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गणित आया तो उधार करके आएंगे Trigonometry का कुछ सुधार करके आएंगे समझ के बाहर है गुणा-भाग हम तो हर सवाल में कुछ जोड़ के आएंगे हिंदी में वाक्यों का वाक्या है कहानियां भी देखें तो बेजोड़ हैं सूर्यकांत त्रिपाठी तो निराला था पर हमें तो पसंद कॉमिक्स-वाला था वर्गमाला बहुत है लंबी मात्राओं में... Continue Reading →
आजकल अलग ही राह पर चल रहा हूँवजह नहीं कोई, अनायास ही चल रहा हूंज़िंदगी और मौत में फ़र्क नहीं कोईसच पूछो तो, एक जिंदा लाश चल रहा हूँ चारों तरफ मौत का सन्नाटा हैछाया है घनघोर अँधेरामौत बरस रही है बादलों सेइन खाली शहरों में बेकल अवाक घूम रहा हूँ दूरदर्शी जब दूर तक... Continue Reading →
मैंने अपनी माँ के चरणों में भगवान को देखा है अपने सपनों को उसकी आँखों में खिलते सदाबहार देखा है माँ के हाथों में अपने भविष्य का आकार देखा है जागते हुए हर सपने को साकार देखा है हवन की अग्नि में और अजान की ध्वनि में गुरबाणी की शकल में और बुद्ध की अक्ल... Continue Reading →
It is said that stories are truer than the truth for they are manifestations of the dreams that even reality can't dare to fathom. The tales of a God lost in the wilderness finding his beloved, an illiterate girl growing up to be the goddess of knowledge, or a dacoit transforming himself into a sage.... Continue Reading →
A Conversation with My Ex-Girlfriend's New Boyfriend
The sound of crackers and festive cheers following them filled my ears as I got out of my room. My eyes which had become accustomed to the dark for the past three days were dazzled by lights all over me. All around me people were drowning in the merriment of one of the most famous... Continue Reading →
This past summer I was in Delhi, sitting on the steps of the Metro. Not just any Metro but the Noida Sector 18 Metro Station. Situated in the center of the city of Noida and eastwards of Delhi, the capital of India, it enjoys much more attention that it gives out. Nothing special about it... Continue Reading →
Walking down the memory lane, I recall the day we fought, Never in my dreams I thought, it will come to this bane. All around me spread a Sylvan aura, my feet swollen from a journey led in vain. I lost my love, I lost my care, The morning you weren’t there. Trembled as I... Continue Reading →
Based on a True Story Here we go again. Everything was going smooth. We had Chemistry, Biology, Physics. You name it, we had it. Roaming around in a scooty, with you driving and my hands on your waist, I could imagine us walking down the aisle. Or walking hand in hand around the fire.... Continue Reading →
The waiting was getting the better of her now. Only one thought ruled her tired mind He would be waiting for me. Of all days the flight had to get delayed that day. While she was sitting in the waiting lobby of Delhi airport, a man was looking with forlorn at every passer-by at Mumbai... Continue Reading →
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