/* Not a usual Poetry Post. But Something which is very special to me */.

“We often tend to ignore the ones who affect our life in a major way and  little do we know that a  CONSIDERATION to them would brighten up our life further.

So here is my part of consideration for my someone significant  !”

And that person is my twin-sister , who has been hovering , tampering , hammering in and around me! 

Born on the same day , in the same hospital , from the very same mother does recount for the beginning of my life .

And that ’15 minutes’ of age gap doesn’t alter my purpose of living but makes it a memorable one. 

We were born inheriting the daily aspect ,  not daily but that inbuilt aspect of sharing which came to us from the day our existence was registered;

From mother’s womb to birthday cakes , chocolates , clothes , books, bedroom and what not. Everything was to be shared. So, the life with a twin is equivalent to a ‘half life’ because everything you receive   is always halved.

Thus my journey from day one has been a perfect application of ‘buy 1 get 1 free offer’. Childhood days were such. 

Now, let me jump on to my quarter hourly elder sister. She’s bossy, mature, dominant and all the attributes that portray her to being an elder sibling.

Being with her comprises of
* ADVICES- that come pouring when we least expect them to.
*BOSSY-passing orders and making you feel none other than that helpless waiter at a restaurant
*RUDE REMARKS- (although the most honest ones) always unwelcome-d ,dis-heartening.

Imagine being subdued by someone like this.

But as the time flew, there was a total diversion from being: foe to friends.
The best of friends I tell you 😀
She’s been simply awesome, I am at loss of words now to express my LOVE (which is safely hidden In my heart by the fear of it get stolen if I pen  it down here).

So lastly, my life might not be the extra-ordinary one but it’s not an ordinary either.
A few are blessed with a similar-looking and dissimilar-behaving sibling.

Thus my sister isn’t that bad; (as I professed she’s the best).

But she’s the one who has always been with me , through thick and through thin and unavoidably my birthdays’ too (more like, our birthday)
She is and has always been the best thing to have ever happened to me.


One Day

One Day

There Would Be A Day ,

When Our Voices Will Be Lost,

There Would Be A Night,

Which Will Take Away The Sight,

But There Comes A Time ,

 When You Will Rhyme,

Turn Into A Poetry ,

Turn Into A Masterpiece.

That Is When You Will Find Yourself ,

Immersed In The Magical World ,

Of Syllables And Words,

Life Will Turn You Into A Poet,

Or You Will Become Someone’s Poetry.

 One Day.


Breaking The Monotony.

Breaking The Monotony.


So Bored, So High,

All I’ve Got To Do Is Sigh,


Thinking About

Those Old Times,

Those Suppressed Cries,

Those Unsung Rhymes,

Pondering Over What Went Wrong?

I Don’t Want To Be A Part Of The Throng.


There’s This Constant Battle,

I Can Hear My Heart Rattle,

Pushing Me Up,

To Do Something Wise,

Because I Have To Rise,

To Lift Those Fellows

Who Have Been All Yellow, 

With Fear, With Pain,

Because I Have Been The Same,

Somewhere It Was Just Me,

Walking In Your Shoes,

And Breathe.

A Fairytale.

A Fairytale.

How can I run away from my past ,
How can I be so fast ,

It’s not easy to forget ,
It’s not easy to melt ,
Images of the snow clad mountains,
Memories of the untold fairy tales.

P.S. : Travelling to Ladakh has been one of the most wonderful experiences that i have.  I cannot  express what I felt in just few words, But for now words all I have to tell you that the place is worthy. Take some time out of your busy schedule and just once visit LEH to rejuvenate. And it’s exactly six months to when I visited that place.


Do You See That Moonlit Sky ?
Do You Miss The Stars And Sigh?
Those Stars Are Nowhere To Be Seen , 
Have You Started Forgetting It’s Gleam,
The Bright Moon’s Light , 
Illuminates The Darkened Night,
But You Still Miss The Stars ? 
Don’t You?
Remembering It’s Tiny Marks. 
The Moonlit Sky Seems Too Bright,
To See, 
In The Hours So Wee ,
I Think ,
How Life Would Be ?
Without The Darkness ? 
Without The Stars ?
But Then,
I Recollect ,
In The Darkness ,
Shines The Star.


The Silence Around,
The Quietness Surrounds,
I Can Hear My Heart Beating,
It Is  Very Soothing,

This Muteness Kills Me No More, 
I’ve Been Waiting At The Shore,
Waiting For This Silent Ship,
All The Havoc It Zips,
Let The Doors Remain Close ,
Let The Soundlessness Pose ,
For A While , Let It Be Quiet ,

I Like It This Way,
Being Isolated Away ,
In My Own World , With My Own Thoughts ,
Because Too Much I Have Fought ,
With My Words , With My Speech
Noiseless In This Arena ,
I Found Eternal Peace.