Poetry is not merely a combination of words. I believe it is an account of the Unknown and may be, by the Unknown. Poetry wants to talk with you. It wants to convey something very important to you. It wants to deliver some message to you. It desires to have your kind attention. It wants to hold your hand and take you to a secret journey. May be it wants to unfold the mystery. It seems to be carrying something very valuable. When the Poet Majrooh Sultanpuri says “ Mere Ghar Main Aai Hui Hai Bahar, ( Spring has already arrived in me ) Qayamat Hai Phir Bhi Karoon Intezar “ ( My God, I am still waiting for the spring ) Poet has conveyed a fact which is secret to us. He reveals that we are already equipped with all the potential of being in Heaven. We already have all the festivals in us. The question is how to decode this, how to connect with it. But Amazing that in spite of being so rich inwardly, we are still ...