They say that life is all this, and more, And one faces all these above, But to be wise is a rarer gift, And rarer is to act on it.
भारतवर्ष की भूमि परजब शीत ऋतु लहराती थी,असावधान बैठी देहों पर,क्रूरता बरसाती जाती थी।हंसते-रोते, चलते-सोते रोजमर्रा के जीवन ढोते,लोगों के जीवन मे एक दिन आया ऐसा निराला थालोकतंत्र का गान करके कुछ जनों ने,देश के हृदय पर तेज़ चुभोया एक भाला था।सुबह का अखबार जैसे अपने साथ उल्टी स्वतंत्रता लाया था,लगता था ठंड ने कुछ… Continue reading विपक्ष की बात
Take your chances, O' lonely soul, Lest the passions are abating, Seek the comforts of present not the past, for The time rushes while these keep on debating. Worried of the chances that you will lose? But equal are that of winning, if not more, What use is such caution in what to choose? When… Continue reading Chances
“Are you aware that you are not a body? You have a body.” chorused the elder Mahtangs. Introduction: GENRE: Spirituality AUTHOR: Shunya PAGES:160 YEAR OF PUBLISH: 2017 Mahtangs (better known as Mathangs) are the tribal people residing in the forests of Mount Piduru in Sri Lanka. This tribe, similar to the sentinelese, choose to be cut off from… Continue reading Immortal Talks – A Book Review
(कल्पना करिए आप 12-15 वर्ष पहले के भारत में हैं। जैसे जैसे मैं समय में आगे बढूंगा आप समझते जाएंगे) रोज़ाना चलते जीवन के यापन में, सब चुप क्यों हैं? अंतर्द्वंद के स्थापन से भी, सब चुप क्यों हैं? सर उठा कर देखते हैं जब लोग, पता लगता है कि रास्ते तो अब खाली… Continue reading सब चुप क्यों हैं?
Every time and again you love me, you say, I light up then, like a warm summer's day. In the minutes that come, I am like a kid, so full of joy and having fun. That fun is so much more than you think, it is blissful, joyous, serene, cheery, sprightly, exuberant. I pop a smile… Continue reading A Fool still in Love
(Have you ever felt a sudden urge to open social media and try to make a new friend? Or have you ever felt a sudden pang of loneliness even though you have people around you?) Hi all, So what I am about to tell you is my 'subtle art of not giving a fuck' using… Continue reading What is and how to get out of the Social Media trap – My Facebook Theory of 3 strikes and the subtle art of not giving a f**k
Is a poet not a poet unless he is known? Or unless his name, upon the carcass of a tree, Blinding, in golden letters beautifully shone? Is he not someone, to lead with might, and raise a din of soundless voice, to address every whim in the world's plight? It is said, 'The pen is… Continue reading The Poet
This Christmas let us all remember not the santa claus flying in the sky and bearing gifts, not the christmas tree decorated in the comfort of our homes, not the carols being sung in the churches and not the christmas movies. Let us remember the brave souls who cannot afford these luxuries, who are not there partying in any of the festivals of any of the so many religions in our country, who cannot sit idle with a moment of rest, who do not get gifts because they are far away from their homes, just so we can have these moments of joy. Let's remember the brave soldiers of our country who make our celebrating possible.