Quenching Emotions

“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.