Azure endless skies
With borders of grenadine pink
Stare blank at miles ahead
Without a single blink.
Restless silence in frozen me
Hums within with a buzz, a whirr
Even the clouds look alien and lost
Akin to a stoic philosopher in thoughts.
A wing of virgin and a union jack
Peep at me through an oval window
Pretty hostesses walk like shadows
Trying to enact – ‘service with a smile’.
Home, a fond book …
Friends and other pockets of warmth
Are all left behind.
Swimming away in the void.
Like a dream frozen in time.***
Everything is contained and cold
Saying loud and clear - ‘On business!’
Until…
Mehndi Hassan’s rich voice
A melting resonance, sings
*‘Ab ke hum bichde,
To shayad kabhi khwaabon main milein’
-Pushkar Gunjan
(5:30 P.M.-IST, Oct 1, 2005…midair flying over CIS countries on a Virgin Atlantic flight to Heathrow, London)*‘Ab ke hum bichde, to shayad kabhi khwaabon main milein’ – ‘If we part this time…
…we might meet again in dreams sometime’
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