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.”
From the dust I rise To the dust I return In an inconsequential flight I rise and I burn. The love, the hate, the humanity All perish therein, The rusting body ends my travellers’ joy Annihilating the very proof of me.
The lane is empty Except for the kacchi kairi Kacchi kairi strewn across on both sides. “What is kacchi kairi?” he asks. I turn to him, and give him an imploring look- See for yourself. “All I see is beaten, tattered, useless raw mangoes.” I give him that look again. I smile. I keep walking,Continue reading “A Raving Reminiscence.”
I wonder how people exactly multi task so much. Oh, don’t get me wrong; I am not talking about simple things like walking and texting, or eating and watching TV. I have bigger issues today. There are people who do millions of things together and yet seem never to get tired. I know someContinue reading “Superhuman.”
Aaj jane ki zid na karo.. yu hi pehlu me baithe raho….. I hum along the very old lyrics, sitting in my balcony, sipping that hot cup of coffee, drenching in that cool, chilly after-rain air, that unseasonal rain which leaves everything all the more beautiful. I am lost; lost in that very strongContinue reading “Mr. Coffee Hater #2”
You try to be unique. You want to be different! But there have been millions and trillions of years before. And every time you put an effort to be exclusive, There are people and stories, Words and books, Those prove better than you. Anything you want to say, Has already been said. Time andContinue reading “I Am Not Unique!”
Just wondering.. While on the one hand you are striving towards it, and on the other there is only faith and a vain belief. What exactly happens? Does that belief turn into the expectations that we are taught not to have? Or the hope itself is a reflection on the said expectations which we areContinue reading “Hopes And Expectations!”
वो घुंघरू की जँकार वो झिलमिलाता ताल. वो बजते ढोल वो सरगम के बोल. वो थिरकते पैर वो नशीले नैन. वो दिल धड़कता वो साँसे झूमती. वो मन मचलता वो अनकही ख़ुशी. वो ज़िंदा होने का एहसास वो ज़िंदा रहने की प्यास. आज सब बहुत याद आ रहे हैं.
This is what I came upon social media today. Guess, being socially active is not after all, all bad? A much needed respite from daily humdrum, from routine monotony, from everyday expectations. Try it, it does look, sound and feel peaceful!
I am not a very huge fan of children, Overwhelming as they always leave me, Fearing, exhausted, and hidden. Despite which they have never failed To wipe my tears, Into smiles and cheers.