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Aaj bahut dino ke baad
Aayi unn lamho ki hai yaad
Bholepan aur ummeed ka tha saath
Aur sapne hote the aankhon mein

Bahut dino mein laga mujhe
Kisi apne ke saath ki
Jaise ummeed ab bhi baaki hai
Shayad kahin dil ke ek kone mein

Ek aisa apna jo saathi hoga
Subah ke saath shaamon mein
Jo khushi ki wajah banega
Mujh mein aur mere apno mein

Kabhi kabhi darr lagta hai
Kya pehchaan paoongi usse
Bahut adla badli rehti hai
Aapno mein aur begaano mein

Khud pe yakeen hai ab tak
Tabhi to yahan tak pahunchi hoon
Varna bahut hi mushkil hoti shayad
Ghabraye mann ko samjhane mein

Kya sabke saath aisa hi hota hai
Ki khud ka astitva adhura lagta hai
Kisi aur ka sang kya zaroori hai
Ek poora jeevan jee paane mein??

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Reading is what saved me…

Its funny to say or hear this but its true. In my life, books happened very early on in life and I got totally hooked to the escape they offered. Given our financial constraints growing up, books were a cheap way to get those kicks in life. A nearby renting library with an endless supply of M&Bs and Georgette Heyer’s and other similar ‘fluffy’ fiction – made it all super easy. I devoured books from the school library, shamelessly borrowed (and returned) books from friends and neighbors and never shied away from being seen with a book at the every juncture. Its truly a wonder that i didn' t get glasses at that stage in life! Books saved me from the stress that financial constraints bring to a child’s mind. Books saved me from the boredom that brings on negative thinking. Books told me that having and expressing emotions were totally fine – I could shed copious tears while reading without any fear of judgement. I could laugh out loud at a smart and sassy scene. Instead they...

Reunions or Reincarnation: Rediscovering the Lost Self

There’s something almost mystical about reunions. Not the regular catch-ups over dinner, but those epic, trip-based gatherings where classmates convene after decades, as if time were just a decorative illusion. In the past few years, with the slow but steady drumbeat of friends turning fifty, I’ve been both witness and participant in adventures that begin with nervous anticipation and end in riotous laughter—and a kind of rebirth that no ordinary weekend could bring. At first glance, reunions seem to promise little more than nostalgia, some bad dancing, and a few retellings of embarrassing teenage moments. But somewhere between boarding passes and late-night confessions, something extraordinary unfolds. Time collapses. The cracks and scars of the intervening years fade into the background, replaced by a wave of pure, unfiltered joy—like meeting long-lost parts of ourselves we never realized had gone missing. For those fleeting days, we become the version of ourselves that existed befo...

For Ruaan.. 9th October 2014

Hello cheeku… You’re truly becoming a ‘BIG’ boy now. Its such a delight to have you around me – at most times! :P From the last year to now – soooooo much has changed in our lives together. You go to a day care now for a few hours, have made your own friends there that your mamma knows nothing about, have your own schedules and even look forward to your life away from home and us I guess. But the one thing that has remained the same or maybe only increased is how much I adore you. Totally. Simply. Madly. Deeply. Wholeheartedly. Unequivocally. Selfishly. Selflessly. I think you’re the best kid God could have sent down for me. You’re soo much like me and yet in so many ways so different. I love the way you’re so loving towards everyone… you’re not a naturally aggressive person (so far!). And yet your boundless energy and especially your love for sports I am sure comes from your dad totally. Its such a good blend to have – I just hope we’re able to nurture it in you for a lon...

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