(कल्पना करिए आप 12-15 वर्ष पहले के भारत में हैं। जैसे जैसे मैं समय में आगे बढूंगा आप समझते जाएंगे) रोज़ाना चलते जीवन के यापन में, सब चुप क्यों हैं? अंतर्द्वंद के स्थापन से भी, सब चुप क्यों हैं? सर उठा कर देखते हैं जब लोग, पता लगता है कि रास्ते तो अब खाली… Continue reading सब चुप क्यों हैं?
Every time and again you love me, you say, I light up then, like a warm summer's day. In the minutes that come, I am like a kid, so full of joy and having fun. That fun is so much more than you think, it is blissful, joyous, serene, cheery, sprightly, exuberant. I pop a smile… Continue reading A Fool still in Love
(Have you ever felt a sudden urge to open social media and try to make a new friend? Or have you ever felt a sudden pang of loneliness even though you have people around you?) Hi all, So what I am about to tell you is my 'subtle art of not giving a fuck' using… Continue reading What is and how to get out of the Social Media trap – My Facebook Theory of 3 strikes and the subtle art of not giving a f**k
Is a poet not a poet unless he is known? Or unless his name, upon the carcass of a tree, Blinding, in golden letters beautifully shone? Is he not someone, to lead with might, and raise a din of soundless voice, to address every whim in the world's plight? It is said, 'The pen is… Continue reading The Poet
How do I begin to tell you of how I feel about you? I found you out of the blue, when I was down, thought I was through. I miss what we had, it was just months ago, and I will forever cherish that time spent, precious, before we had to go. I had no… Continue reading Travelling down your memory lane
This Christmas let us all remember not the santa claus flying in the sky and bearing gifts, not the christmas tree decorated in the comfort of our homes, not the carols being sung in the churches and not the christmas movies. Let us remember the brave souls who cannot afford these luxuries, who are not there partying in any of the festivals of any of the so many religions in our country, who cannot sit idle with a moment of rest, who do not get gifts because they are far away from their homes, just so we can have these moments of joy. Let's remember the brave soldiers of our country who make our celebrating possible.
Whenever newer events arise, I miss you silently in disguise. Disguise of an empty smile, sometimes crooked, mindless all the while. When I wake to the chirping sounds, outside my window, all around. Breaking away from your dreams All I long then is to hear, your soft whispers in my ear, your gentle coaxing for… Continue reading I miss you then
For those who are sad, in despair, giving up or just disappointed and discouraged. This will help and give you strength, you might be able to relate at least a few lines to your own life. When crossroads came and I had to, I always chose the hardest of them all, they bent me in those… Continue reading Fearless
A poem told in the third perspective. A man and a woman loved each other but the woman then suddenly leaves to get married to someone else, leaving the man heartbroken, in despair and alone, breaking all the vows she made with him in the process. The woman thus, without hesitation, marries someone else as if the man did not matter, without any qualms for what she was doing.