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Band darwaaze ki kundi ab Kon kholega?? Maa ne kaha hai isse band rehene de Kuch yaadein isme taaza rehene de.. Kaise btaun uc maa ko main Mera aadha samaan uc kamre ki Almaari mein band hai Kuch khilone behen k locker mein maujood hain Dil krta hai tod dun taala Fir yaad aata hai bahut rulaega adhoore किस्सों ka wqt puraana Maa keheti hai Khali kamre mein Kya karega Dil keheta usse na sahi mera Dil diwaaron se bol padega Wo kuch derr ki baat-cheet hogi Aur kuch yun mera hasna rona hoga Fir khud taala band kr mera neeche aana hoga!! Maa se maine bola - 'Adhoore peheluon ki ek kitaab hai meri Ankahi baaton ki jisme qataar lagi hai Nikalne do zaraa unhe bhi bahar Aise hi na rehe jaaein mere kuch sawaal' Wo boli tu bhi uc jaisa ziddi hai Maine kaha chalo dono mein kuch to similarity hai Wo boli jaa khol le taala Lekin uski ek bhi cheez ko haath na lagana!! Bs ab yahi baat zindagi bhar yaad aaegi Nahi maalum tha maa bhi mujhse ek waada karaegi!!! - Push

"Coffee A pending story Waiting to be narrated Maybe a poem To be recited. The two seated Being un-greated Waiting to get poured In an empty tumbler the diluted 'burnt umber'. Coffee that tasted like a toffee little salty and the added scoop of banofee to make make it more sugary adding to the delight, of that long awaited fight over the session of Q&A being asked 'how were they'? the shared happiness and being a witness to the moment of togetherness had a happy outing and they thanked the empty seats for the moment of coffee...." - Pushkin Channan

"we both left our own domicile. you left for a new one i left to occupy the space where i knew none your leaving left some tears and happiness my leaving, may be, left others in loneliness you had the walls decorated i saw myself being cremated the world for me said, 'he was a good man' your world for you said, 'may you live long 'happy married woman' i left leaving the memories behind and deprived of the love that heart couldn't find you left for the bucket list to be fulfilled with dream in eyes of the empire to be built i left with dreams in my mind you left for 'new' to be designed i left forever and not to return ever we both left our own domicile acting selfish, we kept our loved ones aside!!!" - Pushkin Channan

"In the same winter season With the changed year you left me again. And this time, I didn't commit any crime Still you left for lifetime My huge whine; I thought Would turn you back. Those waiting wheels And those clicking reels The decorated walls And I re-called, the early days The childhood dates Our fights our delights Sharing the secrets Being each other's partner in crime. I'll miss your presence That will be filled with absence The toys that will be left behind by you I'll learn to take care And keep them sacred Ensuring not to get reminded of you 🙂" - Pushkin Channan

Dear Sister, Your last birthday I wanted to celebrate Though I kept away And 'sorry' is what I want to say... My heart gave a large whine Reason - not been able to be with you And I know it's not fine. I pray you shine Coming year onwards You change your domicile And that's not right ☹️. Wish I could say What I didn't  Wish I could have spent  More time creating the memories To be stored in the juke box. ....coz I feel we grew up much faster and in a few days time you will disappear The voice that was charm of the home Will be missed by everyone around. The 'name' says it all!! May be in a few year's time  down the line If you miss me Gimme a call And I'll land with your favorite chocolate cake box!! Regards Pushu

"A step closer To the new shoulder Someone who will know Her better And stand along forever. The life got better With someone chosen for being together Promise of not to leave ever They found love to be cherished forever. held the hands to be each other in an alien's land not being the sand and always try understand. glorify the life and not getting tanned the earlier life that saw certain bans. the heart says 'congratulations' for the best day's celebrations."  - Pushkin Channan

"You left All dressed took away the time that was the best. Memories i kept the tears of which got wept in the nights your absence when i rejected to accept. the room' walls said bring us back our favorite Zodiac coz you are a maniac. you disappeared in that black AMG That looked like the Mercedes and i knew You won't turn back i wish i could tell you were the best and i will owe you an 'apology' for all the wrongs I said i wish i could confess for the love that you showered and never did i see it getting less!! a sister, a best friend; we created a relation that would never end. you will nestle a new place dis-owning your own space Ah!! those happy faces that hid the tears of separation maybe total annihilation. the pair saw you approaching your destination sending an invite to isolation Putting end to the years' long conversations Your celebration The mind's destruction Of peace,

evenings seethed The statement - 'let me breathe' macrocosms chased to eat. bites at the back shouts of the attacks off the track life turned black trust never lacked one always backed the ugliest hours Love was showered sweeter than the flowers. flocked breaking the bars the sky looked small success nurtured by self results framed on the shelves. asked to breathe; stayed alone memories left for eat the time see unmentioned freeze In those deadliest seas.....    - Pushkin Channan

"epmty street walks the known coffee shop Inside the glass i saw the table with a dark silhouette heart said the time for eyes to get wet. the memories of, the coffee sips now be the matter of past putting an end to those over-the-table stories that couldn't last heart suffered a blast voice murmured - disappear fast for those empty seats got occupied by another mass. the solo coffee dates topped the list of hate those debates, and being asked to wait the years changed, saw wrinkles on the face the rememberance fade away the slow death of pictures the gallery being replaced with the new characterization. the coffee that got sipped by the best people in the mugs that were self chosen the moments gradually died the gap that had arise love got crucified and being wahsed away by the high tides that dismantled the pride...."  - Pushkin Channan

"A knock at the door a guest on the floor the shadow of some known the heart roared the cry that was stored months back she walked out of the door in the dress of the bride that she wore leaving behind the love  that was pure. the room' walls said 'welcome' the toys left asked to be taken along  with the one who was dressed the termites on the wardrobe said good to see you back on the board little did they know the wooden planks were now their home taken along were the letters that healed the heart much better the days passed in the hope of something greater little did they know last seen will be the month of December...." - Pushkin Channan

"Fights The teary nights. Dice Tossed up to chose the right. Lately turned off Room' Lights. Pair of eyes Ensured the soul slept right. Dreams Seen flying as kites. Failures Being advised. Success Adding the delight. Being by side Doubled the excite. Closing off Mountains the ignite. Being together Saw hatred getting dissolved And Love multiplied...." - Pushkin Channan

"tears in the eyes the love vanished in the sky happiness or the fear the emotions felt, I guess, were real the feelings derived were somehow rare; maybe the heart knew in a few days time the TWIN soon would fly. marking the place the heart would abode the boundary needed to be known a place not her own bidding farewell to the home that was now disowned a guest visit maybe in every few months time a quick recap of the childhood left behind. the marching footsteps that ensured the exit those footprints that ensure the last presence perish!! a look back on the memories and leaving behind the stories  to be inked in diary probably with not so cryptic entries" - Pushkin Channan

"No talks Curtailed walks Just the stalks Memories stored In the jukebox. Those needles of clock That sound Tic-Tic-Toc Pictures framed Acted barricade. Tears drop The way water falls Making a beginning The wrinkled me crawls. Being gazed Through the window of the hall The pair of eyes Being notified The empty March On the boardwalk." - Pushkin Channan

"I learnt to live Alone I felt I'm some Unkown The day I was new I remember My heart searched Someone with same mental disorder 😂 The day on the lunch table And making myself able To talk When everyone thought I just stalk I knew you would walk Irrespective of whatever o'clock From strangers to siblings, post arguments An effort to make a beginning Seeing a threat to our seedling, I knew Scourge would suffer a killing We grew up quibbling Accepting to live alone 🙃 Heart knew you'll forever remain a sibling 🤗.." - Pushkin Channan

"I stood up tall Alone on the top Planning to measure Depth of the sea And not asking price for it. I jumped In the air I surged downwards.... The time slowed The blue looked as the white snow Mixed up red With those bloodshed I felt Self to be a zombie Tried to fit among the mortals That dared to bomb me The surface gets disturbed Of the calm water And not making much sound It did the disaster The waves took away The soul that was to stay An injustice to self Pain, remembrance, guilt And I'll take away All the regrets Ending all the baby-talks. Those pending Street walks Needles of the clock In the night hours Stored memories in the juke box" - Pushkin Channan

"I saw you Through the window And wished time could slow... Seeing the same pillow Tears said, ask her to wait until Next tomorrow... The wheels of your car Heart wished entrance to be barred Distance you travel Would be miles far.... Those pillow fights And screaming at the top of the voice Sharing the chocolate, that Doubled the delight The heart cried Hearing you say ''see you until next time'. Eyes hoped The view to get choked Feelings answered Tell your emotions to get blocked The toys left behind The empty space born in the mind May be a clone Of your kind. The window pane I'll take a final look from And tell the memories not to die Sisters do dress up as brides In their life!!!" - Pushkin Channan

Not the Vatican nor the Rome In my country There was one more home That wore the color of my own. The city welcomed me, outlander And treated me, foreigner That painted self into a corner. The streets demanded to be known Forced to kiss the pain Of keeping alone Seeked for a homie Hear the groan. Across came a soul Anonymous and unkown Felt one of my own The voice carried the tone That comfort me in the same zone The mortal cared, reaped the seed Of the trust that being sown. In the times of clock Wee hours assist my moan Helped me sob and groan Anguish my heart roared Cry everyone ignored Faith restored Trust bestowed. Despite the malady explode The love got poured The path led to the road To the four walls where heart abode And boundaries where none implode. A soul by now Only i would know Treated me as her own Space everyone chased to fall Little did they know it was her call To make the space for small Nurt

"My belief. On the eve I'll receive The love - That got deceived. At your last foot step Maybe I'll weave The memories You leave. Before that final step out Maybe, my voice stammer And heart shouts That hinder your exit Maybe for a while You turn back To tell me I'm not a maniac And that's the new habitat. From the days we fought To the days we didn't talk I'll always believe There was little more That we could have reaped..." - Pushkin Channan

"The medium of fight Those words Said in the moonlight That gave birth to fright Away from delight Keeping the nerves tight Fear travelled the body line With the speed of light The evening That was never sent an invite Had inside us a negative excite We stood up close And saw self getting ignite The words' of war I wanna say I'm sorry for My indiscretions from before!!!" - Pushkin Channan

"Night Those perfomred rites A new house An effort not to feel like a jail house Leaving behind The child only of it's kind The grown up soul Welcomed by the adulthood Unlike childhood Being told not to remain confined. The walls now that are yours The empty space you left Just like the waves on the sea shore May be those walls see you back Not too often Though in a certain time gap The toys that were left The secrets that they loudly read The talks that were hid The kid That never got killed Maybe to see the dreams getting fulfilled." - Pushkin Channan

"And some evenings I'll walk down the streets All alone Of the city that nurtured me Treating it's own Shadows to follow by On the boulevard That heard the loudest denial cry. Wait, Someone sent me a spy To take care Until I fly; and Not to lie, To Those Caring Eye(s) That would not bear Those never said 'heartfelt Goodbye's'. More to the night's conversations With the close of eyes Those sung lullaby And I revisit us for one more time And we Walk Down the Street For that 'last' Clock Time" - Pushkin Channan

"I made you agitated  And you had a rope ready To hang me. Always delighted  I commit a mistake That makes your heart ache. You go silent And that makes my mind  More violent. I promise you to learn Not at the cost of your 'no-return'. May be a better 'BROTHER'  You deserved Coz I couldn't get you  Better Served. I'm sorry!! Maybe in the new home You find somebody Healing your scars That I over the years  Made shine like stars. Always fighting wars We threatened each other  To have moved to Mars The tears afterwards That left those marks Wiped by us The love that got poured And the hatred that got dissolved We both grew up Connected always Not by blood but at 💓." - Pushkin Channan

"A soul Not too old Staged the shine That echoed gold Carried the stories that were told And some that remained untold The secrets that got shared And the privacy saw getting cared. The soul Leaned on the lamp Maybe she thought herself of a tramp Though she was stamped By an ally as a champ She kept it on The hunt for the race to be won Lone warrior The most fittest survivor Respects earned And only she know how much She had to burn." - Pushkin Channan

"Dear Life Let me die; A death That is slow And I'm left with no foe Though it'll be a blow And I know they would survive As the coming years will go. You must know My red on the snow Would never stop the show Coz those who cared Are likely to be Busy celebrating Their life's glow. I know, my departing would leave a void And I wish, it be remembered As a delightful joy!!!"      - Pushkin Channan

"Thank-you!! And this is what we do... Celebrate life Living on edge of the knife Little anger That makes the love ponder Little tickle To make the sad giggle. Some shouts That show we were Each other's house And those smiles That prove we were, for each other BLESSINGS IN DISGUISE And those known roads That often broke the code That lead to your home And on the days travelling alone Never did I feel someone unknown For I had a home away from home When lost in the big world while I roam!!!" - Pushkin Channan

"Lying over the bed Seeking the doctor's help Diagnosed with a disease Medico said, you need someone to see. Asked about the sickness Doc answered in madness - Few hours left And you'll be a guest Call for someone Who pays for your test!! And save you from Being laid down to rest!! Run through of the memories Little miseries and some victories And those untold stories That never got narrated... Knock at the door And couldn't have asked for more!! The Best Friend Checks-in first on the floor Asked about the well being Putting on the white sheet The nurse mentioned, 'he was a good human being'. - Pushkin Channan

“And I saw you. For one more time. Maybe, not for the last Clock time. I saw you, Picking up the old time Gathering the memories To be taken along To write new stories. Leaving behind History; and To ink the new diary with not so cryptic entry. Saw..... Getting lost in the miseries Caused by the distant friendship; Which in the coming years will be celebrated; As anniversaries…. Friendship that once knew no boundaries With only accomplished victories And secretly kept the pockets filled With the some hours of unreal smiles… And the eyes never lied The love that they hide Behind the wet eyes.” - Pushkin Channan

“Not many know me here. I might be Mr. Somebody for the maximum number of people present here for this special occasion. I thought I would start my speech by addressing you as the “new” family of my sister. But I think it would be inappropriate because now that she is married, you are “the family” for her. Believe me; I don’t (rather cannot have and should not) have a problem with that. I, in fact, want her to have “you” as her priority now 😔(and you know that this I'm not saying from heart). I was a complete stranger until she accepted me as her best friend and more importantly a brother. I don't demand anything from you, but just one thing to keep her happy always.. I am more than sure that you will keep her extremely happy. She will perhaps be happier with you than what she used to be while having our favorite coffee. But unlike all the brothers, since I don't have a real sister I'm little more obsessed with her happiness. And I hope you will keep her happy coz

"And you took away, A happy me Leaving behind the side That I had never seen. I felt not to worry For my sadness would always be  Removed with hurry. And the day you left My heart was the victim of Theft. You drifted away Found new love That was supposed to be all Above. No complaints For I'll now be a saint 🙃 And before eternity is attained Gimme a hug and prove  You're UNCHANGED." - Pushkin Channan

"And in the same evenings I search for the footsteps On the streets Of the same city. The time that went by Held the memories so tight To the heart that now knew hate. Taught me the new ways Love, affection, care… And I could never give myself 💓 a dare, for The soul that left was rare. And before I could declare She stood up for the care Though from the distance Yet making me feel it's existence” - Pushkin Channan

Dear Sister, Together on life's journey We've travelled....You and me Sharing all the joys of life And trying to half the sorrows Keeping each other's side. Sharing happy times And sometimes tears Always leaning on each other Together through the years. And no matter where life lead us Dear sister, know it's true No matter the distance covered It's been a joy to travel Down the road of life with you And will always be.... Regards ....

"And in those dusty cities I found a soul much pretty Raised up Among own fellow beings Just like a scoop of ice cream Getting served in those tall buildings; Taught Not to get carried away by small wings And limit own servings. A shadow that everyone would follow Dreaming being one of the fellow... A soul that was an alchemist of it's own Accompanied by all known And not letting in any unknown; And In the years became famous To be caricatured by own eyes and the nature."  - Pushkin Channan

"The rituals performed The fire lit To the life that was quit. Last Rites Vanished delights Those sleepless nights And to those turned off Room' Lights.... Candle lit Under the picture She admit The lies that were said The truths that were kept The talks that were denied The emotions that were deried... A wish unfulfilled A desire, a hope that got KILLED." - Pushkin Channan

"In those teardrops, I search for the reflection Of the love that went missing For the fool starving for affection. Those missed directions, And long forgotten perfections  Overshadowed by imperfections... Through the people's love Mixed with jealousy That missed the purity And, diluted with DISPARITY. To those street drives I'll always be unthankful For I found a soul Filled with love; that vanished With the city's dust... And in MY TEARDROPS I'll search for the reflection......" - Pushkin channan

“Sometimes I wish I was the alchemist of my own death With the dates set being forgotten And the body getting worse from normal…. The mortals laid down to rest Making self free from life's unrest In the most dramatic manner. And I wish, my falling apart matters Though I know, it won't bother. Just another day, added to rest of the calendar dates Where I, once, lived with my own pace Now being visited by my mates The picture that hold the same smiling face Narrated millions story Of which none could be COMPLETED.” - Pushkin Channan

“After long, felt like crying And somewhere inside Heart gave a large whine Observed and questioned Silence was the chosen answer The words be the anchor That acted as a cancer♋ Wish the same could have been Answered Promptly and faster And be assure of no pessimism In Laughter” - Pushkin Channan

"No grieves for I've been set free Kissing the path laid down for me. I wish I could stay An additional day Share what I couldn't say!! I won't delay, promise... And I know you won't wait. The span was short And I missed on to a lot The friendship half received The love, care and kiss In the mid way got deceived The sorrow May get exchanged with Memories I'll leave!! My life's been full, I savored much Good friends, memorable time And loved one's touch. At the close of the day, if My falling apart leaves a void I wish, It be filled with remembered joy!!"  - Pushkin Channan

"And what if we catch-up To write another story Or recite a poetry Over the same titled date A cup of coffee. Filled with little softy Or a scoop of banoffee We'd capture the same furniture And pretend to be in some Art gallery. Holding the cups softly I'm sure we won't act like Zombie's. A Cup of Coffee'. - Pushkin Channan

“And you came back Marking your arrival With the swift sound That your steps made You came back Unmasked and not unreal Away from the atrocities That you would have faced; Otherwise!! You came back To your favorite destination Your childhood love The four walls of the room Deceiving the absence Kissing the presence And you marked your arrival; Into, The home that's your own." - Pushkin

“I know, One evening you will be gone Leaving behind the memories And those empty room’ walls. The presence will Always deceive The absence Takes the vacated seat Your toys will say the story May be the hidden secrets Reveal the untold story My entrance in the room won't bother you Your favorite cushion Becomes mine In the night that turned blue Your gifts my treasure I promise to take proper measures The day you go I'll be be free to make a mess With no fear of you scolding me😃 And that's what hurts me!!”☹️ - Pushkin Channan

"May I, deliver? A letter Full of heart. That capture The emotions That are no short. May be!! We fall apart The stored words Will always keep us part!! The engraved lyrics Will always embark A day if I Fail to make a fresh start!!" - Pushkin Channan

Can we Talk? If not walk!! The reason One evening you will be gone; And Feelings will remain Unshared And you'll pretend You cared I might hate you But deep in my heart I'll still love you The moment I feared That loneliness after you Will be weird Memories to live along With pictures clicked To stay for long Though the string of friendship I know, Will remain forever strong...."  - Pushkin Channan

"Tic-tic-toc The needles on the clock I wish Could stop Though I know They will not!!:'( The time will fly In the blink Of an eye And I know So you will Leaving behind The memories To die. The teary eyes Will see Themselves turning dry. And not to lie, Dear Sister You will forever Be my best friend And a staunch ally.     - Pushkin Channan

"Some days are auspicious in your life For me days of survival with you are auspicious Some moments are crucial in your life For me every second of your soul's touch to me is crucial. Some memories are heart touching in your life For me, the memories start with you and never end Some inspirations are foundation of success in your life For me every word of your advice is an inspiration And before you go Dear Sister Whatever conversations we had in the past I believe, will be continued with the coming generations.       - Pushkin Channan

“The facts You hide The talks You denied Results The Emotions died My 💓 cried Tears wiped Feelings derived In dreams We ride, As Reality Died Dear sister And it would be A moment of delight To see you Dressed up as beautiful bride. And deep inside I'll know It will be another suicide.” - Pushkin Channan

“ The day you leave. I'm scared I'll feel deceived. The only reason We couldn't walk down Any new street. Though, sometimes, I talk naive Yet a belief Your love will never fail. On the Eve I hope you calm The wounded beast in me. A new house, A new family A fear of being Forgotten in an old galaxy. Dear Sister, Before you leave, Make me believe About those facts That you kept hidden from me. I'll beg you to stay, though I know You will leave And at your back All I can do is grieve, grieve and grieve”       - Pushkin Channan

"The night and those stars That shine. That brightens up the sky At night The words  That were said Ahead of the years  That went speechless. The emotions derived Beautified the conversation That lasted for a while. Lost in the ocean of  Speeches And getting stuck near  Icebergs of memories. One asked - The Best Therapy? Another replied - getting lost in another sleepless night Completely..."      - Pushkin Channan

"And tonight, I wish to write... The words That have never been said. The emotions That we failed to express. Over the time, The distances showed the might. But forgot, Love held the nerves deep and tight. As deep as The Earth's core. And as tight as The human soul. The night Wished to hear more. The Galaxy Waited for the words to take few rolls. The beauty of the streetlights Being enhanced by the moonlight. And tonight I wrote the words That I wished to write..."             - Pushkin Channan

And tonight , once again I wish to write . The words that went unsaid The sentences that could oblige. The words that hold the love The feelings heart kept confined . The eyes that now stored the tears To be taken down for few reasons, unmentioned In the life. The words that accounted For the same alphabet(s) But fallen short to express The love that you and I forget . And until next wisdom We would forever be in debt.      - Pushkin Channan