My tiny sister- Sanvi.

The sight of Sanvi, 

fills me with joy and content.

Her tiny fingers and palms,

that holds my thumb

in her own gentle ways,

and her gorgeous smile

could just make up for the 

most melancholy day,

And the way she digs her head 

when i pick her up in my arms,

and tickles on my shoulder,

and refuses to go.

she moulds herself accordingly

when I embrace her in my arms,

she feels happy and cozy, 

she plays with her thumb,

and twists her neck,

she cries in real for sometime,

and sometimes, she cries to cry.

She smirks, she chides,

for those who can understand her.

P.S.- Sanvi is my cousin sister who is 21 years younger  to me. Her fourth monthly birthday just went away two days back. She lights up my days when I meet her.


Babies are the purest form of human beings. They are not pretentious. They have the liberty to say whatever they like. 

An ode to the times lost.

You were so precious to me, more than anything else.

I don't know why did you go?

I told you all the tit-bits of my life, And now.. we behave like any other acquaintance.

Something must be wrong at your end, and something at my end, I'm sure..

You were so close to me,

You were..

my guide,

my friend,

my relative,

my savior,

my solution,

my secret- bearer.

My life depended on you.

I needed you to take a step ahead.

When I came here, to this alien land,

I was relieved to know, that you were here.

But I don't know,

And I can't understand how things changed.

And why things changed?

I trusted you with my heart.

You were dearest to me, if not to anyone else,

Didn't you ever feel, you were important to me?

Didn't you ever miss me?

Why did you chose to leave me?

Wasn't I worth of you?

Did I do you any harm?

Why? WHY? I OFTEN ASK MYSELF,

And knowing it, that times can never be same,

Because we have departed, once! 

You were like a mirror to me,

I could see my real self into you,

and now, that we have scattered,each broken part can never be stuck together.

I miss you,

and the times we have lost behind.

I accuse myself.

And I still love you,

without letting you know.

P.S- Its an ode to all the special life people in my life, with whom I grew up, but are not together , or aren't that close in my today.

An ode to my college

I knew, I was late,

I rushed in through the gate,

The watchman passed a grin,

asked for my identity to let me in.

My half preoccupied in the contemplation of an excuse,

and the other, in praying my own personal muse.

While I plaited my hair, and creased my shirt,

My eyes fell upon the surrounding free of dirt.

It was unusual that I stopped,

To caress the splendid lush greens,

the bright flowers that were cropped,

under the sky calm and clean.

My heart thralled in joy,

to acknowledge the beauty unseen,

There, I sat down on the bench to enjoy,

without realizing the minutes nineteen.

My sight fell upon the bunch of girls,

vociferating a birthday song,

and clicked the smiles and their curls,

forgetting all about the rights and the wrongs.

My throat choked by the tearing pain,

When I realized the time that can never come again,

to leave this place forever,

that I revered with intense fervor.

The boundless support of teachers,

Astounding memories with friends,

Incredible unity among class-fellows,

And the scenic beauty in the vicinity,

is the most unforgettable part

in the course of my three years!