Some old photographsMemories,smiles anda few tears Few years laterI dream of a lifeA courageous onedoomed to remain only a dream The ever increasingdistance reminds meof the past.A glorious pastfull oflaughtertraveland joy My imaginationmakes me wonderof all thatcould have happenedif things were fine I'd make youteain the morning andin the noon andat night It was simple… Continue reading Memories
The old diary
You and I had dreams. We had really big dreams and honestly I couldn't afford to dream much and now I finally realize I was wrong. Life had been difficult and it had been cruel. Anyway, I am not going to talk about my life today but about the notebook I found and what was… Continue reading The old diary
When the shitstorm passes over?
I left a month ago and by this time I was in a different place, breathing different air and completely unaware of what was to come in the next month. How things would escalate and this freedom I had would go away. I have not counted the number of days it has been since the… Continue reading When the shitstorm passes over?
I remember being this lean guy (really lean) who is standing in front of a projector at this hotel's ballroom. I am presenting something my team worked on. Frameless glasses and I have a serious look on my face. I look determined and very serious. Why am I suddenly telling you about it? Well, today… Continue reading Looking back
The door creaksAnd it takes me to a different timeI remember a tapThat always leaksA big patch on the wallThat sometimes dripsA door that won't closeUntil pushed hard. A small plantAnd a few mushroomsFind their way on the old exposed wallThe paint is nearly goneBlack and greenish mold finally eats up the wall Door creaks… Continue reading Creaking Door
Guzra hua ek din
Main school mai tha us samay, bachpan se hi mujhe din mai kuch waqt akele baithna pasand tha aur aksar dophar mai class ke baad mai akele baitha karta tha. Hostel ke un dino main, ghar ki kaafi yaad aati thi, jaise dophar ko kabhi sogaya toh ghar ki yaad mai baaki din beet jaya… Continue reading Guzra hua ek din
Through the lanes
He put his head down A little tired But its still early And there is lot to do But on closing his eyes He travels to a time And experiences A memory from the past The days when He dreamt and believed And laughed and lived Suddenly he opens his eyes And stare at the… Continue reading Through the lanes
Picked my gadget
For Daily Prompt Your local electronics store has just started selling time machines, anywhere doors, and invisibility helmets. You can only afford one. Which of these do you buy, and why? __________________________________________________ This has to be one of my favorite prompts ever. Now I have talked a lot about past and time machines, so I… Continue reading Picked my gadget
Radio – Photo Post
Well, I today got a recommendation of writing stories along with my photographs and I have done it in the past but I will try to do it again. Miss Book Thief is the one who suggested this to me today. Stories from next time. This photograph is kind of special to me due to a simple reason… Continue reading Radio – Photo Post