A creative writing workshop called Alfaazon ki Jugalbandi, was planned for the students. I was the facilitator of the workshop. Taking suggestions from my team, I designed an interactive session plan. Continue reading Mulakaat 3: Jugalbandi- Alfaazon, Soch aur Jazbaaton ki
As new children came, they greeted us with a warm hello. Not for a second did I feel that I was meeting most of these little ones for the very first time. Continue reading Mulakaat 2: The Beginning
She was getting late for work. In a hurry, she filled her mouth with the breakfast laid on her plate, took the keys and left the house. While swiping her metro card, she noticed that the metro she had to board was to arrive in the next minute. Continue reading Mulakaat 1: Run
Her eyes are the rivers with floods,
Her heart is an ocean of hurricanes.
Nobody understands the floods,
No one knows about the hurricanes. Continue reading Mysterious
Hard it is
To stand up
Against the people
Whom you love
And respect the most,
To make a decision
In favour of
Your cherished dreams. Continue reading Awaiting Dreams
मुसकुराहट थी झूठी लबों पे,
इक चमक थी उन नैनों में,
फिर भी नमी थी पलकों में.. Continue reading खुवाहिश/ Desire
In his eyes,
She observed a grief
That was not unknown to her. Continue reading Liberation
Yet captivating herself
In a dark room, she lies
She herself does not know. Continue reading Cursing
Life is stable until you get choices. It’s hard to decide which path will be the right one for you. Continue reading Life, choices, dilemmas and belief.
“I too will leave
Scares you the most.
I can read it in your words. Continue reading Always
My eyes were wet
As you ended your story.
No, it wasn’t that emotional.
Collecting the missing pieces
Of her spirit
She was trying to complete
The picture of her being. Continue reading Mend
Adding new visions
To the last one
I narrate each time
The same old tale. Continue reading Blank Sheet
She is all alone
Trapped in invisible chains
Created by the humans
And by her own self. Continue reading Chains
“It’s not the same she,
The one who was there
Three years back.
She’s lost somewhere deep down.” Continue reading Lost