Month: May 2018

Poetry

A Sight from Afar

A perfect figure matched with perfect looks’ A sight of you puffs my chin like bean cake Your looks make me think about life after now My lone soul ,brightens up at the glimpse of your gait ‘slow and steady, calm and quiet’ the shadows of your figure throws light […]

Poetry

The Shaggy Creature

A full moon night it was As she lay gazing at the silvery ball – Umpteen eerie creatures surged her mind Pinned so strongly, she couldn’t shirk them away Spine-chilling monsters before her eyes danced Sleep lost its way- In the midst of ridiculous bloodcurdling creatures- Jumping into life from […]

Poetry

शब्द जब झरे लेखनी से

कलम हाथ मे उठाते ही , भावनाओँ  का ज्वार  उमड़ने लगा | विचारों  का मंथन होने लगा | शब्दों के छंद  मूर्त रूप में ढलने लगे || अल्फाजों  को जुबा मिलने लगी कलम हाँथ  मे  उठाते ही , शब्द जो झरे लेखनी से तो , कहे अनकहे कई ज़ज्बात  बयां […]

Articles

Leeches Are Only a Click Away

By Mark Antony Rossi I’ve been meaning to write this particular column for quite some time. Distractions abound. But it’s close to my heart nevertheless. I promise. There’s practically a cottage industry out there seeking to help writers — for a price. A big price! I called one out the […]

Poetry

Miss You Ma

I  lost  her  when I  was  very  young, How   do  I  reminisce  about  her, She  is  a  vague  and  distant  memory There’s  nothing  distinct  that  I  remember She  is  only  a  concept – just  a  notion  divine, A  mere  idea  of  an  angelic  being Someone,   who  for  a  while , […]

Poetry

Ashes to Ashes

Ashes to ashes dust to dust we all are made up of this and in them finally, we rest we learn the lessons from the untrammeled thoughts in our in our resplendent minds and savor the ambrosial presence of the divine around us We were conceived as a stardust and living on the edge testing […]

Poetry

प्रगति गान

ओह हो !देश की उन्नति का परिमाप तो देखिये | प्रगति का परिहास तो देखिये | खौफ़ज़दा हर शख्श ,यहाँ हो रहा है | एहसास ए जिम्मेदारी से हर कोई ,दस्तबरदार हो रहा है | सिक्को की ठनक यहाँ ,इज्जतें नफ़्स बन गयी है | मुफलिसी ,एक गाली बन गयी […]

Poetry

My Inner Garden

My  body  is  a  citadel In  it  resides   my   soul It  functions  in  varied  ways With  a  predetermined  goal The  brain  is  a  virtual  museum, Having   labyrinth  of   thoughts, The  other  organs  also,  do Serve  in  different  spots In   this   scenario  I  have My  favorite   piece  of  art, It’s  most  […]