A moonlit summer night

On a moonlit night in summer

when jhingurs go

jhing jhing jhing

creating an electric tune

to just lull my senses

when the night opens up

to clasp me in its arms,

and the starry sky beckons me home,

Just like a child that I am

I want to go home,

to sleep in its lap

its arms wrapped around me

like a cool chaadar, in which

One can get lost, or can find oneself.