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 ...

Bald head and a face mask. Salwar suit and a big envelope.She was in her near teens,may be 17 or so. An Envelope containing may be some medical reports.As I could read there was test lab name imprinted on it. Probably she was returning from some medical institute after her checkup. She was standing outside the Women's’ compartment and people gave her glances. As she entered the metro,I saw her and out of human generosity vacated my seat for her.A single glance of hers’ gave a thrilling chill inside my stomach. I wanted to take off my eyes from her and even tried but couldn't. My thoughts filled my head.I was wondering how such a small aged girl just have to deal with all those medicines and painful equipment. All I could think was how not even a complete adult have so much to handle in her life. An age we usually spend in roaming and chatting with friends,an age where we make friends for life,the age which we cherish for ages. The times which we crave oft...

“Hi” 2mins later “Hello “ “Wassup” 10 mins later “Reading,You??” As I was staring at my phone to get a reply,a shadow suddenly crossed me. It was 2 am in the night or I should say morning and I couldn't manage to get a sleep. I was sitting under the open dark sky,sky was completely clear and moon wasn't visible,a day after full moon. It has been always soothing to sit and relax on my terrace,no noises irritate your ear drums,just a serene and calm place to enjoy your own company. Only haunted things are your thoughts and at the least your own face. Concept of supernatural powers has gone long back since the day these cities have developed. These poor souls no more roam around,for humans are more dangerous than they are. As the shadow crossed I tilted my head towards and saw a girl. Right 5 buildings away from my terrace I saw her talking to someone. I couldn't recognise what,how and whom she was talking to but the moving lips could say it all...

At the end what matters Is not those piled up degrees but the knowledge you have gained to prove your self worth. The success you achieved,the position you acquired and not the hell you went through to get there. The physical fitness and the healthy mind you have,to deal with the problems of life and not all those traumas you dealt with. The person right next to you,loving you,understanding your silence and comforting you throughout your ups and downs and not the one’s who came and went like a storm. Coz what all we worry about is how it’s end gonna be. So fight till you reach the end,journey can be  beautiful,can be worrisome but the destiny will be more striking than you expected.

Loving yourself more than others is what I call self love and people often confuse it with being selfish. Lacking consideration for other people,one who is concerned chiefly with one's own personal profit or pleasure is what some definitions I got about the word “selfish”. I keep these two at completely different levels. Self love simply means first loving yourself and then others,not at the cost of cutting others part of love but simply loving a bit more yourself. There's no harm in loving yourself prior to others,yes it gives you your peace of mind. If I talk of bookish things and reel life people often quote “Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage”,is it really?what about loving yourself first and doubling your strength and courage?since no one is going to love you if you can’t love yourself. Love your soul,pamper yourself,protect yourself from toxic people, live what you love,hit the beach when you fee...

My heart rips off into pieces when I talk of our martyred soldiers of armed forces. I had tears while writing this small piece and we can’t even imagine the pain of the families which go through all such. Salute to our soldiers,our Military Forces which assures us to sleep in peace and live in harmony. When all a mother wanted was to ask him,”beta you had your lunch?”,”you had your sleep well?”, When all she wanted was him to hug him tight once he returns from battle field, But he never returned. When all a Father wanted was to pat his back and bless him with his choicest blessings, When all he wanted,that he couldn’t ever express,was how proud father he was to have him as his son, But he never returned. When all a wife wanted was to tell her husband,how badly she had missed him,drenching her pillow every night, When all she wanted was to share those lovely moments of their toddler growing up, But he never returned. When all her daughter wanted was to ride a ...

A Strong Woman She earns,waits but never begs She prefers Justifications Over Misunderstandings She keeps things short when she is off But is never Boorish She will weep inside,but keeps her promises outside She lets you realise the way things should happen, She will fight with every possible thing to hold on to you But once she is done,she never sings the blue She will love you like a mother,fight with you like a sibling, But will always be at your side no matter what happens If you have one respect her,because this is all she expects as being a one

beyond the horizon standing still across the water waves embracing thy feet lies a huge sea of emotions a sea full of commitments each wave with a sense of responsibility conveys how tomorrow life will not be the same how the little princess will be someone's queen how the mother's pampering are going to be catchy all she expects is a handful of respect A silhouette of dark and light To hold her oh so tight. beyond the horizon standing still......

आँगन में जैसे खिलते है फूल ,ऐसे ही घर को महकाती है बेटियां, आसमान में जैसे चमकता है सूरज, ऐसे ही ढृढ़ और निश्छल होती है बेटियां, समुद्र में कभी शांत लहरें तो, मुसीबत में जैसे माँ दुर्गा का रूप होती है बेटियां कोमलता और संवेदनशीलता का एहसास होती है बेटियां, हर माँ का सपना और पिता का सम्मान होती है बेटियां, मुरझाए हुए जीवन में उम्मीद कि किरण होती है बेटियां, माना की समाज की नज़रो में पराया धन होती है बेटियां, पर बेटो से भी बढ़कर होती है बेटियां, हीरा अगर है बेटा तो सुचा मोटी है बेटियां ईश्वर का सबसे अनमोल वरदान होती है बेटियां!!!!!!