A Crush

We often imagine perfect scenario. Let it be life or love. And anyone in his/her sublime adulthood is more influenced by the latter one. As a human its natural to feel inclination towards someone and hope to get reciprocated. Its something too natural to go through this phase at least once in our life. 
*BANG!!* A sudden loud thud on the door, brought me back from my fantasy to reality, sitting between sixty other students.
"May I come in?" A lean, moderately muscular boy came in, without waiting for any approval. Around 5'7, black messy hair, charcoal black eyes and a careless attitude. He simply went off to sit on a vacant seat in the third row and second column. All eyes followed him to his seat and then refocused on lecturer, except mine. 
It was Monday morning, a new session after the winter break and I was least interested in the middle aged guy teaching me something that I never wanted to study. As the lectured progressed, my attention refocused on that latest entrant …

Just another story

As I sat in an empty dark depressing bar alone, I ordered another drink..  *Bartender- Sorry nothing is left, you finished all the whisky*  *Me- THEN GET ME SOME RUM!*  as my shout echoed through the bar like a roar, shouting without lifting my head from being slumped over the table. I hid my face away in my own shadow, as I drank my sorrow in a gulp. The bartender slid the glass over to me. I grabbed it and gazed at it in a way like it now holds everything for me. I took a second to breathe the heaviness in the air before I knocked down that last glass. 
*The day he died.. I'll never forget what happened. It made a scar so deep in my mind like I have been branded.*
*If only.. IF ONLY I WAS STRONGER!! Stronger enough to get over this* Slamming the empty glass in my right hand on the table with a loud thud and shattering the glass into infinite pieces that made it a whole. Tears ran down my face, falling into the open cuts on my blood soaked hand. I stood up there kicking the seat…

वक़्त : A Dedication to college memories and friends!

वक़्त ना ठहरा, ना रुका ना सुना  बस चलता गया चलता गया  मैं इस जीवन का मुसाफ़िर  वक़्त के संग ढलता गया ढलता गया।  
बसंत बीते कई  पर ये चार ना बीत पाएंगे,  जब भी मुड़ देखूँगा इन्हे  बीते लम्हो की याद दिलाएंगे। 

वो जूनून, वो जोश, वो तमन्ना, वो उमंग  लेकर जिन्हे हम सब, चले थे एक दूजे के संग शायद संग तब ना थे, पर है संग अब  आज के बिछड़े हम, न जाने अब मिलेंगे कब।  
आज, मेरी अधूरी आशाओं और बिछड़ने के दर्द को  वो, अनसुना कर गया..   वक़्त ना ठहरा, ना रुका ना सुना  बस चलता गया चलता गया  मैं इस जीवन का मुसाफ़िर  वक़्त के संग ढलता गया ढलता गया।।
गम है बहुत और हम है लाचार  जिनके साथ बीते थे वो याराना पल   उनके बिना अब सब कुछ लगेगा भार  अब तो बस, है उन यादों का सहारा  जो इन 'चार सालों' में मिला  अब ना मिलेगा दोबारा। 
कामना है मेरी, केवल मेरे मन से  कि तू देना मेरा साथ,  हमेशा याद रहे वो सब  जो याद है आज,  कम से कम तू ना छोड़ जाना  जैसे हर कोई, मुझे छोड़ गया..  वक़्त ना ठहरा, ना रुका ना सुना  बस चलता गया चलता गया  मैं इस जीवन का मुसाफ़िर  वक़्त के संग ढलता गया ढलता गया।।

Thanks to everybody for being a par…

As we sleep

With the embark of dawn, life all over, discharges to take rest after the tiresome day. Unlike all other forms of life, we homo-sapiens don't settle so easily. With the darkness gaining strength, our mind starts to wander back and forth, as we become more of an observer of our lives. Resigning from what we are today, we try to settle down at some point in the past, a place somewhere back in our mind still properly preserved as it was years back. We count every thing, still there is a degree of incompleteness even after compiling every single bit of memory. This often leave us shattered and we fail to accept certain aspects about past, people and relations.

Acceptance is the sole way to live. Things happen.
Life evolves and we move on. Nobody is going to stop for anyone. No matter how closely related a person is to any relation or a situation. Its something we need to embrace. People often desire to be remembered and to be missed; but what they fail to realize is that nothing is c…

Why FREELANCING is important for students?

True are words of George Bernard Shaw, "Happy is the man who earns his living by his hobby", as he said in his book, 'The Pygmalion'. Ultimately pursuing something that makes a man happier is the best thing that could be done by him to himself.
Today's modern generation is full of potential to be discovered. They are striving hard for the accomplishment of their dreams and trying to convert those dreams into reality. They have the calibre and the enthusiasm, but are unable to do so. Ultimately money acts as a barrier between them and their passion. At the end of the day, they will be needed to earn money to sustain their family and follow a job that fulfils this need, doesn't matter it interests him or not.
Hefty college schedule bounds students from doing a regular job and earn a little money. But this doesn't solve their problem and in fact it motivates them to explore their self all over again. It forces them to find other means to take a step towards ac…

A Forever Goodbye

As contrary to the popular belief, all unsaid goodbyes aren't heart wrenching. Some are quite thoughtful to kick-start a huge emotional turmoil deep inside you and spark a conversation with your inner being about unscathed feelings of anyone's exit from your encircle.
A husky breath gushed out of her mouth, and not a word when she was trying to say something to her husband , before laying lifeless on white cotton bed sheet in the Government hospital, after being hit by a fleeting bike, being rode by a teenager.
It was a bright Monday morning. The couple was on the way to their offices; unaware of what is going to strike them off their usual daily routine. She had decided to tell her husband that she was expecting a baby on their first marriage anniversary; a fortnight later and surprise him. But nobody can go against the will of time. She was imagining his vivid reaction on hearing this news when suddenly from nowhere a speeding bike hit their vehicle tossing her far away on the…

Tempting Sentiments

In this odyssey of life we do often run into various feathers of people. With the passage of time mostly whom we meet, they retreat and fade away. But we give few specific ones especial place in our lives but not everyone of them turns out to be somebody who make us a better person but actually are just opposite.
We, being much in control of our sentiments often love others so much that we even forget that we love ourselves too. There's often a time, when life hits hard upon you; knock you down and a person lifts you out of that and loves you in a way that you think no other person can do: In return you provide him/her the liberty to receive your care and love forever.
But what if that person only invades your freedom, shatters your expectations and robs you out of your happiness?

We unknowingly let that other person to take control over our lives. We become so dependent that it appears we might not survive without them. We allow them to row our boat of life, without realizing th…