Is mod se jaate hain....

"Is mod se jaate hain" is another Gulzar poem, which carries intense feelings saturated with rich philosophy and I attempted its transliteration some two decades back and am uploading without any further editing to keep the emotions of my youth uninterrupted by an intrusion of my old mind now.....

This is the bend, where it leaves from;

The path tracing a few leisurely steps

The traveller pacing a few agile strides,

To a marble palace

To a glass house

To a nest of straw;

It reaches there from just this bend.

Gliding like a gale, the path sweeps past

Coyly slides down from some footstep;

Of those myriad flowing walkways

There must be one such path,

Which takes to your doorstep;

It is this bend where it leaves from.

From afar one comes

And flips once nearer,

And a solitary forlorn path

That neither treads nor pauses,

Amidst all random thoughts

I await, with a feeble trust,

There must be one such path,

Which takes to your doorstep;

It is just this bend, where it leaves from.