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[N.B. It was written when I was in school :-P] You were my golden flower And I the thirsty bee. I was, in every hour struggling to find thee. I was in sorrow, residing in pain but I knew tomorrow I'd be revived by your rain. But seldom did I know that the battle hard fought was never to be won, I was destined to mourn. Alas, the truth was unveiled, the secret revealed, that you were never mine nor could I ever be thine. Into pieces, was I shattered, each part was in pain. My longing was battered, half-dead I remain. Consoling my broken heart that one day will favor fate, but still knows my each part that you are not worth the wait.

Rubbing my eyes, I woke up today with a laugh, for a change; laughing at my own stupidity of falling asleep with the lights and the music player of my cell-phone on. The song “set the fire” was still playing on my mobile. It didn’t run out of battery these eight hours, strange that. The first thing I did after regaining senses was to check my pillow for wetness, just like the previous morning and the day before. No, it wasn’t wet with my tears this time. May be I didn’t cry as much as I thought I did. My familiar room looked like it always did: clothes dumped on the table, a few books on the bed, wires of the laptop and mobile chargers intertwined lying on the fall. But something was different today. It all looked a bit too perfect; as if someone deliberately kept them the way they are, emulating carelessness carefully. I shove the weird thought off my mind and headed for the bathroom attached to my room. Appalled I was when I opened the door: there was no bathroo...

The lust for bloodshed, Cries and wails. Broken domes, Victory and fame, Orphaned children, Widowed women, Corpses and crippled soldiers, Defeat and shame. Athena helped connive While Ares watched lain As Keres bore on her rummage for the slain. Dragons flew over Breathing out the hot fire Horses ran in menace While the ruthless warriors Kept slaying sans penance. A realm is now demolished Another expanded A king’s head is chopped off another smiles with triumph With pride he looks At the lives lost While he prepares For his kingdom Of unwilling acolytes Frigid women dismayed orphans and an empty throne..  Read more at Taj Mahal Review Dec. 2012 Issue

If only tears could heal... Poem to be published in Minds at Work 2 by FirstStep Publishing

She said she was a queen … of luck and fortune. Sitting on a street of Guwahati she laughed hysterically at her ill luck and misfortune. She said she was a queen … of wealth and all the riches. And she laughed at her tattered clothes and the bowl in front of her with a few coins in it. It was a fine October noon and we were on our mission of distributing clothes to the needy. After providing clothes and talking to seven or eight people living on the footpaths of Guwahati we finally met this mysterious woman sitting on the pavement near a Hanuman temple. Unlike the others she wasn’t crying, nor was she grateful when we gave her a saree. All she did was laugh at the world that passed by and pretended to ignore her. And when we were about to leave considering her to be someone who would not talk at all, she made us stay spell-bound with her  words. She told us how she was born in a well-to-do family but was made to beg on the streets, not by her parents, n...

"There's always something about the firsts".. One of my poems got published in an International Anthology edited by Jean LeBlanc and christened "A World Rediscovered".. My first Anthology :) Now available at the stores of Flipkart and Amazon too at . Published by Cyberwit and Edited by Jean LeBlanc Click here to get a copy Click here to read the reviews My review - A lovely compilation of great works, it is. Poets of all over the world have contributed their best works to the anthology and created a new world for the reader, rediscovered in true sense. You can just sit in a corner and read the book for the whole day feeling the emotions of each poet in each poem, entirely unrelated yet not detaching from one another. A must buy for the poetry lovers.

I was just going through my mails like every other day, reading the comments that my lovely readers  write on my posts. I was surprised to find out that one of the mails didn't contain the usual comments but my first award as a blogger. All smiles, elation and gladness. :) --- Rules 1. Thank the Person for nominating you for the award and provide a link back. 2. State 7 random facts about yourself. 3. Answer the questions asked by the tagger(s). 4. Generate 10 random questions for the bloggers you nominated. 5. Pass on the award to inform them. Anil Kumar Yerrapragada passed on the award to me and a ton of thanks  is what I give him  in return for making me smile today. He is an awesome  blogger and a keen reader and he made my day with the following words- "Congratulations :) You've been awarded - The Versatile Blogger Award!!" :)) He authors the blog - Zindagi ke safar me --- 7 facts about myself?? Should be fun to write but will fill it...