Writing Dilemma #2

One dilemma ends and another dawns.   I don’t mind typing, considering that it does get easier and speedier, and also, sometimes it is way better for your lazy ass for its sole purpose of auto-correct. So, as soon as I had my laptop, I have been fluent with computers and typing. And I trulyContinue reading “Writing Dilemma #2”

Writing dilemma!

When you are both a reader and a writer, how do you deal with it? I mean to say, that both requires equal attention, peace and time and for me both mingles with each other. While I am reading, sometimes I get ideas of what I can write, but then as a writer, I thinkContinue reading “Writing dilemma!”

आईने!

  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.  

11:11

Now this 11:11 thing is an ever-increasing belief that I have come across recently. So what exactly is this 11:11? I had no idea, I still don’t but I am going to write about it all the same. So what I have heard/read/or come across about his numerological belief is that it is a goodContinue reading “11:11”

Melancholy.

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.  

The Arrested Fear.

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.”

Posies.

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.  

A Raving Reminiscence.

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.”

Superhuman.

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.”