यादों का क्या अतीत का आईना है। अतीत का क्या यादों ने ही पिरोया है। कुछ याद रहा कुछ भूल गया। कुछ याद रखा कुछ भुला दिया। मेरा अतीत मेरा है मैंने बनाया है मेरा भविष्य मेरा है मैंने बनाना है आईना साफ़ है कोई शिकन नहीं कदम पे मायूसी कि बेड़ियाँ भी नहीं नाContinue reading “अपने कल का कलाकार”
Author Archives: Echoes of the soul
Inheritance
The rubber tried to hold on to the tar, but it was a losing battle. The speed was too high and time too less. Umesh was distracted by the message on the mobile as he executed the turn on the hilly serpentine road to Manali. Swathi slept peacefully as many events crowded into the lastContinue reading “Inheritance”
सफर का नशा
मदहोश नशे में, मदमस्त चल पडे़ थे जुनून का नशा था, हसीन ख्वाब लिए चल पड़े थे काम का बोझ तो गहरा था दिन-रात का फर्क भी खो चुका था पर एक सुरूर सा आ रहा था एक मस्ती का मंज़र था फिर एक दिन, अफसोस अपनी मंज़िल से टकरा गए खुशी की उम्मीद थीContinue reading “सफर का नशा”
Buoyancy of Joy
I hate myself!! Mukti spoke aloud. The utterance did not even make a ripple in the green surface of the still water in the pond. She did crave for appreciation but she never expected so much hate from her colleagues. It was as if they were waiting for the opportune moment for the hate toContinue reading “Buoyancy of Joy”
रिश्तों की कीमत
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”
The cone of Anxiety
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”
Gravity of Death
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”
The Spark
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
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”
Cuppa Coffee
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”