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  • Liberation

      Liberation Of The Soul 14th May, 6:30 AM, Banaras “Everything ends here”, the boatman whispered.  I was having an early morning ride in the river. We reached to the Manikarnika ghat and there was blazing the fire, that is never extinguished. My heart became heavy after witnessing such a ceremony. It reminded me the…

  • Scribble 2 – “Let It Burn”

      21st December, 2018, 1:30 AM It was a winter midnight. Everybody was sleeping in the room, except two of us. We were having our first night out. The city was sleeping, only two crazy lovers were awake to write a nice love story. That foggy city lights, chilling wind and biting cold, we forgot…

  • Scribble 1- “Ten Words To Say Goodbye”

        7th April, 2019, 2:30 A.M “You’re not my type. Can’t be with you. It’s over.” Now, just reverse the first line. I am not your type, and I am happy with what I am. Thanks to me, I can’t fake my emotions, can’t give false promises like you. It was over the day…

  • “He never asked my name” : Story of Abir

    [There are some things still exist on earth, we can’t find a name for them. Just like, sometimes, we feel a relation which can’t be named, but it has a hidden beauty wrapped with an innocent purpose. This relationships are so pure, so true, that we never look at the person we care for, we…

  • Ustad….Aur Ek Shehzadi

    The river was flowing gently. With the chirping of the birds, the riverside ghat was singing the music of joy. The night long darkness was escaping into a delightful dawn. Adorning the serene morning hues, the saffron sky was looking like a sadhak.. Everywhere around the ghats, there was something so pure..so magical..What is different…