• Hindi Poetry | कविताएँ

    चौथ का चाँद

    एक ऐसी ही चौथ की रात थी जब एक चाँद बादलों में छिप गया फिर लौट के वो दिन आ गया एक चौथ फिर से आ गयी फिर आँखें यूँ ही नम होंगी यादें फिर क़ाबू को तोड़ेंगी वक़्त थमता नहीं किसी के जाने से फिर भी कुछ लम्हे वहीं ठहर जातें हैं लाख़ आंसुओं के बह जाने पर भी कुछ मंज़र आँखों का घर बना लेते हैं यक़ीन बस यही है के एक दिन समय संग पीड़ ये भी कम होगी फ़िलहाल नैन ये भीगे विचरते हैं एक झपक में एक बरस यूँ बीत गया किसी दिवाली दीप फिर जलेंगे उन दियों में रोशन फिर ख़ुशियाँ होंगी छटेंगे बादल…

  • Hindi Poetry | कविताएँ

    तू है…के नहीं?

    आज एक याद फ़िर ताज़ा हो चली है संग वो अपने सौ बातें और हज़ार एहसास ले चली है तोड़ वक़्त के तैखाने की ज़ंजीरें खुली आँखों में टंग गयी बीते पलों में बसी तस्वीरें सुनाई साफ़ देती है हर बात अफ़सानों का ज़ायका और निखर गया है सालों के साथ दर्द और ख़ुशी का अजब ये मेल है संग हो तुम फिर भी नहीं हो बस यही क़िस्मत का खेल है

  • Anecdotes,  Musings & Short Stories

    Kuch Kahaniyan – Ep5 The Final Take

    OK here is a different take on growing up. One that does not involve alcohol. Well, after all its not just alcohol that makes people do silly things…. right?Yes, this one is about Love and to some measure about Sex and Dhoka as well 😉 6 The late 80’s and the early 90’s had lots of stuff happening for, around and to us…Trysts with alcohol, Driving Licenses, Rock Music and Girls!!!! We were in our mid-teens and the other gender had started making its presence or need felt amongst us. Believe me, for those of us who spent long years in Boys Only schools they had a lot more importance…

  • Anecdotes,  Musings & Short Stories

    Kuch Kahaniyan – Ep4

    5 They say going through the grind of an engineering course does, if not anything else, hone inquisitive thinking. You question the way things work, move yada yada yada. Mind you the inquisitive thinking takes an experiential form when slightly inebriated.OK, that is just a technical way of saying you get stubborn and stupid when you drink your self silly. This was the final year of engineering for some of us. The last few months of any course often witness an increased level of bonding (read alcohol consumption) between friends. Our institution was located in Tumkur a fair way away from the city of Bangalore, a town devoid of any…

  • Anecdotes,  Musings & Short Stories

    Kuch Kahaniyan – Ep3

    4 I forget the year but this incident happened during one of my visits back to Delhi from my engineering college.It was a cold winter evening, of the sort that called for a rendezvous with friends and needless to say a couple of stiff-ones to beat the chill. Money was scarce and we were consciously frugal. The venue invariably used to be one of the parks or parking ares in the neighbourhood. The colony folks had kinda resigned to the fact that these kids were incorrigible. We would also get by scott-free because we were the kids who did enough and more for the Residents Welfare Association during the annual…

  • Anecdotes,  Musings & Short Stories

    Kuch Kahaniyan – Ep2

    3 This is a fairly long one. It was the summer just after the Class X board examinations. Most of our gang, to the surprise of many, had cleared the dreaded exams with flying colours and had therefore earned our right to the Science stream in Senior School. Our take “We had arrived….BIG TIME”. Thus began the seasons (I use the term because it did not last very long and the plural because it lasted long enough) of unbridled fun. Studies, attending classes regularly and paying attention when we did was something we stopped believing in. We were boys turning into men; it was time to move on from school…

  • Anecdotes,  Musings & Short Stories

    Kuch Kahaniyan – Ep1

    Are you one of those people who always have ” A similar thing happened to me once….” story? Doesn’t matter whether you’re sitting over a leisurely weekend drink or taking that quick smoke break at work you most always have an anecdote that’s related. Confession time….I think yours truly is also one of those for the lack of a better word or phrase “notorious recounters”.No excuses but here’s where I feel the first mover has the classical advantage of being considered origninal. So here’s a new series of officially recorded anecdotes(for the wives..sorry you still got to hear these everytime) and my claim to the high ground forever for as…

  • Anecdotes,  Musings & Short Stories

    Yaari, Dosti etc.

    Walked into Coffee Home at CP after a very, very long time. A thousand memories walked in along with me, but that is not what this piece is about. Sitting at the table alongside ours was a group of elderly gentlemen.Seemed like old pals catching up over coffee and snacks and that’s what set me thinking. Watching them break into occasional laughter, pulling each others leg and then shift gears into a serious discussion on a story playing out on one of the news channels for some strange reason evoked a feeling of time travel. It was as though I was looking at my circle of friends through a telescopic…

  • English Poetry


    We are growing older All the mountains we climbed We could because for every difficult wheel I always had your shoulder We were not even meant to be Or so we thought Keeping each other company Good friends it was...weren't we? We've come a real long way Blessed with beautiful angels Who warm our hearts Filling them with joy every single day We are growing older So much yet to experience and explore So here's to us keeping the flame alive Burn bright and before we go out we smoulder