THOUGHTS WILL LEAD TO

THOUGHTS WILL LEAD TO

Thought leads towards,"WORDS"
Words lead to a sentence
A sentence becomes a paragraph
A paragraph turns into a chapter
And a chapter turns into many chapters
And many chapters become a book
And the book gets published.......

That is if you are lucky
Very lucky
Very very lucky..........

But luck comes after
After the chapters have been written
No matter how
No matter, with great ease or with lots of pain

Chapters have to be there...........

The problem here is just the talk of chapters
Not the writing of chapters
But just the talk of it......
Not even the talk of it
But the thought of it...........

You think just the thought of it will do the trick
And you know that is not true
That is far from the truth
Far far away from the truth

Truth is not even good chapters or bad chapters
Truth is just the chapters
Where are they?
Only the thought of it doesn't make a novel
Only the thought of it doesn't make the play
You have to connect the thought
The thought to the next thought
And the next
And the next
and then you might have a few scenes
Where are the scenes?
Where is the play?
Just the thought of a play is not a play
Where is the play?

Keep the thought
Before it goes away
Before it vanishes
And vanish it will
Thought is a living thing
It doesn't have a life of centuries
It has a limited life
Like all living things
Thought is getting old
Thought will just become dust soon

Put the thought next to the next thought
And to the next
And to the next
Thought is fragile
Thought is tender
Thought is painful

Wrap it up in a thin chiffon dupatta
Wrap it in a thin linen kameez
Wrap it up in a thin mulmul ki chuni
wrap it up no matter what.....

Otherwise the thought will disintegrate with the eternal dust
And fly away
Fly away to distant land like kabooter
wITH MESSAGES OF URGENCY
wITH MESSAGES OF BAD NEWS
NEWS OF DEATH
NEWS OF WAR...........................

Thought is begging you to express it
Thought is begging you to share it with others
Thought is getting smudged inside a narrow chest
Speak the thought I pray the
Speak the thought
Let others hear it
They came here tonight to hear your thoughts out loud
Don't be shy
They are not here to judge
They are here to share
They are here to enjoy

Doesn't matter if the thoughts are sad
Soesn't matter if the thoughts are tragic
They came here tonight to share it

Because they themselves are afraid to express their own thoughts
By listening to yours out loud, they will go out, have a glass of wine
And finally will speak their own thoughts out loud...............
See how the expression of a thought is so merciful
See , the expression of a thought is so like every one else's thoughts

Don't keep the thoughts imprisoned
We belong to your thoughts
We are all the siblings of your thoughts
Lets have a spicy meal and share the harrisa sauce, the samosa, the duck, the salmon, the truffles

YES YOUR THOUGHTS ARE OUR TRUFFLES BECAUSE THEY ARE SO PRICY
AND YOU SO GENEROUS TO SHARE THEM WITH ALL WHO COME TO HEAR
THE MELODIOUS THOUGHT, THE AIRY THOUGHT, THE SORROWFUL THOUGHT
THE BRAVE THOUGHT, THE POIGNANT THOUGHT.................................