Nature at its best

Water lily Our visit to Kakoijana : a home of Golden Langur was really a fulfilling one....we all could sense nature around us . The only heartbreak was our inability to spot Golden Languor as we tracked the little hillock..

Creature

Creature A mysterious creature was entering through my window. It looked tired and exhausted. With a strange but known bulge Hanging out from its tummy It appeared clear that it was going to be a mummy. Unexpectedly the creature fell down From the tiny thread, it was hanging. Though there was no sound An intense …

The khan

The khan I received an emailIt was from my friend Keya.She sent a link of an Irrfan film ‘ Qissa.’I was thinkingWho is this Irrfan?Why is it a must-watch?Despite these questionsPopping out in my mindI decided to wipe out my inhibitionsto find… An incredible piece of art,A film that speaks through it’s moving images.Freed my …

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This ebook is an initiative by Muse India . Those who’re are in love with poetry will definitely fall in love with the poems anthologised in this book. One of my poems is also included. Please do read. I shall be waiting for your feedback. Monsoon calling This rain calls me often to meet with …

Where to begin?

Keya has many stories to tell. Stories of hope , stories of despair, of love and longing. Stories are piled up . Stories are now crawling in the junkyard of her memory. She is now confused . She can’t decide exactly where to begin ? Thus she is spontaneously pointing her finger to that day …

Keya

You might be thinking, who is this I. Here this 'I’is definitely having a name. This 'I' is often being called as KEYA. Keya has a lot of stories to tell. Her stories were somewhere stuck within the wheel of her life struggles. But after jumping onto the realisation of being foolish enough of not …

Joining the team .

I often think about my decision of joining the team. It was a team made with only two individuals. So I became a part of 'we’. I thought we made the team. But... Probably I was wrong. It was my illusion. I blindly followed the illusion created by the term -we. As time passed by …

After the beginning….

After the beginning As I told in my last post, I started spotting my begging at the middle of the journey of my life. This begging that I am constantly referring to is my self-realisation. This self-realisation really hammered me hard. At this point, everything around me seems transient. This particular phase has allowed me …

Beginning

Beginning begins at the beginning. Isn't it? But mine... It's a bit different. I am somewhere in the middle of my journey towards the end. This is the time when I can introspect into my past and at the same time speculate about my future. I think it is a very fascinating aspect of being …

The Journey Begins

Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton