Memories

your heart and mine was different like poles like north and south we were intense and raw the fire burned bright like the Icarus we flew too close to the sun and burn ourselves out the awkward/weird photographs found their place in our phones and cameras and they burned in my mind i see the… Continue reading Memories

Socks

I am on the sofa without any socks while the cold wind announces itself harshly. It finds its way through the gaps in the old doors and windows of the house. I am any day better than the guy I saw sleeping or passed out on the footpath in Gurgaon or those who try and… Continue reading Socks

3:24

The time in my watch is 3:20 (actually 3:21) and I haven't had my lunch yet. On a usual day I would not delay it but today was different. As it happens I am working on a project that demands urgent attention. My job is to trim content, take care of details and make sure… Continue reading 3:24

Maqsad

Mere din raaton mai ghul gayeRaat ka maqsad hi khatam ho chala Gaflat mai padha mainRaat ko guzarta dekh gayaSubah ko maine Aasmano ke woh rang bhi dekhe Ghane baadlon ne din ko gher rakha thaPar na baarish thi na koi hawa thiEk andhera sa thaDin main bhi raat si thi Aur kuch isi tarahMere… Continue reading Maqsad

Khoye Log

Kya yeh khoye hue log kabhi milte hai? Kya hota hai inka koi thikana? Woh jisko maine Dekha aaj haath failate hue Traffic signal par Kya woh ho sakta hai Ek khoya hua? Kya yeh khoye hue log milte hai kabhi? Bheed bazaro main Beech sadak par Ya fhir khali masjid Ye khali mandir main?… Continue reading Khoye Log

Hasi

Tumhare chehre par hasi to thi Par tumhari aankhen kuch Aur keh rahi thi Shayad kuch thaki si thi Tumhara chehre par hasi to thi Par tumhare andaz Kuch alag se the Aaj tum chup se the Aaj tum- tum se na the Waqt ke saat Raasta beet ta gaya Main chalta raha Tu bhi… Continue reading Hasi

Cigarette aur chai

Un sardiyon ki raaton main Mere haath mai ek cigarette thi Aur tumhare haath mai chai ka cup Hum dono ek thele par baithe Andheri sunsaan raat mai Baate kar rahe the Kohre ke saath Hamare muh se dhuan nikal raha tha Us hisaab se toh Cigarette tum bhi pee rahi thi Maine haskar yeh… Continue reading Cigarette aur chai

Tea Cup- Short story (hindi)

I came to the blog with the determination to write something and then I checked my last post. Guess what, it was on 20th of August, exactly a month ago. In that very post, I had mentioned about writing more frequently which I failed to do. A lot of reasons but let's not get into… Continue reading Tea Cup- Short story (hindi)

Guzra hua ek din

Main school mai tha us samay, bachpan se hi mujhe din mai kuch waqt akele baithna pasand tha aur aksar dophar mai class ke baad mai akele baitha karta tha. Hostel ke un dino main, ghar ki kaafi yaad aati thi, jaise dophar ko kabhi sogaya toh ghar ki yaad mai baaki din beet jaya… Continue reading Guzra hua ek din

One word story

euphoria I don't know how does one word story works. Guess I am doing it right?