Month: June 2015

Poetry

The Monsoon

It seems it has finally broken its silence The tearful hot season has come to its end The desperate farmers look up to heaven To thank the Almighty for His care Last evening it was dull and dreary The sticky sweat trailing down my back The tired animals, birds and […]

Poetry

कुछ यूँ हुआ

ऑंखें  ना सरे आम कहीं भीगने लगें वो दर्द का  बादल मेरे भीतर सिमट गया चुप थी ज़ुबान, बोल उठीं दिल की धड़कने उसका ख़याल जब मेरे दिल से लिपट गया कुछ फ़र्क़ नहीं अब, कि वो आये या ना आये रुत बीत गयी, प्यार का मौसम बदल गया खुशबू  […]

Poetry

Symphony

The music floated into the air It caught my ears while I was unaware The soft notes of the music played A resting calm upon my mind The lingering notes echoed frail and tender The longing to escape with deep surrender The rippling cooling tidal waves Tumbled together embracing the […]

Poetry

मेरी कहानी

अब ये ज़मीं नहीं, ना मेरा आसमां  ही है लगता  नहीं है  कोई मेरा हमनवां भी है बादल उफ़क़ पे छा गए या शाम हो गयी सूरज का नहीं दूर तक नाम-ओ- निशां भी है कितने मुक़ाम रास्ते में आये, खो गए बस आख़िरी पड़ाव तेरा आस्तां ही है तुमने […]

Poetry

Cancer

She lay heaped  As though a bundle of Tattered rags in a corner, stacked To be chucked aside…  Derailed from life’s torturous clasp Shattered…. A human body left to rot With cancerous cells Cut off and bound… to be saved? But the lifeless body susicates On borrowed fumes of oxygen […]

Poetry

मजबूरी

चेहरे पे मेरे लिख गए कितनी  कहानियाँ क़दमों  के  निशां वक़्त ने  छोड़े  हैं  तरह बादल भी बरसता है तो भीतर मेरे दिल पर आँखों से एक बूँद भी छलकाऊँ किस तरह पलकों में  फिर समेट लिया हमने  समंदर कुछ लोग बिन आँसू के भी रोते हैं इस तरह मुरझा […]

Editorial

North East Operations: India’s Revenge and Burmese Angle

By The Editor: Siddharth Sehgal The recent armed forces operations in the North East near the Indo-Burma border or to be specific inside Myanmar’s territory were not only unprecedented but would also have far reaching reverberations from diplomatic and strategic point of view. Militants got a clear message that challenging […]

Poetry

Mercenaries

They live amongst us as good citizens Respected by all who hail in society They labor, they work, they toil they moil? Don’t worry they never smile. Beneath their dry skin rests a spy Waiting to molest a child Their cherry face, their twinkling eyes Arrests the attention of a […]