De-learning What I shouldnt Have Learnt. Tuesday, February 26, 2013.

Saturday, March 29, 2014. This piece was written for the 2014 edition of DHANVANTARI,the annual magazine of AFMC,Pune. X- - - - - - - - - - x- - - - - - - - - -x- - - - - - - - - - -x- - - - - - - -. Walking down the road to the Masjid gate,I was beaming and so were my parents.

Welcome back, december! You have been waited for. All fingers are being crossed. Fresh dreams are being dreamt. Old ones are being re-moulded. Or a few have been discarded. All over my fat face! Clarity of both vision. Will be oh so glad. If the joy and peace. Heaps of love and warm hugs,.

Thursday, August 6, 2015. One day you will know. All those times when I was away from you. I constantly remembered your innocent smile, head tilted to one side, the one that melts my heart and makes me weak in the knees. I constantly thought about your face lit with joy as you would come running to me every time I opened the door, the way it washed away the exhaustion of the day like it never existed. I kept wondering whether you missed me and whether it was as difficult.

Writing Hindi poem after nearly two decades. Could not use Hindi fonts, dont have it. Ganga, itnee lachaar, itnee grast kyun ho? Ye roop tumhare, haridwar ke jananee,.

I was strolling on the road when I saw it coming, I could escape the collision but I let it go, It shattered me to pieces but I saved the very thing, they call me insane. Wednesday, February 20, 2013. And you said it so easily. How could you Kundera? Is it so light? Posted by mohit mittal. Saturday, February 16, 2013.

SAKET MEANS THE BLACK ROSE OF HEAVEN . Wednesday, July 30, 2014.

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