Friday, August 14, 2015


Sagar ki uthti baithti lehren,
Hai na jane kis kashmakash mei?
kabhi rait se milne ko aage badhti,
to kabhi wapas laut jaati
kya hai uske mann mei?
kaun si baat chupayi hai?
wo raaz kitna gehra hai?
kuch to bol ae Sagar..


Friday, July 24, 2015

Few poems are just so great that they can make your soul cry out

Jab jab dard ka baadal chhaya
Jab jab gam ka saya lehraaya
Jab aansoo palkon tak aaya
Jab yeh tanha dil ghabraaya
Hum ne dil ko yeh samjhaya
Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai?
Duniya mein yun hi hota hai
Yeh jo gehre sannate hain
Waqt ne sabko hi baante hain
Thoda gham hai sabka qissa
Thodi dhoop hai sabka hissa
Aankh teri bekaar hi nam hai
Har pal ek naya mausam hai
Kyun tu aise pal khota hai
Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai
-Shri Javed Akhtar

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Sensitive people are the most genuine and honest people you will ever meet. There is nothing they won’t tell you about themselves if they trust your kindness. However, the moment you betray them, reject them or devalue them, they become the worse type of person. Unfortunately, they end up hurting themselves in the long run. They don’t want to hurt other people. It is against their very nature. They want to make amends and undo the wrong they did. Their life is a wave of highs and lows.

They live with guilt and constant pain over unresolved situations and misunderstandings. They are tortured souls that are not able to live with hatred or being hated. This type of person needs the most love anyone can give them because their soul has been constantly bruised by others. However, despite the tragedy of what they have to go through in life, they remain the most compassionate people worth knowing, and the ones that often become activists for the broken hearted, forgotten and the misunderstood. They are angels with broken wings that only fly when loved.

-Shannon L. Alder-

Tuesday, June 23, 2015


Life is beyond religions, rituals, dos and dont's
Its about small moments , glance, feelings, freedom.
Sometimes it’s a Yes that changes a life and even a No could..
Silence, peace, music , thoughts, art, touch are themselves looking for life
People these days are emotionless, practical, money-minded, greedy and soulless
Where are humans..?? I hate being part of this race… it kills me deep within..
Life is all about moments ....

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

God I miss you

God ...I miss you..I miss taking to you...I miss having that feeling of keeping faith in you, I miss seeing your statues inside the temple. When did I forget you?  , when was that last conversation I had with you, I miss joining hands and making wish of meeting you , I miss you God... I don't want to die... I am afraid of dying..what if it was all a lie and you really do not exist? Whatever this life has given me..I am accepting is going on... my heart is beating and I can smell life... but as I am growing old..I am going far away from you... please stay by my side and talk to me...I miss you.. I know you are not here right at this moment ... I wish you were here... Its all love and trust matter in the end... I love you...but trust on your existence is where I am lacking.. I need more time ... we'll meet someday...

Loneliness is the human condition.

Loneliness is the human condition.
Cultivate it.
The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. An intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you'll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.
-Janet Fitch, White Oleander