The Writer’s Block and the Writer’s Mobile

The Writer’s Block and the Writer’s Mobile

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I was sulking, like I usually do a lot whenever I am in a big writer’s block, and was off to a very common more of a hangout market with my mom because I just had a sudden desire to have deep…

Why Me?

Why Me?

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Me and my stream of thoughts Taking me down the memory lane. I was a child so loved With people to belong to, People to love, And people who loved back. But, came this turn of life With a deep infected wound….

मुझे यकीं है कि मैं कुछ भी नहीं

मुझे यकीं है कि मैं कुछ भी नहीं

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है यकीं मुझे कि मैं कुछ भी नहीं। नन्हा सा कण हूँ अपनी ज़िंदगी का । जब मैं खुद अपनी ज़िंदगी ही नहीं, तो मुझे यकीं है कि मैं कुछ भी नहीं।   यहां हर कण की अहमियत है दुनिया में। खासियतें…

The Comeback

The Comeback

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Thud! Thud! Thud! The loud thumping had broken the sound sleep of Mrs. Khosla. At first, she thought it might be the unhinged windows that were fluttering to and fro to the gusty winter winds. So she gave in to the sleep…

Indian Independence Day- Celebrate This One Day…

Indian Independence Day- Celebrate This One Day…

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Indian Independence Day Celebrate this one day for the people who gave their lives for this country. Celebrate this one day for yourself because you are not sundry. Celebrate this one day to feel what those people felt before laying their lives….

हम तो बच्चे ही अच्छे थे

हम तो बच्चे ही अच्छे थे

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ज़िन्दगी की हकीकत से जो पाला पड़ा है। अहमियत बचपन की तब समझ आयी। जिस लड़कपन की चाह में बचपन बिताया, उस लड़कपन ने अच्छे से नानी याद दिलाई। ज़िम्मेदारियों की बेड़ियों ने पाँव जो जकड़ा, तो समझ आया कि पतंगों के…

थोड़ा थक चुकी थी मैं

थोड़ा थक चुकी थी मैं

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भीड़ से भड़क्के से ज़िन्दगी के तेज़ घुमते चक्के से थोड़ा थक चुकी थी मैं. जाने कहाँ जाने की जल्दी थी मुझे किस लिए कदमो को दौड़ाये हाथों को सिमटाए, दिल को सीने में दबाये चले जा रही थी. . मेरा दिल…

Life…

Life…

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Life, I will be back with you in a minute. I am just taking a timeout, In the areas where your boundaries are. The place where you just stop existing. And never dare to go. . Life, I know you are trying…

Into The Soil…

Into The Soil…

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Into this soil, I will go one day Maybe like ashes. Maybe a decay. What can I be afraid of in this world? This is not where I will always stay. . The world will move on. Find something new, I will…

Underwater

Underwater

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If the world has to end someday I hope she finds her place under water As the sweet waves take over And deep she goes into a dark oblivion. . For if she ended in fire She maybe cleansed to say But…

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