What I know about myself is that I am in love with my life. Coming to writing poems,its like an unending journey for me,which allows me to search the unsearched,find the unfound and write the unwritten.I am looking to get in touch with u all through this wonderful site.And yes,I have one published book too,''WO CHALTI JA RAHI HAI''.Apart from this,even the thought of travelling entrances me.
As The River flows – my life completes itself.. An enlightened tryst with the almighty, Created by destiny, I was born To flow like a never ending river A tough undefined journey, quintessentially alone The Himalayas promised me the purity
Everything seems to be silent but my ears not, although world sleep but my mind’s not. Memory once rejoiced like a sun’s heat now turns winter cold, before isolation was a luxury to me but now it’s not. What happens
Thanksgiving never will I forget Hopping in the car for a very long ride to grandma’s house With heavy frost on the grass, glistening in the sun Singing songs and counting grain bins to pass the time Now the frost
O, dear Indus, the witness of millenniums’ History, traditions and culture You feed us with your sweet water And in your lap you us nurture You might be a mighty channel Of flowing water for the world On your course
There is a river by the mountains, Covered by the deep dark forest. There is a river by the mountains, Where tired travellers take rest. There is a river by the mountains, Which flows like a lonely soul. There is