life’s lessons – Page 2 – My Tales Within

जिंदगी एक ख्वाब

मैं तो इक ख्वाब कि तलाश मेंघूमता रहाजब जाना कि यही ख्वाब हैफिर नींद नहीं आयी

Reflections

The morning is shrouded The wise wait Reflections remain inaccurate

Ridhesh and Meghna have always been the travelling types. Any travel was an opportunity for them to move out of the program codes on their computer screens and into the real world. Both had graduated together from NIT with BTech with majors in Computer Science. Making conversations with people they meet and living the customsContinue reading “Which one is the truth…?”

आज फिर से

आज क्यूँ ऐसा लगा तुमसे दोस्ती कर लें…. …. जान पहचान हुए अर्सा हो गया यह चेहरा कुछ अपना सा लगा… … आँखों में आंखें डाले अर्सा हो गया हाथ थामा है अब तो गर्माहट का अह्सास हुआ… … ठंड में नर्म धूप का लुफ्त लिए अर्सा हो गया आज जब बैठे तो सदियों केContinue reading “आज फिर से”

The supreme sacrifice

The ticker scrolled out the news. It moved in an endless loop accommodating the criptic mention of the Army Jawan Killed among the many more other news, in its limited loop cycle. The news anchor smartly read out the essential details in keeping with the constraint of time of the bulletin. The names, the incident,Continue reading “The supreme sacrifice”

What I missed this morning

It’s another day. The grind of the day commences as seconds turn into minutes. The timings are forced by habit. Each moment optimised to maximise comfort and safe living. Safety was built through certainty, by sticking to the practiced routine. This day was no different. The countdown began as I pulled the car out ofContinue reading “What I missed this morning”

Who Cares… Who’s Real?

We heard Laila o Laila play on the FM. As the drums did the rolls Me and my daughter play our ‘guess who’ game. “Do you know… Who is the drummer?”, I ask. “I don’t know”, she says “It’s ‘Amjad Khan’ I answer, to score a point. But she says that’s only in the movieContinue reading “Who Cares… Who’s Real?”

The flying Kite

The flying Kite soaring the sky only because its tied. Snap!! The string breaks And its free.

Cracking the JEE

The admit cards, the passport size picture and the government approved ID were checked before we got into the car. These, at least would get us into the ring. The ingredient to crack the bout was presumed to be stacked in the nearest location on the RAM in the CPU of the brain for quickContinue reading “Cracking the JEE”

Inheritance

The rubber tried to hold on to the tar, but it was a losing battle. The speed was too high and time too less. Umesh was distracted by the message on the mobile as he executed the turn on the hilly serpentine road to Manali. Swathi slept peacefully as many events crowded into the lastContinue reading “Inheritance”