The broken bamboo mug

The ballads of torment

It has been quite some time since i felt this urge to write.This immense need to be heard,to be felt.I

Hope

I wonder this heart is a fist sized organ See how mine contains so much of hope.

From the diaries of an NCC cadet- 2

I remember the morning of October carrying a crisp of chillness.And i took this picture at the railway station sensing that maybe it could be the starting of a new journey.and hell it was one beautiful journey. The roads were strange~ The destination unknown~ Still i gathered courage to walk~ For the sake of walking….

From the diaries of an NCC Cadet..

National Cadet Corps being a tri service government youth organisation of India gives you a diaspora of opportunities to flourish,platforms to perform and the challenges to push your limit and by the time you complete your certificate course your whole journey flashes in front of your eyes.And in that moment all you want to do…

Mirror

Just as i was cleaning the mirror with a damp paper ,i realised that with the spots being erased off the mirror everything appeared cleaner. So those wet and dry strokes on the mirror for its cleaning helped in my image getting clearer with each clean stroke. So is life.. when you lend out your…

Fireworks.

Took a ride into the city today Saw fireworks in the sky. Man it was a wonderful sight! While it spreaded a blanket of light A bright yellow with bits of reds and orange Gasped for air as i found myself underneath it In the vicinity of a spark or two I encountered They glistened…

Fight or Survival(MBM-The Zero Session)

The University sleeps and it has become a customary duty of the Student Leaders(just for the time being when they are campaigning for elections) to awake them from that year’s sleep.We as student also do the same and wait for the election time to tell those knocking on our door for votes(ye nahi hua ,wo nahi hua or arey haan bhai result nahi aya .acha lagta agar ye kaam karwa dete..)

FLOW(part-3)

She woke up from a dreamless sleep.Her body felt light and so was her head.She inhaled fresh air coming through the large window opening on the opposite wall.Simple yet so valuable pleasures of life,she smiled.Tying her hair into a ponytail,she sat on the window for some time.The wind was free and light and soothing.It was…

FLOW (part 2)

The sound of flowing water in the adjacent room through the wall woke him up.It was dawn already.His palm felt a bit sore but he was relaxed somehow.Next to him was the girl who always inspired even the best in him.She was charcoal and ember -leaving deepest of impressions when touched and capable of generating…