Author Archives: SatishStories

रिश्तों की कीमत दाम लगा के देख लो रिश्तों की अहमियत अनुमान लगा के देख लो पहचान पाओगे तो उसकी पहचान है महसूस कर पाओगे तो भावनाओं का मान है नहीं तो क्या रिश्ते तो एक नाम है मौका, दस्तूर या कभी, किसी का कोई काम है सच्चे रिश्ते रिवाज़ों के मोहताज़ नहीं रिश्तों कीContinue reading “रिश्तों की कीमत”

It was another one of the days of chasing the deadlines. The misses of the previous dates were accumulating into an astronomical wave. The baggage of the ‘Could Nots’ was weighing me down as much as the expectancy of the exit through this competitive tunnel. The meeting tomorrow was a make or break one. IContinue reading “The cone of Anxiety”

Someone just died. I took the news, as just another tragic news on TV. But then, what seemed surprising, was this was the death of a colleague. It wasn’t someone who I knew personally, but stayed and worked under the same roof. We belonged to the same institution. I thought, it was reason enough toContinue reading “Gravity of Death”

If its breathing its alive If it bothers me it’s alive If it sparkles in the darkest night it’s alive It carries the essence It cannot die It is the spark It cannot die Every time I look away When I know I should not I feel its flicker Every time I hesitate When theContinue reading “The Spark”

My dog is my happiness. He fills me with the fuzzy happy feelings. The wagging tail, the twinkling eyes and the unabashed grin is a deadly cocktail for a happiness potion. He has instant effect on our mood. The entire focus of our household revolves around this canine. He is so central to our well-beingContinue reading “My Dog is my Happiness”

Is the morning fresh, or is it the coffee? Is the world blurred Or am I still groggy? Impatient morning beakons me, Hurry up!! match the schedule Wait!! I tell the clock, Let me shed the shackle of your rule Its with my love I am engaged, in a talk Wait!! I tell the clockContinue reading “Cuppa Coffee”

कुछ दिनों से मैं ये सोच रहा था एक कहानी कह दूँ फिर कल, हुआ कुछ ऐसा अलग, सोचा नहीं कह डाला खुशी जो अंदर थी अब बाहर भी है और हैरत की बात तो ये है कि मैं उनके बीच में नहीं किसी और का मैं आज मोहताज नहीं किसी और का मुझे इन्तज़ारContinue reading “मैं”

He felt the fresh air sift through the vestibule. He bent down to peek through the double glassed tinted window separating him from the pouring rain and the vast stretching landscape. He fished into his shirt pocket for his packet of Cigarettes. He opened the pack to find two cigarettes left. He picked up oneContinue reading “Hi Anonymous – I remember your name!!”

And I saw the two tall building talk. I strained my ears but could not hear them. I realised they did not speak using sound. But i still strained to hear what they said. I wanted to hear if they spoke about me. Did they even know about me? Did they feel it when iContinue reading “My secrets spilled”