soft rumblings of her fat,
Curly-haired, grey skin uncles.


Rain is his most fickle lover.
And he's never learnt not to believe in her promises.


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Mukammal ~Stories From Urdu

Mukammal
(Urdu; Complete)

Not all love stories get to have a home on that address.


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Betakalluf ~StoriesFromUrdu

Betakalluf 
(Urdu; without formality)

The way you rushed into my heart running,
Without wiping your shoes,
Leaving fresh mud prints and grass stains everywhere.

The way you left in the silence of the night,
Leaving the bed sheet and me, permanently wrinkled.

Betakalluf

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Badastoor ~StoriesFromUrdu

Badastoor
(Urdu; of Habit)

Reaching for the salt, before even taking a bite.

Because all the taste and flavour I'd grown up with, played, passed notes to and fought with, is on that stone kitchen slab,
Sitting patiently inside the meal my mother had made.
Still waiting for me to come home.

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