Category: Ramblings of my mind.

  • Moorings.

      Weekends shouldn’t be about going out, partying, trashing, shopping, dining, and tiring yourself. They should be about the things that you would want to do otherwise. It should be about, well, honestly my answer changes as frequently as the illogical and unwanted threats, thrown by people who might run…

  • The Sea

    The Sea

    Poetry has been a consistent part of my life, first reading and then writing. Though if someone would have said that I could try writing poems, a year back, I would have rolled my eyes and said, “Yeah, right!” Not that I have become very confident of my pieces, but…

  • Illusion or Authenticity!

    I dreamt I dreamt of beautiful things I dreamt with open eyes. All my life I was taught To dream big Fly high And so with open eyes I dreamt of open skies. Of peace, calm And of little love. I have dreamt of inane faith And believed That everything…

  • A Year Older, A Year Wiser #3

    I am sitting at my over embellished desk staring at the picture that I so adore, sipping tea. Sipping tea has been the highlight of the day these days, well, not exactly sipping tea, but trying various teas has been. I am so bored and useless that all I look…

  • A Weekday Musings!

    You don’t like mornings, especially early mornings and then you have to wake up one fine weekday as early as 4:00 and your groggy-self hates everything. You drag yourself off the bed, get dressed and open your eyes only to the whiff of coffee. 1 sip and you are okay,…

  • 11:11 Dilemma Prevails!

    A few days ago I was incessantly ranting about 11:11, what it is, whether to believe in it or not and so on. But now I have many other reasons to worry. A while ago, only 11:11 bothered me with its repeated appearing but now there are a whole set…

  • सूरज से गुफ्तगू #2

    सूरज से गुफ्तगू #2

    आज फिर छुप गया था वो मुझसे न जाने कम्बखत कितनी कहानिया छुपा रहा था मुझसे. कुछ और शिकायते सूरज से : सूरज से गुफ्तगू #1

  • To Be Worthy Or Not To Be!

    There are days when I write a four-line poem and am satisfied with my days product.   And then there are days when I go out for a walk, eat the best and the healthiest, pray, get an exceptional work out before sleep (if you know what I mean), rest,…

  • Horrible lives!

    So being crazy is good enough? Or being crazy once in a while is okay? Or better still, in order to live an exciting life, we indeed, do need to be a little crazy or our lives become dull and dreary?