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December 28, 2025

When the mind is unsteady, Unexpected changes trick the brain- It wasn't ready! Anxiety sets in, crippling all effort down the drain. Hands trembling from fear, A web of unreal worries woven in mind, In those times, remember that God's near. For all problems whose solutions you can't find, Lay down and breathe deep. Tingling impulses throbbing through your skin, Cry your heart out today, let your eyes weep, And at the end, take it on the chin! Vanquish this devil wrapped in malice, Overcome the wrath of anxiety, Emerge like a phoenix from burning ashes, And defeat all false propriety.

The Woman Who Made Me-The Quiet Strength of My Mother!

November 21, 2025

From the morning milk to my late-night tea cups, my mom was the one who would stand by my side throughout the rushing hours. Mothers always hold a special place in each of our hearts; a child's mother is his/her role model from the very early years of his/her childhood. However, today an instant urge struck the very bottom of my core: the urge to appreciate the most beautiful woman present in my life, for I feel she has never gotten enough credit for the amount of effort she's taken to be the foundation of our cultured family. If a woman's nurturing curves could portray themselves in their best version of dignity paired with care, love, and simplicity, it would be my mother. From being the one to provide us with whatever we need, be it finding our missing notebooks or surprising us with new snacks as soon as we return from school just to see the spark of excitement in our eyes, she has been remarkable as a mother. She has always been so emotionally attached to me that if I...

Whispers of November

October 21, 2025

A whirl of tranquility, And delight wrapped in one... That's my favorite crysanthemum! Moon couldn't alone spread love, Each petal, thus, God created in heavens above! White petals encircled around the golden sun... Stillness shaped like a flower, Crysanthemums defy frost in the cold hour. The last color before winter's hush, Crysanthemums in pinks and whites m ake the skies blush! Whispers of gold before gray. Lovers exchange them as token of love, more than words could ever say! They bloom when other flowers die, Strength speaks in firm stems, They're unique, when all others fade, they shine like gems. Autumn's call, Their season is fall! I love to have a collection of crysanthemums in my room, So one look of them can make me smile even in gloom, Collect them one by one! Color by color, I'll gather them, like rays twinkling from sun, They sparkle, shine, and light my den. Circular blooms, arranged with grace, Gold centres glowing, a radiant face! It's like...

नानी का घर ❤️

July 23, 2025

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, ...

When Time Stood Still

February 18, 2025

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...

Struck by Yesterday

January 04, 2025

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!