It is said that death is the ultimate reality of life but ‘reality’ in which sense I wonder? The reality that it’s what I will end up by, that it will be the end of my journey, that my time here is limited or reality in a sense that I will have to loose each and every relation in my life, that each person around … Continue reading Life, Death And All That Lies In Between….
Sach kahu…. kabhi kabhi jeene ki chah nahi hoti,Jeevan me bohot akele pad jaate haiJab mehsus hota hai ki sang MAA nahi hoti..! Bus yaad hi uski reh jaati hai,Ab rone par khud chup hona hai,Ansu pochne MAA kahaan aati hai ! Nakali sa muskurana padta hai,Ghum samet kar dil ke kisi kone meKhud hi dafnana padta hai,Jakhm bhole mann se kisi ko batane ke … Continue reading Ab Maa Nahi Hoti….!
What makes one eager to undertake a journey, to wait for the arrival of a season, to crave for a particular food, to miss and wish to re-experience a long lost relation, to repeatedly listen to a song or watch a movie? Is it because one can relive the same moment once experienced in the past? But life, as we all know, is not constant … Continue reading पहली बारिश, सुनहरी याद…..
WHY, THEN,DID GOD GAVE THEM FREE WILL? Because, free will though it makes evil possible, is also the only thing that makes possible any love or goodness or joy worth having. – C.S. Lewis मैं तलाशती रही व्रत-उपवास कर मंदिरों में, कभी ज्योतिषियों के पत्थरों में, कभी लक्की कलर की ड्रेस में, किसी आकर्षक परफ़्यूम की महक में, कभी मुस्कुराकर ग़म छिपाने में, कभी दर्द … Continue reading MARZI – ( FREE WILL)
It was summer time, a time when Ammamma visited Radhika’s place for a whole month. Having her around was a blessing for Radhika and Gautam as Ammamma handled their six year old Ganesh with complete ease and it was delightful and satisfying to watch the grandmother- grandson duo weave their precious memories for life together. On Monday morning as Radhika was busy finishing her chores … Continue reading The Packet Of Broken Biscuits
My Mind Inscribed 