Love at first…


It was a cold winter morning I arrived in his lifeWalking in not so fancy clothes Only a little hidden hope of finding Love in random affairs He opened his door with the first ringOur eyes met and his heart started to sing I remember it felt as if I walked into one of my…

What is this feeling that we call love?


What is this feeling that we call love?You call it friendship?You may even call it relationship?But what exactly is this love! Is it when your heart dances to see that face after a long tiring day.Is it to walk hand in hand in rains because both of you forgot to carry an umbrella.Is it that…

A ray of sadness


A wide awake morning awaiting to tie me up in the thoughts lying in some corner of my folds, tightly packed or might be even lost with the glitter of sunshines roses and smiles or maybe even in my hopes is it because of the season, date or the time on the clock? a flash,…

उसके साथ- ग़ज़ल


तेरे साथ जो भी देखे थे सपने, उसे जी रही हूँ उसके साथ। जो चाय अधूरी प्याली में छोड़ था गया, वो पी रही हूँ उसके साथ। मेरे सपनों को तू कभी समझ ही ना पाया, अब हर रोज़ नए ख़ाब सजा रही हूँ उसके साथ। कहता था, पूरी दुनिया घूमेंगे; दुनिया घुमाते घुमाते, मेरी…

My Wildflower


He grew out of nowhere like an unplanted bud grows in a pot over my balcony I watered it with love and caressed it daily with perfect light and hope and it grew and grew and grew gradually into a beautiful wildflower deep under my skin rooting around my bones I held it close to…