My recent visit to this place ,

And there I see such a different face.

A totally varied lifestyle,

I lived a part of it, in that little while .

Life in mountains, Life is mundane ,

But there’s a beauty ,

In this simplicity.





A Retreat From The World So Wide,

Going On A Hustling Ride,

With The Rising Sun ,

People Start Their Run ,

Boarding The Fast Locals ,

Stepping On A New Journey

Everyday ,

Travelling With “To And Fro” Sways ,

Stepping Down

With The Crowd ,

Making The Platform

Wear A Shroud,

As The Day Ascends ,

With The Mob ,

He  Descends ,

To His Respective Workplace ,

Working With The Fastest Pace,

At The Evening Hour ,

Having A Sweaty Shower ,

Going Home To Find An Empty House ,

Untidy , Un-Organized , Infected By Mouse ,

The Four Walls Are Not Maintained  ,

Closing The Doors , He Has Wailed ,

A Thousand Times ,

His Silent Cries ,

The Life In This City

Is Eating Him Up ,

He Has Always Filled His Cup,

With Distress ,

With Sadness,

And Thus ,

 Fails To See The Beauty Which Lies ,

In Mumbai ,

With Every Setting Sun , There’s A Rise.

The True You

The True You

Thousands Of Layers On,
Concealing The Brightening Dawn,
You Depict Your Untrue Colors,
Which Makes You Even More Duller,
Not In The Eyes Of The World,
But In Your Own Heart,
When With Your True Self , You Part

And I Want To See You,
The Truthful You,
The Illuminated You,
 These Unseen Eyes Search You Everywhere,

So , Find Me In the Dark Night,
And I’ll Be Your Light,
Because How Much Ever You Try To Hide,
I Am Here To Uncover Your Windy Side.

Living And Loving.

Living And Loving.

“I Love You”.
Three Magical Words.
Which Induces Butterflies In Your Stomach .
Makes You Feel Happy .
Makes You Feel Contended.
Sometimes Unsaid . 
Or Maybe Pretended .

A Red Rose Or A Simple Hug . 
A Tear-Drop Of Joy .
That Smell Of An Old Book .
Dipping Legs In A Cold Brook.
Blowing Bubbles In The Sky.
Gazing At The Starts , Up So High

A Huge Acclamation For Your Hard Work .
Or Just A Compliment From Your Loved One.
A Satisfaction Runs Through Your Veins .
A Spark Of Determination In Your Brown Eyes ..

Love Is Where You Find It .
Love Is When You Live It.
Everyone Can Love . (You)
Because There’s Love Within. (You)
” I Found Love . (In You)
I Love. (You) ” 



Ever Stop To Think ,
And Forget To Start Again ?
Wishing For The Sun,
But Settling For The Rains,

Ever Stop To Think,
And Forget To Start Again?
Taking A Bit Longer ,
Recovering The Pain ,
That Pain Which Wouldn’t Last Long,
Will This Stagnancy Make You Strong?

Ever Stop To Think ,
And Forget To Start Again?
Don’t Let Those Efforts Go In Vain,
Remember ;
There Is A Purpose In Your Heart ,
An Aim For Your Dart,

So Start Again ,
Start Thinking,
About The Start

Light In Your Night

Light In Your Night


This Night Holds A Light Somewhere,
To See It , You Just Need To Dare ,
Move Your Sight Away From The Dark ,
Try To Focus On That Shining Star,

It Contains A Light For You ,
The Brightness You Never Knew,
Would Ever Exist In  The Black Surroundings,
The Vicinity Where You Had To Cut Your Wings ,

Let This Darkness Fade ,
Lowering The Shade ,
This  Night Will Surely Result In A Beautiful Dawn ,
But, The Sunlight Isn’t Enough , I Warn .

That Monsoon Myth

That Monsoon Myth

It Was Pouring Heavily ,

He Was Staring Steadily ,

Trying To Catch Her Eye,

As He Breathed A Sigh , 

When She Finally Looked At Him ,

 Under The Light So Dim,

The Downpour Didn’t Let Her , 

By Forming A Damp Fur ,

Let Her , See Him Clearly ,

But Then ,

He Walked To Her Readily ,

Offering A Shelter ,

Under His Umbrella ,

In A Perfect Weather , 

With Such Kindness , He Stole Her Heart ;

He Had Already Given His ,

In The Start ,

But Then It All Came Back ,

That Heartbreak , That Whack ,

Which She Had Faced In Past ,

Thus , 

Putting Down Her Mast, 

She Slowly Walked Away ,

Finding A Lonely Way,

But He Didn’t Let Her Go,

He Had Figured Out Her Woe, 

Between Those Unspoken Words ,

The Two Very Different Worlds,

Held Hands Tightly ,

And The Darkness Began To Fade ,

Lightly ………….!