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नानी का घर यादों की पुरानी एल्बम की तरह है, और यादें एक मिठाई के डिब्बे की तरह होती हैं, जिसे एक बार खोलने पर, आप सिर्फ एक टुकड़ा नहीं खा सकते, बल्कि पूरा डिब्बा खत्म कर देते हैं।  वो प्यार से बार-बार “मेरी रानी बेटी” पुकारना, फिर ढेरों पिन्नियाँ बनाकर “कैसी बनी हैं बेटा?” दुलारना। मेरी सेहत की चिंता में दूध में चुपके से बादाम मिलाना, अचारों में अपने प्यार का स्वाद चुपचाप घोल जाना। ये हैं नानी के असीम स्नेह के अनकहे किस्से, हर बार गर्मियों की छुट्टियाँ लातीं उन्हीं के हिस्से। नानी के घर जाने का इंतज़ार बेसब्र कर जाता, कैलेंडर में दिन गिनना दिल में उल्लास जगाता। ट्रेन रुकते ही गंगानगर की मिट्टी महका देती थी मन, बचपन की यादें लौटतीं, जैसे लौट आए हर क्षण। पर नानी से मिलने की जो ललक थी दिल में, वो एक पल को भी थमती नहीं थी इस सिलसिले में। घर पहुँचते ही आँखें खुद-ब-खुद भीग जाती थीं, गले लगते ही नानी से सुकून की बूँदें बरस जाती थीं। फिर भर आई आँखों से जब देखती उनका आँगन, दिल में उठती भावों की लहरें, करती थीं मन-मंथन। बचपन की वो मीठी कहानी, हर रात सुनाती थीं नानी, गुड़िया संग खेल खिलातीं, ...

Amidst the vibrant temple crowd,             As I kept my first foot on the holy ground,   My eyes met a sight so divine, That could make constellations intertwine… The moon and the sun knelt on the floor, A dazzling golden light entered through every door.   Like passionate flames of magic and fire, All dressed up in a single attire. The blue majesty ablaze with wisdom anew, Flakes of love in the air recently blew, Fire glow like a heaving bosom, My eyes stunned with growing enthusiasm, The vigorous inferno at once intimidating, This scene, however, wasn’t frightening, Why was all this happening? A sudden transition took place, The lights revealed a beautiful face! Blinded I stood, by the depth of those eyes, Brilliant blue He was, like the infinite skies! The heat in the surroundings subsided, As victorious musical notes and rhythms collided. The red sizzling floor turned into pure white snow, Cryst...

Heart lingers, In the times of past... Where skies were blue and birds, singers. Why do they not last? Clouds overshadow the fresh breeze, Steal our smiles, Take away everything with ease... We learn to walk long miles, All alone, heart in void, We yearn for that bit, When we unapologetically enjoyed, When friends did not split, When love flourished in every pure soul, When music wasn't needed to fall asleep, When excelling wasn't the only goal, When we didn't shut the door to weep, When kids didn't need therapies, And gardens echoed with their winsome, When people had their talks with their teas... When we weren't busy to meet our loved ones, When people knew who lived next door, And dishes travelled every neighbor's home, Memories eroded to the shore, Unlike loam, Sands forget everything, slip away, The waves that once swelled in the sea, Disappear on their destined way, All that we're left with, Is nostalgia in play!

    I'm someone who's deeply moved by emotions that are conveyed through words in the form of musical notes. The deepest regions of my heart uncover themselves to music without hesitation. According to me, music in itself is a form of meditation. Just like, you've got the whole of a music platform to choose from and you can pick up exactly what you want to according to your mood. And there you make your playlists-a perfect mix of all songs, your go to!     Imagine coming home after a long day, tired, and unwinding with a soothing ghazal (if in your 30s) or a slow pop song (if my age or older)—it’s blissful! Heartbroken? Arijit Singh or Anuv Jain validate your emotions. If missing someone, “Photograph” by Ed Sheeran hits just right. Questioning life? “Shallow” by Lady Gaga offers reflection. In a happy mood? Play “Senorita” by Shawn and Camila. To play an old number, “Take My Breath Away” never disappoints. At a party and eager to dance? Bollywood classics...

Do whatever it takes to remember when I'll arrive. Mark the date, jot me down – just ensure I'm in your mind, But I’ll never return at the same hour again! Next month, I'll visit, bringing more of my pain. I come as I wish, without care or a plan, To disrupt your comfort whenever I can. Regardless of your exams or trips, I'll knock at your door, making you crave for salty chips. Each minute I’m here, you'll feel the sting, An ache so deep that only I can bring. When my wrath ignites, you'll stare death in the face, As cramps crush you, leaving no grace. Needles will prick you, every second a test, Making you long for just a moment of rest. That white dress you wore so carefree and bright, Will feel out of place as I draw near, taking your light. Still, so gracefully, you bear me with poise, Serving your family, fulfilling your roles. At the office or home, with a smile so warm, You endure my agony as if it's the norm. But make no mistake, one error I seize, ...

It just takes one soul, To change the way you think... A person who wouldn't let you fall,  Whose bond with you wouldn't shrink. Such a gem is rare to find, One of its own kind! With whom you never intended to be close, But it's just true friendship, like clear river flows. Being besties, Sharing your pleasure and sorrows, I never believed in a friendship so true, That friend who proved me wrong, all I say, thank you!