Featured post


As i continue to grow up, every moment, each hour, every day, each month and  every year, i have seen my perception of marriages changing from a unification of two souls to mere business transactions. Ok he is rich, perfect, marry him, he can feed me for the rest of my lives. Financial security is important but is it so important ?. I have seen relatives boasting about the rich amount of dowry they get, about the quantity of gold their daughter in law has brought from her house. Even i used to think, cool man, get married and be rich, life is set. You grow mature with age though and realize that life is just not about materialistic comforts, its sometimes much more than that, even the richest men and women have lived their life in misery and loneliness. Marriage has bought misery to many rather than happiness and the lives of many have been screwed. Companionship for name sake and loneliness for the rest of your lives along with a dose of mental abuse and sometimes physical as well

Freedom chained by goons

The zeal for freedom is oozing, The month of August has arrived, As freedom embraces me, I feel bound The hold is tight and I feel suffocated, And that's when reality hits me, I go spiralling down as the power of reality grips me, And that's when I realise Seventy-one years of Independence, Still chained by the goons of religious intolerance, Seventy-one years of Independence, Still chained by the goons of reservation, Seventy-one years of Independence, Still chained by the goons of sexual exploitation Seventy-one years of Independence, Still chained by the goons of Illiteracy, Seventy-one years of Independence. Still chained by the goons of corruption Seventy-one years of Independence, Still chained by the goons of censorship As world's largest democracy celebrated its independence, Irony had a hearty laugh, as our nation became a mobocracy


Two years of trauma officially ended today and it ended with claps and compliments. I gave my final presentation and now just a few formalities left and my M.Sc would be over. This two years were no less than a torture for me. To study something

My Realization

I quit my job. Ran out of savings. Then took a low-paying job as a copywriter. I bootstrapped down and moved into my Dad’s tiny apartment. Without much space, we slept in the same room. During this time, I learned something beautiful. Success and happiness parallel how much value we create for others. Not how many books we read, podcasts we listen to, or YouTube videos we watch. The problem: I had no skills. I had no money. With few options, I began writing for many hours every day. To focus, I stopped… -Talking to friends who didn’t help me create value. -Opening my Facebook News Feed. -Paying attention to politics. -Watching T.V. and Netflix. -Going out to eat. First, I wrote on my blog. As I became a better writer, I contributed to publications. People began to recognize and respect my ability to create value. I left my low-pay copy writing job to work for a Facebook software company and moved out of my Dad’s apartment. I then took a job as the VP of marketing f

The Mother and the daughter

Once upon a time lived a girl with her parents, As she grew up, she fell in love with a man and eloped away with him. Her parents disowned her as she brought shame to her family. She started her new life with her hubby and lived happily, she became pregnant and bore a girl child. Her husband dumped her and left for he never wished to be faithful to her as he was done with her. He had enjoyed her to the fullest and now that it was time to take up responsibilities, he ran away. At the other end, her parents were living a distraught life. Her father died after two years since the day she left. Her mother after living alone for a year thought of her daughter and thought of living the rest of her life with her. After continuous searching for months, she found her in the slums of a big metropolitan city, living with her few months old daughter. Her daughter was glad to meet her and welcomed her. As days went by the mother realized something has gone wrong with her daughter, as during


No more effort is required to aim high in life, to demand abundance and prosperity, than is required to accept misery and poverty. A great poet has correctly stated this universal truth through these lines:  "I bargained with Life for a penny,  And Life would pay no more,  However I begged at evening  When I counted my scanty store. . . "For Life is a.just employer, He gives you what you ask,  But once you have set the wages,  Why, you must bear the task.  . "I worked for a menial's hire, Only to learn, dismayed,  That any wage I had asked of Life,  Life would have willingly paid."

TLC - Tender Loving Care

Behind every person you meet, there could be a bleeding heart. Many of those hearts are looking for a shoulder to cry on, and a hand to wipe their tears. They are not looking for handouts. they are NOT looking for sympathy. They just want some to listen to their stories, without interrupting or making JUDGEMENTS. What they badly need is TLC --- Tender Loving Care. It is very easy to judge, without knowing what is behind the tears we just witnessed. There are people out there who for one reason or the other, are sad, alone, and spend many nights in their homes, behind locked doors, and in need of comfort. Once again, they are NOT looking for FREE STUFF.... they just need someone to say...... something like ..." Please do not cry....God will take care of U."

Someday the Flirting would go real and you shall know, its Love

She is poetic, so majestic with her words and every time I talk to her, the conversation always gets romantically intellectual. A beautiful soul she is, she does know how to express the beautiful mess that keeps going within her. She is a natural flirt and during one of our conversations, She asked me, I flirt good, don’t I but I am still single, why so. Ain’t this a grave injustice to me. I said, yes correct what you say but there is a twist. She said, yes what. I said, its great, you are still single, you haven’t been into casual relationships, they are more harmful than beneficial to you. She said, well that’s true. I then said, but there is another twist I said. She said, and what’s that. There was curiosity in her tone. I said, one day shall come a guy, whose flirts would be filled with true feelings, his words would be heavy weighing with true emotions. Like those heavy clouds during monsoons and rains would happen. And you both would be wet.