Agar padh payein aap toh mujhe zaroor batana Hindi poetry by Jafar Rehman
And my muscles ache and the void that exists is nowhere close to being covered.The days go by and I find myself lost out there. The distractions lose their effect and reality scratches and exposes itself. I accept today that I am bad when it comes to keep moving. It is not my strength. I… Continue reading From the 3rd of this month
I left a month ago and by this time I was in a different place, breathing different air and completely unaware of what was to come in the next month. How things would escalate and this freedom I had would go away. I have not counted the number of days it has been since the… Continue reading When the shitstorm passes over?
I am done reading a couple of pages and it is time for me to sleep. It is way beyond my usual time. My body aches and demands some sleep but I just don't want to go to bed. I ate well but my stomach is churning acid and my mouth is dry and the… Continue reading What next?
I remember being this lean guy (really lean) who is standing in front of a projector at this hotel's ballroom. I am presenting something my team worked on. Frameless glasses and I have a serious look on my face. I look determined and very serious. Why am I suddenly telling you about it? Well, today… Continue reading Looking back
My mom loves cleaning. On Sundays I'd be home, we would listen to some old Hindi songs and have our breakfast. I will find myself on my pc to either pay bills or check my email (personal) and mom would get to cleaning things. Today, my sister opened the window saying it is not that… Continue reading A window
I am sitting under this big tree on a big ground. This ground surprisingly is from my school and I just happen to remember it clearly. Anyway, I am sitting there under the tree and I am all by myself. I am digging the soil with my nails and I keep doing it for a… Continue reading Grave project
I haven't been writing for quite some time. Honestly, I could have worked on building a habit or forced myself to do it. And here I am announcing this to the world. I was traveling last week and had a lot of time to think and reflect on life. A few who know me are… Continue reading How does it feel?
Chipped wall of my house. I am currently sitting on my sofa in a rented flat in a metro city. The wall right in front is chipping and there are two lamps. Surprisingly, one of them never works and the cheap painting I got from Lajpat Nagar never gets the light it deserves. My favorite… Continue reading Chipped Wall
Umeed mere doston kuch aisi hai ki jaise raat ke andhere mai ek badi deewar aur usme ek khidki. Main aur shayad aap bebas us deewar ke saamne khade hai. Na main aapko jaanta hun na aap mujhe jaante hai toh aakhir yeh majra kya hai? Ab raat ke andhere mai deewar ke saamne khade… Continue reading Hope Umeed