Well, Veere Di Wedding has already hit the theatres and this time, I couldn’t wait to watch this film!

The movie begins by establishing the bond between the leading ladies. Through out the movie, we get to peep into the lives of each one of them.

Without revealing the plot, all that I cam say is that the are times when our families do not support us. They think that their decisions are always right. Even they leave us amidst our chaotic issues. But fortunately, we never deal with the shit alone.

When our family leaves us aside, our Veeres come into the scene thereby not allowing us to deal with it alone.

Probably, for the first time, I was trapped in a cluster of thoughts after watching this film. I wasn’t sad. I wasn’t happy. I was simply thinking. Thinking…..


The stories untold

Another dream killed…another soul dead,

Another aspiration burnt…another ambition strangulated to death.

Another adamant soul won…another restrictive thought survived…another orthodox belief sustained.

Congratulations!!! You did it again! You promise to show me the world and when I ask for it, everything goes into vain.

I tried and tried harder, yet I failed… Pleaded to you a thousand times…I still failed.

Each passing day, I wake up with the thought…how many more sunrises are yet to be fought?

The more the number of rising suns, the harder the battle, the weaker I tend to be in this world full of orthodox cattle.

Only one thing is left for me to be free, away from the chaos and the lights that gleam,                                                      Give up on my dreams and the life I hold,                                                                For you shall never understand the stories my heart holds untold.


You give me wings to fly and tear them apart…

You give me hopes to build my dreams on…..and then break down the walls…

You nurture my aspirations…..and then set them on fire…..

You compel me to dream…..and then shatter it like a piece of glass…..

You show me the sky and then tie me to the cage…….

You show me the window and shut it right there……

You take me to the door and lock it from the other side……

You take me to the field and put a lasso around my neck…….

You make me believe…you make me confide…you make me dream…and finally when I am ready to soar high above…break the barriers, you pull me down and show me where I belong to…..

In the name of culture, society, tradition, care, and protection, you clip my wings…burn down my house of expectations, rip apart my soul and you do everything you possibly can to scoop this ambition out from me.

Each time you do this…each time you raise my hopes and each time you pull me down…Each time you put a balm on my wounds and then when I am ready to fight, you drag me down to the core.

Just one thing there is which you need to know,

I am not a piece of paper that you can just tear and throw,

I am a seed that even if you bury, I WILL grow,

I am a bird and one day I will just GO!


A bird I am….

A bird I am…made up of hope and ambitions,
A bird I am…made up of dreams and emotions.
A bird I am who wishes to fly,
A bird I am who wants to soar high above in the sky.
A bird I am who wishes to travel places unexplored,
A bird I am who wishes to hear stories untold.
A bird I am who dreams of meeting the unknown,
A bird I am who struggles to get out of this human zone.
A bird I am who has been given wings,
A bird I am who has been conditioned to let go of these dreamy rings,
A bird I am who feels strangulated in this cage,
A bird I am who will someday,  fly away in a rage.
A bird I am whose wings have been ripped,
A bird I am whose dreams have been clipped.
A bird I am who shall soon die chained,
A bird I am who shall count her last breath in vain.

Little more…little less

The more happy I look on the outside,
The more broken I am inside.
The merrier, the look i display,
My depressed heart within, shrieks its pain.
The more I scream my wishes,
The more unheard it goes into the universe.
The less I showcase my emotions,
The less my turmoil gets onto my nerves.
Months after months and nothing changes,
Nothing much happens but time flies by.
Promises, assurances, false hopes engulf my life,
Letting go of things is something, that has become my stride.
Complaining of depression and an urge to seek an escape route,
I have been trying for long and ultimately my own mind I pollute.
“No going out”,  is always the final verdict,
So I here I am abiding to your rule.
For you can trap my body,
But my soul is destined to go beyond the limits!!

My Superman!!

U were my day
U were my night
U were my shadow… Dancing in the pale moon light.
U were my hope
U were my guide
With you, I always knew…everything would be alright.
U were my confidence
U were my influence
U were my peace…that eventually ceased
Things were great, when we were together…
They took a toll when u found another,
Just one moment and u decided to leave,
No reasons…no goodbyes,
Let me tell you… You accomplished this task with ease!
This is just to let u know…
I abide by my words…
No matter what u do…How you behave,
Your love is something for which I will always crave,
Even if things go blue….
Just remember my SUPERMAN… I love you.




Love…A troubled Paradise

Love is a beautiful feeling. Isn’t it? Be it for your mother or your special someone…it has different shades to it. Being in love is like being in a paradise but is it a troubled paradise or not is upto us.  People say it is the best feeling one can ever have but it could be the opposite too… After every rain, the sun shines and after every day there is night. Love for someone can never be the same. It changes with time. It is never constant. You may never feel the same for a person for a long time. You may either end up loving them more with every passing day or it would gradually fade away with time.

Love has the power to make you and to break you. It can fill your world with colours of passion and happiness or it can drown you to the deepest core leaving you gloomy and hopeless. When affection towards someone fills you with a blast of positivity, hope and security you do not even expect in your wildest dreams the ray of love vanishing. Even the thought of not having them in future sends chills down your spine. Forget reality, you would not even want it as a nightmare. Isn’t it?

You must be thinking I am a girl with a broken heart who has recently gone through a terrible breakup and I am here to cry my heart out. But let me tell you…YOU ARE WRONG! Yes, I did suffer from a lost relationship but the person was not my boyfriend or my crush, he was my brother. One whom I loved a lot. He was my human diary (I guess this explains it all). We guys were very very close and then one fine day, he got married. I knew that the bond would remain untouched and his priorities would change. Somehow, I was prepared for it.

But I had little idea that things would change so fast. Earlier, we were inseparable. Talking daily was not a routine but it was a necessity. A necessity that demanded love and care. It was when he got married that equations changed. One fine day, without any explanations, he kicked me out of his life. I wasn’t prepared for this scenario. I made efforts on my part but he remained unaffected. Gradually, I accepted it. Though I used to miss him terribly, I knew, I couldn’t share it with anyone.

16th April 2017, was the last time he talked to me over phone and since then, I guess he never bothered. Let alone a phone call, I did not even receive a text message! It took time and I came out of it. I have lost all hope that things would get back to way they were. It’s 22nd July 2017 today. It has been 3 months and 4 days since I have heard his voice.

My phone rang today. It was him. I couldn’t receive it the first time but I did the second time. It took a few moments for me to digest that it was his number…it was him calling. I couldn’t feel anything. It was like as if all those emotions within me were dead…buried deep…so deep that it couldn’t be awakened. We talked for a few minutes and I knew that the bond had lost its warmth…it wasn’t like before.

When I said “bye”, he said “bye” but I could sense that expectation in his voice that I would pull his leg and things would bounce back. I knew it would not happen from my side this time. The abrupt cut off had me vulnerable. It had made me weak…but know when I think about it, I feel it has made me strong. Stronger than before.

Love has the power…It is powerful enough to make you and break you. Believe me, when it breaks you, it hits you hard…very hard and it makes you back stronger than before only if you decide to face it.