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The Good Life

There is a certain way to articulate your life.

The other day I got an extremely disturbing phone call from someone I care about deeply. And it shook me to see that person in extreme pain. But, if that phone call would’ve come, say, two months ago, I would’ve been of no help. Except for being a listener, which is also rare!

But, instead, to my surprise, I was this focused counsellor who gave that weeping person a sense of strength! And nothing makes me happier than making people smile. Listening to them. And in the end, making them relieve of the pain that is causing a sort of mental trauma.

Because I’ve been there. I have spent days locked into my room and weeping and questioning my life and the very reason of my existence. And it’s nothing new. I’ve talked of my various stages of depression and self-questioning several times on this platform. And I don’t think anybody should be ashamed of being an emotional wreck.

We are humans! We are supposed to feel things. And that too, deeply. Nothing makes me angrier than people who are too closed when it comes to their heart. Like why the hell would you guard your heart, instead of taking a chance? If we all lived our lives like that, there would have been no success stories at all! The more skeptical you are, the more you are blocking the good things coming to you.

So yeah, coming back to the phone call.

I’m obviously not gonna disclose the details, but what really hit me was how obsessively we stalk people on Instagram and Facebook and other non-popular social media platforms and in turn make our lives miserable. Like, have you ever posted about how miserable your life is on your Instagram story? Maybe once or twice. But that’s acceptable. But if we continue to do so, then my friend, first, you’ll lose your followers because no one got the time to listen to how shitty your life is and secondly, you will fall into this pit of negativity and struggle to come out of it if you don’t get your shit together.

So, why worry about who took a trip to Phuket or who just bought a new Chanel boy bag? Have you ever looked at your life with an Instagram filter? I’m telling you, it’s gorgeous! It’s so damn beautiful compared to what it was a year ago! You got a million blessings and a gazillion moments to cherish for lifetime. But because you’re blindsided with negativity and vying for MORE, you’re blocking the way for many more blessings to come your way!

And how do I end this post? By being thankful to the almighty for blessing me with this long lost friend of mine: gratitude.


H ❤️

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For What Do I Fight

When the hope dies,

The good times fly by.

When the heart aches,

When the brain is tired.

No one cares,

But I still persevere.

For what?

For what do I fight?


My words are twisted,

My intentions intertwined with lies.

That’s what they think.

But I still fight.

I fight for a better tomorrow.

At what cost?

She cries.

She cares.

I give her a reason to whine.

For what do I fight?


I’ve lost years.

Lost my precious time.

And I wonder what time do I have?

To make my dream realise?

And then I ponder.

What was my dream?

For what I  fight?

Tell me.

For what do I fight?


I used to write.

I used to empathise.

Now it’s a saga of whining.

My heart aches.

My soul is tired.

How do I explain?

Whom should I explain it to?


Most importantly,

What do I explain?

I fight.

And I fight for what?

For what do I fight?


I do know that it is my life.

That they’re connected with me for a lifetime.

I care and, hence, don’t speak.

I speak and I break their pride.

I choose to be quiet.

But inside, I fight.

And then I wonder.

For what do I fight?


Don’t even get me started on self-doubt.

Don’t ask me about the worth of my life.

I question the very existence.

My existence isn’t worthwhile.

Yet, I fight.

Like a maniac.

For what do I fight?




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The Places I’ve Seen

And the mind wanders

To far off lands

Lands that should’ve been there

But lost in my ruthless plans

A perfect world

You’re by my side

Life is a cakewalk

Blessed with every desire

Our laughter so real

They make of it as a phase

But we go on together

Living a life so good; unfazed

rainy mornings

Or the bright sunny days

We move through it all

Epitome of happy rays

Oh! The places I’ve seen

Through my wandering mind

Oh! The love I’ve developed

But alas! I’ve resigned…

Your scornful looks

Your heartbreaking words

My happy place is your heart

Should I fight for it, undeterred?


H 💖

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Say No More

Not a poem. After ages.

What is the downside of being an introvert?

If you ask me, we, the introverts, the so called less happier ones. The so called arrogant ones. The so called crazy ones. And many more negative adjectives to describe our state of mind or rather our general psyche.

But these adjectives stop making sense after a certain period of time. We start accepting ourselves as we are after a certain period of time. What hurts the most?


It is when we are hurt by the behaviour of someone and choose to isolate ourselves and not to confront the person directly. It is when we are extremely hurt but choose to keep the feelings of the other person above ours and not make them feel guilty (if they have that kind of heart) of their behaviour by not disclosing the reason of our isolation to anybody. And then get JUDGED by all for being egoist, naive and arrogant for behaving in a socially unacceptable manner.


It hurts the most.

Because we do not want to hurt anybody.

Even if it means to hurt ourselves more and more each day…

Love 💖

H ❤️

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You Were Perfect

The innocence of a child

Passion beyond wild

You were perfect

You were mine

A year passed

Then two

The fire within us fresh

You were perfect

You were mine

My belief in you

Was like a rock

As strong as our love

Then one day

You weren’t so perfect….

You weren’t mine anymore

You weren’t the truth I knew

You were someone beyond my dreams

You weren’t so perfect my dear

My heart shattered

Not because of your indifference

But because you were not the truth

Not the belief I had

You weren’t so perfect my dear

Oh! How I wish

I could open my heart to you

To show you how I look at you

As pure as a child

But, you weren’t so perfect my dear

Your lies hurt not because you lied

But because you need not to

Your every thought good or bad

I can take it as it is

You were so perfect my dear

You were my pride

My heartbeat that kept me going

I hope you to see you one day

As when I started to know you

You were so perfect my dear

So perfect.


H ❤️

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You rise,

And fall,

And still go on.


You care,

You cry,

And still  manage to love.


You are power,

You are life.

But still treated as a mice.


The  beauty within,

Is unimaginable.

But still,

Your silhouette is what they savor.


You are the creator.

And the nurturer.

But your chains,

They tell a different story.


You are blamed.

You are tamed.

You are a prisoner,

In the hands of your creation.


They cheat,

They sly,

They rip off your mind.

And still,

With every single vein,

In your body,

Burning in flames.

You rise.

Rise like a Phoenix.

With love ever-flowing.


Oh! My love.

How? How on Earth?

How do you manage?

To be so forgiving?


They burnt you alive.

Threw you on a live pyre. 

Your own blood.

It just kept quiet…


You were draped.

In silks and cotton.

In long flowing skirts.

Hoping to shut your soul,

To a world full of potential.


Break this glass of illusion.

My dear.

Break it.

Let them typecast you.

Let them keep you in a cage.


You spread your wings.

Your beautiful, white hued wings.

And break free.

To reach the skies.

Skies full of your dreams.


Be your own creation.

And not the creator, 

Of ruthless dictators.

Who betray,


And leave you in abyss.


You are the creation.

Of a world,

That belongs to you.

And not the puppeteers,

That you created.


You are,






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Sorry Neighbor.


If I may,


I have been,

A devil in disguise.


Oh what ‘Aman ki Asha’?

What peace,

If I may ask?

My fellow countrymen,

A fallacy in which they bask..


I have killed love,


and every beautiful feeling.

I know hate,


And why would I even conceal it?


Forget about a country,

Forget about a state.

The street that I live in,

There are many people I hate.


I may,

If I want to,

Wear a mask of love.

But really I’m a villain,

Benevolence, I don’t speak of!


And why,

Why on earth will I be ashamed?

And critical of myself?

Aren’t we all in this together?

How well we repel!


And teaching hatred,

To our kids.

Doesn’t sound so filthy.

“He did first, then I did”,

We find it healthy!


And isn’t this,

What’s going on?

From the past 70 years?

Blaming each other and all of the rest,

“Uh! The mistake is THEIRS!”. (always)


There are widows on both sides,

Childless parents,

And also orphans.

But who cares to budge, my dear,

We are totally okay with coffins!



We do shed a tear or two,

Whenever a soldier dies.

But the martyr can’t be yours,

‘Cause otherwise we will rejoice!


A fake motherland,

I like to worship,

With all my heart.

But only for a day or two,

Rest of the days I’m a total pervert!


Bring on,

The next 70 years now,

Shall we?

The nations we both so love,

Let’s turn ’em into a debris!




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Demonetization- The Story Of An Indian Banker

Disclaimer: BEWARE! Bhakts will find it offensive (A LOT!!)


Okay. I apologize for being so late in putting forth my views on this whole ‘demonetization saga’. But I had to get hold of all the niche details of this drama that is costing an array of problems to the aam aadmi (pun intended).


First of all, it started on 8th of November when I was happily scrolling through my Instagram feeds and it has taken a toll on me ever since. So, I’m gonna jot down some of the (many!) obvious loopholes in this so-called ‘bravest ever step taken’ by a ’56-inch chest guy’.


  1. The Black Money Loophole: Duh! Bundles of cash lying in peoples mattresses and tijoris is now a piece of sh*t. And, I’m not the one boasting of this achievement. The writers of the demonetization saga claim so. As an Indian banker, I’ve had first hand experience of most, if not all, black money holders using their servants and their wives and their kids to put their sh*t together. And I’m not even kidding, mitron. We, the bankers (slash puppets) are helpless. Also, I was very little when I heard of the phrase that goes like this- All that glitters is not GOLD. And on 8th of November, I got a solid proof. All that glitters is not GOLD, it is BLACK! Black money, white money, gold money. It’s all equal now.
  2. The Black Money Loophole-2: I mean since November the 8th I’ve heard so much of this black money ragas that I can’t just put forth the facts in one point now, do I? So, it is not a banker secret that people are hiring daily wage workers at near about 450-500 bucks per day to get their black money exchanged. Now, how many of these poor workers will the 56-inch chest get hold of? 0.1%? Okay, I’m underrating him. 0.2%. I can’t rise the stakes more than this, please.
  3. The V.V.I.P. Loophole: So, my brother is currently pursuing his grad and still got some 10,000 bucks of old notes. But, the Adanis and Ambanis and Tatas and Birlas own something the size of Lesotho (it’s a country, in case the Bhakts don’t know) and still I spot Rajus and Ramus and Sonus and Monus in the long queues. Hmm. Guess these corporate people only use Bitcoins or maybe they are the face of PayTM! Right.
  4. The Aam Aadmi Loophole: On 10th of November I entered my branch and a middle-aged man came running to me saying that his daughter is sick and he needs to get medicines for her. He even showed me the prescription in case you Bhakts cry a foul. It was early in the morning and we managed to help him. But after that we’ve heard a lot of sad tales and even the newspapers are filled with the stories of the poor and the not-so-poor that they are suffering the most in this money crisis. I read news of how elderly people die standing in long queues. Once, I tried to help an octogenarian by depositing his money from the backside and the customers started shouting. It took me a while to explain them that it isn’t my money and that the elderly man had some kind of knee problem. Only after looking at him they cooled down. But what kind of a ruthless PM sends his 90 year old mother to stand in a queue? I’m amazed that people chant his name and nobody came forward to even stand in the queue for his mother. Thank god for photo-ops 😉
  5. The 2,000 Note Loophole: I mean what a breakthrough, man! What a breakthrough! Printing a 2,000 bucks note for a nation that majorly constitutes of lower middle class people. That deserves a slow clap. Okay, so next time when I go to buy cheeni and daal and some chai-patti, I should give a 2,000 rupee note for some 200-250 rupees bill. Okay. And I should enlighten you all that people are reluctant to take 2,000 rupee note but they have to because of point number 6.
  6. The Management Loophole: So, yeah. Point number 6. The currency-crunch. From the stroke of midnight, all 500 and 1000 rupee notes will become blah blah blah. And we’ll have new currency. But where the hell is new currency? Every single day we are telling customers that we don’t have cash. Yes, banks, where you get your money deposited and where you should get your withdrawals, are out of cash. Common sight, is it?
  7. The Banker Loophole: They wanna kill us. Literally. I don’t know what it was but on 10th of November itself I came home with 102 degree fever. We have worked overtime. We work on the Sundays. We are still working overtime, even though the working hours are from 10-4. We are working late. But we are not getting anything, I mean of course with the exception of abusive hurls and in some cases manhandling by the customers.
  8. The Miracle Loophole: I know this government came into being just because of its promises of miracles and it is keeping up with its promises in its own cute,childish ways, but it should learn how to take criticism from two of the most learned economists of our times- Dr Manmohan Singh Ji and Raghuram Rockstar Rajan. Raghuram Rajan objected to demonetization even before it was being looked into as a possibility. He clearly told the loopholes that I explained to you in detail. And I’m amazed how each one of his apprehensions or rather arguments are coming true one after the other. And what can I say about Dr Manmohan Singh Ji. In his very own humble way, he showed the lost government the path to make good the damage it has already done, to the country, to the banking system and most importantly to the common man whose sufferings don’t seem to end.

Well, people are hailing the decision of their PM. But only those who own smartphones and who voice their opinion on social media through memes and tweets. But, I urge you all to reach out to those who really got effected by this money crunch. They don’t own smartphones to buy groceries online through their credit cards. All they want is simple life, and that my mitron, is a distant dream.


P.S.- You can go ahead and have a good debate of how I don’t love my country 😉





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Infinity Dreams Award Round Two!

Thank God I finally have the time to sit back, relax and just BLOG! I’ve been missing all this. Past week has been hectic as eff!

I’ve been nominated for so many awards in the past, but because of my busy schedule, I didn’t really get a chance to actually do any award post. PHEW!

So, my dear friend Anand has nominated me for yet another award. It is so very kind of him to consider me worthy for such awards. Anand has been like a lighthouse in my life. That’s the least I can say about him. Sometimes when I am all messed up, I read his posts and try to find some solutions in them. He is a storehouse of optimism. And as I told him earlier, he is far far away from the vanity of life and so humble and down-to-earth. I even talk to my mum about him. He is that fictional character which you wish wasn’t fictional! And he ain’t! If that makes any sense? Do check out his blog. It will bowl you over!


The Award Rules:

  1. Thank and follow the blog that nominated you.

2.  Tell us 11 facts about yourself.

3.   Answer the questions that were set for you to answer.

4.  Nominate 11 bloggers and set questions for them.

11 Facts About Myself

  1. Shopaholic.
  2. Organised.
  3. Optimistic.
  4. Emotional.
  5. Learner for life.
  6. News junkie.
  7. Friendly.
  8. Funny (at least I think so!).
  9. Obsessed about cleanliness.
  10. Perfectionist.
  11. Extremely critical of others.

My Answers To Anand’s Questions

  1. Who is your mentor or who inspires you the most?

Nelson Mandela for his belief in love and humanity. Dr. Manmohan Singh for his humbleness and intelligence. Barack Hussein Obama for his fortitude and strong persona.

2. Who is your best friend?

Sahil Narula, who understands me like no other person can, EVER! And my family.

3. What is the role of gratitude in life, if any?

Gratitude is the greatest prayer. Period!

4. If you could meet one person from any period in history (it may even be fictional), who would it be?

My three mentors, for sure. And there is one other person that I want to meet. Can’t name that person. But I would really like to meet him, once.

5. What is the sweetest thing someone ever did for you?

Waking up at 4 a.m. just to talk to me? It was something I can never forget. And that too waking up at 4 a.m. every morning! Like, someone putting in as much as effort as I did to work out an otherwise complicated relation. 🙂 I like simple things in life. And it was huge for me.

6. Which were the best years of your life- childhood, youth or whichever age you’re now?

As I look back in life, I think every single day has been a blessing and hence I can’t choose one.

7. Do you suffer from any kind of phobia?

Any? LOL. There are MANY 😀 Creepy creatures like cockroaches, lizards, ants, mosquitoes etc., height, darkness, speed and loneliness to name a few!

8. What do you need to be happy?

I can entertain myself very efficiently. I am never bored. When sad, I spend time with my family. Happiness is a state of mind. There are no particular demands, but music would be one!! Currently I am listening to ‘Hotline Bling‘ by Drake and it is growing on me!!!! The song is dope!!! Drake is the love of my life!!! I need DRAKE 😦

9. What is love?

Honesty, respect, commitment, understanding.

10. What is peace?

Tough one. I haven’t found peace yet. So I can’t answer this one.

11. Who are you?

A purpose.

My Nominees!

I got so many beautiful friends here that I wanted to nominate all of them. But, sadly, I could only choose 11. So I chose some of my new blogger friends and some old ones 🙂

  1. Hemant
  2. Imran Ali
  3. Maestro
  4. Beparvah
  5. Miss Book Thief
  6. Gaurav Luthra
  7. Izza Afzal
  8. The Extra Aamile
  9. Abhay
  10. Noorain
  11. Shitij Sharma

My Questions To My Nominees:

My questions would be same as Anand’s 🙂

  1. Who is your mentor or who inspires you the most?
  2. Who is your best friend?
  3. What is the role of gratitude in life, if any?
  4. If you could meet one person from any period in history (it may even be fictional), who would it be?
  5. What is the sweetest thing someone ever did for you?
  6. Which were the best years of your life – childhood, youth or whichever age you’re now?
  7. Do you suffer from any kind of phobia?
  8. What do you need to be happy?
  9. What is love?
  10. What is peace?
  11. Who are you?


H ❤

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Two awards in one week, or should I say, in a weekend! Wow! This time I’ve been nominated for the Starlight Blogger Award by one of my favorite bloggers, Ashish. I want to thank him for this recognition. I have been following a huge lot of bloggers on WP. Each one of them has a different quality. About Ashish, it is his very inquisitive and thought-provoking quotes that blow my mind away. His poetry is also very different and heart-warming. I think it is Ashish’s niche to pen down the simplest of emotions is what makes him a special blogger. Do check out his blog to find out more about him.

This Award is created to highlight and promote Inspiring Bloggers.
This Award is created to highlight and promote Inspiring Bloggers.

The Rules

  • Thank the giver and link their blog to your post.
  • Answer the questions set to you and then you may create your set of questions for your nominees.
  • Nominate Others.

My Answers to Ashish’s questions-

1.Share a funny moment from your life in which you are the reason behind that moment.

  • I love to joke around with people, especially with my family. So it is really hard to pick just one incident. I have mentioned it before also that once I was watching Hamari Adhuri Kahani with my brother at midnight. At the end, I started crying because I’m very sensitive. The next day he narrated this very embarrassing incident to everybody and they laughed a lot. Also, I love to imitate people. In recent days I’ve been imitating Gaurav Gera‘s character Chutki. And also, Kanan Gill’s ‘Pretentious Movie Reviews’ dialogues.

2.What according to you is the difference between “love” and “like” ?

  • ‘Like’ is temporary. ‘Love’ is permanent.

3.Everything has pros and cons. So is there anything you dislike in blogging world ? Share if any.

  • Dislike? The one thing I don’t like about this blogging community is that we can’t customize the viewers. Like, there are some specific people I don’t want should read my blog. So that could be one.

4.What is your take on my writing ?

  • Ashish, I always comment on your posts. Your posts force me to think. They force me to feel. You actually evoke certain emotions in my heart with the content that you put out on your blog. That is very unique, I must say. Because I have been struggling with making people feel my emotions through my writing. You do that effortlessly!

5.How you celebrate happiness and sadness ?

  • I loved this question. I always celebrate happiness. It never ends. Because there is no shortage of happiness in my life. I celebrate it with gratitude. I celebrate it by making people happy. Making people feel good about themselves. About sadness, well yes, there is a way to celebrate that too. My sadness arises from certain people in my life, or who are not in my life anymore. And I like to celebrate it by reminiscing about the happy times we shared together. Their endless talks, their love, their anger; I feel all that. And in a way, the sadness transforms into happiness. 🙂

I am nominating the following bloggers for this award-

  1. Khaled Al Ghourab
  2. Pavan Medheramitla
  3. Thrive2Inspire
  4. Life Is Beautiful
  5. November Winter
  6. Candles Online
  7. The Phenomenon Of Thoughts
  8. The Extraaa Mile
  9. Prakriti Singh
  10. Piyush
  11. Tejaswi

My questions to the nominees-

  1. What is the best quality of yours?
  2. Which country would you like to visit and why?
  3. What is that one thing/habit that you hate (in general)?
  4. The one person who inspires you the most?
  5. The best thing about growing up?