ज़िद्दी यादें

We all go thorough the troughs and the crests of this journey called life. Everyone lives with memories but only a few truly live those memories. Isn’t it interesting how we create a hill of memories on the vast swathe of time?

This is a dedication to those timeless recollections.

छोटे छोटे लोग

This is a dedication from my side to the victims of a fire that raged on the ill-fated morning of 4 Jan 2019 in a nondescript town of India. The fire destroyed about 250 shanties and caused a loss of about 50 lives. May the souls of the victims rest in peace.

This poem reflects upon the crude reality that though there is massive development in countries yet the fruits of that development with just a few. We as people have moved away from the harsh realities that even their cries of distress cant reach to our ears.

करूणां की बूँदें (The droplets of compassion)