काश हमारा वक़्त उतना महँगा ना होता

पैसे कमाने

पहचान बनाने

घर से दूर जो हम चले आते 

बड़ी सी दुनिया में ख़ुद को छोटे से बड़ा बनाने आते 

अपने आप को यहाँ ढूँढते ढूँढते 

खो जाते हैं हम रोज़ अपने बारे में सोचते सोचते

बड़ा बनने की ख्वाहिश 

में पीछे रह जाती है छोटी छोटी ख़ुशियों की फ़रमाइश

काश हम उन्हें भी महसूस कर पाते

काश हम उतना ही दूर जाते

जहां से घर वापसी की महंगाई ना आंकते

काश हम इतने ही पैसे कमाते

कि अपनों के लिए वक्त बिताने के लिए वक्त बचा पाते

काश हम में से कुछ लोग फिर से घर जाते 

और उस छोटी सी दुनिया के लिए कुछ कर पाते

उसको बड़ा बनाने की कोशिश कर पाते

जहां अपनों के साथ रह पाते

और रिश्ते और वक्त को ना नापते

उन्हें अमूल्य समझ पाते

काश हमारा वक़्त उतना महँगा ना होता

कि किसी की मदद करने में दोबारा ना सोचता

कि फ़ोन छोड़कर इंसानों के साथ वक्त बिताने में संकोच ना करता

कि अपनी सेहत के लिए वक्त निकालने में आलास ना करता

काश हमारा वक्त उतना महँगा ना होता

कि ख़ुद के हाथ का खाना ईद के चाँद सा नसीब ना होता

कि दो पल सब्ज़ी वाले को मुस्कुराकर धन्यवाद करना भी आसान होता

कि दो पल किसी से ठहरके बात करना भी मामूली सा होता ।

Where’s all that money

The money paid in huge taxes

The money gained by underworld bosses

The money dropped in big temple donation boxes

Yet people dying of hunger and poverty

Yet slums lack of basic amenities 

Yet a child underprivileged unable to study

Yet the homeless living on streets dirty

Yet there is so much distress in the country

Where’s gone all that money

One side of the road there’s a five star hotel

The other side of the story a colony of slum tells

The first one richies pay to come to stay

For experiencing luxury they say

The other feels luxury if they have two meals a day

And wonder if they have enough for the house rent to pay

That road really tells the harsh truths of this world

The opposite sides 

Stay forever in my eyes

All the emotions that this consumerism has burnt

The socialists are vanishing by this capitalist world

What the future sits ahead, seems humanity will never be served.

Too much !

Too much light

Makes us blind

Too much dark

Makes our senses find

Find all the ways, up or down, left or right,

Our eyes adjust in some time

And we’re able to see in the dark night

Too much light

Makes us blind

Too much of any damn thing

That we get in too little effort or timing

Makes us lose the strength taking that in

Too much money

In lottery, or without working its worth,

Makes us lose that fast, dear honey!

Too much fun

Without limits or a reason

Makes it boring soon enough

Too much happiness

And we take it for granted

Too many sad turns

Makes us immune to emotions

Too much light

Makes us blind

Too much food

Makes us a fat dude

Too much of work

Makes our bodies stuck

Too much shopping

Makes our pockets dropping

Too many clothes, objects and all things material

Make our homes and wardrobes all smaller

Too many of screens and gadgets around

Makes us depend on them and be bound

Too many subscriptions, emails or groups

Makes our minds and mailboxes chaotic troops

Too much content consumption in a day

Makes us burnt out in all the wrong ways

The list is endless

But just to make ourselves aware

Too much of anything is just a phase

And leaves us nothing after it goes away

The impact and value is in quality that stays

Doesn’t matter doing more or less, 

What matters is having a meaning and a difference to make.

For the better!