Hukum Chand, the magistrate of Monjo Majra, stepped out of his car, took a shower, changed clothes, and lay down on a soft mattress. He closed his eyes, covered them with his hands, and tried to...

I would meet her in the library Where the silence is mandatory We don’t create a wave of pressure We just stare at each other. She is as white as snow of Kashmir How do I compare, I haven’t met ...

  Sometimes, I trace back to my days at St. Stephen’s College. Those good days! One day, I was explaining the special theory of relativity to one of my juniors, who was not from a science backgrou...

\   ਪੂਰੀ ਮੇਰੀ ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ ਆ, ਇਹਦੇ ਵਿਚ ਕਮੀਂ ਨਹੀਂ ਕਿਸੇ ਗਲ ਦੀ  ਇਸਤੋਂ ਨਹੀਂ ਕੋਈ ਸ਼ਿਕਾਯਤ, ਲਗੇ ਪਿਆਰੀ ਜਿਵੇਂ ਇਹ ਚਲਦੀ। ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ ਵਿਚ ਪਿਆਰ ਮਿਲ ਜਾਵੇਂ ਤਾਂ ਕਰੀਏ ਸ਼ੁਕਰਾਨੇ  ਜੇ ਨਾ ਮਿਲੇ ਤਾਂ ਵੀ ਚੰਗਾ, ਬਿਨਾਂ ਵੀ ਚਲਦੇ ਜਮਾਨ...

Floating feelings in the air Taking shape of the verses; Word by word layer by layer And here the poem emerges.\ Joy in eyes, eyes in a page Her excitement is on the peak; Holding a mic on the sta...