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This is a physical lockdown, not a mental one. I hope my poem conveys this to you more powerfully.


 The lock-down is the key
To unlock our mental capacity
It is of physical nature 
That can bring us virtually closer

It's time to hustle
To build the mental muscle
It helps us remember
Our creative splendour

 Let's focus on the cans
To surpass all the bans
Lost in the sea before
Let's come ashore

Shooting Stars


We have begun.

More sights are to be seen.

More experiments are to be conducted.

More awards are to be won.

More dreams are to be realized.

There is always more.

Things are about to get crazy.

Things are about to change.

We are about to make history.

Dawn is coming. Open your eyes.

Stars are falling. All for us.

Now read from bottom to top.


The BFF Wedding Song 08.12.2018

Years don’t build friendships,
experiences do.
Travel doesn’t either,
Different beds do!

From the box-room bed,
to the sea-facing one.
From the Tarkarli-beach bed,
to Bangalore’s White Collar one.

From the typical bedroom’s bed,
to the hospital one.
From Milan’s grand bed,
to many more to come.

These beds have brought us ahead.
And now you will be a newly-wed,
when every day will bring
a new issue to head.

But it can never break
our friendship’s thread.
It can never break
our friendship’s thread.



You & I
define love at first sight.
But as we got older,
our each conversation
turned into a fight.
However be our mindset,
we managed to convert
our every but into yet.
Do words do justice
to that love & that care?
Of course, they don’t.
‘Tis that rare.
Although you did your best,
you’ll have to live
in an empty nest.
Not eternal, not fair
such is the life that we bear.

Happy Birthday



My magical words make a living
but you, my darling,
have left me mumbling.

In this super-fast life,
let’s stay side-by-side
and ride.

Endlessly we may roam
and yet,
we always come home.

When we discuss countless guys,
time flies.
But loyalty never dies.

How-much-ever sour
our relationship might go,
we will still grow.

Let’s soar the sky
without being judgemental,
or asking why.

I hope we remain best pals,

till we’re lil old ladies!




More than a decade, and yet,
always there. 
Millions of highs and lows, and yet,
always there. 

My stability is her,
my strength is her,
my 'significant other' is her, 
my star is her. 

As she unites with her 'happily ever after',
I cannot be happier. 
And I know December '18 cannot be merrier,
'cause of their infectious laughter.

The happy tears in my eyes
want to see her soar the infinite skies. 
In every tomorrow's surprise,
rise, my love, rise.

Guest author Poem

I Am Not Well

There is no good morning,

There is no hello.

There’s no smile,

There’s nothing good.

For, I’m not well.


I’m not well because,

I’m not ‘feeling’ well.

This feeling in sleep I forget,

This feeling in entertainment I sidestep,

Fact is, I’m not well.


No thought, no attitude, no philosophy

Lessens my misery.

My world is washroom,

Kitchen and bedroom.

Because, I am not well.


To smile is painful,

To talk is difficult.

To work is punishment,

To die is bliss.

Friend, I’m not well.

– Guest

Guest author Poem

Return Never

I got up quietly.
I thought she will pull my hand,
Make me sit instantly.
Ahead, I moved.
Waiting for her hand on my shoulder .
To stop me as she could.
I walked,
Hoping to hear “Don’t leave.”
And my path blocked.
No tear, no uproar, no shiver
None to implore.
I walked away to return never.
– Guest
Guest author Poem

Why cry?

In the darkness of the theater,
Should I hold back my tears?
Route them through nostrils
And choke the sobs others hear?
In the darkness of the theater,
Gush out my tears
Coming from tales of pains,
Hidden in the past I couldn’t bear?
– Guest