Kuch Nazare, Fursat Mange

कुछ नज़ारेफ़ुरसत माँगतीं हैं कुछ नज़ारे वो नज़र माँगतीं हैं कुछ राहें मंज़िल तक जाती हैं कुछ राहें मंज़िलों को भुलाती हैं ये तुम पर है क्या देखना है, कहाँ जाना है कहाँ पहुँचना है या बस सफ़र करना हैं ये ज़िंदगी है कोई ज़िम्मेदारी नहीं जीना है निभाना नहीं

Pakiza sa Rishta

Many times we yearn to win an argument. To have the last word. Sometimes it can actually be the ‘last words’. The words may be right, the logic may be flawless, yet something precious is quietly lost in the process. With time, we realize that the strongest relationships are not built on proving ourselves rightContinue reading “Pakiza sa Rishta”

Ripples distort my face

Is it the rain that trickles down my cheek? Are the clouds  Dark in the sky too? Accumulated rain create an amoebic puddle And the ripples Pulsate like a heartbeat It’s alive  It reflects  Sometimes the real  Sometimes the distorted It’s just the ripple Like a gruesome thought That changes  My face in the puddleContinue reading “Ripples distort my face”

I saw a Lion, spitting water

Long after a prince from the Srivijaya empire, believed to have Indian cultural influence discovered the place and spotted a lion, and named the place Singa Pura (Lion City) did a family of four from the same glorious land visit Singapore. The torso of a fish to the water spitting lion, turned out to beContinue reading “I saw a Lion, spitting water”