घर न जा परिंदे
घर न जा परिंदे वहाँ ताला है बदला, तेरी चाबी से अब न खुलेगा,वापस कहाँ जाएगा?इतने दिनों तू था एक अजनबी, अब तुझे क्यों कोई गले लगाएगा?जिस युद्ध में था तू डूबा,वहाँ जाने से तुझे था रोका ,तू फिर भी लड़ने था दौड़ाकी तेरा रक्त
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Miss Communication
I often miss our communication,When we would speak so muchThat the world would evanesce,When we would hold each other’s gazeFor so longIt would unveil our longingTo be with each otherSo closeThat our breaths would mingleAnd fail to make out Yours from mine.What’s mine is yours,What’s
Forgotten Letters
The world becoming smaller isn’t exactly a good thing. It has taken a lot of good old stuff from us. I hate how letters have gone extinct. Weren’t they a product of immense yearning? You wouldn’t waste it with your regular small talk. In a
मैं यहीं ठीक हूँ
जब तुम ठहरे हो एक कगार पर,कि अब टूटे की तब टूटे,जहाँ टूटने के सिवा और कुछ न कभी होता,इंतज़ार के चौखट पर शायद ही मन कभी सोता,तो क्या फ़ायदा हथेलियों का? जब रेत रोके न रुके, जब हर सोच हो बिखरने की, रास्ता हो
Player Two
Gaming has been a big chunk of my life so much that I always return to it. If I mull over the why, the only thing that makes sense to me is that maybe it takes me to a different world. The bizarre possibilities of
Karmic Vessel
Think about it, the only thing that makes sense of one’s fate is the concept of Karma. Otherwise, why would a child die at a very young age? What’s he punished for? Or why do two people born in the same circumstances experience life very
The Boogeyman Hour
Why I hate to fightIs not the hurt,It is actually the aftermathWhen she pulls herself under a shellAnd struggles to trust me again.I was a monsterSome unfortunate minutes ago,It is so difficult to convinceThat I am not the same man,I was merely at my lowest
Adventureland
Every new thing is like an adventure for me. While I am trying to muster all hope from every nook and cranny I could find at this stage, when someone suggests trying an unusual thing, I instantly become all ears. Always giving in to what
Summer Days
There was a reason why Shyla loved summers. It was only during the summer break that she could be with her distant cousins who would arrive in Channipur to spend their holidays. It was only during their time in the village that the otherwise dull
नाशपाती
नाशपाती नाशपाती,विश्वासघाती नाशपाती,मिठास के आड़ में दे जाती एक विचित्र स्वाद यह नाशपाती। खाने में न मिलेगा कोई साथी, क्योंकि सामने रखी है नाशपाती,उठा उठा कर अकेले खाओ, फल है भाई यह आत्मघाती। जा कर चुपचाप बैठ जाती, चढ़ कर यह मेरे छाती,भुलाने को तो