Speechless – but still hanging around. Its very rare that I have nothing to say – when your mind goes completely blank and there is absolutely nothing you want to write yet I scribble things here because I realise I haven’t been here for a while ๐ and pouring your heart out is needed to …
Off late, there has been a very strange feeling of realising your life’s goals and its intended destination. You stay away from the huzz and buzz of life and the one-way traffic that the society has to offer you. Staying away from all the news and current affairs, or rather acting as if you don’t …
Rang badalti hai zindagi, Har pal ek sa toh nahi hota… Kuch din aise bhi beete hai, jab dard ka ehsaas hi nahi hota… Yoon hi nahi hota rang gehra, Kuch kasoor waqt ka bhi hai… Dard toh rehta hai seene mein, Chehron par muskaan aaj bhi hai… Lekin Chehron ki Khushiya kya batayegi, Is …
I haven’t been regular at my blogs lately — In fact, regular is an overstatement – Its been many many years I haven’t written much. But I guess it’s never too late to start again. Isn’t it? My recent trip to India made me realise a lot of things. Life is too short, you need …
Hello world. I just returned back to #London after a wonderful week back home in India. Every time you travel back home — you question yourself why do you have to go back? Life is really strange. I so wished we were not torn by our “practical” and “emotional” sides so much. A part of …
11th October — Its been 6 years since I have lost myself… my dad. my friend. my institution. Life has been good to me. I moved to London in 2010 – completing one of his biggest dreams of travelling to London some day, which he never did. But every single day, every single moment I …
Back in the days where Tom and Jerry and Flinstones were considered as epic cartoons – I remember we used to wait for days to get our hands on the new editons of Indian Cartoon Magazines – Tinkle, Amar Chitra Katha, Chandamama, etc. And one of the best superhero’s we used to adore was Chacha …
11th October 2011 – I remember the day clearly when I spoke to my dad for a few hours while on my way to office. It was a usual day, but never thought the day would leave its mark in history as the darkest day of my life. I have been in London since 5 …
Just remembered one of the poems by Shri Harivansh Rai Bachchanย which I had learnt during my school days. เคเฅเคถเคฟเคถ เคเคฐเคจเฅ เคตเคพเคฒเฅเค เคเฅ (Koshish Karne Walo Ki) – เคนเคฐเคฟเคตเคเคถเคฐเคพเคฏ เคฌเคเฅเคเคจ (Harivansh Rai Bachchan) เคฒเคนเคฐเฅเค เคธเฅ เคกเคฐ เคเคฐ เคจเฅเคเคพ เคชเคพเคฐ เคจเคนเฅเค เคนเฅเคคเฅ, (Lehron se dar kar nauka paar nahi hoti) เคเฅเคถเคฟเคถ เคเคฐเคจเฅ เคตเคพเคฒเฅเค เคเฅ เคเคญเฅ เคนเคพเคฐ เคจเคนเฅเค …
Interesting. It is strange that after many many years I feel like blogging again and I am sure anyone who knows me and have followed my earlier blogs would be quite surprised. But I hope to start writing again which was my passion. So here is my first post, a poetry I wrote during my …