And he said as i quote “Today, I feel like incomplete. Well, actually I feel like this most of the time since she went away, away as in I know, where she is but at the same time I know she is no longer near me.” 

This broke my heart, so all I could do was to ask him more about what actually happened. I don’t know, some people say that asking to be more brief about what hurts someone must not be asked and instead we should be ready to pat them and be empathetic. Even though I am empathetic but i tend to think opposite, and actually I have a logic in that. We all know iron can only be forged by iron, same applies here. So, I asked him to elaborate further and be more brief so that I could maybe give him something that might ease the pain a bit. Whatever he said further isn’t possible to be scribbled down  here in a whole because then these pages will be found dripped in salt. Now, he happens to be an Indian so it happened in Hindi, and I tried to frame it in the best possible way and named it “Adhoora hun main(I’m incomplete) . I’ll translate it in English for my non-Indian fellow bloggers. Here it goes,

Akhir kitna poora hun main,

(Finally, how incomplete am I?)

aaj bhi basti hai kahin,

(It’s still somewhere)

rooh mein meri,

(There in my soul)

khusboo Teri adhoori Si,

(Is your essence incomplete)

yaadein hai kucch aesi,

(Some memories that)

na jeene deti hain,

(Neither let me breath)

na Marne hain deti,

(Nor Let me die)

yaad karun aaj bhi Jo tujhe,

(Even when I miss you now)

hasta hun kabhi,

(Sometimes I giggle)

to rota hun kabhi yun hi,

(And sometimes just tears)

hai tu hi shaqs wo,

(You’re the one whom)

jise maana zindagi hai apni,

(I’ve accepted as my life)

sawaal uthe jab bhi mujhpe,

(Whenever decreed)

to chehra tera yaad aaya,

(All I did was remembering your face)

tabhi to har guzarte gam ko,

(That’s why to every passing sorrow)

kabhi banne na diya humsaya,

(Never did I let it stay)

chahta hun bass yeh ki,

(All I want is)

poora ho jaun main,

(To be complete)

chahe doobkar hi,

(Maybe drowned)

phir se yun hi,

(Just like I already did)

akhir kitna poora hun main,

(Finally, how complete am I?)



adhoora hun main,

(I’m incomplete)

adhoora hun main….

(I’m incomplete….)

And I stopped,

Talking to the mirror…

I hope you liked it, and I honestly wish that something like this or such conversations don’t happen, because if nothing can kill you, loneliness will do it for sure!! Yes, take care you! 

Hasta luego



What is pain? Do you know? well, sometimes being a poet I am asked this question because they expect me to give a musal answer. At first, I thought if I answer this maybe I won’t do enough justice to the question which has been universal to human beings since they started to exist. There were only two ways to answer this according to me, one had to be short and simple, and the other one obviously brief in time. But that would require a ridiculous amount of characters and I suppose I can’t have that kind of credit(literally,that’s nit possible to write, its of the size of a sun๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜)  all I can say is what I just wrote about pain, maybe you relate to it or maybe you don’t but there’s one thing I promise, it will for sure satisfy your senses and conscious. I’ve named it “Pain”… Here it goes.

Truth over lies…

Finally!! Diwali is here, I have always been so excited about these two festivals of Indian Hindu mythology. Dusshera and Diwali(Deepawali actually, but it’s fine, you got it!) I have always been fascinated for how The Ram ended The Ravan and led an example of how eventually in the end of this life or the kaal chakra we possess ends, the lies, the evil, the unwanted jealousy and all other pessimistic and sadistic feelings end too. All it required was an army of apes, the commanders of these universes, and a strategy made by all the gods to end the evil in Ravan(that’s all๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฏ) The act of kidnapping mother sita by the Ravan was just a chance framed itself by the gods to get to the throat of Ravan and end his rule of evil, madness and demonic stubbornness. So, on this very auspicious occasion I wrote something that give all those a sneak peak who know less about the Ramayana and for those who know it very well, a nostalgia filled with memories of watching ramleela from your childhood. And yeah, I named it “Truth over Lies”.. Enjoy!!

Standing on the ashes,

Of his Lanka of gold,

Stood there a Ravan,

Taking an oath,

Of vengeance from Ram,

Who was believed to be,

An avatar a thousand years old,

Unaware of the atrocities,

That he was about to face,

Stood there a Ravan,

Desperate to extinguish,

An entire human race,

Time jumped and flied,

And so did the Hanuman,

Turning the golden Lanka,

Down at his feet,

He was just a messenger,

And that’s what he did,

Reciting to mother Siya,

The songs of Ram,

That the Ravan had forbid,

Destruction was the thing,

That he warned the Ravan about,

Time knows and history noted,

What Ram had done,

And his army of apes did,

In this very way,

Life to the Ravan,

Ram had forbid,

And hence happened a victory,

That we all remember,

A victory historic enough of,

Truth over lies….
Thus, I wish that on this auspicious and the most pious occasion of deepawli, all your evil, all your demons get destroyed by the light of kindness in you. ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡ yes, you!! May god bless you all with kindness and me too(if there’s a bit left๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜„)…you have a great spiritual day. 

Hasta luego๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š

Happy deepaawli!!!!๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽ‰

Live a lifetime…

Will you? Have you? 

Please do this, because nothing ever in this world can take a place where you stand. You have a purpose and you creator didn’t create you for nothing but for everything you could ever dream of. The creator gave you a power that only you could tame..WILL!! So I urge you to get up and start what you want to do and please start living because most people in this world just exist, some exceptionally exceptional have the courage to live. You can be among those exceptional millennial legends and do that too. Only thing required for this task is a body(with a heart of course), mind and a soul obviously. Yes yours! So, you have it and I can see that in your eyes. So what are you waiting for, become a digital nomad if you can and travel this world to discover who you really are beneath that skin of yours. I even tried to write something just for you. I’ve named it “Live a Lifetime” so that it keeps bugging you to do so..๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜† here it is..

These moments of joy,

These swings of love,

Riding our horses,

Flying like a dove,

All of us possess,

A distinct salvation,

An independent veneration,

We look at each other,

Thwarting our hearts,

Sipping tails and playing darts,

Let’s be here &

Live a lifetime…
So, I know you get it now. Alright then, get up and move. Go where your eyes can see and conquer that horizon and I promise you will love to live this lifetime. Till then keep smiling because I don’t see anyone else here more beautiful than you. Yes you!!๐Ÿ˜  and that smile too..๐Ÿ˜„ yeah, just like that๐Ÿ˜‡

Hasta luego๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡

Beauty and the Beast…

All this time they said a lot of things about me and you being together. Well, that’s what they do. If you can’t be like someone either you try harder or try to scumb them into something that would be eventually inferior than you. I don’t really understand as to why in the first place they even bother to look at me, what were they expecting? We be the same? Or maybe we be like someone that they can relate themselves to. Nope, that’s not just us, they can’t decide our destiny, we will pave our own path and lead them on it, that’s what we are here to do. Be a legend that will rock these shallow dogmatic ventures for ages to come.

Here I am today maintaining the continuum and being what I really am..The Beast!! And hope you to be the same..The beauty!! 

We don’t look good together,

That’s what they said,

Maybe they are afraid,

To se what comes ahead,

Live is the only truth,

And that’s what we believe,

Lost in this realm,

Of lies, regrets and belief,

We love each other the way,

No one ever could,

And, so till the eternity,

Dear, you will be the beauty,

& I will be the beast…
Every now and then we will be coming back no matter how hard you slam us down, you could never, you can’t ever evade us, not the passion at least. 

Hope you liked this new muse, have a great day and don’t forget that you are beautiful!! Yes you dear!! Hasta luego๐Ÿ˜„


Do you? Well, I do definitely. Everyone one of us daydreams but very few care to admit. Done think it’s dumb but actually it’s not. A daydreamer can actually be the one that people one day come to applaud as a pioneer, I daydream a lot and maybe people like me do that a lot because we need that. Without daydreaming we will not be able to pen down the entire universes that we wish to because there is a havoc of thoughts storming inside our heads.

The last time I daydreamed, it was about you.. Obviously…๐Ÿ˜ so this is what I did, I tried to pen down the thoughts in a short muse Eben though when I could write about to my fingers bled and also till I ran out of ink๐Ÿ˜… till then this is it and eventually I named it “DAYDREAM”.

You went past me,

On that fortunate day,

Thinking I was a stranger,

Never really aware,

Of the beautiful reality,

That I had been there,

For an entire lifetime,

Waiting for you,

To become my salvation,

All this period,

All I wanted from you,

Was to give me a chance,

To be your daydream…

This is it, please do share what you last daydreamed about. And I will be more than happy to hear that. Till then you have a great day because you are beautiful๐Ÿ˜‡ yes you!!! ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜† hasta luego..๐Ÿ˜„

Hold onto me…

Well, every now and then I think what would happen of this works ends at this moment. What would I want, what would I need, what would I long for when all this is gone.?

The answer lies in a muse that I just write and named it “hold onto me”. Here it is..

They are on their way,

To bring the Apocalypse,

To watch this world burn,

And to turn this nature into bits,

To make out demons,

Grow stronger than our angels,

To make our horses,

Grow hungry in their stables,

We will all be there,

To watch this darkness take over,

The power of light,

And, even if this happens,

The only thing I need,

Is for you to,

Hold onto me….

I hope your needs are different than mine because mine includes an Apocalypse. I hope you like it.. Hasta luego fellow humans… Take care..

Seasons are changing, a new era is about to begin…

Something that I always think when seasons change is that where are you. Well actually I always think like this but winters have always been very special for me and so do you. So obviously with you in my mind I tried to pen a muse from the storm beneath my skin. 

And I actually named it..๐Ÿ˜€

“Winters are coming “
In these chilly mornings,

The only face I miss,

Is yours my dear,

I see the sunrise,

I see the sunset,

Waiting for your onset,

Amidst those mustard fields,

The only essence I miss,

Is yours,

In those dark nights,

The only song that,

I hear is you,

Waiting forever here,

Winters are coming,

My dear,

Where are you???

Hope you all like it.. Even if you don’t, you can still smile and have a good evening… See you soon…

To start, why not greet and wish love to everyone…?

Here’s a poem that I wrote to wish you love and Evey other beautiful feeling out there for years to come.

It’s in Hindi so it goes by the name “Ishq Mubarak”, I hope you like it…

Harf  bayan kahan kar paate hain,

Har haquiqat ko hamari,
Aankein nam ho jaati hain,

Har ruqsat pe tumhari,

Badi mudatton se talasha tha,

Us jahan ko Maine,

Jahan tum main,

Aur un lamhon ki yaadein thi hamari,

Aawazein aati hain,

In deewaron dar se,

Baaton ki hamari,

Khushboo jo aati hai koi Ab,

Pass ab kabhi bhi mere,

Ruqsat kar deta hun unhe yun hi,

Ki kahin Yaad na aaye tumhari,

Baatein to bass mukamal,

Aur kucch hi karte hain,

Par na jaane kaese,

Baat nikalti hai tumhari,

Bayan kiya itna hi us roz jab tumhe,

To kaha tha mudkar tumne,

Ishq Mubarak….

Ishq Mubarak…..

And have a great day ahead and don’t forget to celebrate love as it comes… See you soon.