Accept and Bloom

All your firsts are special—first day of school, first time using a pen or getting your hair coloured, first time frying or baking a bread, first time going on a date or quarantined, first …. (long list, fill at your own leisure). First own hair cut. Even saying that makes me happy. The sound of…

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एक रंगीन सफ़ेदी

एक रंगीन सफ़ेदी- A Hindi Poetry; Use Google Translate to understand **An ode to my devotion for HANUMAN** मेरी ज़िद है वो,मेरे धड़कन को हिम्मत दे वो;मेरे आसमान का रंग भी वो,वो हौसला ही नहीं, मेरी जुनून भी वो। मैं ना सोच के भी सोचूँउन्ही की छवि के बारे में।वो इस तरह समा गए ज़हन…

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Hide and Seek

‘Hide And Seek’ ..A poetry piece on— ‘how I met my sly cat?’ Hiding in plain sight,Was this sly little cat— A voice in my head hissing;“You’re lost and I’m here to find you I’m here, look at meYou’re looking for me and that’s all you need.”I stop in the middle of the day, as I…

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Choice Of A Window

“I am looking out of a glass piece,Wondering what to see.The circles of light on the edge of my eye;The green grass; or the spotless sky. Something tells me the wind feels good;Something tells me the sound of a blue bird.Whatever I choose to see, I will miss something,So is life just a pile of…

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Piecing Out Self-image

I was sharing the news of my friend’s marriage getting fixed, with someone and they went- “oh! Good things happen to good people!” I agreed with this notion until they said it that day. I thought to myself, what makes someone good or bad and who is judging us anyway? Does karma brand people with…

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Everyday I’m (not) Hustling

If you don’t workout at all then this read is going to make you super happy to join the fitclub; If you’ve just started off, then maybe you can learn from my mistake; If you’re a crazy hardcore killer-of-workouts, breaker of PRs and mother of all flash diets then you definitely need to read this.…

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Chasing Beauty

Spinning on the dresser chair with half my body hanging in the air, I would eye my mother’s cosmetics, every time she was setting her room up: one of my time passing activities as a kid (because there were no gadgets and the television was timed). I loved fiddling with all her stuff, especially the…

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Dive Deep

In one of those weekly fights with my elder sister (when we were really young), for a change my mom had taken her side. I was furious and not knowing how to channel my anger, I put some home-made scrub into the back pockets of her jeans, that were hanging behind the bathroom door. That…

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Roots (जड़)

सोच ही जड़ है अगर तो नयी सोच की भूक जगानी होगी। सोच बदलोगे, तो हम अछे पूर्वज कहलाएँगे।फिर भी सिर्फ़ कहना “Remember your roots”;क्यूँकि समय के साथ नयी जड़ो की ज़रूरत होगी,नयी सोच की ज़रूरत होगी। हम नहीं रहेंगे पर, कुछअच्छा छोड़ जाएँगे।  पेड़ों को काट दे, कचड़ो को जलाकनदियों में बहा दे;धुँआ की जैसे आदत ही हो गयी है,और जानवरों को खाना हमें सही लगे।क्या यही हम कर के जाएँगे?क्या इन जड़ो के साथ जी पाएँगे आने वाली फ़सल, और नई डालियाँ?कौन देख पाएगा लटकते आम,और हथेली पे महसूस बारिश के बूंद?क्या सोच…

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