Nuances of Being

Sharing my new poem, wrote it multiple weeks ago, and thought of posting. One of those rare times when I try to add some urdu words to my h...

I scribble things at the back of my notebook to keep me anchored during the storms encountered daily. Shared some of those in earlier  few...

She was young and bright, probably the smartest child in her village. But misfortune doesn’t care about the strengths of one’s faculties. ...

I was in India a few days back and all the TV channels were heated with the state election talks. Some old and some new faces of the "...

“Raat ke baad naye din ki Seher aayegi; Din nahi badlega tareekh Badal jayegi” The famous line from the poet “Nida Fazli” just started...

“Would you mind changing my room?” I asked. Though I think I was very polite in asking given the circumstances, but I knew my frustration ...

एक और याद, जो शायद 1987 से 1995 के बीच ही हुआ, इस लिए कुछ नयी पीढ़ी वाले दोस्त, भाई, बहिन शायद इस का उतना लुत्फ न ले पाए.... और इस बार सिर्...