Swim away…

Looking for a meaning , I plod through my thought- clutter . I get hold of some pieces and try to make something meaningful out of it . But , But…. It looks different from what I actually saw . My thought canvas is marred by some abberant strokes , so much so, that I…

I had a dream…

I had a dream , which was quixotic in all it’s aspects . It was the manifestation of my subconscious , as if holding onto my unfulfilled desires and through the keyhole of my imagination , projecting on my conscious grey matter. It was a bliss until my eyes fixated on something grisly which wasn’t…

Why do I feel sad ?

Do I feel sad for the days , I haven’t lived enough . Or do I feel sad for the moments , I haven’t cherished thoroughly. I do talk , nowadays . But , now my talks lack content and nectar , they are bereft of the essence of life . I’m retrieving myself into…

Mera Vajood

Mera vajood ki mujhko talaash hn .Apne Ruh ko Apne jism se milane ke mujhe bhi pyaas hn .Kis qadar main samjhau tujheKi iss sansaar me mujhe , agar Kuch naa mile ,To koi gum nhiBus do Chand ki Zindagi me , umre Bhar ke pyaar ki aas hn. Teri mohabeet ke qasbe me ,…

Story of a unrequited love.

Every day , Just before I doze off , I think about you. Believe me , I don’t want to , but I do . Imagining your voice and moving figure , soothes my soul. But the wound it soothes were caused by you. I know , I’ll keep loving you no matter what ….

To this date.

I don’t know where to begin , even when things have come to an end . I keep asking myself , was I waiting for this doomsday to come ? My soul reverberated , but you did know the end in the beginning itself . Look at you , shredded into pieces , looking like…

An abstract analogy !

Realism in the practical world is a notion , which has blurred our consciousness and psyche in myriad ways . We strive for truth , but find it aversive , the moment we find it. Realism is a thorny rose , which tries to abrade the skin of fantasy , once you caress it with…

Trip to Kumbhalgarh -2

I left for the trek . We gathered near a gym, and was waiting for others  to join in , so that we could leave in time. My apprehensions related to my co-trekmates smoothened , the moment I met a boy of my age. I didn’t pay any attention to him initially , only to…

The fear of Oblivion Entrenched in..

We call ourselves unique and live in a delusional bubble of self-pity and misery , partly unaware of the fact that there are millions like us on the same lines. Let’s rewind to past , back in my childhood , I started experiencing some subjective feeling of pain / needle prick sensations , bouts of…

Trip to Kumbhalgarh-1

I was sulking and overthinking over trivial issues ; sitting in a corner and sipping my evening cup of tea while juggling with a plethora of thoughts and making an active attempt to refine/ untangle them to the level of relevancy and simplicity . It has always been an uphill task for me. During this,…