A Civilian’s Contemplation

-by Shrujan Kanabar As I tread along this brave Forest, on the brink of survival The frustrating rattling of beetles pave In my mind, a hope for revival   But, of it, I am soon devoid As I find no more shades around Leaving in me, a further a deeper void The deafening cry of …

आखिरी रात

- अभिषेक बिशनोई एक सुबह वो जल्दी उठेगा। उस सुबह उसके पास एक लक्ष्य होगा। उसका रक्त आंदोलित होगा और मन एकाग्र। वो दौड़ेगा यद्यपि उसके पैरों को इसकी आदत नहीं होगी। वो गिर के छिलेगा भी परन्तु ख़ून नहीं बहेगा । वो उठ खड़ा होगा वहीं और तभी रक्त प्रवाह होना शुरू होगा। तुम …

Who am I?

-by Lydia Leena Who am I? What am I? Constantly taking resolutions and falling short of it… Unpredictable are my ways I don’t guarantee myself No more constant pace Wait…! Here is a voice that echoes “ I know your thoughts “ I am in search of that voice finally  fallen in Love with the …

I Love You

-by Abhishek Bishnoi To reach where I am standing today. I am proud of myself where I come from. I remember your hard sacrifices. I don't know if you too had some dreams. I don't know what happened to your desires. You had never been given choices like me. And you never complained, why? Why …

Is It real?

-by Ashutosh Upadhye I love to hate fate In this state of disrespect I expect nothing but static in the Attic of my mind I find moments of clarity Sanctity in false hope That may be I won't mope around the sound Of every day mundane chores It's all such a bore This thing we …

धुंधला गंतव्य

-नयन सेठिया, अंतिम वर्ष(ईसीई), एस.जी.एस.आई.टी.एस इंदौर थोड़ा भीगा सा है, थोड़ा धवल सा है, धुंध से अलंकृत यह संसार, जहाँ मैं भी बावरा बन, मनमौजी सा, कोहरे से सने उस गंतव्य की ओर, बस यों बढ़ता ही चला गया। अनजान था रास्ता,अजनबी सा अरमान था, थोड़ा हिचका, थोड़ा झिझका, बढ़ा, फिर रुका, रुककर फिर बढ़ा, …

Her Midnight Sky

-by Gauri Shankar Prasad Soaring up high, in the midnight sky, calm and composed, she went on to fly with rage on her forehead and determination in her eyes. Happiness, love, compassion, her smile; she had left them all behind. Pain, sufferings, tears in her eyes; these, she had to leave to fly. In her …

Life

-by Ishan Gadgil LIFE There are two sides of a coin And life is just like a coin You toss around, you play with it And sure doesn't it repay you with The things which your deeds do certainly speak, But hey! never be too bold nor too meek Because it's a balance one must …