Thought of the Day

 “Milta toh bahut kucch hai Iss Zindagi Mein. Bas hum Ginti usi ki karte hain, Jo haasil na ho saka.”– Gulzar

Thought of the Day

"Nothing is free. Everything has to be paid for. For every profit in one thing, payment in some other thing. For every life, a death. Even your music, of which we have heard so much, that had to be paid for. Your wife was the payment for your music. Hell is now satisfied."– Ted Hughes

The Festering Feminism

The prejudice are we the him and the hers We who set the edicts, the laws and the rules. Upon her have bestowed a chauvinist curse; A life breathing silently amidst the bigotry fools. The endurance of norms to win social respect, The chivalry earned by her oppressed presence. The tag of multi-culturally sensitive and [...]

Universe and Me!

The thought crawled aliveIn the dead of the night,Rambled my thinking,And gripped my mind,A mystery to ponder uponIn the daylight,An enigmatic realityOr merelyA delusion of a kind; What are we beyondFlesh and blood,Are we something moreOr merely a mesh of ash in the mud? Or what looks like a connectionIs merely a theoryBased on unrealistic assumption? If you [...]

Delusional Illusion

I held on to my imaginationThe words that were never said,Actions were enough to scream its existenceI thought of the colour of love as red, Now that I see it all in serendipityOnly then I can see,I was captivated by a blurred visionThe vision that wore a shining armour mirroring me, The girl stood in [...]

The Colour of my Dream

What's the colour of your dream?Is it yellow, pink, green or blackOr is it simply white, like a canvas that's blank? Is it Pacific with a depth of an ocean,Or simply azureLike a boundless sky? Is it Amber with a warmth of an autumnOr simply GoldenLike a molten gild? Is it Jade with a richness [...]

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassy and wanted wear;Though as for that [...]

My Mysterious Muse

I scribbled this thinking about you,And how if you were a novel,An adventure of sadness and happiness,Woven together like a love lost in heaven, You would remind me of the stars and galaxiesThe constellations and caffeine,Full of pages holding mysteries,Making me laugh and cry at the same time, You would smell like history with a [...]