ज़रूरी नहीं हर राह पर मोड़ आए, ज़रूरी नहीं हर लफ़्ज़ का कोई मूल्य हो, कुछ बातें अधूरी, अनसुनी ही ठीक थीं, कुछ फ़ैसले ग़लत थे, कुछ नासमझ से। कई यादें अब दिल में दफ़्न हैं, जिनमें हम आज भी ठहरे हुए हैं, अपनी तन्हाई का सामना करते हुए… हम Read more
Also, the intimacy to be understoodCosts more than I ever have in my hands.This intoxicating habit, this autopsy of hours,sitting on the carpet with my knees folded in,replaying a three-second pause in the hallway to see where the air went thin-How quickly I make a crime out of silence.I am Read more
Deep inside the wild groves of Vrindavan,the air hums with the scent of soaked earth and rain.From high in the kadamba branches,the bright song of a bamboo flute unspools,slowing the frantic pulse of the forest like a calm river. Chink-chink.A careless shift upon the bark—golden anklets chime against bare feet,scattering Read more
There is an inherent romanticism to be thought of in the sheer violence of our emotions— the way a bad silence can bruise you for weeks, how caring too much feels like something you have to hide. I laugh it off and act unbothered, pretending nothing gets under my skin. Read more
Most people simply exist— like ghosts walking a path laid out by others. They rehearse a quiet script: wake, conform, consume, and decay. They drown the silence in noise, terrified of an empty room. To deviate from the script is a curse to them, and they will call your clarity Read more
Sat by my window,one hour past midnight,stared at the moonlit avenue,realizing how a single lampcould show directions many. I spent years fighting against all odds,finding a glimmer of lightin a room full of darkness,finding my way backafter every fall. All I needed, the whole time,was nothing but a moonlit avenue—just Read more
जो रातों को सोने न दें,वो ख़्वाब अलग होते हैं,जो आँखों में जलती रहें,वो आग अलग होती है। सीधे रास्ते अक्सर मंज़िल से दूर ले जाते हैं,लेकिन जो अपनी मंज़िल ख़ुद तराशे,उसकी बात ही अलग होती है। दुनिया जिसे पागलपन समझे,उसे कर गुज़रने का दीवानापनही तो जुनून होता है। ज़िंदगी Read more
A thousand fractures in the mirror,wiping tears in a locked stall,fixing my lipstick to face the room,pouring tenderness into handsthat never meant to hold it. Standing in the morning sun,untouchable, suddenly whole. Nursing a bitter ache in the darkjust to stay angry,speaking the hard truth with shaking hands,refusing to shrink,letting Read more
Every day I stay back just to get a glimpse of you.I wonder how you make the ground your stage to bloom.I’ve spent three hundred days waiting, standing perfectly still,watching the seasons change against my own will,because I know that when the sky turns heavy and the clouds begin to Read more
कुछ बातेंअक्सर अनसुनी रह जाती हैं, रह जाती हैं उस दिल केछोटे से कोने में।रह जाती हैं बोझ बनकर, रह जाती हैं एक हल्की-सी चोट बनकर,जिसका मरहम न कोई है,न कभी था। किसे सुनाएँ वो दास्तानजिसका कोई गवाह नहीं, बस मैं और मेरी तन्हाई,और ये ठहरा हुआ लम्हा जो गुज़रता Read more