आमहर साल आते हैं,और हर साल कुछ आम सी यादें बुन जाते हैं, इन यादों को फिर कहीं तिजोरी में बंद करके,हम ज़िंदगी में आगे बढ जाते हैं । कभी स्कूल के इम्तिहान, कोलेज की पढ़ाई,कभी ओफिस का प्रेजंटेशन, या घर की सफ़ाई, इतने उलझ जातें हम,की वो तिजोरी का रंग – आकार भूल जाते हैं । और फिर कुछ साल बाद॰॰॰फिरसे आती है उस आम की खुश्बू,चुपकेसे, दबे पांव, उस बिन चाबी की तिजोरी को खोलने, उन यादों को दिल से लेकर आखों में भरने । _ _ _ Part #2
If you are an over thinker, you will know what I am talking about…
One day I dared, I dared to look into those malicious eyes… It was just a few years ago that I walked in front of them Still…… Read more “one day I dared.”
Why celebrate women’s day?
This is my side of the story.
Here’s to all the feminism gone wrong in the world today.
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“Dead City. Dead City. Dead City. Dead City” Words played in her head as they drove through the night. A beautiful experience which had taken…… Read more “Looking outside the Window #36”
He enters the fancy, well-structured, square large cabin. She sits right in front of the door, up straight, on the big brown leather chair, with right leg…… Read more “The Limited Love.”
(Title inspired by Rabindranath Tagore’s novel) “Home is where your heart is” But, she has lost her heart already, or probably, she hasn’t found it ever. So……… Read more “Home and the World”
Remember how in childhood you use to like/drink milk so much, especially with added chocolate powder to it, and gradually you move to tea/coffee/nothing? Why? Is it…… Read more “The transformation from Bournvita to Coffee.”
He comes home at 1 a.m. and wakes her up. “I missed you so much in the movie”, and hugs her tight. She always considered him 50%…… Read more “He never noticed, and She never realized.”