Words

Quote Unquote ~ 7/365

2013-05-21T23:00:00.001+05:30

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The Five People I Meet Everyday

2013-05-20T00:05:00.000+05:30

Have you ever been to ER? Sadly, I have been and it's the most chaotically organized place. When you are in the Emergency Room, you feel there are so many sick people in the world. But the moment you step out of the hospital, world seems all hale and hearty. That's surely not the case. A closer look at the people around you would narrate a different story. Someone had a tragic accident and

To You, Mom

2013-05-17T00:05:00.000+05:30

Mom, Today I missed you. When the maid was cleaning the kitchen, I wanted to say your exact words, 'Do the glasses first.' I realized how much I behave like you. Those little habits that irked me while growing up are a part of me now. Some say I am your replica. I feel proud to hear that but at the same time I know I am not half as good as you are. We kids never realize what our

Bill Gates of Small Town

2013-05-13T00:05:00.000+05:30

Not very often I meet people who challenge themselves. In my town, it's a norm for a son to join his family business. Why not? No rent, no boring office routine and a secure source of income, close to your family and friends. But when I heard about Nitin's business, I thought he could play around for a few years, he is young and his family is one of the richest in town. All the means to chase

Lost Prairie, Perished Dreams

2013-05-06T00:05:00.000+05:30

Someone said Look for greener pastures Chase it, dream high Leave the barren highlands You're an eagle Just fly... I did what they said I left my folks Earned enough bread Slogged day in, day out Yesterday someone else asked - Are you happy? Enough dime, perfect home I smiled, I thought Living in the prairie My dreams are lost Merrier times, I profess Can't be bought

Quote Unquote ~ 6/365

2013-05-03T07:04:00.000+05:30

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@Home

2013-04-29T00:05:00.000+05:30

Tree of Prosperity Search, swirl, dive with zero fear, We collect twigs and grass, Flying miles everyday, We return to the same path. Every tiny bit of sweat, Every cell of tired feet, Sings a soft lullaby, On glowing signs of our street. Blessed under the roof, With family sitting by our side, In the warmth of our abode, Our happiness strides. Amidst the cacophony we

Shaken Stirred

2013-04-22T00:05:00.000+05:30

Your body is a cup, Hot, cold, strong or light. Sugar, tea, milk Or plain water with ice. What it holds inside, ...is what you are. A teacher, doctor, engineer, May be a movie star. Nod in agreement, Or shake your head strong. We all love fancy cups, But we know where it belongs. Pretty outside attracts us, Our heart skips a beat or two. But we never hold a cup longer,

Tress-Symphony

2013-04-15T00:05:00.000+05:30

Musical, like the strings of guitar, Tied-Untied, I look million stars. My playful tresses dazzle the show, Like...Madonna, Madhu Bala, Marilyn Monroe. A bit of punk, a bit of jazz, Humming melodies of rock-n-roll. Untied - my hair sweep you off your feet, Rhythm of it caress your soul. Angel I look with golden halo, Like...Madonna, Madhu Bala, Marilyn Monroe. Tied -

Quote Unquote ~ 5/365

2013-04-14T19:12:00.000+05:30

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Touch Me Not...

2013-04-08T00:05:00.001+05:30

Slightly salty, slightly stray, A little spicy too. Temptress clad with mystery, Touch me not, you may pursue. Watch your dreams, I set them on fire. Silk around my body, May spark your desire. Purple nights, sober days, Frenzy surrounding my skin. Touch me not, Let our breath rock like violin. Smoking-sizzling, take my senses on an alluring

Quote Unquote ~ 4/365

2013-04-06T21:14:00.000+05:30

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मुहब्बत

2013-04-01T00:05:00.000+05:30

हर मौसम में हम जिया करते है! मुहब्बत के जाम दिन में भी पिया करते है! आग को लगा कर गले, बारिश की तमन्ना किया करते है! शाम को खुशबू जिस्म की, साँसों में लिया करते है! रौशनी को अँधेरे में छुपा के, धीरे-धीरे चांदनी किया करते है! नज़रो से बातें करके, चुपचाप जिया करते है। शायद... हर मौसम में हम युही मुहब्बत किया करते है! Listen to the poem on SoundCloud *Image Source - Google

Braided Memories ~ Pages from my Diary

2013-03-25T00:05:00.000+05:30

After chasing my cousins on a sultry summer day, I fell into my grandmother’s lap. She stroked her fingers into my hair and it felt heavenly. She unclipped my hair and I rested my little head close to her bosom. As she blew air on my scalp and with the sweat beads evaporating, summer turned into spring. ‘You have beautiful hair,’ she said and started braiding my hair. Too tired to argue, I

Who am I, Dad?

2013-03-18T00:05:00.000+05:30

I danced with the wind, Not cared for a dime, Lived under your shadow, When the sun shined. Like a princess every day, I ordered this and that, Sang my stupid tales again and again, You gave me a smile and a pat. The day search for the ‘prince’ ended, You gave me right away, Not thinking twice Dad, That I’ll miss you every day. You gave your piece of heart, And we both

Quote Unquote ~ 3/365

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67% Discounted

2013-03-11T00:05:00.000+05:30

I stubbed my cigarette, Naked I walk. On a broken trail, In the noise of a monologue. Truth is a product, I bought 'it' on discount. Applauding myself in soliloquy, On the bargain so profound. 25% thrashed, for world so corrupt, 15% more for shredding peer's trust. 10% lost in commercialisation wave, 15% goes to how we behave. 2% is the surcharge, For making life unbelievingly

Celebrate Women, Celebrate Life!

2013-02-28T20:11:00.000+05:30

Every week I read many stories on rapes, female infanticide and domestic violence. We vent out our anger and emotions so heavily that we almost present women as a weaker being. Why don’t we write more about the strength of women and glorify her? How about narrating the stories of those who in spite of all the difficulties, earn, do all household chores, raise their families and do all that

Barren Life

2013-02-25T10:23:00.000+05:30

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Food, Drape and Home...

2013-02-17T22:23:00.000+05:30

Neither a million bucks, Nor the gold in my safe. Caresses my jittery thoughts, Reassures my dwindling faith. Hungry mind often wanders away, Quelling beliefs, finding logic. Penning looming thoughts calms the feud. Writing serves my appetite, Writing is my food. People mocked me, they shunned me, I felt naked, without clothes. Sewing pride inch by inch, Draped semi-clad

Happily Ever After...

2013-02-11T10:23:00.000+05:30

Somewhere from north-east, Can't be sure when. Love came like a strong wind, And hit Ben. Unlike the colors of fall, It was black and white. Near the patio of his house, Golden rays placed a spotlight. She wasn't a fairy, Wasn't a queen, A girl dressed in black in her teens. Love, that too at first sight, Kindled a never ending romance. Mary was blessed for life,

Art, it is - II

2013-02-04T00:05:00.001+05:30

I'm no Van Gogh, I'm no Voltaire. But I want honesty, that's all I care. It's like a bee sting, you all will agree. When some trashy post gets 50 comments and your masterpiece just three. All that glitters is not gold, behold and contemplate. 'Art' needs honest feedback to stimulate. You become a monk with no Ferrari or Car. 'Nice Post,' 'Likes' - such comments leave indelible

Quote Unquote ~ 2/365

2013-02-01T20:08:00.000+05:30

Mirror Mirror on the Wall, Who's fairest of them all? I'm Mona Lisa and She is plain, But the truth is - we all are Vain.

Scintillating Desires...

2013-01-28T22:23:00.000+05:30

This poem has won second prize in 'Divine is You' Contest on BlogAdda.com. Demure, yet subtly bold, I tucked my fingers in his hand. Scintillating winter, scintillating desires, He better understand. Camouflaged my sleek body, with layers of yarn. I knew my burning passion, could set off the alarm. I underplayed, I dozed, I resisted all kinds of fire, I even slashed down,

More Goodness For You!

2013-01-25T10:23:00.000+05:30

Dear Skin, First, let me thank you for being so radiant in my teenage, with no pimples or acnes. You also outlived my expectations for lasting beyond those wonder years of early 20s. Yes, I still get many compliments courtesy you. Barring the accident I had when I was 19, you never troubled me. Sorry for those scars but hope you remember how I took extra care and pampered you with