Rhythms of the words make my pen lose its feet on the paper. What exactly lies in the views is just a moment. A moment that never…
Gazing at stars was not veining with the idea of idle. It was a leisure for the set of eyes and a game for my mind. So I sat there…
Mind,
Everybody says the mind plays the game. Yes, it does, but to an extent, because in my accord there…
Let me write it exactly on point.Let me be raw.Let me fight.Let me be meek.Let me dangle.Let me sway.Let me trickle…
There will be moments I won’t let the shade, shade it. There are times when I wanted you to stay but life has always been a surprise, love…
I am not that easy a human.
I am real.
मैंने सोचा है एक किताब लिख दूँ,
जैसे मुझे किताबों ने लिख दिया है,
Feathers, yes these light feathers are just like those magnanimous light moments which seem to sit at the corner of the room and stare…
A lot have transitorily made their stay in my dome,