My friend…

This i’ve written for a very dear friend. It’s a very simple, small poem but i mean every word of it… My friend… I don’t know what connects me to you But the bond is definitely very strong Something that I don’t understand sometimes But I know...

Main ek azad chidiya hoon…

Main ek azad chidiya hoon Mujhe aasmaan mein udna achha lagta hai Pedon ki daliyon par bethna achha lagta Zameen par chugna achha lagta hai Main sari duniya ko dekh sakti hoon Main kissi ko koi nuksan nahin pahunchati Main kissi ki zindagi mein rukavat nahin dalti...

Morning walk…

every morning as i make my way towards the local park, it’s a sight to see kids going to the schools. some are happy, some sleepy & most being pushed by their parents. but it’s surprising to see that those who are happy are mainly the younger ones....

My blog…

I had started my blog few months ago. Had registered but never started posting or personalizing it then. Last week PM (a colleague) opened his blog. It reminded of my poor one that had not seen a single post. I started remembering the name & password that...

My first poem…

This was written on January 8, 1996. At that age friends mean the world. I dedicated this poem to all my good friends & made most of them read it. It’s titled – ‘People like you…’ People like you are so special, that though they live...