Below are two stages of love. One when you are looking for love and one when you are waiting for your love.
They say age is just a number. So have fun and enjoy no matter what your age is because….
you only LIVE the moment.
During Vrindavan days Radha and Gopis have waited to hear a word from their beloved Kanhiya.
Even today they continue to wait for him…
I didn’t know it would turn up like this on this day. Today is Border Security Force (BSF) raising day. I am a BSF child. Even my book Grow Up Messy! is the story of a BSF child- growing up with daddy not around. It is something very common in the families of the uniform men in all the spheres. They are missed on many occasions by the family. But sometimes they are just gone forever without even sharing their last message. Leaving behind so many things unsaid.
This poem is dedicated to all the women whose men could not make homewards.
The years gone by never comes back but the memories and passion never fade away. Why let you passion die when you still have time? Take some time out and think. Was this really you always wanted to do or your heart sings a different tune?
Go follow your passion for the time is running out.
When you meet your ex and the flame of desire still burns in your heart ….
There was a time when I use to do micro poetry. But over the years many things have changed. Tomorrow is Bengali New Year’s Day and on the occasion a small event is being conducted by our community. Each one of us have been asked to say few words from their old diary. This is mine which is dated 20.3.1998 in the page of my diary.
I have never before typed in Hindi. I am pretty familiar with the language but with pen and paper. This is my first attempt on computer so pardon me because I don’t know how to type the words.