Minions are home. Today, when I came back from work, I was searching for cashews that my mom had packed for me. And I found little minions are having cashew party. I love minions but I love cashew also. But I had to make one choice minions or cashews. It was hard to decide. … Continue reading Minions or Cashew, difficult to choose -_-
Hey! Who are you? Coffee asked Masala Chai, When her friend ordered Masala Chai. Masala chai had met coffee Multiple over the time Chai smiled and answered Tea with spices Coffee surprised, Spices wow! Why don't they add some in me? Now tea has to think. Till than tea could have said something. She and … Continue reading Coffee and Masala Chai
Sliding drops from the leaves Water waves in the pitholes Leaking rooftop, Drenched benches, dried chairs. Falling leaves with water shower Standing Egret enjoying the Rain. Me beside window, Feeling droplets Those crazy wind and broken trees After rain scene was Big rat snake hiding-peeking From the brush. Egrets are back to home Winds went … Continue reading Sudden Rain
It was last year January probably. I meet a good friend of mine, we had coffee over talk because coffee is important than talk :-P. We shared few moments few information and few links of youtube songs, ideas views and some books over the time. What remains with us is those glimpse of learning, music … Continue reading Small things Matter
Even my close friends ask me why I am as I am? So I also started thinking about it, is it really I am weird like hanged over marijuana? I am confident a time then dumb a time, sometimes so easily talking sometimes numb on the situation in the dilemma what to say now? And … Continue reading Why I am as I am?
It is as perfect as the society sees at you when you ask questions. it is as perfect as your parents think when you choose your way to live. It is as perfect as people react when you keep your views. It is as perfect as you make the decision to stand out, stand alone. It is … Continue reading How perfect is your life?
You, May be my best friend, friend special friend You Just text me on Whatsapp or messenger And ask me how I am doing? I type I am good because that's how I am behaving online to everyone. But you miss the voice sometime, Actually, Most of the time. Which tells you more about How … Continue reading Because That’s how we behave online
Night is dark, little warm With stars, not cloudy. Winds are home, Moon is fourth, just above my head Jasmine aroma, roam all round With cricket sound. Owl wiggles and bats cry. In this beautiful dark night Mind wonder to home To old friends Mind wonder to why, to how. And then it come again … Continue reading Night is dark
I Fear When you say to Volunteer An event to make people smile, laugh I fear that I will burst into tears or I will take a corner and sit down there I fear some kid will then ask me why I am sad but I am just silent I fear you will not understand … Continue reading
ले चल कंही दूर मुझे, हवाएँ हो साथ, और तेरा हाथों में हाथ| नदी की लहरों के पास, हिमालय की लय में बस तुम और मैं। ले चल कहीं दूर मुझे , जंहा ठहर जाये ये पल पत्तों के शोर में, और बहती लहरों के धुन पे ले चल मुझे कहीं दूर जहां मैं खुद … Continue reading ले चल कंही दूर मुझे
Don't hold too tight and stretch it it will break down. Let it be light lose, and dangling if it belongs to you it will be there no matter what If not then you will be free. So let it be lose and dangling like carefree wind around the tree.
Hold me tight kiss little light With the moon bright give me your cheesy sight let's fly like featherlight riverside along the breeze along the current. Hold me tight kiss little light.
PM_Now is me now and PM60 is Pooja at 60 PM60: Hi! PM_Now: Hi Pooja! PM60: You are wondering about why you don't have a pet name, and reasoning that because you never got one. But life is more about having a pet name. Anyway, how are you? PM_Now: I don't know how I am. … Continue reading Advice and argument with Old me(at 60) #2
HappYness is when she start writing her thoughts in poem by seeing you writing. And add-on is when she recite and share. You might be thinking what I am talking about. She is Komal, And the lion is her poem in which you can listen to her roar and also about her small steps and reason … Continue reading THE LION
Tonight I got up be 0300 Thinking of whom I can hug and cry When I am lost Who will be my side When I am in the darkest time. Tonight, I am afraid, Afraid of the consequences of being lost Afraid of being so isolated Afraid of being alone. My hands are shaking Heart … Continue reading Is everything okay?
Sitting alone Checking your phone Expecting some one Anyone will get to you But there was no call There was no blink of message Then you are lost. Lost as you need one to heal you Or to hold you Or to share what you can't hold more And that's the time when you are … Continue reading Lost
The crackers and those light Brilliantly shining sky. The festive aroma outside The smile, the charm Around the harp Everything is so lively But inside the room Corners are dead sitting In deep silence Ignoring fire and crackers Ignoring the loud music The giggle and the humming . Trying to focus, Focus on the other … Continue reading Corners
My words are cryptically woven in poem. With or without rhyme The one who know Can crack The one who pretent Can make own version of story The one who don't Can find hard to summary. But The one who wrote find it's relatively Depend on time What the hidden message is In my cryptically … Continue reading Cryptic Poems
It was not typo not a grammatical mistake. It was not an attempt to offense neither a choice of suspense. It was not because I was hurrying. It was not because I was drunk. Then? Might be because I assumed This will always be a question a known one for someone, I ask frequently the same one. A … Continue reading A question Without Question mark
When I think of you A sudden touch of falling bookmark Also seems you are Igniting the current through Each and every part of me, Fast beating my heart And tindering breaths. Blushing face And closed eyes. Making it more real As if It's just you here And you there too.
There are numbers of leaf But this one, The one about to fall. Is dear to tree Because It's first one it had The one with whom it start Seeing the world And learning the culture And now it is about to fall. But Falling leaf Is aware that this will come Soon And enjoyed … Continue reading Falling leaf