Sunday, 25 June 2017

Be the stone..

When you fail and life gives you a rock bottom, gather everything you have, including the broken pieces of you and build something you always wanted. You have gotten a plain slate again, an empty notebook to rewrite the story you always wanted.

The world has already juged you a failure, taken you granted for a wasted matter and will not come forward to give you hand but rather  exploit you like that mentally disabled woman on the streets who gets raped every night and doesn't even know she's getting abused.

It's okay if you can't calligraph with those broken fingers, you don't have to. You just have to gather strength to hold the pen again and scribble on that empty notepad.

The wave of life has wiped the castle because it was made of sand, this time make your castle of rods, cement and the stone you've become.

Sunday, 11 June 2017


"Where do you see yourself in next 5 years?" He asked

"Mother of a baby girl and a business head, in your arms, in our home." She said. 

Thursday, 16 February 2017

Twinkle twinkle little star ⭐️

Twinkle twinkle little star
I found him with her in the bar
It was my mistake
He took her on a date
A lot of stories he made
And my love got fade

I made him handsome
Baby selfie! Take some!
Taught him the styles
Thought we'd go miles
Clicked him like a model
DSLR is a fucking toddle,
He stole my quotes and status
Told her stories that made us.
Twinkle twinkle little star
I found him with her in the bar.

He ads cute girls now
Doesn't text me wonder how
Said, he loves me so much
Pretend doesn't know me as such
Are all men same?
Running behind dame!
Can't get enough of me
Wagged behind her pretty please.
Twinkle twinkle little star
I found him with her in the bar.

Monday, 9 January 2017

Dear Men, I am sorry.

You can't blame women for the feeling of disgust towards you. Women adore you and respect you in all forms and phases of their lives but still if we don't know you the first feeling will be of hate and disrespect towards you.
I know it's not your fault but there was an uncle who rubbed my back after giving me chocolate then started rubbing my ass. I hated that uncle and then all the uncles. It wasn't your fault.. 
I don't hate you.
I know you're kind and respectful but there was a cousin who threatened me to strip naked in front of him because he caught me bunking the tuition with my friends once at chaat corner. I hated that cousin and then all the cousins. It wasn't your fault, I don't hate you.
I know you had been protective to all the women you met so far but whenever I travelled by bus there were some unknown men who rubbed their body on my shoulders when I was seated or I could feel them behind when I was standing. They stared at my breast and underarms when I held the handle. I hated the unknown stranger and then all the unknown strangers. It wasn't your fault.
I know you never considered me weak but there were some elderly grandpas and my father too who always rebuked me when I wore jeans and played with my younger ones. They never let me know the good side of you. Always said never to befriend you and stay miles away. You never trusted your kind, how could I? I hated those relatives who made me hate you. I never wanted to.
I know you're good but there were some of you who tried to touch me or when they couldn't because I fought back they painted the walls of the college calling me a whore. All of them passed comments and then some more started talking.. I hated those classmates and then I hated all the college mates.. I don't hate you.
You're amazing, you're adorable but once there was a guy I didn't hate just like you, I loved and touched, I trusted and understood all these people I hated so far or made me hate others were just another side of the world. I was happy you made me complete then you broke it all, you mocked me, you made your friends touch their body over how we made love. You captured it all. I hated you and never could trust anyone at all.
My family gave me to you and said I'll live and die with you henceforth. I smiled and accepted the decision made happy everyone then you started yelling at me, didn't let me work, kept me engaged in family and children, you wanted another you from me I couldn't But I gave you my replica..
Something I thought will change my life l, made it hell and your son, father, brother as well yelled at me as if I'm nothing and can't take decisions.. I hated you, probably the last role you could play in my life..
I don't hate you. You did nothing. But you didn't stop it happening in your surroundings. You became the uncle who didn't do anything but since was another uncle so I thought you'll be the same..
You were not that cousin but you were another cousin..
We never travelled into the same bus but you're also an unknown stranger to me.
We were never in a relationship but I'm scared to go to a party with you, eat and drink with you and have pictures with you.
I'm not married to you but you will be married to someone..
I know it's not your fault. I don't hate you.
But I can't help others of my kind to have this hate for you.
Dear men, I'm sorry.

Sunday, 1 January 2017


ज़िन्दगी क्या है?
एक सवाल बेतुका सा..
बीता साल था एक
ख़्याल बेतुका सा..
खुद ही चाहा, ना मिला,
रूठ गए..
फिर मना लिया ख़ुद को
दे बहाना बेतुका सा..
जिंदगी क्या है?
सवाल बेतुका सा..

कोशिश नाक़ाम करता है वह
दूर जा कर पास आने की,
खोया हमें, पाया तो क्या
फिर यह मलाल क्या है
बेतुका सा, ज़िन्दगी क्या है?
सवाल बेतुका सा..

खोखली गली में थी
अंधेरे आवाज़ गुमशुदा
चीख़ता ज़हन भी था
था यार वो ग़मज़दा
था अलग पर एक साथ
वो रास्ता बेतुका..

ज़िन्दगी है क्या?