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Bocharain

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बौछारें ! ( Bocharain) Bocharain means showers in English. This rainy season this word keep striking my mind which resulted in this ghazal. This ghazal has a duel character; it can be read as plea to beloved or also as plea to god. The third stanza has a touch of prayer to god. I hope you will enjoy reading this poem.  इस तरह मेरे जीवन में तू आजा रे, बंजर धरती को जैसे सवारें हैं बौछारें।  Is Tarah Mere Jivan Mein Tu Aaja Re, Banjar Dharti Ko Jaise Sawarein Hain Bocharain. टुटा हूँ, बिखरा हूँ, उजड़ा-उजड़ा कतरा हूँ, मेरी दुनिया बसा दे कर मोहब्बत की बौछारें।  Tuta Hun, Bikhra Hun, Ujda-Ujda Katra Hun, Meri Duniya Basa De Kar Mohabbat Ki Bocharain. हर तरफ अँधेरा है, रौशनी खो गई है, सुखी-तपती भूमि में हरयाली नहीं है, हर रूह है प्यासी, तेरी इनायत जो नहीं है, खुद तबाह हुए दुर्बलों को दे रहमत की बौछारें।  Har Taraf Andhera Hai, Roshni Kho Gayi Hai, Sukhi-Tapti Bhumi Mein Haryali Nahin Hai, Har Ruh Hai Pyasi, Teri Inayat Jo Nahin Ha...

The Monsoon Pain

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This post has been published by me as a part of Blog-a-Ton 55 ; the fifty-fifth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with Rashmi Kumar , the author of Hooked, Lined and Single and Jyoti Arora , the author of Lemon Girl .   The Monsoon Pain Monsoon brings so much emotions one of these is sorrow. Those in pain saw rain as clouds shedding tears for them and partnering their pain to ease their sufferings. I have tried to bring out the grief of a victim of domestic violence in these rain drops or tear drops. ( Its your wish how you see them) I think  you are dear  to him as well, since when you have gone from here continuous is the rain spell  As rain water has submerged the  courtyard and the garden, I am too  drown in the pain of separation  Until you will not come back again, unbearable is this  pleasant rain. I sit and  see, the wind  b...