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the man in the lift : chapter 1

celebrating the festival season with a brand new romance. enjoy the first sparks, back with more soon.    he was the most handsome man she’d ever seen. catherine was swearing under her breath, fuming, and anxiety struck as she ran into the lift. the roads had been pathetic, the taxi driver worse, she was almost ten minutes late and seth ji was a stickler for punctuality. of all things, she thought getting more agitated, this man who gave not a…

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Try and try – A pondering poem

An age old saying Memory would often feed Try and try And you will succeed I’ve often wondered Whether it’s true Many a time I believed It’s solves many an issue With every new trial One gets to improve With every failure One learns something new Trying again and again Near the goal one gets For it’s also said Practise makes one perfect So after several falls One does learn to ride After several trials Rockets do reach the sky…

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The melodious sound of the anklets

I never tire from hearing The melodious sound of the anklets Years since I’ve been wearing Beautiful pieces resting on my legs The music on, I prance around The anklets matching with the sound Tinkling along the beat of the drum Joining me as I happily hum The anklets seem to reflect my mood For if I’m sad or if I brood They remain quiet, hardly make a sound In happier times, they prattle aloud These threads of silver amuse…

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Making of the Avakaya – The Mango Pickle

avakaya mango pickle recipe

Whenever summer arrives, my mother starts worrying about getting things ready for the daunting task of making the mango pickle which is done once a year. It’s made in a large quantity so that it could last for the whole year. Making of the mango pickle, which in Telugu is called the Avakaya, is quite a family affair. The word avakaya is a combination of avalu, which means mustard seeds; and kaya, which in this case means vegetable. Essentially, avakaya…

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The Yearning …

yearning

Ab ke baras bhej bhaiyya ko, babul Savan mein leejo bulaaye re … This soulful rendering by Asha Bhonsle, from the movie ‘Bandini’, crooning from the radio yesterday afternoon, took me back to a bygone era. Girls growing up happily in their maternal home, are married off as soon as they attain youth. Living in a distant place, separated from their beloved parents and siblings, they yearn for the happy times they spent with them during their childhood. It is…

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I hate you – A love filled poem

hate love filled poem

In a world full of dishonesty and deceit With animosity and abhorrence all over replete You entered my life proving otherwise I hate you for removing my veil of despise My tears had dried, my heart had hardened No news affected me, joyful or saddened You melted my heart and released the fears I hate you for giving me many happy tears It seemed innocence was an age old thing Everybody’s actions calculated and conspiring Your innocent eyes brought back…

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Barsaat ki yaad – Hindi poem

barsaat ki yaad hindi poem

गीली मिट्टी की सोंधी खुशबू से एक याद चली आती है  भीगती थी जब पानी में  वो बरसात याद आती है    भूल जाती छत्री जानबूझकर और भीगते घर आती थी चाय की चुसकी लेते जो मुस्कान छुपाती वो शरारत याद आती है   ज़माना था वो रेडियो का गानों की भी बरसात होती थी बारिश और गीत में जो होती जुगलबंदी वो मधुर रात याद आती है   Transliteration: Geeli mitti ki sondhi khushboo se Ek yaad chali aati…

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Badal (Clouds) – A Hindi poem

badal hindi poem

यूँ चलते चलते जब नज़र ऊपर उठी एक अलग ही दुनिया मुझको दिखी विपरीत और विभिन्न, स्वच्छ और निर्मल नीला अंबर था, या नदी का शीतल जल? छोटे बड़े बादल यहाँ वहाँ फैले हुए नीले फर्श पर जैसे रुई के गोले रेंगते हुए निराकार, निर्बद्ध, श्वेत और शुद्ध दृश्य ऐसा के खो जाए सुध बुध ऐसे में क्षितिज पर देखा काला धुआँ अचानक वास्तविकता का आभास हुआ वाह रे इंसान तू कितना ऊँचा उठा धरती तो मैली हो गई आसमान…

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Life – A poem

Life A Poem

 Is the glass half full or is it half empty? From person to person, the answer will vary Just so is life and your life’s story Either it’s very sad or full of glory Moments are those that glorify your life Happy or sad or the ones filled with strife Never does one stay for more than a given time It’s a cycle that repeats all your life time. Feel blessed for the good and prepare for the bad Accept…

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The good old postman

indian postman

A few days back I received a parcel. It wasn’t delivered by the courier boy nor was it a delivery of an online purchase. But it was our good old postman who had brought the parcel. I realised that I rarely see a postman nowadays. Not that they have ceased to exist but because my interactions with them have reduced to almost minimal. Most of the letter delivery was now being delivered by the courier boy. But there was a…

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