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Tuesday, 1 August 2017

Him and Her, a story~

You, a transmitter of songs - of dismay, valour and remarkable joys.
The vessels that lead to my emotions occur in your eyes.
Simplicity was defined when you said, I was no longer anyone to you.
How effective that one sentence had been, both for you and me.
For you in getting rid of me, and for me, it was getting rid of me again.
Never again can a person be the same, when his/her first love fails.

Moments of madness hail.
But no, you can't let it happen.
For - you set the world around when you lose your breath.
Stay in the process of defining yourself better.
Close your eyes and find your driving place.
Right now you are short of words.
Accept this with an open heart.
Start your drive.
Don't fall short seeing an avalanche.
Be ready for a rebirth.

That, the person who smiles has to be you.
now, your happiness is defined not by her,
it's about yourself and your new life,
without her.

Thursday, 27 July 2017


whether it's in your coming in
or departing,
that my heart would sleep?
the one who succumbs,
isn't really the heart
those are the memories.

you gave me enough reasons
to know you well,
only to leave me behind
forging links to the girl
whom i had known
once, a long time back.

not that our love was
a bond that had a time-frame,
it's still there
and not that our feelings
have dissipated.
for they have grown
immensely like the twigs
lead to the branches.

it could be true
that our meeting
was to help us discover
how full of wonder
the person in the either of us

sometimes, it takes
the interaction of soul-mates
to lead the path
for each other.
they might not be together
for every sunrise & sunset
but their breaths say
the definite songs
of their togetherness.

i love you,
oh departing lover
that's what i always
had for you.

Wednesday, 26 July 2017

Friends and explorers together in the heart of Delhi

School friends are always special to us, and so it happened that we three had planned a meet-up after a long gap. I was excited to meet Ankur and Himanshu and our plan was almost on (proof being our WhatsApp group) but suddenly I had to change the outcome. I messaged in the group, "Guys, just got to know that I am selected for a competition. But the thing is, I need to be there for three days - it starts this Monday.") The best thing about friends is that they turn out to be the most supportive people on the planet, especially when we need it the most. I was tensed regarding what they would say to me for delaying the meetup, but what I received were congratulations and good-luck messages!

I left for the competition on Monday and then finally we planned to meet on Friday! This called for excitement when I took my camera bag along while leaving from home to see them. All I remember is telling Ankur to take me to the Hanuman temple, a very famous temple in Jhandewalan which is iconic to Delhi. While the three of us met, Ankur drove us to a jungle area next to the Hanuman Temple. He drove the car through the narrow lane made by cutting the trees. There was green blanket greeting us on the either side of the passage and after many bumps and genius driving, we were led to a theatre that was supposedly hundred years old. We spotted some children playing cricket, who were sweet enough to let me bowl two deliveries. 

We interacted with the security guards of the cinema hall, who filled us with stories of ghosts in the forest area. The three of us kept on exchanging looks as the guards narrated more stories of murders and crimes in the same cinema hall that they were guarding. But it was not functional anymore, so why were they even there? That's because a case was pending in the court regarding the ownership of the hall and it was anticipated that the real owners would win it back from the government. Later they could freely renovate the hall or start with some other venture. As we were leaving the men asked us to find a stick from the forest area and keep it in our hands, in order to save ourselves if a snake attacked out of nowehere.

I clicked some pictures of the forest area and we started our drive back, playing a bollywood track "ye bandhan kyu pyaar ka bandhan hai" in the car. We stopped at one of the most haunted places known in Delhi, referred as Bhuli Bhatiyari ka Mahal. Going by news feed on the internet I found out that it used to be a royal hunting lodge built in the 14th century. We couldn't spot anyone there other than us, until we were leaving that few boys came in with great interest. That's not a place one should plan going with one's girlfriend, you will be more scared by the silence more than the history of the place. Right next to the Mahal is a pond, which is quite a creation in between the green forest cover. An explorer's tip that I would like to share with you guys is that plan visiting Bhuli Bhatiyari ka Mahal in the day time with your friends. 

Later, we finally parked our car and visited the Hanuman Temple. I was touched by the complete marvel that the temple is, both from the inside and the outside. The pandits are so humble, that they are happy answering all your questions about the temple. While we came out of the temple, I got a chance to photograph a couple with their beautiful baby girl. 

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It was time for us to eat something but we settled with fruit juice near Pusa Road. Listening to more music in the car, we bade goodbyes at the Jhandewalan metro station. It was good to explore a new place and meeting my old buddies.



Dedicated to Sheetal Bhadauriya

Wednesday, 12 July 2017


"Through the roads of lustre and potential
I would like to walk", said the boy.
"Destiny takes us through many hills,"
said an old man in glee.
"Why are you happy? I ask thee."
Replied the young boy.
"Oh, that, it's because I see myself in you,
you little champ!"

The two of them walked through the street,
they felt the downpour of rain, 
smiles on their faces, they danced
in hunky-dory, for friendship had
opened its wings of acceptance;
and the old man had found his childhood.

Friday, 30 June 2017

What time is it?

What more can I say when my mind is out of pace? Yesterday, I thought the day was Saturday, whereas it was Thursday. "Moving so fast or are you left still in a mental condition/dilemma where you walk a different mile?" I questioned myself!

This very situation makes me remember a chapter I read in one of Robin Sharma's books, where he described how it wasn't an urgency to wear a watch in one's hand every time. That, it wasn't important to pick up every call on your phone, because telephone or technology for that matter exists for our convenience, not to drive ourselves out of it. Similarly, don't just keep on reminding yourself that today is Friday, Saturday or Sunday!

Yes, I very well understand this that in our everyday lives it is important to keep a check on the date and time considering work and assignments. But why not try setting yourself free of all the boundaries constructed around you? "Take some time off and give yourself time for expression." This is the statement which I keep on reminding myself whenever I feel a little disoriented from things around me. Yes, that is mental peace to me; now whether I forget the dates or time, there is sun coming up every morning and the moon adding the solace to the night. That is to tell us how magical and wondrous this world is, and what part of the day we are living in!

Through the many actions performed day and night, there is some rest needed by the mind. Give it what it asks from you. Because in the long run, giving your mind some space for fresh air (relaxation) shall be good for your well-being, health and happiness. 

A Winner in Us

Words know not, your eyes said the glory;
no, I’m not talking about victory but a girl’s story.
Sweet when she acts herself,
explaining the child in every sense.
Yes, now as she has won the hearts,
there would be all appreciation and claps.
Well deserved is the love,
you have nailed it, as would a dove!

Now, the time has come my friend,
your words have the might and strength.
As you said, “we can change the world,
yes, we are those gems, very bold.”
But you’re a winner for those millions,
those who sleep sans food, those Indians.
Those women who face many crimes,
and stay quite. You’re a hope, you will raise their voice.

I don’t want to sensationalise this more,
Not to burden you with responsibilities;
but to tell you, that be you. Nothing more,
for you are yourself a believer in miracles.
The ones which we humans have the aptitude,
to do. That voice has to be you!

Winner together!

The day when your light meets you..
when all your worries are left behind and you have the urge to learn and succeed.
You don’t want to be looked down upon anymore, and it doesn’t even matter how you are seen by people around, 
because you are crowned,
as a princess of your infinite possible dreams..
you are the power, you realise.. 
and you don’t count your happiness, 
but feel the magical streams,
touching your life in magnificence and belief! 


Tuesday, 20 June 2017

Snippets of the Mind (20/06/2017)


You could feel lost as much as you feel found like in life a new awakening seeps in. There is not much to think than responding to the situations around. Some people see challenging phases at a young point in life while others see these phases later on! Some achieve greater things at an early age while others see struggles before settling. Everyone takes one's time in short, and that is the spirit. They say that "believe in the process, it will all be alright."

Then there is a thing about belief. Every person needs to believe in the potential of one's dreams, to see things happening likewise. Another inspiring thought goes like this, "if there is a will, there is a way." There could be instances that you don't reach those heights where you had been aspiring to reach, but that doesn't mean that you lose hopes. Getting to the top of your aspirations should not be how success be defined. The process is a beautiful thing, so it should be lived with an open heart of exploration and learning.

Here I wish to write some poetry.

"At a certain height stood the branches of the tree,
They saw the passersby dancing with the breeze,
Dear ones got together, spent time walking,
and the branches only said, oh how we wish!
While the little boy playing underneath had the dream,
to learn how to climb the enormous tree."

Standing at height doesn't mean you cannot fall and the lowest times don't mean they would last forever. Everyone sees good and bad days, moments, incidents, etc. A few days back I had been hospitalised and the patient at my next bed who had a shoulder surgery the next day said to me, "if we see all the good days, then who will see the bad ones?" I believe that positivity is another indicator which makes us stronger. Because there is nothing to fear for the worse to happen because good and bad times are all part and parcel of life. It all flows like a dream we see in the sleep. At times very vibrant, at times pressing. But that doesn't mean that we stop being happy or forget to smile in that one moment of the day, which is funny!  

For sure writing all this in a peaceful place is easy, but then it is easy to keep the hopes alive too. That's how we progress, isn't it?

To read all the Snippets on Artist Address click here!

A Sober Move would be..

Sympathy can be a matter of few weeks or months time, but in the longer run, there is a question of time! How more, how long do you need that help and hand of care, this is asked with open eyes! You cannot say, I'm sorry anymore. Your answer has to be real, which clarifies their doubts. Can't be an emotional fool anymore for this world is not just cheese and butter. There are those phases which don't melt easily but carry the thick feeling intent! That is the question of time and its results. Because life without valid results is a life directionless, and such people are said to be losers in the world of achievers and position holders. 

There has to be inspiration that one needs to derive from one's daily actions! And believe in them. Because, otherwise there is more and more room for sadness and more depression streaming the blood which otherwise was meant to be healthy, rich and pure. Remember that no one would understand you than you! So other than writing this get set to your work because that is what defines who you are and future. Isn't it? Ask yourself the next move which is required than wailing over a situation which could be a better and positive reality!

Wednesday, 14 June 2017

Friendship of adventures!

Today I write on a blank page all white,
Your eyes were to me paradise,
I remember!

The man who came running for you,
Knowing what you went threw,
That man I remember!

Friendship was a gem, I thought,
We were its keepers, I sought,
The promises I remember!

Today, when I wanted you to hear,
Over the special bond shared,
There was a tremble!

No words, no answers,
But I don’t want to judge here,
For this is the time to unshackle!

The so called bond didn’t exist for real,
Lay empty the fears,
But the emotions unsettle!

Yet again, you dismissed me friend,
How much more could I bend?
So this time I forget and stir.

Staying in the past won’t do any good,
Walking to a new tomorrow into the woods,
Is my next adventure!