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Those wonderful nights when resting on our beds we talked. Shared the moments. We were the best friends. The years gone by have taught us a lot. We have gained a lot in the years gone by. The tears that passed year left in our eyes, though I know will never come back, shall never flow out again due to each one of us. May be in the coming year you and I chose to be on different paths. But somewhere in my mind I know the consequences of being away from you. Well I don't want to be in your good books again by taking all things around because you know who I am and how I'm?? Having you as a Best Friend of almost 3 years was a great fun. I learnt a lot from you. Even the words would fall short if asked, how? The answer cannot believe given. 2017, definitely I'm going to miss you TO THE AND BACK. Though half of the previous year also went speechless. We haven't shared anything for a good time now. I pray that God brings good to you and me. We both have been through a lot.

"I woukd like to thank you for what I'm today!! Though you may not realize, but it's you who made me what I'm now. I can fake things with the world outside, but I'm always real in front of you. Not being materialistic. I try to be what I am and not what the world around expects me to be. I have plenty of emotions inside me That are dying everyday when we don't share Giving birth to the new thoughts. I always wonder if we ever would be able to bounce back Everything, I mean, whatever the memories that have been made I wish those days would have never been lived. The most annoying part of my life's journey is you making an exit A Best Friend asking another not to talk. Life's boring and its kind of syndrome that I will go through my entire life. Though, my poems will still reveal you somewhere The most captivating part in my writings will always be you. It would be a new year and Let's wish each other a very happy and prosperous life

"I miss you. No, I'm not complaining. Nor I'm asking you to be normal with me. Just letting you know that I really miss you. And its explanation does not require any sub-title. Nor do I expect you to come and fix it. If you do that would be great and if not; I'll never regret upon that. No guilt, no anger, no remorse, no regrets. The reason being I don't want you to feel bad for it or to tell me that it will get fone with time. May be this was what we were destined to!! Falling apart. I just want you to know that I miss you. My hands feel empty and my mind all deserted. May be I'll never make any Best Friend. May be I'll never be able to trust any person as much as I trusted you. I'm sad. But the sadness hardly matters to me these days. The reason being, when something becomes the mode of living, we hardly curse it. And just to let you know I have made myself that way. 'I MISS YOU & I WANTED YOU TO KNOW THAT'."        -  Pushkin Ch

"One day when we grow old we would tend to look back on our past Thinking about the time when we built up the memories that would long last The signages of ageing would be there on our body And the most visible would be the wrinkles under our eyes The hair also will change their color And sitting on our rocking chair we will count the dollar Trying to relive those days Which will never come back Seeing our parents getting old Standing in front of mirror we will see ourselves turning old, day by day Our Love for each other would, I believe, never fade And the loyalty would definitely get paid Having been written ample till that time You still would remain the most CAPTIVATING part of my poetry And before mixing up with the Air We would write the book of friendship that never would be written, Ever."                        - Pushkin Channan 

Come. Stand by my side. Do not worry. I won't trouble you. I promise to stand with you in every walk of your life. Give me a hug. Ensure me your presence whenever needed. Promise me that we will be the Best Friends again. Promise me that we will be siblings from another mother. Promise me that we will not leave each other ever. May the good God shower his blessings on you. May you not fall sick ever again. May you not get bed ridden. May you get/achieve anything and everything that you aspire of and dream of becoming. Do not just over burden yourself. Do not get addicted to. Do not let something over power you. For the reason you are meant to rule the world. You are the founder of your own happiness. You will, in the years to follow, learn to prioritize people and time. Do not hate anyone. For the reason they are all God's creatures. Just love yourself and let yourself lead by an example. Let people around make you their idol and learn from you. Do not fear and have faith in G

'There are some nightmares I don't want to wake up from. For the reason in these nightmares we are still each other's friends. In these nightmares I'm still your Best Friend. We still catch up on the same road and drive to same old shopping arena. In these nightmares, we still are able to steal out some time for each other. You still laugh in the same manner and same energy in which you used to!! May be I tend to write more but you will always remain the most captivating part of my poetry. And I'll consider you the most happening and energetic person that I ever came across. May be we come across each other and ask to spend little time as we used to when young. Or may be just have another cup of coffee in the same outlet. We may lend supporting hands to each other when the world outside will laugh on our failures. No matter what, it always has been great, always been wonderful having you around. So what makes me call these dreams as nightmares?? May be because whe

"With the pass of time, yes, we will grow Old and big With the flow of time, for sure, there will be signs of ageing on our faces The wrinkles and the dark circles will tell about our age. No need to speak out the number, let our body do the same. We'll see ourself putting into the shoes of our parents; earning livelihood. We'll have ourselves surrounded by the noise of kids, after marriage. With the pass of time, no doubt, our hair will turn white and brown We'll have kids in the neighborhood calling us uncle & aunt. With the flow of time we may see ourselves fading away With the flow of time we will be seated on our rocking chair lying in verandah And while having the sip of hot coffee we might feel sleepy And while on the chair we might sleep with sun rays falling partially, through ventilator. And with the closed eyes there would be a movie of still pictures played. With the flashback over ruling our mind We might, for one last time, do all the

To Dear Best Friend, 01/December/2016 "There are so many things that I would like to share with you. Face to Face. The feelings that are trying to save themselves from getting drowned in the river of time. There is much more. 'Unsaid and Unshared things’, that I have kept limited to myself. And in this special letter, you would find some part of mine if not whole. You will find a part of my heart pen down beautifully in blue ink. The memories of my early days, when I was new in this wonderful place. The city that introduced me to you and the time when we became each other's best friend too. I can still recall those midnight chats, that we had while resting on our beds. The confidentiality that they carried and the privacy that we maintained. Your golden words of praise when I felt like a big disgrace. This letter comes to thank you, friend, for all your patience, and the counsel and the guidance when I felt all alone in the mid of the way. You helped me shape

“It's again the middle of the night, and My eyes trying to get closed because of the sleep they had Because of the tiredness that body carried And I telling my mind not to go with what those pair said, because The best was coming out of me When my pen listened to me instead of bleeding on boss’s words That was the time when my pen and my mind had parity The thoughts coming out in the same manner as water flowing from some sea into the ocean. Well I wish I succeed in that one day…”             - Pushkin Channan 

“It was that same night again Moon surrounded by the stars somewhere high in the sky Making a safe home for it to get hidden somewhere in the galaxy that was its own. That same night saw a different me in me I stood up on the roof top awake. The calmness that now disturbed the tranquility of my mind Trying to search for some noise at night while gazing at sky The sky which remains silent during night time. Mat be some smile was missing on my face My eyes had enough of tears in them. Lips trying to chant something May be some name or may be some prayer I wish some night I'm able to achieve what I have been missing since long May be a night would come with a chapter of my victory written in it.”      - Pushkin Channan 

“The color RED does not implicate the blood But the pain that my heart, mind and soul carry The pain of burden The pain of achieving the dreams The pain of family's trust in me Of achieving the high goals in life The pain that comes out because of the fear of being unsuccessful May be this would be overcome with the flow of time Or may be I may just get used to it; the way we get used to environment around us.”    - Pushkin Channan 

“Let another year end Yes we will celebrate our friendship. The relation that has been shared for over years now And hoping for the best in the years to follow To be the best for one another To be besties for every additional year To thank God for the beautiful gift that he gave. To thank for everything that came our way. When all seemed hopeless and out of our reach There were two of us standing To lend a hand To make up the fallen stand Standing being each other's best Standing in the worst, sharing the bad Present in the victory and asking not to show off, the Success. Let the new year start and we again will wish each other success And try to be each other's best.”           - Pushkin Channan 

“Let's walk that old street Where once we had lived The streets on which once we used to play Where neighbors used to scream when Cricket ball used to hit the pane The manholes on the road where we used to jump in the water And getting scared because of the fear of any alligator Mom asking to go to shop and Dad warns to concentrate on the on-going clause Friends trying to call out the name for another Gentleman's game to be played Well sister shouting for her missing chocolate And I trying to hide myself behind the gate Brother asking for his wrist watch because I, he knew, had lost that Those days were great when the errors were made and All were ignored Let's walk on that Street once again before the map gets changed.”         - Pushkin Channan            

“Best Friends, the title we share No matter how far we are or for how long we don't talk The title will still be shared among us We talk, we smile We shout, we cry We fear because of the fact we care Tears are shed, love is spread And in a way our love and anger is justified Secrets are traded Privacy is invaded No questions, no answers No emotions hurt Peace of mind over the past few months Is all that we have been concentrating on Doesn't matter if we don't meet But it does matter if don't talk!! If you call I'll always pick If you fall you will find me always to pick Years back, a promise we made ‘BEST FRIENDS FOREVER’ And in my heart I know that It will never fade.”        - Pushkin Channan

“यूँ ही अचानक एक दिन ऐसे ही गायब हो गई तुम बिना एक आखरी बात के बिना एक आखरी चाय के यूँ ही चली गई तुम। ज़रा खबर तो पहुंचवा दी होती शायद आखरी झलक पाने के लिए मुझे ना ना बोलती तुम। दोस्त थे, दोस्त रहंगे ऐसा वायदा किया था शायद हमने चलो कोई नहीं!! ये बस बातें हैं। इन बातों का कोई मोल नहीं होता आज के समय में। कहते हैं जो होता है अच्छा ही होता है। देखो उस अच्छाई में आज कहाँ पहुँचने की ख्वाहिश रखते हैं हम और तुम। मुसाफिर की तरह ऐसे ही बीच रस्ते में अकेला छोड़ कर मंज़िल की ओर मय्यसर हो गई तुम। वैसे तुम्हारे जाने के बाद बहुत इन्तज़ार किया था तुम्हारा शायद मन बदल जाए और एक बार पीछे मुड़ कर देख लो तुम। गया हुआ वक़्त और वक़्त के साथ बदले हुए लोग कभी लौट कर नहीं आते। देखो ज़रा इसी बीच तुम कितनी आगे निकल गई चलो अच्छा है। कभी ना कभी तो करना ही था। खैर चलो उम्मीद करता हूँ तुम जहाँ भी रहोगी तरक्की ही करोगी। और अपनी सेहत का ध्यान भी बखूबी रखोगी तुम। चलो ख़याल रखना अपना तुम यूँ छोड़ कर क्या गई, ये ज़िन्दगी ताश के पत्तों की तरह बिखर गई। बस आजकल उन्ही को समेटने में वक़्त गुज़र जात

“कुछ बातें हैं जो आज तक किसी से कही नहीं कुछ लम्हें हैं जो अभी तक जिए नहीं और शायद अकेले जिये भी ना जाएँ। कुछ शिक्वे अभी भी दिल में हैं जिनकी माफ़ी माँगना बाकी है। कुछ उन लम्हों की गुस्ताखी माफ़ करानी है जब तुम असल में हँस सकते थे। उन आखों से निकले हुए आंसुओं की माफ़ी मांगनी है जो कहीं और काम आ सकते थे। रातों को सोते वक़्त ज़िन्दगी का यूँ मौत से मिलना और मुझे कानो कान खबर भी ना होना एहसास दिलाता है के अपनी ज़िन्दगी भी वक़्त की मोहताज है। है अपनी लेकिन चलती कभी अपने इशारे पर नहीं है। अपनों का साथ भी कभी कभी पराया सा लगने लगता है कभी ऐसा कुछ घटित हो जाता है जिसकी सपने में भी कल्पना नहीं की होती। एक लॉ ऐसी जली है जो बुझनी मुश्किल है बस एक बार और उसे बुझाना है ज़िन्दगी को फिर एक बार जीना है वो एक आखरी बार सोने से पहले फ़िर से बच्चे की तरह हंसना है। ना किसी की परवाह होगी ना किसी का डर बस मंज़िल की ओर अग्रसर होना है। हवाएँ भी अपना रुख बदलेंगी और सूर्य की रौशनी और अधिक होगी। रात को चाँद भी पूरा निकलेगा और जुगनू भी दिखाई देंगे। कुछ बातें जो किसी से कही नहीं शायद आख

  “There are certain things that I have never shared Some secrets that have not been disclosed Some apologies which are yet to be made for the mistakes that are yet to be committed May be we understand with the flow of time May be we start things from scratch, or Start from where we last left And feel that nothing got ever stopped Everything, was fine. But then that would be just a fake truth that we will tell to our self Maybe just to overcome the sadness that would otherwise had been caused and disturbed the tranquility Maybe we live our Best moment that time Will let the world know the true meaning of friendship May be we talk about all the things that went unsaid and unheard in the days, months, and years passed by Maybe we again will capture that moment in our life with the lens of my DSLR And while on the bed during night, I will write another poem, another letter which would be hotline to our hearts.”                  - Pushkin Channan 

“वो मोहल्ले के लोग कुछ न कुछ तो कहेंगे तुम परवाह ना करना। वो हज़ारों ऐसे ही तुम्हें ताने देंगे तुम कभी उनकी बात का जवाब ना देना। ये रैना भी यूँ ही बीत जाएगी जैसे हर सुबहो के बाद शाम का आना। वो आँगन में तेरा यूँ ही जाना और उन फ़ूलों का यूँ महक जाना। कभी कभी याद आता है हर वो लम्हा जो आज याद बनकर कहीं लापता सा गया है। वो मोहल्ले के लोग कुछ कहेंगे, तुम परवाह ना करना।”                        -Pushkin Channan

“It was the completion of one year that went talk-less And before I celebrate it, I must witness the past. I must witness the moments that made us both smile and cry. Those days should be looked into through the window of memories That made us what we are today!! And 'I’ must suffer before I survive another year. I must realize the days I made you cry; you could have actually smiled For the reason those gone days won't ever come back!! Though my poetry doesn't rhyme, But they take ample amount of pain to be pen down, they hide.”                 - Pushkin Channan 

To Dear Diary (Best Friend) Date - 06/August/2016 It has been really a long time that we have spoken to each other. Though you don’t speak but that essence is sufficient. Your presence is more than enough for me. Over the last few days or you may call it weeks, I have been a person of a reserved kind. I don’t understand what type of person I am becoming!! Whatever, I am OK with my loneliness because that is the time when no one bothers me. Least expectations from the world and from me to the world. Me and you in the middle of the night talking to each other. Your pages being inked in blue with my Ferrari.  The feeling of being in love with you is always unexplainable. You know what, I miss her badly. The one who was and is always responsible to bring out my best in me. My Best Friend. My no words of praise can summarise her. No means of communication. I respect her anger, her craziness, her talkative nature and above all it is the Simplicity of hers. Just get well soon. I c

There were winters in the town. And the cold breeze still had not started to flow. The impact of hard summers were still on. The mountains around the valley had the snow. The impact of which would long to come to the plains. Maybe another lifetime. Don't even know the cause of it. Even the migratory birds were now seen escaping from the land that had changed in ghe manner of not accepting the seasonal change. Even the nature was seen backing off from accepting the reality. The time had changed. And so the mother nature & nature of the people around. Maybe they now had to wait the things to get back to normal. But unfortunately didn't know the time duration."          - Pushkin Channan 

"Maybe with the flow of time the memories will also fade away Maybe with the flow of time the wrinkles on your face will grow even deeper Your hair for sure will turn red & white And I still want you to be the same as you are now Though your voice will become heavier And those dark circles under your eyes Will add to your beauty in the coming time Maybe we still will remain the best friends Maybe you will still call me your freaking friend / brother And may be we still will not have voice talk Just few messages filled with emotions and anger. That displays the never ending love, care and affection."                              - Pushkin Channan

"The days have changed, the dates have rolled over And all I have been doing is wait for that moment When you and I go for another drive Where we get the crazy part of ours out We were the Best Friends and I want that relation to continue Where we remain brother-sister from another mother The cup of coffee, the shopping, the crazy drive all have been memorable with you Made me allow to have memories in my head The memories that are responsible for the smile and cry on my face May be, I don't know, it might take another lifetime as I can see the days changing and the dates again getting rolled over."                           Pushkin Channan 

I’ve been taught to set fires, to salt open wounds, to break bones, in order to defend my life. But I haven’t been taught the two most important things that should have come prior: how to apologize and how to forgive, in order to  defend my sanity.....           - Pushkin Channan

"I always believed that we would find our way back to each other every time we get annoyed. But this it felt like final. Like I would never see you again, or that when I do, it would be different- There would be a mountain between us. Not the natural one but the mountain of our own thoughts and imaginations that will rule our mind over the next few years. The thoughts that will make our mind a nest. And may be that mountain measures more than the highest peak in the world. I knew it in my bones. This was the high time. Finally the choice had to be made. You made your choice and forcing me to do the same. And somewhere I knew it won't be possible. And keeping that obstinacy apart we both let each other go. Choosing this to be our destiny!!"                           - Pushkin Channan

Sometimes they just wished the day does not end, Now they don't even want to meet. Sometimes they went out to shop together, Now even those shops are deserted. Sometimes they drove madly on the roads causing all chaos, Now even the traffic police misses that fun. Sometimes the time spent together looked less, Now even the time has stopped bothering. Old days, they worried about each other, These days, they don't even bother to. Earlier, even the whisper of either would create a trouble, Presently, even the loudest of the loud cry didn't disturb. Once the Best Friends were now the strangers with all the secrets, Ironically, with a choice.                             - Pushkin Channan

May be it was too late now to understand that the conversations would not take place ever. May be it was little too late realize to realize that history is never going to strike again, The Good. The good is not going to happen. The seed of hatred that was grown couple of years back had now grown into a big tree. And it had the same fruit with different taste. The taste of being isolated, sorrow, never getting back to normal. I wish the tree one day has the fruit of friendship & love. That was initially sown before someone came and planted the different one. May be the characters Hum - Tum become the Best Friends again, before the story ends. Though the life is long but the time is very less and hence can be the journey. They sprinkled friendship around them but their in their own life one never wanted to see others face and other always prayed for ones well being and coming back. A nice story of friendship may get a happy ending. 

"It always seems to amaze me how quickly a change occurs, Like a constant flowing river of near icy cold water, Like the tides change the bringing newness, Like the wind blows in fresh air, I know things never remain the same, but this time its just not fair. I feel like I just met you and you just moved away, And I smile shyly knowing that that was your last day. I pray we will keep in touch, I pray, because the past, I'd say those things and try it but those things don seem to last. You are the #First #FRIEND that I met here, I cherish you a bunch, Although our times been very short, know, I love you very much . One day I know you will call me and ask me how I am?? But who knows if my address would be the same or my contact number in your phone still remains the same. But having faith in God, I trust you would at least mail me and ask me how I am. And that's going to be the same. All I hope is our friendship lasts, the test of time, so pure. I do have a l

....and the day came in life when they decided to move on. One moved on because of the dreams to be fulfilled while another moved on in life to match the competency level. SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST. One found a new job while another continued with the old one. The strange part was the moved on individuals were once the best friends and now the strangers, but with a choice. Though I feel that once you know a person deeply, he/she is never a stranger. No matter for how long you don't talk. Best friends still remain the best at heart. But this time it's a prodigy here. None of them were in contact anymore now. The history repeated itself. And this time he was again at the losing end. Residing in the same city they both didn't have the clue about each other. Once the best friends, were now turned into strangers where time played a major role along with the destiny. Once when every incident was shared, the time changed so drastically now that she doesn't even want to listen t

Years back, I don't know what I was like and who I was? Though I would be the same as today, my name says it all. The statement seems to be a hypothetical. the reason being the fact is not clear!! Though years from now, I promise to b a better person as compared to present and knowing the reality of the world, I would limit myself from being available for everyone. Just the selected bunch of people around me. And those selected ones depend on the circles I make. The less I chill with the less bullshit I will deal with. Just love the people, in-fact the good people those who respect your presence and miss your absence. Apart from family if you are able to get such friends, you are the most luckiest one. Trust me, its hard to find selfless friends who be-friend you because you are good human being. Trust me if you find them do not let them go. Just be loyal to each other. Honesty is the best policy, after-all. 

“वो ऊँचे नीले आसमान में उड़ते हुए पंछी वो गहरे पानी में तैरती मछलियाँ वो लंबी इमारतों का आकाश को छूना मुझे इशारा कर रहे थे के ज़िन्दगी में सब कुछ आसान है। वो छोटे बच्चों का मदमस्त रहना वो गिर के फिरसे खड़े हो जाना कुछ तो ख़ास है इनकी हर मुस्कान में जो बड़े बड़े भी गलतियाँ अन्देखी कर देते हैं। मैंने खुद को भी समझाया के क्यों हर पल तू रहता घबराया जो है होना उसके लिए फिर कैसा माफीनामा। मैंने दिल को ये समझाया के दिल आखिर तू क्यों फिकर करता है जो होना है वो तो होना है।” Pushkin Channan 

"There’s no escaping and no denying,  I must admit it’s true I could never, ever love another  as much as I love you. You’ve helped me to see things clearly, Softer and far more tender than ever before, You’ve taught me, told me, inspired me, showed me. Every day that passes, I can love you only more. You’ve held my hand and listened  as I’ve bawled and screamed and cried. You’ve embraced me when I needed it the most,  and calmed the wounded beast that was hurting inside. You were patient and kind, never once did you mind w hen I thought I had lost my faith in it all. I knew you’d understand and be there for me. Never once did you let me fall. In you I have found my best of friends, You are more than I could ask. To describe the indescribable  Is now my most formidable task. I value each time we've shared together  But as our days turn to months and years, I see memories replacing those beautiful time that pass just like a water in the river. A

"दिल आखिर तू क्यों रोता है दुनिया का तरीका जब तुझे पता होता है दोस्ती भी ख़ास किसी से क्यों करता है दिल आखिर तू क्यों रोता है?? ये आंसू जब पलक तक आता है सूख कर निशान आपने छोड़ जाता है ये धूप, ये ग़म सब तेरा साथी बन जाता है मैंने दिल को ये समझाया दिल आखिर तू क्यों रोता है दुनिया में तो यूँ ही होता है।"                                                 - Pushkin Channan

"उस शोर में भी एक खामोशी सी थी। जब शाम को दफ्तर से मैं घर लौट रहा था, एक अजीब सा सन्नाटा था मानो सभी को एक सांप सूंघ गया था। उस शोर में एक ख़ामशी सी थी, जब ट्रेन में चढ़कर मैंने ये एहसास किया के सभी चेहरे नए थे। उस शोर में आज एक खामोशी देखी जब सदियों बाद मैं अपने घर की पुरानी गलियों में गया और महसूस किया के पड़ोसी बदल गए हैं। उस बच्चे की रोने की रोने की आवाज़ की खामोशी आज मैंने उस माँ के चेहरे पर देखी। अपने बच्चों की ख्वाहिशों को पूरा न कर पाने की दर्द की खामोशी आज मैंने उस पिता की आँखों में महसूस की । मैंने आज वो खामोशी भी देखी जब रक्षाबंधन पर बहन इस ज़िद पर खाना नहीं खाती के भाई को राखी बाँध कर उसके हाथ से पहला निवाला खाऊँगी। मैंने आज हर शोर में ख़ामोशी देखि और महसूस की...... 

ज़िन्दगी का मैं मज़ा ले रहा था। एक रोज़ ऐसे ही शाम को मैंने अपने दफ्तर की खिड़की से नीचे झाँक कर देखा रोज़ की भाग दौड़ से हटकट मैंने सोचना चाहा जब लीग से हट कर मैंने कुछ देखने की कोशिश की तो ऐसा कुछ दिखा जिसकी कल्पना AC में बैठने वाला नहीं कर सकता। मुझे वो टूटा हुआ घर दिखा जिसमे अँधेरा छाया हुआ था दर-अ -सल वो घर नहीं था, वो तो एक रेत का टीला था जिसे वो आज बहार खड़ा होकर फिरसे बिखरते हुए देख रहा था । उस मौके की तलाश में दिख रहा था के कब वो तूफ़ान रुके और कब फिरसे वो अपना आषियाना सजाये। वो आशियाना जो उसके लिए किसी महल किसी महल से कम नहीं था......                                  - Pushkin Channan

यहाँ लोग बैठे हैं, फिर भी अजीब शांति सी है । वो कीबोर्ड पर चलती हुई उँगलियों से आने वाली आवाज़ ऐसा लग रहा था कोई टेबल बज रहा हो। वो computer के mouse की cursor की आवाज़ लग रहा था कोई आवाज़ को कम ज़्यादा कर रहा हो। उस रौशनी में  एक आवाज़ सुनी जो बंद कमरे को  थी। मगर ना जाने फिर भी एक शांति सी लग रही थी । उस अँधेरे में जब मैंने एक माँ को दूध पिलाते देखा तो शांति क्यों है आया । उस पिता को जब मैंने अपनी खुशियां कुर्बान करते देखा तो शांति का मतलब समझ आया । जब बहन घर में कुंवारे बैठे देखा तो शान्ति का मतलब समझ आया। जब भाई को मैंने अपने शौक मारते हुए देखा तो शान्ति का मतलब समझ आया। ये शांत मन ना जाने कितने सवाल लिए बैठा होगा बस सवाल वहीं ख़तम हो जाते हैं जहाँ दिल दिमाग की सुन लेता है।                                - Pushkin Channan

आज फिर एक बार तस्वीरों से बात करने को मन हुआ मुश्किल ये थी के तस्वीरें बोला नहीं करती और ये भी सुना है जिस दीवार पर वो होती हैं उनके आज कल उनके कान भी होने लगे हैं। मैं फिर से रोज़ की तरह जाकर बिस्तर पर लेट गया, मगर ये रात पहले वाली रातों से अलग थी, और उन पलों को जीने की कोशिश करता रहा जब कुछ वक़्त के लिए ही सही, मगर सब सही था। उन पलों को दोहराने की वो नाक्याम्ब कोशिश करता रहा क्योंकि लिखे हुए पन्नों पर दोबारा नहीं लिखा जाता। ये कदम बीएस मंज़िल की ओर पहुँचने ही वाले थे के मेरी आखों ने जी मुझे धोखा दे दिया।               - Pushkin Channan

"कभी उन पुरानी दीवारों को छेद कर देखना तुम्हें अंदाज़ा हो जाएगा के वक़्त कितना बलवान होता है। कभी फूटपाथ पर उन बच्चों को देख लेना इस बात का यकीन हो जाएगा के सोने के लिए मखमल का बिस्तर ज़रूरी नहीं। कभी अपने घर के बहार झाँक कर देखना शायद तुम्हें फेंके हुए खाने की कीमत मालूम हो जाए। कभी घर के पास वाले आश्रम में जा कर देखना शायद तुम रिश्तों की एहमियत को जान जाओ। कभी हज़ारों के बीच एक अकेले आदमी को बैठे देखना शायद तुम समझ जाओ के ज़िन्दगी में दोस्तों का होना भी ज़रूरी होता है। शायद तुम्हें हर रिश्ते की एहमियत मालूम हो जाए। शायद तुम ये जान जाओ के कैसा लगता है जब कोई अपना उठ के जाता है। शायद तुम उसी दर्द को समझ जाओ जब कोई अपना खास अलविदा बोल देता है......"           

“वो कमरे की छत पर खड़े होना और तेज़ रफ़्तार गाड़ियों को जाते देखना महसूस हुआ के ज़िन्दगी भी इसी रफ़्तार के साथ आगे बढ़ रही है इस बात का एहसास भी हुआ के अब जिये पल आगे चल के यादें बन जाएंगे वो तेज़ हवाओं का चलना और कुछ इस तरह रुख बदलना जैसे ज़िन्दगी के बदलते उसूल सिखा रही हो वो छोटे बच्चों को खेलते देख, मुझे अपने भी दिन याद आये जब गिल्ली डंडा खेलने की ज़िद लिए मेरा पापा के पास जाना और जवाब मिलना के पहले काम खत्म करो वो बारिशो में जाके नहाना और घर से माँ की गुस्सैल आवाज़ आना के बेटा बिमार पड़ जाओगे कमरे की छत पर खड़े होकर ये एहसास हुआ के ये बढ़ती उमर और ढलता शरीर तो वक़्त की मार थी असल में दिल तो हमेशा ही बच्चा रहता है, बस ज़िन्दगी दौड़ जीतने के लिए बड़ा बना देते हैं।”                  - Pushkin Channan 

“वो पुराने ख़त जब पढ़े तो ये आँखें रो पड़ी वो पुराने पल याद करके एक बार फिर ये आँखें उस गम के दरिया में डूब गई। वो एक झलक देखने को जब दिल तरस गया तो उस गलि चला गया जहाँ से दिन की शुरुआत करते हैं वो। जब लगा के यादों के गहरे दरिया में ये मन डूबने लगा तो एक बार फिर उसी जगह चला गया जहाँ कभी यादें बुनी जा रही थीं। जब मन कभी वो आवाज़ सुनने को बेचैन हुआ वो रिकॉर्डिंग सुन ली जो कभी ऐसे ही भेजी थी ये एहसास भी कितना अजीब होता है, दूरियाँ अक्सर दोस्ती का एहसास करा जाती हैं और नफ़रतें अक्सर मुहोब्बत की असलियत बयान कर जाती हैं।”       Pushkin Channan 

"मैं अक्सर उन गलियों में जाया करता हूँ  जहाँ कभी रौनक रहा करती थी।  मैं अक्सर वो किताबों के पन्ने पलट दिया करता हूँ  जिन्हें दीमक लगने वाली होती है ।  मैं अक्सर वो तस्वीरें देख लेता हूँ  जो अब यादें बन गईं हैं ।  मैं अक्सर उन लम्हों को फिर से जीने की ख्वाहिश रखता हूँ  जो शायद अब फिर नहीं मिल पाएंगे।"                           - Pushkin Channan

"That night was wonderful. Sitting on the roof top When I saw the shining stars. The stars that depicted the beauty of shining Even when alone in the sky. And that shine used to get even more beautified  With the moon throwing its light. The cold breeze that was blowing that night Making the air the mode of message. the message to those who have been apart for long now. I wish the messages do get conveyed by this natural messenger."                                 - Pushkin Channan

सिसकियाँ लेते हुए यूँ ही मैं सिरहाने पर सर रख कर सो गया ऐसा लग रहा था मानो माँ की गोद में सो रहा हूँ । आज फिर मैंने उसको याद करने की गुस्ताखी की वो भी होशियार निकले, हमारे खत ही बे नज़र कर दिए । बारिशों में चलते हुए मानो ये शरीर गल सा गया है ये रास्ता भी अब मुझे मंज़िल नहीं दिखा रहा। ज़रा झाँक कर देखना अपनी खिड़की से नीचे तुम अंदाज़ा हो जाएगा के ऊंचाई पर बैठने वाले अक्सर धोखा खा जाय करते हैं। मुहोब्बत नहीं थी कभी तुमसे मुझे ये बस गहरी दोस्ती थी जिसे ज़माने ने बदनाम कर दिया ।                         Pushkin Channan

"अपनी डायरी  के वो पुराने पन्ने पलटते पलटते आज फिर ये आँखें रो पड़ी ऐसा लग रहा था के वो मेरे पास ही बैठे थे और मेरे रोने का मज़ा लूट रहे थे । किसी की परछाई दिखी, मानो के जैसे एक हाथ उठा हो चुप कराने के लिए आधी रात को वो आवाज़ मेरे कानो को चीरती हुई बोल रही थी मत रो, यहीं तेरे पास हूँ मै। मगर वो भी धोखा ही था - नज़रों का, खयालों को, मेरी उम्मीदों का। वो अपनी ज़िन्दगी की कश्मकश में मशरूफ थे अपने घर के आँगन में शाम को चाय का मज़ा लूट रहे थे। ज़हन ने सवाल किया के वो हाथ किसका था, वो आवाज़ किसकी थी कहीं फिर किसी ने कोई शरारत तो नहीं की थी??                         - Pushkin Channan

"वो तसवीरें अक्सर बहुत कुछ बयान कर जाती हैं जिन्हें हम अपने बैडरूम की दीवारों पर लगा दिया करते हैं। वो तस्वीरें जिन्हें हम ज़माने से छुपाना चाहते हैं वो अक्सर हमें उन ख़ास शख्सियतों की याद कराती हैं जो अब अपनी ज़िन्दगी में उलझ कर रहे गए हैं। वो तस्वीरें जो हर बिताए हुए पल की एहमियत को समेट लेती हैं जिन्हें हम दोबारा नहीं जी सकते, क्योंकि वो गुज़रा वक़्त वापस नहीं आता। और गुज़रे वक़्त के साथ गए हुए भी वापस नहीं आते। कुछ ऐसी कही-अनकही बातों के दरिया में हमें छोड़ जाते हैं जिन्हें याद कर के अक्सर ये आँखें नम्म हो जाती हैं। गुज़रे वक़्त के साथ वो लोग भी गायब से हो जाते हैं जो हमें यादों की मझदार में छोड़ कर चले  कर जाया करते हैं। वो तस्वीरें कभी नहीं बदलती चाहे ज़माना सारा बदल जाए काश ये तस्वीरें बोल सकती......"               - Pushkin Channan

"मैं आज फिर उसी गली से गुज़र रहा था जहां कभी हमारी हुकूमत चला करती थी एहसास हुआ के वक़्त असल में सब कुछ बदल देता है। वो घरोंदे जिन में कभी हलचल रहा करती थी आज वक़्त ने उन्हें खँडहर बना दिया है वो पत्थर जिन पर उन घरों की नींव रखी गई थी आज वो फीकी पड़ती दिखाई दे रही थी । वो गलियां जहाँ बचपन में गिल्ली डंडा खेल करते थे वहां आज पक्की सड़कें बनती देखि जा रहीं थीं । खेल के मैदानों पर इमारतें खड़ी कर दी गई थीं । गाओं शहर में तकदील होते दिख रहे थे ऐसा लग रहा था मानो सभी की ज़रूरतें वक़्त के साथ बदल रहीं थीं । जो वक़्त भी न बदल सका वो था अपनों का प्यार और दोस्तों की यारी २ चीज़ें जो वक़्त के साथ और भी गहरी होती चली गईं ।                                - Pushkin Channan

"ये दौलत मैंने कुर्बान कर दी है, बचपन के दिन वापस लाने की इसकी औकात नहीं थी । वो बीता हुआ वक़्त जिसे हम अक्सर याद कर के हंस दिया करते हैं आज उन्ही लम्हों को फिर से जीने को जी चाहता है । वो रेत के टीलों पर घरोंदे बनाकर रहने की कल्पना करना वो हर खिलोने की ख्वाहिश पूरा होना आज फिर से जी चाहता है वापस उन वादियों में जाने को जहाँ पर ज़माने की कोई फ़िक्र नहीं थी आज़ाद पंछी की तरह हर मुकाम हासिल करना चाहते थे फिर से जी चाहता है बचपन की वो अमीरी जीने को जब पानी में अपनी नाव चला करती थी हवा में अपना भी हवाई जहाज़ उड़ता था। एक उम्र होने के बाद सपने पानी की तरह बहते हुए नज़र आते हैं और ताश के पत्तों की तरह उम्मीदें बिखर जाती हैं। काश के दौलत में इतनी ताकत होती के वक़्त को खरीद सकते मैं।                                      - Pushkin Channan