Pul Bangash, naam to suna hi hoga?Sach bataun, to chaar saal pehele tak maine nahi suna.Park hotel ke us pool ke takraw ke baad,yeah naam saamne aaya.Pehele to main bohot hansa,naam ajeeb jo tha.Malun na tha Dilli mein aisa bhi koi metro station hain,par jo hain uska kya hi kar sakte hain.Purani Dilli ki tang…
Author: ankurmondal
“My purpose is to express my soul through art, music, and words—to create beauty that heals and inspires. I exist to be a mirror and a sanctuary for those who feel unseen, unheard, or unloved—especially within the queer community and those who’ve shaped my journey. Through my presence, I offer people the freedom to be fully themselves, the courage to heal, and the dignity of being truly respected. My life is a gentle rebellion against indifference—a living example of what it means to honor humanity, one heart at a time.”
Bheega Samandar
Barkha ki jhankar aaj goonj rahi hain aangan mein,Ab tum kya bhigaoge samandar ko.
Dikshant
I did notice you when you entered the premises on that chair,which the lady was pushing across the room making her way. I did notice your still skinny body on that,which seemed to have given away all the hopes. I did notice when a lady asked to lay you down on the stretcher,and some other…
Sham in the Glam
“Education begins at home. You can’t blame the school for not putting into your child what you don’t put into him.” – Geoffrey Holder This is a very exact thought that comes to your mind when you see the staff of a hospitality chain misbehaving with their guests, who portray to be the most queer-friendly.The…
The Conversation at the Telephone
You may think, that I’m referring to a telephonic conversation here; however, this was a conversation that happened in a bar between two unknown people. There’s a popular saying, ‘You meet the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time and place’. Something similar happened here. It was the year 2017 when I was in…
Step of Memories
Three years, as time flew by; a lot reminded stagnant,The grief persist and so did the memories. As I climbed those stairs, years after we bid goodbye,Each step recalled a moment and so did the feet became, heavy. As I rang the bell, I wish it was you;Then was greeted with the same warmth as…
Sorry to bother you on a weekend!
In the recent episode of the web series – Emily in Paris; Emily, a young enthusiastic marketing professional who’s proficient at digital content creation, recently moved to Paris from States. Unaware of the local working culture, she calls up her colleague on a weekend regarding some work. On which he immediately interrupts and says that…
2021: The Year it was
Here I am, relishing the last trip of the year with my man and a friend who is really close to my heart. There are a few unknown people who may become friends tomorrow. My heart goes out to all who are missing here. Sipping onto a hot Ginger Lemon Honey, with the chill running…
The lady at the shack
Well, I’m bad at remembering names, so I will simply call her Auntie. On my recent trip to Goa, she was working at Johnny’s Sand Dunes Shack right outside Hotel Goan Heritage on Calangute Beach. The very first morning when we went out for a walk, she greeted us with a big smile: “Aao sir,…
Bas ek din aur
Dil kehta hain is raat ki subha hi na ho,Kal is shareen mein rooh hi na ho.Mere liye kisi ki aankh mein aasu bhi na ho,Aur bicharne ke tarap ka ehsaas hi bhi na ho. Par dimag ki kashmakash hain kuch aur,kehta hain jee le,bas ek din aur. Kal shayad woh din tera ho,Shayad ho…
ANKUR MONDAL 