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…
Tag: beingmyself
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…
A good-for-nothing average guy
It’s the pandemic of over communication that has led to an absence of self-belief. I still remember the last few weeks of my graduating year. I was called upon the stage and was awarded the “Best All-Rounder (Cultural)” award. It made it more special it was conveyed to me by one of my professors that…
Grey
Curved out a sheet from life,And made it the base.Choose the darkest shade to paint it,That matched the soul;So whatever is written would shine out.The board was unique,Second to non.Finest of the chalk was chosen,To write the name that would remain forever.Unaware, that the namesWould also bring a duster along;And someday each one would leave,erasing…
My Rainbow wings
It is always (very) important to accept yourself before you expect anyone else to accept you. Hi, I am Ankur Mondal and this is my story. It took me two wrong relationships and a failed person to discover the real me. Since childhood, because of my calm nature, my fellow students have called me by…
ANKUR MONDAL 