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One of the greatest happiness in the world is accomplishment of something, you thought you never had potential for! Having invested so much, when you have sacrifices your nights and overexploited your days, the joy of its completion is simply extraordinary. Well, this reminds me that the word ‘Impossible’ says, ‘I’m Possible”. And there are…… Continue reading Impossible said “I’m Possible!”
Dear Friend, I apologise for keeping distance from you, not reciprocating the bitterness, you have to upset me. I don’t have the audacity to filter my emotions, because when I am hurt, I am. The only difference is I put a cap on my mouth, while you don’t. As of now, I am unable to…… Continue reading Letters I Never Posted…
Dear eyes, Your conspiracy to bring floods into my room, irks me. I really wonder when did you last sleep? You have been shedding tears for an unworthy heart since so long, for you unfortunately found in them, the faith, they never deserved. You were too innocent to fall prey to the lucrative gestures of…… Continue reading When Did You Last Sleep ?
Whilst sitting under the monotonous moonlit sky, his thoughts oscillated to places far and wide. The quietude was interrupted by a shooting star, on its journey to the Earth. Since he had heard of the shooting star granting wishes, he couldn’t help but wonder, “How can anything that’s falling itself quench someone else’s thirst of…… Continue reading Strange Familiar?
Kya kahe ahl-e-dil ke liye kya hai Lucknow, Har sheher har dayaar se acha hai Lucknow,
Tehzeeb koi meri nigaah mein jachegi kya, Meri nigahe shauk ne dekha hai Lucknow!
Often traversing the road late at night, even your shadow leaves you solitary. Although, there are a lot of peaceful companions along the journey, better known as the twinkling stars. Seated at dinner, they record everything about everyone. They are a storehouse of secrets and the best confidant one can find. They know your worst…… Continue reading Errand.
Ever wondered how dark are the days when revised at night?
Ever wondered how difficult it is to add colours to lives while putting yours in black and white?
Morning of my nation is busy in activities without discrimination between a hot summer day and a cold winter night. Life, for millions here, detours the same cross roads via the roundabout, where the ends meet. Like every morning, a colourful scene was on the canvas of the Indian subcontinent. Being posed at the epicenter…… Continue reading It Happens Only In India….
“Falling dawn and rising dusk reside within the circumference of destiny.”
“Adjustment and sacrifice are the only expenditures on the journey to eternity.”
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“Mirror, mirror on the wall, show me grim realities of them all?” Asked a twenty year old, in anticipation of a traditional reply. However the mirror had much more to convey, with total internal reflection bringing enlightenment. The mirror responded in a satire: The walls of the hospital had heard more prayers than the walls…… Continue reading Myths Of The Mirror…
It was two in the morning, When the photo frame hanging on the wall, fell without a warning. Maybe the nail, could not bear the burden anymore, Or perhaps it was meant to be broken to the very core. Was it the only thing that was shattered in the room? Was it destiny, cracking in…… Continue reading The Art of Brokenness
We look at the keyboard many a times in a day, and usually don’t realise why the keys are arranged in this manner? Why do we have to learn typing on the disorganised alphabetic board of the laptop? Well, the much accustomed keyboard, has the QWERTY layout, which was devised by a newspaper editor, Christopher…… Continue reading Why Christopher Sholes preferred the QWERTY layout on the keyboard?
A river flowed somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Somewhere with a gush and somewhere without an utterance, the river kept flowing without hesitation. Punched by hails, pushed by banks, the river kept following the Newtonian mechanics, in pursuit of its climax. A river flowed somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Somewhere through the rugged…… Continue reading Somewhere in The Middle of Nowhere…