He is fifteen, going on
sixteen!
Those
of you who have seen the movie ‘Sound of Music’ may recollect the song ‘ I am
on sixteen, going on seventeen..’. I did, when my fifteen sent me the first
poem written by him. Here is the poem:
Manzil
jho thi utni paas
Ab door
lagne lagi hae
Dil ki
dhadkan se
Sitaron
ki roshni ban gayi hae
Likh ke
to bata nahi sakta
Uski
kushboo thi kaisi
Shayad
thi kisi apsara ki
Bag ki
poolon jaisi
Khwaabon
ke sunhere panno mein
Likha tha
sirf uska naam
Manzil
thi, voh thi mere jaan
Dhoondta
rehta hoon
Mein uske
koi nishan
Lekin
sirf yaadein milti he
Uske
jaise koi kahani.
In lafzon
mein
Kabhi naa
bata paaunga
Ki kitna
mein use …
Bas ek
aur baar
Dekhna
chahunga.
All
I can say is that it is wonderful to be sixteen. We have all been once and the
butterflies of those days still dance in the gardens of our memories. Eons seem
to have gone by, but then what is life without memories that are balm to the
soul; that make you feel the wonder called love; recollect those gardens of
yore when we roamed free like butterflies, without a worry, without anxieties,
without a thought, without knowing what life held for us in store! Safe in the
knowledge of the love of our parents, comforted by our surroundings, indulging the presence of like minded
friends and living just that day!!
Oh,
it is wonderful to be sixteen and I am happy to see my fifteen becoming
sixteen!
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