Waves and Sand. Fish and Rock. People and I. Slippery corners. My lifelines. Survive and Excel. Love. Period.
Not married, but I got hooked this day, 4 years ago. Completely, totally, exclusively. No looking back, just love and lots of love, and lots of it. Life started a journey of fulfillment with our union, and ever since, I just keep falling in love with you. Everyday, every time. We are growing together, understandingContinue reading “the day of resurgence”
When the smile rejuvenates me.
You do have many names – Mom, Amma, Ma. But all of them get equated to the same level of dignified poise that you continue to epitomise throughout our lives. We were born, we grew up, we told you we love you and we hate you, we still grew up, we finished school and college,Continue reading “‘Mother’ of all happiness”
“Bajirao ne Mastani se Mohabbat ki hai…..Aaiyashi nahi…………!” Epics usually have an attachment of legacy and grandeur with them, and they bring a riveting sense of watchable-ness with them. Yes, Bajirao Mastani does that with ample to say but it isn’t the greatest of such marvels made in the silver screen. The story of aContinue reading “Blockbuster Review: Bajirao Mastani”
Contesting facets of life, one beholds just a shade yet looks impressively bright. The latter, is surrounded by vivid colours of the ovulated life. You look down, you look up. Life still wins.
No, this isn’t Picasso or Monalisa. It’s a creation from hands of unconditional love and a gift to rekindle emotions. Blessed day!
Heights, perceivable yet deprived. Tells us where we are, doesn’t say where we came from. We like to be at the top, but fear to look beneath. Love flying higher but eroded by turbulent waters. Yes, I adore being out there but somehow get this feeling that blossoming flowers often forget the roots. the altitude.Continue reading “Altitude”
Probably, the most hyped date in the world. No vintage urn, just being eroded with the most consumate word in our lives – love. Nothing against love though. Neither do I have anything unceremonious against people loving each other. We must, we do, we will. But are we serving the purpose is the question here.Continue reading “What’s in a 14?”
Holding your just born son in your hands is a feeling beyond describable words. For a change, I have run out of ammunition as the newly born has swept me off my feet and I don’t feel the earth beneath me. The moments when we saw each other – yes, you can argue thatContinue reading “A Father’s Note”
For the writers around me, one of your clan is busy making movies 😊, watch out! SS@msksmiles