Dear Shirish, A wee note to say just how much I enjoyed reading your ghazal. The beuaty of your ghazal perhaps lies with the shers' power to aptly display an all too precarious world where dream provides much solace to one's shattered and wounded soul. A world where reality is a much greater force to bear; death seems to be near yet its 'rehearsal' if you like is most painful - the constant cliff-hanger of what or when it will happen. The boat (not yet sunk), the ageing vulture who has yet to claim his share of the much-awaited sino and the Tsunami are all very powerful metaphors to evoke a strong sense of death - the recurring theme throughout - in its barest form. I admire the poetic anatomy of the ghazal, especially that of the closing sher - the words and the simplicity in their both arragment and meaning, and I think that is where your true craftmanship as a poet or a writer shines. Mind you, I have a very little command of poetry or the ghazals for that matter. I thought, I wouldn't mind woffling for a bit because I had - your words caught my untrained eyes. So more please. PS: I am a first timer to this bulletin board, thouh I have been a regular Sajha browser. It's an excellent site.