The art is long, and life is short.
It’s not you, it’s us, they say, and a huge wide wound on your heart, they lay. Sometimes, life doesn’t even bother to give a reason, It just hurts and you shed like leaves during the autumn season. When I hurt my own self, at least its all me and mine, why to keep any… Continue reading When it is hard || World Mental Health Day
Two days ago, I woke up to the heart wrenching news of the sad demise of Manisha Valmiki, the recent brutally gang-raped 19-year old. (Hathras Rape Case ) At this point, I have been sitting for about half an hour, confused, derailed, and undecided on how to put everything going through my mind in words.… Continue reading I Am Not Safe || Something Personal
When I met Narendra Modi, the PM of India !!
Nobody likes the ways of the society But everybody behaves like that same society.
.. and that the love was to be desired to make one whole and wise ..
She dances, and dances her way out, of life’s every malfunctioning shout.
(The English version of this Hindi poem is available right below it) यह रात का चाँद नहीं, इस चाँद की यह रात है । इस बेरंगे चाँद के रंग को हर जगह चमकाती यह रात है । वो चाँद चला जाता है, यह रुक कर करती उसका इंतज़ार है । यह रात का चाँद नहीं,… Continue reading Moon and it’s night
Present your present presently...
(English translation of this hindi poem is written right after) उलझी रह गई उलझनों में, सुलझाने चली उलझनों को, सुलझाना क्या चाहा उलझनों को, और उलझती चली मैं उलझनों में। बारिश हुई बिन बादल के कोहरा छाया घना घना, एक उलझन सुलझाने को मेरा मन भी बना बना। उलझन सुलझी सूरज आया, फिर बाक़ी उलझनों… Continue reading El problemo
Holding a paper and a pen, sitting here in my private den..
The Lettered Paradise 