Trying to find my balance in an absolutely imbalanced world. I can’t see it but there has to be, has to to be some thin thread of hope that I can cling to, hold on to. Untill that thin reality flows in, let the universe spin, but I will stand on my values, the oneContinue reading “One Breath AT A Time”
Four years ago, around 24thAugust, I had this insane urge of being heard, I did not ramble what was going on with me then, I just wrote a small blog celebrating Janmashtami. That was my third or fourth attempt at blogging or precisely writing. I had failed so far, and I was sure I wouldContinue reading “Blank”
Warning: This is going to be pretty long. Proceed and get bored at your own risk! * I should probably start with wishing new years to all of you, but I am sure that I am very late for that, very very late. So, shall I just go ahead and ask you if youContinue reading “The Wait For Spring.”
Weekends shouldn’t be about going out, partying, trashing, shopping, dining, and tiring yourself. They should be about the things that you would want to do otherwise. It should be about, well, honestly my answer changes as frequently as the illogical and unwanted threats, thrown by people who might run a country and yet wouldn’tContinue reading “Moorings.”
Poetry has been a consistent part of my life, first reading and then writing. Though if someone would have said that I could try writing poems, a year back, I would have rolled my eyes and said, “Yeah, right!” Not that I have become very confident of my pieces, but I have come as farContinue reading “The Sea”
There are days when I write a four-line poem and am satisfied with my days product. And then there are days when I go out for a walk, eat the best and the healthiest, pray, get an exceptional work out before sleep (if you know what I mean), rest, work, study for my papers,Continue reading “To Be Worthy Or Not To Be!”
So being crazy is good enough? Or being crazy once in a while is okay? Or better still, in order to live an exciting life, we indeed, do need to be a little crazy or our lives become dull and dreary?
खुश रहने में और खुश दिखने में अगर फर्क न होता तो मेरे घर क आईने इतनी कहानिया न छुपाते. I am sorry, for translated it will just not mean anything to me and so I leave it just as it is.
All you vain dreams As short as a mid summer night Swift; fleeting; lonely Bestowing me with nothing but melancholy. Fierce as a loving woman’s anger Sweet as the kiss of a passionate lover A bell at dawn; a parting groan- If only I’d be wise enough to see beyond it.
I am sitting Huddled among my friends Or beside my love But I am sitting And I am laughing, talking. I am happy. Or so I thought- For I was sure, sitting But I was alone Where did he go? Why did the people leave me? I was confused Scared. And then I saw someoneContinue reading “The Arrested Fear.”