With the subtle hues and the tangerine skyline….the evening dressed up pretty. She pulled and pushed amongst the heaps of clothing, in search of the perfect dress. With gold on her mind, she was excited...a little nervous, and pretty hallucinated. She knew that she had worked hard to see this dream coming through and wanted… Continue reading Gold: Living the Empowered Dream
बूंदों की आहटों पे जब दिल मचलने लगे दिल के समंदरों में जब ख्वाब पलने लगे समझ लेना की आज ... दिन कुछ ख़ास है! पलकों के झरोखे में से नींद ढलने लगे चंचल सी ये काली लटें, फिर घटाओं सी उड़ने लगे समझ लेना की आज ... दिन कुछ ख़ास है! जब… Continue reading आज … दिन कुछ ख़ास है!
नम हुईं ये पलकें जब , लफ़्ज़ों की यूँ आंधी चली, तू है …और है भी नहीं! तेरा साया है दीवारों पे... मगर, सूनापन है तेरे साथ में भी, तू उठ रहा …कभी बैठ रहा …कदमों से ये घर नाप रहा, तेरे क़दमों की आहट तो है पर मेरे हाथों में वो हाथ नहीं मैं… Continue reading तू है…और है भी नहीं !
The excerpt speaks of the turmoils within a soldier's heart. And, how he stands by his duty and honors that uniform.
The Imaginary Love
Ha Pea Mothers Day! ..said the first card my son ever made for me. Let me introduce you to my son: A naughty two and a half year old, asking for constant attention. A cranky single child who clings on you like a magnet. A little dependent being who starts walking in sleep: finding mumma… Continue reading Ha-Pea Mother’s Day
When the need for materialism grows, along grows the hunger for money... Within the closed environs of air conditioners, we have forgotten the bright and sunny! At the slight humor pointing our way, we lose our cool; remember those jives that once were funny... It's not cars and palaces, totes and boots; Definitely not the… Continue reading Daily Prompt- Harmony
Morning hugs and lazy shrugs, Cereal, Juice and coffee mugs... Toasted, roasted, wheat and rye, I wanna eat them all and a spicy egg fry! You spoilt me then and do so now, A look at you and I go wow... Mom, it's your love that keeps the family going... You are the star of… Continue reading Daily Prompt- Fry
You opened your eyes and looked around, A shiny gleam and a gurgling sound As your rosy li'l face brushed past my gold finger knuckle... We went head over heels with that heartwarming chuckle
He was born on the road and might breathe his last as well there..But each day he worked hard as a labourer to feed his motherless children. Night was setting in...Hurriedly, he changed his soiled clothes and gathered belongings to rush home.. They lived on the corner of that deserted road, under the railway bridge.… Continue reading Hunger