Tu phool hai iss baag ka, pyari si hai khushbu teri.Is khushbu ke waste hi,…
Author: Keshav Jha
Lucky enough to have been roving around since childhood,. Visiting new places and meeting new people has been my kind of favorite. Its amazing how words written simply can talk so loud. This thrill of writing got to my nerves and then CWS paved the way further.
“I don’t know what’s the point of this. What is the point of life? What…
It had finally fallen off, the lone white feather. The bird’s prayers were finally answered.…
In this world filled with false pride, we often see people going for the price instead of the value of things. People like expensive things without even thinking about it logically. For example, everyone likes gold and diamonds because it is not available in abundance, hence expensive and not because of its absolute desire. Leave the rocks and metals aside, people have even started developing a taste for fancy delicacies. Among friends, some have started to restrain themselves from ordering Bhajiya or Samosa whereas they are certain to order a Pizza or Burger.
My childhood was like a mini-tour even though my father never served in the army. He was a teacher in a private school of Dimapur, a place in Nagaland. I’m sure many of you must be having some strange perception about this place. At least, my friends from the later part of my life had. One question which was most commonly asked (among various others) with an at most stupid curiosity, “Do they eat dogs?” Like the all the previous instances, I’m not going to answer it here either.
कोई आस नहीं कुछ खास नहीं,कोई अनदेखा अंदाज़ नहीं | कुछ अलग सी पहचान…
Faces all around. Faces more than you can count. Tired faces, scared faces, faces that are hungry and without hope. Bodies stinking of sweat and blood, punctured by bullets, blown by landmines and robbed of their integrity. Clouds of smoke visible from hundreds of miles away. Rising from the fire which burnt the place they called home. People catching their breath, the ones fortunate enough to flee alive successfully from their homeland. The very land which never recognized them. Maybe the land accepted them but the ones who controlled it never did.
Har din kankhiyo se tujhe dekhna
Aankhein mil jo gyi to nazar pherna.
Yuhi hash ke udana teri baaton ko
Jab bhi hota tha tujhse mera saamna.
After missing the train to celebrate Diwali with his family, the guy decided to travel by road. With a dreadful experience of his last bus journey, he was hoping for a better one this time. The events that unfolded during this journey made it worth remembering. Come aboard and travel with him to enjoy the bumpy ride.
In a small town in the middle of nowhere, there was a sweet young girl living with her loving family. She had a dream once, and her parents were determined to fulfill it. Each family has their own battles to fight for their own reasons. Read on and delve into their simple lives, and find with them unexpected riches in rare niches of their lives.