We're a lot alike, My father and I. It's his first time on this earth. It's mine too. Every morning, we splash our face with water and...

Hello, how may we help you? I think my body’s broken. Please fix it. What exactly would you like to be fixed? There’s a lot to mend in...

All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players. I am no exception Although I do not understand my role very much. I...

In ancient tales of Greece, they say Humans had four arms, four legs and two faces. We were so happy that the Gods, Fearing our...

There's something about doing the dishes that makes you think about things you'd rather not think about. Deadlines, failures and broken...

Sometimes, when I am left alone with my loneliness I wonder what my face betrays. Is it pained From the sorrow that has rained? Or is it...

Kabhi kabhi mere dil mein khayal aata hai Ki mai ek kavita hu... Kabhi main dhaara ki tarah behti chalti hu To kabhi shuru hote hi khatm...

At first glance, my shoulders are nothing out of the ordinary. They threaten to crumble under the same weight of responsibility and...

All the poets write about love. They either talk of its wonderful presence. Or its haunting absence. They describe the excitement of it...

Pyar, ishq, aur mohabbat mein kya farak hota hai? Jab mere khayal apne aap hi tumhari taraf chal base to wo pyar hota hai Jab meri har...

This one's special for 2 reasons: I get to tease my dad about getting old! I wrote a (sort of) proper poem in hindi for the first time....

I think I was absent the day they taught us to rhyme. And after that, like every other missed class, I never learnt it by myself. But...