Society has conditioned everybody to compare everything and everyone all the time. Your success is never based on your individual capacities or situations but is relative to that of your peers. We often feel disheartened or incapable of achieving anything. But remember, the actions of others don’t determine our worth. Read more
This poem is a call to humanity in general; an attempt to show light in midst of Darkness that has engulfed modern man. Read more
This poem is all about restoring the balance humanity is losing in this 21st century in terms of mind, body and spirit. In this new age of going back to Vedas, yoga and meditation is all about balancing the imbalance yet few are still lost and love that imbalance that will leave humans crazy, desolate and broke. It’s high time we understand the dilemma and stay sound for our next generation to prosper. Read more
“Women safety” is a hot topic. But we’d rather call it Women “Unsafety”. It’s not possible to imagine the worry and the fear that grips her heart, when she travels alone, when she’s waiting for a bus or when she keeps an eye on the route. An entire family is on edge until she reaches her destination. But the big bad wolf doesn’t care. He makes his plans to destroy the life someone else is taking efforts to protect! Read more
There is a strength that comes from scars that we do not find any other way. So let us embrace our scars, let us run and jump and dance, and bear our scars to the world. Let us rejoice that we are free from hiding, free from shame. Read more
Love is not something effervescent as it is apparent in today’s world.
Love is a feeling beyond any which can stay with people throughout their lives and lovers can love each other despite harsh dimensions of time and distance.
Be it ages gone by, love can find a place in hearts of people and can stand the test of time most firmly.
Time, wealth, health, fame can pass away. Love remains till the end. That is the theme of this story, which tells a tale of two people who were separated. Not realising how much they loved one another during younger years, when they finally meet up again years later, and in an unfortunate circumstance, love prevails.
On my fourth day in Mumbai, I traveled to Bandra in an auto rickshaw. This was the day I was looking forward to most. I told my driver Rakesh that I wanted to see where the stars lived.
Rakesh told me he knew all the stars’s bungalows, flats, mansions, apartment complexes. “All their locations, sir. Akshaye Khanna’s secret apartment, 500 rupees; Rani Mukherjee I can do for 700; and if you want Badshaah, King Khan, I can do that for 2000 only, sir.” Read more
I had a dream today. We are sitting in the quiet woods, across the remains of a fire we can no longer afford to feed. The embers are still hot, still glowing, but it’s no longer fire. It’s all that’s left between us, soon to be ash. The color will fade and nothing will remain but darkness. You keep telling me it’s happened already, but I can still feel the heat and I can still see you. But maybe I just remember the heat and I’m only picturing you. You’re ready to go home, but maybe you still feel it too. Read more
I belong to a family of chai-addicts. We usually spend our evenings discussing Darjeeling gardens over cups of tea. Thanks to relatives who have been planters themselves and later on managers or directors of tea gardens, we have knowledge of tea that we can flaunt. While my father prefers orthodox liquors, my mother is fonder of green tea she flavours herself. I on the other hand swing between the two, reaching out for my mug of beaten coffee at times. We are such tea-fanatics that when we have guests, we usually don’t ask them if they would like to have tea with or without sugar and milk. But what we do ask them baffles them most of the time. ‘First flush or second flush?’, ‘Glenburn or Margaret Hope?’ are some of the questions we have regretted asking our guests. Read more
The poem inherited fire is about the dangerous and destructive nature of anger and how it can spread like wildfire from one person to another in a short amount of time. Read more
The song of my life
Is but one;
I’m NOT a born beggar!
Laughing out loud, the boy made fun of Usama who had just declared,’ I will also own a big shining black car like that one, one day’’.
‘What’s making you laugh?’, asked Usama.
Ali, still rolling in laughter, mocked him further, ‘And how would you get the money to buy such a car?’ Read more
It’s a strange feeling when someone asks “what’s wrong?” and our honest response is “I just don’t feel right.” Sometimes we can easily articulate our emotional state — sad, mad, stressed or ticked off. Other times, we just feel weird. Read more
We spend our time rushing through each day- to study, to earn, to buy more things. But all we do is invest in materialistic things which at the end, we don’t even have time, energy or health to enjoy. Rather, why not pay attention to the little pleasures of life? The bursting of soap bubbles on a baby’s nose, a dog chasing his own tail, the joy of rolling down grassy slopes or a messy handmade greeting card created by your children! Don’t miss out on the small things in life-for they are the most precious! Read more
” CAN I TELL YOU SOMETHING ” is about a man’s loneliness , hopelessness, about his life and longing for more conversation about life with his lover. Read more