Embracing Success
My life is a raptured tray, Which I designed with a frisky clay. Not enough freedom I got as it may, Ignored such trifles and all negative say. I'm born with potential; 'm born to sway, Why all want to direct me in their way? 'M born with ideas please trust my byway, But as always I  feel at bay. It matters not …
She is a woman of faith The song of one love At times, she was just a flower At others, just fire. To winds, she would say I can change your direction To dreams, she would Say I will turn you into reality To desire, she would say I am your fellow traveller I will …
I and Ragini loved each other a lot. When everything seemed fine, Ragini was forcefully married off to a wealthy guy by her parents and sent to a distant country thanks to my lower caste. I was heartbroken and slipped into depression. I swore that ...
As I began writing this piece, few question cropped up in my mind. I asked to myself: Will I be able to complete this piece in a time bound manner? Am I proceeding steadily but slowly in writing up this piece? Isn’t it a race to produce a beautiful write up within the time limit? …
Our solar system is 4.568billion years old and we, human beings, evolved here as late as 200,000 year ago. Agriculture civilization started nearly 10,000 year ago. Since then we have been using the natural resources of mother earth. Since 1760s, after the advent of industrial revolution, the rate of use of resources has increased tremendously. …
What happens to that wide eyed wonder and amazement as we grow up? What happens to that child within us as we grow up? What happens to simplicity, curiosity and creativity as we grow up?