I was flying high Until my wings got hurt I tried floating on air Till I stroke the ground I found none When I had to talk I knocked the door Of that house We partied I saw no friends I started feeling love With the frustrations I had collected Till they engulfed me I …
Her brown shiny hair Running through her neck And touching her curves It touches her red cheek Now and then Just like the river Kissing the bank Time and again As I dive in her eyes I get lost She doesn’t smile Or speak I judge her Mysterious She comes to me We …
Don’t ask me , What is the most delicate? I won’t say your feelings Or the deep love Neither the relation Nor your emotions Can u hold the breath? What if bullet hits it? And if the illness kills Your breath everyday Till it kills it Isn’t the life most sensitive? Common, confess me your …
The stationery guy is stitching me with thick covers. I am waiting to see my mom’s face after she sees me. She must be very happy. Right now, I am remembering many things. You know, how I came to existence, how my mom helped me grow into a thick book and how I got chance …
How could I tell her that her dad cheated her mom? I got frozen. She took paper off my hand and read my confession. I had exposed the betrayal her father. She read immediately. I was not able to see on her eyes. But I was quick to hug her. She was bold when she …
I see him near the granite topped gate of Amigo Café. The time he takes to reach my table is more than millions of years, more than the time Indian Plate took to reach the Tibetan Plate. He smiles and it is vibrant than the sparkle of diamond. His eyes are beautiful than sapphire. Pressure …
You are mysterious though you seem to be smiling always. You know, the one who smiles the most are the one with the thousands and millions of hidden stories. I know there are my stories within you. And I am one of those stories. Aren’t I the most fortunate? I believe I am. You have …
I woke up with a new enthusiasm. After all it was the first day of the year. I was assigned to give a motivational speech in a rehabilitation center. ‘Maya ko Ghar’ healed anyone with depression or frustrations. I bet the person from a depressed heart turned out to be a cheerful one. My students …
In my thirteenth birthday, Prakash mama gifted me a cricket bat. He said, “The number of the bat is 4. It exactly fits you.” I jumped of unbearable joy. I took care of the bat like my books. Soon after returning home from school and finishing homework, I used to gather my group. I …
The day was new like every day and the year was new like every year. I was tottering early in the morning. I didn’t drink much in the eve, just a bottle of Pinot Grigio. I kept faltering till I reached the mirror. I looked weird, clumsy but beautiful. I stretched my head to …