YOU AND ME

Today on 11th April, I will be completing my 3 years in this blogosphere and coincidentally this is my 100th post. I want to thank all of you for accepting me, for believing in me, for reading my thoughts, for gifting me with such beautiful comments and for your love, patience and support. From me…

PRAN SHAKTI/LIFE FORCE(POEM)

We all are vagabond, wandering with our thoughts, leading an unsettled mindset with bundles of doubt, which we conceal and sometimes we reveal with filters… But a time comes when we realize that it was actually not worth carrying…so what to do with the bundles? That’s the time when we have to pause, relax and…

MANIKARNIKA (POEM)

Manikarnika Ghat…Vanarasi…people do come here for salvation. It’s a cremation ghat, life ends here. It’s the city where Hindus prefer to die and this Ghat is always blazing due to burning pyre. From Ganga river, sitting on the boat, we could see the whole ghat with burning bodies, a scene which left an indelible mark,…

LIKE YOU/तुम्हारे जैसा (POEM)

Who is like you? A debonair in a suit, a happy-go -lucky person, an insouciant saint or a king with the precious crown? Well, when we find hollowness, deceptive looks with judgemental attitude, money as the sole power, acceptance with conditional terms…then the divine fragment light burns…where we can unpour our feelings without modulating it,…

DESIRE/ ख्वाईश

Just a thought came to my mind…why can’t we cut down the thread of our desires and customize it according to the length which we deserve? Can’t we scrub the thick skin of wants and expose the bliss of self satisfaction? What drains us and what energies us, do we still need to know? Well,…

SEEKER (VOCAL)

Everyone wants to feel good, wants to be happy forever. People say, do more of the things you love…maybe we can choose faith over fear, maybe we can inhale positive vibesfrom our prayers, maybe we can detach our expectations, maybe we can protect our energy by thinking positive… Happiness for me changes its definition by…

ATTALIKA(POEM)

This is the story of a princess whose eyes sparkled as the light of the sunshine. Silence speaks her verse, sitting at the highest tower of her palace, serene in glory…she just dreams… Her life bubbles vibrant with vigour. She sets free her fantasies and travels high through the invisible ocean of skies, gallops through…

ÑEELA AASU (poem)

Imagination has no boundaries, it’s vivid… While visiting a copper mine, I stood before the granite rocks containing copper mineralisation. There, the flowing copper sulphate solution from the rocks provoked my thoughts with the fact that when we wail and whimper, although our tears don’t exhibit any hue…they are transparent, but these rocks were shedding…

PINCH OF SALT (POEM)

If salt is more or less,we don’t cherish the food. So is life…the perfect balance makes us what we are. Instead of crying tears of self- pity, let us find that perfect pinch of salt…   Neither more nor less, without fault, We all long for that perfect pinch of salt.   I am back…

THE PINK FROCK (STORY)

Child labour is a crime. Isn’t this line very familiar? But for this little girl, Dhanya, this line was baseless. Eldest among her three siblings, this 8 year old, fatherless girl, knew only one thing, sunrise means getting up and going to Aunty’s house to do all the household works.  Aunty was a good task…