How writing everyday for a complete month has changed me….

Its been six years since I had started this blog. But I haven’t been able to keep up with blogging as many previous arrangements had to be kept in mind. It was in the heat of the moment, starting this July that I decided to give myself a challenge- a challenge to see if I could write for every single day of July. 30 days later and 31 posts ( adding today’s post), this was a roller coaster. I had believed in writers block, something every writer is dreadful of and in past have experienced it, maybe for sometime. However, when I took to myself to write, it really seemed not much of an uphill task. Being able to feel too much and think about too much, maybe that’s what made me write in the first place. The unsaid emotions that usually don’t escape my lips came to my rescue whenever I felt an urge to write. I am very vocal on this platform, more than anywhere else because this platform has made me feel at home more than any other writing platform. I have had the opportunity to meet so many brilliant writers and human beings over the course of time that the importance of this platform is much higher for me than any other. Many heartfelt conversations have happened in wordpress comments section, I have opened up to people and sometimes people have opened up to me.
This platform is much more than just writing or sharing your work. The exposure we get here as much bigger. I have had the privilege to talk to people of all ages and experiences which have helped me grow and improve for the better.

Coming to my challenge, I have tried to pen down my feelings in form of poems that are completely new. You’ll find a poem for each day of July on my blog. This experience has been really an eye opening one and indeed a liberating one as well. I feel extremely lucky to have come across even more people in this time period.

Will try even harder to bring even richer content for you-my extended wordpress family. 😇

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Until next time, take care and stay safe.


The snow had just started falling,
Drenching the tall Fig trees,
The squirrels had unknowingly planted,
The olive floor of the mountains had turned white,
Burying deep secrets of you and me,
The ones that kept our hearts running,
The red apples that grew in that Orchard,
Where we had first met,
Our first kiss that started it all,
The cherry that had blossomed,
But snow subsumes everything,
The heat, the sun, the light,
And as i lose your tracks in the snow,
The only thing that keeps me sane,
The songs that we had sung together…..


As the time slowly crept,

Days, nights, years,

Sometimes too fast,

And too mellow,

I ran from the things along,

Sometimes a herd of unknown,

Sometimes those known unknown,

Desires sometimes pulled me down,

Just normal human desires,

A craving for human touch,

An ear to listen,

A mouth to kiss,

I ran from places of joy,

Of merry and ploy,

And into abyss,

Or sometimes decay,

Of the body,

The soul,

When clouds would thunder,

Over my horizons,

I would sometimes wonder,

Maybe this is the apocalypse,

The night for the new beginning,

And pull over my blanket,

For I was scared,

Maybe I am scared,

And as I run,

To a place even I don’t see clear,

The storm brewing inside my chest,

The numb of my senses,

The ghosts of my past,

The devils of my present,

The Noah of my future,

Maybe this is the way it is supposed to be,

Face it,

Sprint away,

Maybe the confusion shall always remain,

Or maybe I’ll run again……

The Shine in His Eyes

The winds had murmured in his ears one day,

She’s the one grab her today,

The shy him quickly grew a pair of socks,

And ventured to the unknown lands,

The lands he had always avoided,

The lands he had always feared,

She came like the morning sunshine,

The lands glistened with her shine,

The soil beneath his feet shook,

Run you stupid lad,

Run before she dims away,

And as the boy with all his might,

Ventured into the deepest night,

Followed the path that led to her,

In a hope to be hers forever,

He saw the paparazzi that had followed her as well,

The crowd, the people and their shiny veil,

Maybe she has all that she needs,

The love, the care and all that glare,

What I am is a simple being,

Who has no shoes, no dreams to see,

And as he moved back towards his abode,

Something had caught his hand,

He looked back to see who it was,

There she was standing,

Not the one that had lit the sky,

But had brought a shine in his eyes……


कुछ खुरदरी सी लहरें हैं ये,
कुछ लड़ती हुयी इनसे कश्ती ये,
साहिल की ख़्वाहिश लिए,
कभी साथी थी इसकी हवाएँ ख़ुशगवार,
कभी धोखे से जिन्होंने चाहा डुबाना,
एक झलक में रंग बदलते नाक़िस बादल,
ना जाने क्या था उस कश्ती में,
कुछ ने कहा इसकी लकड़ी है बेबाक़,
या शायद इसका कारीगर था कलाकार,
तभी तो यह कश्ती है आज तक बुलंद,
कश्ती सुन रही थी सब कुछ,
चुप थी,
शायद उसे भी पता था,
वो नहीं है लकड़ी या कारीगर जिसकी बदौलत वो है,
अंदर या बाहर,
यहाँ, वहाँ, सारा जहाँ,
फ़ौलाद लहू बनकर जब बहता है,
निसार करके ख़ुद को जब,
साहिल की ओर बढ़ते हैं क़दम,
क्या मजाल है किसी मक्कार फ़िज़ा की,
या समंदर आबाद,
डूबा दे हस्ती को मेरी,
लकड़ी तो फिर मिट जाती है मिट्टी में,
यह फ़ौलाद ही है जो सदियों मेरा हफ़ज़ा होगा..