Celebrating Dussehra with Heritage & Heirloom
Festivity is proclaimed in the atmosphere and everyone is indulged in the festive fervor infused in the air. Today, being the last day of Navratri, what else one can do…
Scars are good: a mature point of view !
In our previous blog post “A scar on face Vs. scar on soul” written by Maitreni, there started a discussion/debate about how scars are impactful on a person’s body, mind…
Melancholy: Between Tears & Smiles (Five Sentence Fiction)
Shraddha erupted into tears holding her new born baby in hands, thinking she was the greatest gift of God to her after that stress and agony of the labor room.…
अनुभूति और अभिव्यक्ति
कल्पनाओं के पाँखी उड़ गए संभावनाओं के पंख पसार बंजर मन की परती में अंकुरने से भावनाओं ने किया इन्कार ! यथार्थ की दुपहरी, बिखेर गयी धूप कर्कश जेठ सी…
तुम और मैं
I don’t worship and I’m called an atheist, but I share a special bond with my God, which makes me see Him more as a friend than a Superpower. My…
Tata Sky Transfer: Where dreams & doubts get transferred
Weaving wings out of words with her advice
Life is full of complexities and people who come up clean out of those complex situations are the real survivors. My life, too, was quite perplexed when I had that…
Saree— the coolest attire with Triveni Ethnics!
It’s considered to be the most beautiful attire a woman adorns as it brings the best of beauty out of her. Today, The Style Symphony has come up with yet…
धुरी और परिपथ
पृथ्वी का घूमना अपनी धुरी पर या फिर एक निश्चित परिपथ में परिक्रमा सूर्य की, — विज्ञान के इस सत्य को जीने की नियति है मेरी भी निरंतर…. अपनी अस्मिता…
Sands of Time
This poem is my first ever English poem as an amateur poet, written about 30 years back when I was a teen and studying in class 12th. Time leaves all…
अक्स और आँखें
When she was born, everyone said that she didn’t look like me! But, I made her my replica with time. 🙂 This poem is dedicated to my daughter Maitreni. .…
Between the lines…
I am the unreadable between the lines, The brew to turn you into the finest wines The strength to push you towards whites The restraint to stop you step into…
रात की स्याही
बोझिल शामें, ऊंघती रातें, ख्वाहिशें बरसतीं हैं आहत आँखों की साज़िश से साँसें बहकतीं हैं कतरा-कतरा होकर मेरी आवाज़ बिखरती है, मुझसे ही होकर रात, हर रात गुज़रती है, फ़िर…
मेरे हिस्से का दर्द
पीड़ा झेलती मेरी अनुभूतियाँ और झेलते हैं दर्द मेरे शब्द भी, तब जाकर कहीं रचित होती है मेरी व्यथा की कविता | घुमड़ते मेघों – आषाढ़ बनकर ही…
Happy Birthday to my Forever Little Baby!
Happy Birthday Glimmer! In that deadly dark sky after that twilight, Then emerged a dimmed delicate light Amidst those congregated emotions, I held a tiny star, after that endless…
उपहार: A Birthday Gift for You!
Happy Birthday Sunshine! 🙂 What could I gift you on this Birthday as all what belongs to me is yours. Apart from all the love, care, concern and time, I…
सृजन का सच
हर सुबह जब झरता है पत्तों से अँधेरा हवा चुनती है बूँदें ओस की और, गूंजता है हवाओं में राग भैरव धूप की पहली, कुंवारी किरण भेदना चाहती है वातावरण…
Buddy Parenting: My Journey from a Mom to a Friend
John F Kennedy once said— “Mothers all want their sons to grow up to be president, but they don’t want them to be politicians in the process.” All what he…