Quenching Emotions

Oh Darling!Why did you lose my sight Glamming up so sexy and bright Come back to me for once Let's just eat,repeat and dance I promise to abide by rules Just few glances and a big NO to school It will be a tete-a-tete Pretty rhymes and love is all you'll get Assure me your presence and make it a deal You will come and make alive my every feel My words are looking in your anticipation My sweetheart moon kindly come and grant me gratification

“Free cab service from Metro station to Your destiny” Yes you heard it right!!! I experienced this service today itself when I just boarded out of Patel Chowk Metro station. It was quite a different experience to avail a free cab service and top of that the lovely people(the drivers and the managers) were literally shouting out and calling names to avail this service. And my destiny was “GURUDWARE BANGLA SAHEB” Hoardings were there like “Free cab services on sundays for the sangat (devotees) from 10am to 7pm” I was literally shocked,I mean I have been to gurudwaras earlier also and have seen the services,to be precise free and selfless services they offer but it was something very new for me. I have been associated with sikh religion since my birth (coz of few acquaintances we have) but my involvement has increased since last few years itself. It's always divine to visit gurudwaras anytime and everytime. Whenever I crave for peace I see gurudwara as one of

Sadness is so overrated,look around yourself and see 90% per cent faces have lost the curve,that curve of happiness. Let's make happiness a platitude,laugh often,smile more! Whenever you see an ambulance,just lift your head up and do a random wish,"May god bless the person". Whenever you come across an old soul,why not hold their hand for once and live their long journey in just a fraction of second. So what if I'm 5’2”” and not some 5’5” as I wanted to be,but see how lively my heart is! So what if my income is not 6 digit,I know how to cheer someone at their worst! So what If I don't have perfect body curve,I know how to share my smile with kids,the only curve which sets your heart straight! So what if I'm aging,losing my charm,isn't it something natural and needs to be appreciated and celebrated?My wrinkles expressing my pains and yet my survival is so cheerful and lovely! So what if we don't get what we crave for,isn't patience someth

Talking and picturising everything about moons,stars and dreamy world surely makes me a poet But today I want the girl inside me to do the talks I won't use heavy words to make it any typical poetry My heart bleeds while writing this piece but is that all I'm allowed to do? Another 8 years molested,wait last time i heard was 11 months The one who doesn't even properly understand what Vagina means was torned apart The lovely floral skirt cried and the diaper couldn't even scream Is this the world we are heading to?Is this the place we deserve to live for? I ask for how long men will prove their manhood by tearing us apart? Is your manhood so low that it needs to be proved by bringing down our self respect? Is your physical strength so weak that it knows only how to break down those soft walls mercilessly and destroy our world shamelessly? Why being raped is a sin for a girl and called a victim? Trust me No dress decides to be raped,it's th

There comes a pain in my chest and I'm feeling so restless,running out of breaths and it feels as if someone just lifted his heavy sack of pains on my chest. Wait it isn't some heart attack no just relax it's the prerequisites of writing a heart wrenching story. It's about the feelings a writer usually encounters before penning down something which stings his heart,which makes him feel everything again and same the way he felt on the day everything slipped through his fist. The very day he wanted to grasp her so badly but everything spilled. Beans of hatred spilled over their hearts and what was left were only bitter words piercing right through their veins giving a stinging feeling. Well where i was,sorry I was lost back,so I'm going to tell you today how it feels like loving a “storyteller”,Well you must have heard who they are,right? You read a short story of around 1000 words and got inspired,why?coz it had few motivating words and of all it was