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बात बचपन की कुछ अलग ही थी

एक लड़कपन सा था एक बेबाकी सी थी बात बचपन की कुछ अलग ही थी न नौकरी की चिंता ना ज़िन्दगी के ग़म खुशियों से भरा होता था हर एक मौसम स्कूल से घर और घर से ट्यूशन टीवी पे... Continue Reading →

Getting (Moniteraly) Appreciated as a Writer: A Scant Thing of Joy

As a freelance writer, I am approached by a lot of websites, magazines, newspapers and blogs to write/edit for them. The harsh reality that we as writers face is that despite enough experience and  a good profile to boast, few... Continue Reading →

Mystical are the Moments when I sleepwalk to the rythm of your love - Not wanting to wake up, Burning in the Flames of Desire.

Thank you Kausar Munir and Parineeti Chopra.

In the age of Sheilas, Munnis and Chamelis, a soulful track with good lyrics is a rare piece of joy. After a long time, Pritam and Amitabh  Bhattacharya presented beautiful music in Ae Dil Hai Mushkil. The latest song that... Continue Reading →

ज़िन्दगी है

हादसों के सिलसिलों का नाम ही तो ज़िन्दगी है टूटती हूँ बिखरती हूँ फिर ख़ुद को समेटती हूँ जब तक हैं सांसें जी लूँ, कुछ कर लूँ खुश रहे जो लोग हैं, इतनी सी तुझसे बंदगी है ऐ ख़ुदा! तूने... Continue Reading →

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Do not Fall… Rise In Love

One must never give anybody the power to destroy oneself. As cliched as the title of this blog may sound (I actually remember this line from some SRK movie), however, it is indeed true.  Women generally tend to percieve love... Continue Reading →

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