At Platform 3, it was expected. A little late—by about seven minutes. Almost on time. We stood on the dimly lit platform, a place that seemed rooted in the past. And then it arrived—chugging in with quiet authority. One of the oldest iron serpents still crawling across the Indian landmass. The Punjab Mail. Launched onContinue reading “Journey with History”
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A game
You can’t get wet
What strategies do you use to cope with negative feelings? I call them just feelings Not positive Not negative Just feelings And they are just a passersby They pass by In the flow of thoughts Like the flowing river You can’t get wet Unless to dip your hand in it And in the river AllContinue reading “You can’t get wet”
I am an animal
Which animal would you compare yourself to and why? A bat Who sees the world as a song A snake Who would like to get a new skin A pig Who stays fun, even when surrounded by filth A dog Who lives on faith and loyalty An eagle Who soars blissfully high above the chaosContinue reading “I am an animal”
The two Xs #womensday
The two Xs,I am happy they combinedI never complainednever questioned Y❤️❤️❤️
I am learning
What is the last thing you learned? It really doesn’t matter Nothing really does Yet it hurts, it feels good It’s just a song on repeat mode It sounds just like me Not surprisingly I am the instrument Did I learn that? No, not yet I am learning though Till then I am loving thisContinue reading “I am learning”
Happy Holi
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Hate, I ban you
If you could permanently ban a word from general usage, which one would it be? Why? Hate The word I could ban … But yet The feeling Would linger … I wish I could Eliminate that Maybe someday
My worn out shoes
Tell us about your favorite pair of shoes, and where they’ve taken you. My worn out shoesholds many memoriesEmbedded and buriedDeep within its weary sole Witness and participantIn those resolute and thoughtful stepsOf the many tough treksAnd some easy strolls Scrapping the groundRaising the dustTo propel me forwardto play my rightful role It lays tatteredWoundedContinue reading “My worn out shoes”
She waits
वो इंतज़ार करती है ना जाने क्यों, वो राह तकती है … नहीं आयेंगे, बड़ी दूर हैं ये जानती है फिर भी, मानने से इनकार करती है … अब नहीं रहे, वो नासमझ सयाने हो गए हैं फिर भी फ़िक्र उनकी यूँ ही रोज़ाना किया करती है … कहाँ है वक्त इस भागती दुनिया में Continue reading “She waits”
