He Was The New Recruit In Yamloka . He Was The New Chitragupta. He Work For Dharmaraj or Yama Or The God Of Death. According To Indian Mythology, Chitragupta Is The accountant Of God Of Death Who Calculate The Sins and Good Deeds Of a Person after Death. A Person Is Rewarded With Hell Or … Continue reading God Is Always Right
What is Love ? Love is Just a contaminated form of Lust Or Scientifically Libido. It's a River Flowing Inside Your Consciousness Which Is Extremely Potent. When It Remains Within It's Boundaries It Can Give Birth To Whole Civilizations and Help Them In Flourishing But When It Ditches It's Boundaries Then It Can Destroy Everything … Continue reading From India With Love
Last Night I Had a Dream. A Dream Which Killed My Spiritual Sentiments . It Was So Much Offensive That Without Any Horrible Images It Was Horrific. It Terrified Me After Waking Up. It Wasn't a Dream. It's a Nightmare Of The Awaken. It Shaked My Very Idea Of Being. So I Saw In The … Continue reading The Nightmare Of God
It Was Around 3000 BC. Streets Of Dwarka Were Slowly Filling With Water. It Was Slowly Submerging In to The Sea. Vasudeva Was Dead But There Was No One To Do His Last Rites. Balram Wasn't There and Krishna Was In Tapovan Hundreds Of Kilometres away. No Smartphones Were There at that time. Arjuna Performed … Continue reading The Death Of Krishna
He Was Forty Eight. His Hair were Turning White With every Passing Day. Wrinkles are Now Easily Visible On His Face. His Hands Were Trembling for Last Few Months. He Was a diabetic. He Lived In Middle Class Residential area & Was a Government employee Or a Clerk In The Electric Department Of The City … Continue reading That Sinful Night
It Was Late Eighties. A totally different Era. A Totally different World. A Globalising World With So Much To Explore. A Place Filled With Beautiful People. The World of Letters & STD Booths. I Had Given My IAS PRE Exams & Waiting For Interview Call. Almost Six Out Of Every Ten Young Lads Of The … Continue reading Cigarettes, Burqha and a Love Story
She Was Beautiful Infact Extremely Beautiful. Her Eyes Were So Alive That She Can Heal Your Wounded Soul By Just Looking at You. I Love The Way She Talked. I Saw My Life In Her Body. She Was Not a Person Anymore But Embodiment of Life For Me. One Fine Evening I Saw Her Getting … Continue reading That’s How I Killed Myself
He Was Just Five. He Was Cute. He Was Playful & Naughty Off Course. He Was Living With Maternal Grandpa & His Family In A Small Village Of Jammu In India. His Parents Were Not There,They Were In The National Capital. There Was a Marriage Function Of His Maternal Uncle's Son or To Be Precise … Continue reading A Boy In The Tragic Secular State
He Was Very New & Cute. He Had Already Learnt To Fly Yesterday. It Was His First Flight. But Still His Feathers are Not Fully Developed Yet. His Mother Knows That. That's Why She Was Gone To Fetch Food for him. He Was alone Jumping Here & There In The Nest. His Nest Was In … Continue reading The Pigeon Who Swallowed A Chewing Gum
I Saw Her First Time at Funeral of Her Husband. I Was Just Seventeen Then & She Was The Most Adorable Woman In Our Locality.Unfortunately Her Husband Was An Army Officer & Later A Martyr. At That Time She Was In Her Early Thirties.Her Eyes Were Gloomy & Lips were Like Flowers. But The Most … Continue reading When I Met Her I Was Just Seventeen!
How Many Of You Have Heard The International Hit Song of Ed Sheeran ' Shape Of You' . Its The Most Truthful Song of Humanity .It Marks The End Of an Older Phase of Human History & Beginning of a New Kind Of Human Civilization. I Mean Like Really. How a Song Can Be Judged … Continue reading The Anti Hero
Last Week on Friday I was Returning To Home By Metro and Usual I Was Happy Because Next Day Was The Weekend , Yeah, The Saturday,The Day of Relief, From all Worldly Affairs,Shitty Jobs, Money Buisness, Funny Engagements, Creepy Events and Off course Brutal TV Serials.But Inside Me There Were Questions and Because I Think … Continue reading The Doors Will Open On The Right..
The Eternal Conflict Was Going On Within Me.The Questions Wandering In The Mind Of Arjuna,The Questions in The Mind Of Siddhartha,are The Same Questions Which Were Wandering In My Mind Too,May Be It Also Travelled Sometimes In The Streets of Your Mind Too.The Questions Related To The Best Way Of Existing. I Was A Good … Continue reading From a Hero To a Villain
Life is all about metaphors,infact life is a metaphor itself, it's a metaphor of Metaphysics, Confusion of the Self and the meaning of it's being.Life is like the Morning Dream, The most illogical Sequence, unwanted , Unknown, Undesirable, Unacceptable and Unaccounted emotional Scenes Which literally have no Meaning in themselves,But when You go Deeper They … Continue reading Keep Smoking…
I was traveling from somewhere to home,off course by train,With all common frustrations that a Young Man Can have,Like Argument with parents, Dissatisfaction with Job,Low Income,Fat belly,And No Philosophy and Goal in life, Everything in one brain. Finally My Journey begins.At a small Station Somebody touched Me, Shakes My Shoulders because I was Sleeping . … Continue reading That Girl in Pink Shoes