The gloomy night is studded by the lights of the apartment buildings. I carry a bag of...
Arts
जिंदगी से शिकायतजिंदगी चलती हुई ही अच्छी लगती हैवरना जीवन कि डोर कच्ची सी लगती है,जिंदगी भी...
दिल दी किताबकोरे कागज़ परकभी गम-कभी खुशी कि शाही हैजो मेरी आत्मा कि परछाई हैजिसके सामने सब...
रिश्तो मे बसती है एक-दूसरे कि जानरिश्तो से मिलती है सभी को पहचान,दुनीया है रिश्ते के इस...
An India of my dreamsAn India SupremeNot by power nor RupeesBut by peaceA CountryWhere women are sureThat...
Some time back there was a human body, who was living a normal and was not much...
Dear Love, Hey there! It’s been a while since we last met. I was actually hoping that...
It was the summer of August; I was waiting for my dad to pick me up after...
“True teachers are those who help us think for ourselves” A teacher’s role is not just confined...
She mourns, for years nowHer trembling feet, marginally contortedOf patriarchal plagueAnd the parochial counterpartsTerminally oppressed yet averseOf...