This is a poem written just to promote awareness of the illicit killing of tigers without any thought of humanity and to make people understand that they have an equal right to live.
Mumbai Meri Jaan
Mumbai meri jaan are the words uttered by a typical Mumbaikar at any given point of time. A city of dreams, stars, night life and just about everything.
LOVE U DAD FOREVER!
I was eagerly wishing to end this hostel life and go back to my DAD so that i got a lot of time to spend with my DAD. I was planning what sort of things we do
Tomatoes in the Yard
It was two o’clock in the morning when I heard some plates crashing and loud voices in our living room. It was mom and dad screaming each other
Alone
Its her, oh my god its her, I didn’t even bother about the traffic, I started running behind her bike, like as if I have gone mad. I was shouting her name,
The Fraud Hero
Editor’s Choice: I was always her hero. Her inspiration. She was just nine but she believed that I had cheated her mother and not her. Her mother had a reason to leave. She didn’t have one
The Nightmare.
Editor’s Choice – I wake up to chaos, for the first time in the course of my existence. A putrid, alien smell clouds my senses. I hear clicks somewhere behind me.
Losses and Gains
It was Aman! Why did these out of the world situations happen with me always? A scruffy I, and a handsome Aman dressed in his gym wear goggled at each other.
The day I decided to leave cricket
Cricket was a passion that I had since I was a child. I remember dad waking up really early to watch the matches in Australia, in those days that Doordarshan used to be the only channel around.
Looking Glass
Heck of a busy day, jolly me. I glance for the umpteenth time at my well attired chick appearance thru’ the Belgium glass mirror, set the hair curl proper,
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