Book Launch: Where Flowers Bloom and Other Poems on Amazon Kindle

There are times when you feel melancholic and then there are times when your heart bursts out of your ribcage and falls off your chest. These poems are a product of that feeling. Launching my FIRST BOOK, Where Flowers Bloom and Other Poems on Amazon Kindle and it is a FREE BOOK for the next…

Am I Really a Gypsy?

A lot of people have been asking me lately whether I work or not. Whether I am in Mumbai, Delhi, Himachal or somewhere else in an unknown corner of the world. Few envy me for that and the others pity me for not being able to do anything with my life. At times they might…

Saturday Morning

Sun hides behind dense clouds, As the birds fly off their nests. A satisfying wind blows, And asks me to breathe. I sit and write a poetry, While rest of the world sleeps. Sleeps hungover in their abodes. But I have found my bliss today. I can clearly tell it is a happy day. For…

A Companion

Love, it’s a funny word. So funny, that I laugh hard, So hard, that I almost cry. He is the reason I know love. I don’t have memories of when he first held me. But I knew, he held me to guard me for life. I practically grew up with him, It’s not easy to…

The Night He Fell in Love

That September, Surat was swamped under heavy rains. It was pouring over the city past three days. The streets had heavy traffic jams and the people looked rusty. The night lights shone above the mad traffic lights. They said it was not the right time to go out. He looked out of his cab’s window,…

The Barsati

It was summer time when I moved into that little Barsati. Technically it should be monsoon, because it was July. But the dry earth of Delhi was not to get any showers before September. After climbing three tiring floors of the Wadhwan house, one can reach the Barsati. I was spellbound as I took the…

The Nostalgic Excursion

Walk down that lonesome alley, and experience the age long-gone. You might as well not believe me, so come for yourself and see! Take a stroll when the sun goes down, and find yourself in the golden town. See them carriages going around and the pretty ladies in their gowns. Light that cigarette and hold…

As Light As I Be

Acute distress cannot be dealt with! As light as I be as a petite feather, floating in the virgin blue sky with the soothing winds. Body so calm and mind so pure! I’d float with the currents and migrate like a flamingo travelling across mountains and oceans to a land far off. Heights beckon me!…

In the Hills of Love

On the serene hills of the Kumaons, he was walking. His tired feet dragging him towards the old Kasar Devi temple. He remembered himself running uphill with a bunch of white flowers in his hands as a boy. He would go with his father to make offerings to the goddess on early mornings. There wasn’t…