Tum to sab jaanti thi,poocho apne dil se. Itne saal jise god mein khilaya,sine se laga ke duniya se bachaya. Uski har dhadkan se waqif thi,maathe ki chunwat ko bhi pehchnati thi. Jiski hansi mein tumhari khushi,Aur chot lagne par tum bhi roti thi. Tumhari lali lipstick lagakar bohot baar saja tha,Apni chunar orhakar jise…
Category: writing
Pulbangash
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…
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…
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,…
The Moments of Tranquillity
The constant pressure of work can certainly become overwhelming at times. To escape from this, we tend to run away. It was a similar instance in a regular Wednesday night conversation when we decided to book our tickets and escape from the madness the very next day. The bus left on time from the ISBT…
देश की मौत
मर चुका है,हर आदमी अंदर से मर चुका हैं।किसीकी मां, किसीका बाप,किसका भाई मर चुका हैं।सांसद में टेबल पीटते दलालों का,जमीर मर चुका हैं।अपने जमीन का हक मांगता,वो किसान मर चुका हैं।ऑक्सीजन के इंतजार में वो मरीज,सड़क पे मर चुका हैं।गोलियां चलाने वालो को सत्ता दी है,देखो यह देश ही मर चुका हैं।
Happiness: A state of Mind
After my last blog, I was asked if I had ever been happy throughout my entire life.The question also followed: Was I equally sad in my last relationship?If one scrolls down my blogs, they are filled with my feelings, which are unquestionably dark and sad. But again, they are pretty much real and part of…
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