Ahmiyat (Importance )

One for the sunshine I have- cum-light of our hearts-cum-buddy bhai-cum-Mechanical Engineer😄 Janamdin par tumhare liye Kuch shabd Kuch shabd mujhe kharidne padey Jeevansangini ne tumhare bohat umdaa likhe Isliye mere mujhe Kuch fekey lagey Isliye mujhe Kuch shabd kharidne padey Tumhey detey hue hichkichahat nahi hui Kyun ki behatareen they vo likhey hue Likin

Miss You Mumma😢

Maa aap bohat yaad aati ho , Mujhe chod aap chalein gayi, Mujhe aapnee Yaadon k sang, Chod gayi, Ashk neer ban tap behtey hain Khushiyon aur dukh bin aap yeh Dhara ban kehtey hain.. Bas ek jeevan mere sang reh jaatey Khushiyon Ke pal sajj jaatey Dukhon k pal kat jaatey Maa bas ek

The Anonymous

Hi, Folks. Hoping your December is studded with star angel🌠, Good wishes and cold mornings ❄that you shush away with scarfs ⛄& that coffee ☕ you share with your loved ones😊. I know it’s been a long time, I didn’t post 📃anything … so guys with my due appolgies here,I come with my new post.

Meri Kalam..

Abh meri kalam kahin ruk si gayi hai Thami Thami si vo Lafzon Ko vo bhul si gayi hai Kabhi syahi sang vo muskurati thi Pannon main Kuch chupati thi Khamoshi main Khayalon sang Gungunati thi Gungunati geet gati, kuch chahkti thi Na jaaney vo syahi kahan gum ho gayi Aur Meri kalam Khamosh si

One From My Book 📖 Day-2

“Better to be hunter than the hunted, Even if you’re hunting for yourself”. This one I read from my Favorite book 📖called” A Monster Calls” By Patrick Ness. What I really think about this quote Becoming that hunter makes us to explore more about ourself, People and life. Somewhat like scuba diving we go deep

Daddy’s love

Darling Daughter, I have never heard single world of praise from you. Dear Daddy you aren’t meant for praise, you are meant for love. Holding your love in one hand and a diamond in another. Your warmth always enclose by heart. Dad diamond would be sold in misery and left me empty handed but your

KUCH PURANA SA MUJHE YAAD AAYA

Kuch Purana sa mujhe yaad aaya…This one is regarding old childhood day’s of mine, while living in small town of a big country called India and now dealing with adulthood days. Wind on her ways touches the land while sweet sunrays were used to fall on earth after being filtered through the branches of trees,can

ONE FROM MY BOOK, DAY-1

One from my book is the another set of Post which I’m going to include in my blogging Journey from today. Somewhat from my awesome books I took a dive in.Hope you guys like them as well like my other posts. THE DESIRE FOR MORE POSITIVE EXPERIENCE IS ITSELF A NEGATIVE EXPERIENCE. AND, PARADOXICALLY, THE

Chai ki Pyali – Cup of tea

Subaha Maa ki Hidayaaton k Sang Kabhi Kabhi babuji ki Nasihaton k sang, Sham Ko doston ki baaton k sang hoti, Chai ki Vo Pyali kissey kahaniyon vali hoti, ………… ………. …………… -Maa ki awaaz Kuch zyada hi Mehakti Sardiyon Main Vo Pyali Gud k Sang Milti Tulsi aur Saunf Thandak dur hai rakhti, Subah

In Woods For Woods

In cluster of pinewoods pleasant silence was prevailing, can’t fathom the deep peace my heart felt probably It was healing, Whole lot of butterflies wondering everywhere , Ariose chirping reaching out for me was so dear, Awaking the souls of the woods for a new day Without any delay Standing in between those woods wonderin’