Saturday, 8 July 2017


I remember walking across the town barefoot, looking for nothing.

Crossing bridges, huge bridges. It carried the weight of overburdened trucks at night and ethereal dewdrops at morning equally well.

Some bridges looked masculine while some looked beautifully feminine. Iron-willed and trenchant.
I leaned on the edge of a bridge and saw rimless horizon with the sun setting in its pride, birds making their way back home.

And, for a moment, everything just froze.
I saw silence tiptoeing with time.

That evening, I witnessed a strong structure and fragile soul under the dim spotlight of the setting sun. Everything stood in grandeur. I saw a horde of awestruck fellows admiring the bridge and the captivating Sunset.

The river beneath, remained vague.
And so did I.

Saturday, 1 July 2017

Reminiscence of my psychosis.

A hill top.
A cottage.
Pine trees.
Walking through woods.
A cup of hot tea.
Sun rays cutting sharply through nimbus of mist, I walked past the narrow roadways leading towards something magnificent and magical.
I stood in front of a divinely humongous mountain, questioned myself if I should go ahead or retreat. But my brain commanded to climb the goddamn mountain and before I could get the answer, I was halfway through the woods.
Taking Idle and void pathways and with a blurry vision, I rolled into a place with no reason to go back or to go ahead. I reached a place where there was nowhere left to go. For the first time, I felt I’ve lived a life full of tiny insignificant things. I demanded magic while I denied it completely. I wanted to run and stop, sob and laugh all at once. I felt every emotion I avoided all those years. The air stretched all the words I buried beneath the layers of agony, smile, grief, anger, love.
I felt insane, sane and wise all at the same time.

They blustered for years that I was crazy.

They were right. 

Thursday, 22 December 2016

                                    New year, Old me!

         So this year ends after 9 days, everyone must be having some plans for New year's eve and also a list of resolutions. Some of you might have thought about getting rid off those extra kilos or may be about achieving what you said you would achieve a year back. Well, that's quite amazing. But how many of your resolutions are completed? May be one or two? Not even a single? ( Come on!)
         Well, I'm no different. So this year my resolution is to be different and hence my resolutions are going to be simple. We always think about doing or achieving something. And sometimes (always) we fail miserably at it. So not letting the fact slipping away from my mind that I'm a great procrastinator, I've decided to NOT to do few things this year.  
        To give up is always easier than achieving. So this year I'll give up my excuses. I'll give up my fear of failure which didn't let me achieve anything. I'm definitely not pleasing people( I never did actually). This year I'm giving up on judgement of others.
     And last but not the least I'm giving up on anything which would stop me from being the person that I want to be. Don't stay in a bad place for too long. Leave it or live with it.

You can either be glorious or guarded.

                                        Happy New Year!

Monday, 7 November 2016

Burnt Bridges.

   You fight with someone and sometimes carry those bitter memories for the rest of your life. But as time passes, you realise that you have burdened yourself with irony. And you decide to burn the bridge, move on and never ever look back. You carry on with your life. 

   Gradually, you forget about the fight. You don't even remember about why you fought in the first place. You keep on crossing the river and burning the bridge. Those burning bridges light your way and you have a really nice journey. But there comes a point when you realise that you have travelled a long way, but alone. You look back, now all you can see is a burning bridge. You can swim but to get drenched into the same water you crossed, is a complete torment. All you now see is a bright burning bridge. 
What I'm trying to say is,

"Don't burn bridges. You'll be astonished, how many times you have to cross the same river."

Wednesday, 21 September 2016


               Embracing the ordinary!

       Sometimes life is all about seeing the same things differently. You are going to cross the same path, same people and same things every day. There are almost going to be millions of déjà vu moments, then what is the point in complaining when you cannot change things? 

      Few days ago, I met someone with a goddamn prefect life. But the only thing I remember about the person is his complains and regrets which he was going to hold onto for the rest of his life. Not because he is not trying hard to get rid off what he thinks is imperfect, but because he just cannot appreciate the good things happening in his life. Despite of having a glorious life, the person was still craving for something which was just in his mind and nowhere else. 
       Human, these days is just surrounded by material things. I know that everybody knows this and is been hearing all their lives, but , did anyone act upon it? Did you ever think to get ride of what we call material? Or Have you ever thought about what exactly does “Material” stand for?
      I am just an ordinary person like you all. And I will not answer these questions for anyone. You live your life and hence it’s your responsibility to seek for an answer. But the only thing I can tell you is, 
“Stop chasing the mirage!” 

Sunday, 18 September 2016


With all the Infinities, we move around carrying our own world and not just one world but many of them. When you go out on the streets, you see many worlds roaming around you. Millions of unknown faces and worlds, and those worlds carry thousand more worlds.

This planet of ours rotates and revolves around sun along with eight other planets carrying each and every creature's world, yet never explodes.

Then why does human do?

     I always come across people who complain and whine about tiny things. They just complain and never act. They are always looking for a magical solution but they deny to believe in magic. Human is the most contradicting creatures of God. 

This generation of ours crave for fame even though they are good at nothing. And those who are really good, they prefer staying in a shell. Sometimes I feel so melancholic that people find me weird just because I don't use Facebook or may be, because I am not famous on any of these social networking sites.
And I'm pretty sure that very few of you might read this blog because no one really reads now a days. It is almost like,
And after this they just explode for not being what they have just shown.

P.S.- Sometimes even I fake a life.