जब मैं कहानियों में जीता था वो दिन गुजर गए मुझे मोहब्बत हुई और सारे किरदार मर गए अब ख्यालों में मुझसे मिलने सिर्फ एक चेहरा आता है बाकी सारे प्यारे लोग अपने-अपने घर गए कब वक्त बदले कब जज़्बात ...

Is struggle a justification for curruption Like oppression is for violence? Is majority enough to make a decision? Is injustice a just reply to injustice? Why do innocent civilians suffer For th...

Poem 1: ———- I go out and wander late night Stand in the amazement of lights. I clean and decorate my adobe Rearrange clothes in the wardrobe. I make cards and posters Putting Diyas, photos, and fi...

\ Hope is the heaviest weight we carry Hope is the toughest love to sustain. Hope is the shiniest bowl in my room Hope is the most fragile bowl in my room. Every time it breaks, I sit in the nig...

I stand on the hill  Watching the sun disappear Into the darkness.  I wait for the moon To rise from the horizon And end the darkness.  But light doesn’t come  And dark clouds take over the s...