
Main yahan din gin rahi hunTum mujhse milne aaogi na maa Neend ab aankhen churaati hai mujhseTumhari god main jo sukoon bhul aayi thi main woh leti aaogi kya Saasein tham si jaati hai mushkilon parTumhare seene mein chhupi meri dhadkan leti aaogi kya Main yahan din gin rahi hunTum mujhse milne aaogi na maa…
Pehli baar main ghar se itne lambe samay ke liye door rahi hun… magar… shayad door jaana zaroori tha… saath tootna zaroori tha.. ek nayi zindagi ke liye, ghar chootna zaroori tha.. par is sab ke baad bhi, kai baar, mujhe ghar yaad aata hai.. Jab raat ko sote samay koi haath sar nahi sehlataAur…
Mistakes. A common thread that runs through all of us. After all, ‘to err is human’. But, are we allowed to make them? Are we considered normal if we make them? We live in a world that craves perfection. A world which celebrates you if you haven’t made any mistakes. We’ve often heard the saying…
For once, I wish to dwell. Dwell deeper into the darkness that the night brings and stare at the Moon. In this wide tunnel of despair and darkness, I look for the moonlight at the end of the tunnel, for it lights a hope in my heart that there is something beautiful in darkness too…
Ek tum kahaani, ek main kahaaniEk yeh kahaani, ek woh kahaaniKhud mein samete huechal rahi hain hazaaron kahaani Yahan roz takraati hain kai kahaaniyaan kahaniyon se,Kisi ki bigadti hai, kisi ki sanwarti hai kahaani,ek doosre ke kisso ka hissa bantiEk tum kahaani, ek main kahaani Kuch kahaani hum likhen, kuch kahaani uparwala.Har mukaam pe aati…
I have written about change a couple of times but on a truer note, I still don’t completely understand it. It still scares me. I still wish to avoid it. I still go numb and freeze with incoming change. The actual scariness of change is the uncertainty of things it brings along. You can never…
I wanna go homeBut where is home Is it the house I was born inOr the one I moved into when I was five Is it the one I left for a new lifeOr the one that never felt mine I wanna go homeBut where is home Is it the one where I’m yet to…
There are a billion people in the world and quite a few in your life. However, the preeminent person in your life will always be you yourself. It is our primary responsibility to take care of ourselves first and why shouldn’t it be. This mind of ours fights numerous battles everyday for us. This body…
We often do not realize how bound we are by the world until it aches to survive. We crave liberation. Liberation from everything around and very often liberation from ourselves. The moulds we are stuffed into, unable to move our arms. The rules we are put under, unable to think openly. It is often our…
The enchanting tales I hear about this allegedly coveted world called “Adulthood” makes it less and less desirable for me. The inevitable world that awaits all of us painted in colors of blue and yellow is rather a gray world waiting to engulf us in. It charms us with its mythical promises of independence, love,…

A writer and storyteller at heart. I am pursuing my fourth year as a Film Design student at Symbiosis. I have a keen interest in creative writing, poetry and expressive writing.