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I had my first epiphany this February

By Saru Singhal - February 26, 2018

February was life-changing. I had my first epiphany this month. In the first week of February, after hitting another low in life, I wanted to give up everything. But because I'm stubborn, I thought of giving it another try. I wrote what I wanted from life on a piece of paper. Then I did what I do best - I planned. I made a daily routine in which I included the activities to bring me closer to my goals. (By the way, my goals are to have peace of mind, attain happiness in things I have, and live a simple and meaningful life.) And most importantly, I made an effort to delete what was toxic or unnecessary. This is what I changed: I kicked off all the negative and bad influences - people, food, circumstances. I don't log into Facebook as I don't get positive vibes from it. I'm being picky with food and exercising portion control. But the challenge was to kick-off bad circumstances as they are never under our control. The best way, in my opinion, to deal with a bad circumst…

ठरकी मन बावरा

By Saru Singhal - February 12, 2012

शाम से तकिये पे है पड़ा, ये ठरकी मन बावरा! कमरे की रौशनी मद्धम करके, सांसों के उलझते शोर में, चादर की सिलवटे गिन रहा, ये ठरकी मन बावरा! उसे बोलो आए थोड़ी देर से, खाव्हिशो को होने दे ज़रा धुआं, लिपट के नाम से उसके बैठेगा तब तक, ये ठरकी मन बावरा! पिघलेगे दो जिस्म काली श्याही सी रात में, और सुलगते हुए जिस्मो की आग में, बूँद बूँद समेट लूंगी उसके प्यार को इस तरह, बस कल नाराज़ न हो मुझसे,
ये ठरकी मन बावरा!

पहली मुलाकात

By Saru Singhal - November 10, 2011

दोलफ्ज़ोमेंआज, मेरीउनसेबातहुई, प्यारसेपहलीआज,मेरीमुलाक़ातहुई! छलकउठेखाव्हिशोकेपह्माने, लगीमेरीआहेभीशर्माने, जैसेशादीसेपहले,बिधाईकीरातहुई,

14 Easy Hacks to Clean Your Home On a Budget

By Saru Singhal - April 09, 2018

A spick and span home is every woman’s dream. The joy that comes with organized, spot-free, and functional space is unparalleled. I’ve not mastered this art as of yet. My process is still evolving. I’m finding better alternatives and constantly replacing them with the new ones. After years of experience, I’ve found some house cleaning hacks that work better than most quick-fixes I’ve found on the internet. These are organic and economical ways to clean homes. Don’t waste your money on home cleaning services, use these easy tricks to clean your home at your convenience. Unclog sink or washbasin with a homemade solutionI’ve bought expensive chemicals, hired professional cleaning services, and wasted many man-hours over clogged sinks or washbasin. If you have lived in rented homes, like I have, you know how common this problem is. Now as a monthly routine, though I never throw items that can block the pipes, I use 2 products available in the kitchen. Mix vinegar and baking soda in equal p…

I’m the girl even your friends won’t approve

By Saru Singhal - January 01, 2018

I burn your soul,
I light that kind of fire.
My words slit innocence into half,
I demand that much desire.

I ruin your days,
Your nights are no longer yours.
Love tastes like brandy-poison mix,
It is not pure.

You reek of desperation,
Your blood boils often.
You write letters with blood,
Only to bury them in an empty coffin.

Neither your body,
Nor your mind makes sense.
I treat you as a lover,
But I call you a friend.

When you grab me by my waist,
I stare into your eyes.
I’m your salvation,
The woman who can listen to your silent cries.

I leave you half-thirsty,
I’m that unfinished prose,
You hate the idea of love now,
You look for yourself on empty roads.

Still you want a lifetime with me?
Because you like the taste of fire.
I may not be a perfect girl,
I’m the only one you admire.

It’s too late now,
I seep into bones fast.
Don’t regret falling in love with me,
Don’t ever call me your past.

Your friends hate me,
You fight for me too.
You declare us soulmates,
Knowing too well that’s…

A home filled with love is never empty

By Saru Singhal - January 09, 2017

A cozy king-size bed for you
An old cot for some
Turf of manicured lawn
Or a shanty in Mumbai's slum

A roof is all we need
Add a few luxuries here and there
Then how big is big enough?
Is squandering a meaningless affair?

Two can live happily in one room
No square feet, no price
Love to wrap yourself in it
Few adjustments and a little sacrifice

Changed nearly a dozen houses
But I treasure the moments we've shared so far
Not the flat screen TV we own
Or the spacious garage for our car

Often on lonely afternoons
The homemaker in me longs
For a tiny nook where I can recreate the good old days
Filled with friends and favorite songs

Though I labor to keep the house spick and span
But it's the mess that makes it complete
Remnants of an evening well spent
With friends, family and treats

A house is empty without happiness
Things only fill up space
An expensive couch can make the living room beautiful
But it can never brighten the gloomy days

Yet collect these things togeth…

It's All About Hindi This January

By Saru Singhal - January 29, 2018

I've made many changes in 2018. My resolutions are streamlined. I follow them to the T. I'm noticing positive changes in myself. January was purposelessly busy, though. A lot of pending tasks and catching up kept me occupied. I'll remember January 2018 for two reasons. First - two of the leading actors of Masaan interacted with me after I posted a couplet inspired by the movie on Instagram. And few of my couplets made way to a cafe in Dubai.

On writing front, I wrote the following in January -

I was confused which is the right word - sawari or sanwari. The word with 'n' sound is right. Well, so much to learn.

Vicky Kaushal and Shweta Tripathi read and commented on this couplet. It's special as this couplet is inspired by their story in the movie.

One of the Hindi couplet TheBhukkadCafe shared.

Which one is your favorite out of all these?

Love is a marathon

By Saru Singhal - March 12, 2018

We were 2 lovers, Who fought most of the times. I must write a crime novel for us, Certainly not a rhyme.
The frenzy in our bodies, The fire in our souls. Devil must have married Hell, We only fit these roles.
When I craved rain, He gave me fire. What ought to be worshipped, We lit its pyre.
The two of us, Made passionate love by the moon. Talked Rumi till wee hours, Slept naked till late in the afternoon.
But by the weekend, Anger steamed from every pore. And we confessed to everyone, We couldn't take each other anymore.
This off-on relationship, Was the talk of the town. The kind of love, In which couples often drown.
And we did drown, Too much passion filled-up our lungs. We made too many mistakes, We were way too young.
Love is a brandy-poison mix, We gulped our portion fast. We never talked about our emotions, We let the body did all the talk.
A kiss for a sorry, A hug to compensate a mistake. We ran towards an ocean, When we were not even ready for a lake.
15 years down the lane, 15 years of sifting the pain, I …