Words

  I think February was the worst month in terms of writing. I read a lot, though. Read Atomic Habits by James Clear. It is a good book. There are many takeaways to improve focus and productivity. I hope March will be better. And hopefully, I will finish editing my book this year. I finished it on October 7, 2020. Here's hoping for more reading, writing and growing while doing all that. Date Published 02/15/2022 सैलाब में डूब जाए हम वैसी किश्तियाँ हैं  किनारे पे रह के नुमाइश बनना मंज़ूर नहीं Love, Saru

Filthy, sleazy, destructive Often in cheap motel rooms That's where we made out That's where our love bloomed We were young and foolish But hell no! we were not plain We could only afford rum and coke With lust pumped up in our veins 'Fire and ice' is too posh Romeo and Juliet too lame You were a grenade I could put category 5 hurricane to shame It was a slaughterhouse Of innocence, promises and dreams At 21 and 23 We were two extremes But we did love With our heart, body and soul Whatever we thought love was It was out of our control Sometimes I think If I could relive my past I could hold you for 1 more hug I could make it last Do you think that too? Or was I a mere 20-something blunder Have you dined at our favourite restaurant? How long you kept my number? You run a marathon in my mind I think of you more than I should I wish I could clarify What you misunderstood Leave you a note Or shall I pick up the phone and call? Because our half-lived love story Is killing me...

Health is wealth is the most underrated statement. I don't know how many have come to a point in life to understand the gravity of this statement. Being physically, mentally and emotionally healthy is the way of modern life. So always work towards it.  I am glad I wrote this much Hindi Shayari last month. It makes me happy. Date Published 01/02/2022 कुछ ऐसे ज़िन्दगी को तेरे जाने के बाद जिया बेपनाह इश्क़ खुद से किया 01/02/2022 पहेलियाँ बहुत सुलझाई है पर ज़िन्दगी जिस दिन तू समझ आ गई मान लेंगे कि इम्तिहान पास हो गया 01/02/2022 आज कल के आशिक़ रखते होंगे मोबाइल में तस्वीरें हम तो आज भी आँखों में उसकी उम्मीद लिए घूमते है 01/06/2022 आँखों से बेहते है झील से आँसू मन में समंदर सा तूफ़ान है जग, जग की क्या जाने हर बंदा खुद से परेशान है 01/08/2022 ना कभी अफ़सोस किया ना कभी कोई गलत काम किया तुझसे इश्क़ अगर गलती थी तो वो भी हमने सरेआम किया 01/10/2022 कपड़े मैंने उतारे हक़ीक़त उसकी सामने आयी 01/13/2022 बस एक भड़कती सी शाम हो और ज़ोरदार बारिश सा तुम्हारा प्यार मुझपे बरसे 01/14/2022 मैं तुम्हारे ल...

There is a little boy His name is Neel Cuddly, cute and oh-so-warm His hugs feel He is a naughty boy He runs all day long Mommy often thinks Oh, what now Neel has done wrong? He loves water Splash-splash-splash he does In his massi’s pool With sun shinning above Daddy takes him in his car Car goes vroom-vroom-vroom Neel sits like a little prince Leaving no room Neel plays with daadi Big block train they make Chu-chu-chu-chuck train goes In between games they take 50-50 breaks Of all people Neel loves Gaurav Uncle very much Always chasing his uncle Like an adorable Donald Duck His dada and bua live far away They miss him oh-so-very-much FaceTime, WhatsApp, Phone calls That's how they stay in touch Neel loves to read Sometimes he reads upside down He goes to all bookshops In his little town And when Neel will be a big boy Mommy says he already is May he be so-so-so-much happy We all wish *I wrote this rhyme for my nephew Neel. 

2021 is finally over. It has been a year with lots of ups and downs emotionally. I'm glad it is over. A few things I wrote in December. Date Published 12/11/2021 मरने से साहब अब कहाँ हम डरते है   हालत ये है कि अब अपनों में भी पराया महसूस करते है 12/12/2021 हर ढलती शाम करती हूँ आपका इंतज़ार फिर से कीजिये ना एक बार इश्क़ बेशुमार 12/27/2021 इक हसीन लम्हें को यूँ बार-बार जिया तुम से ही बेपनाह इश्क़ बार-बार किया Hoping for a better 2022 and working towards it as well. Love, Saru

This year I have written only a handful of stuff. I thought I would become better at handling emotions with experience, but that's not true. My reaction is certainly better. Management is still an issue. I think I have too much on my platter. It has become extremely difficult to manage time. At the end of the day, I feel exhausted and yet I have not done half of the things I thought I would. There is so much to do and so less time and energy. Hopefully things will change for better in 2022. Here's what I've written in November: Date Published 11/01/2021 मरने के बाद चार लोगों की ज़रूरत होती है जीते जी सिर्फ़ एक  क्या ज़िन्दगी तेरा भी  हिसाब में हाथ तंग सा है 11/16/2021 कैसे करूँ तुझसे इश्क़ बेशुमार तुम दोस्त बुलाते हो और मैं कहती हूँ तुम्हें प्यार 11/17/2021 बहुत आग है इस साली ज़िन्दगी में बस तुम गले लगा के थोड़ी ठंडक दे दो 11/29/2021 धीरे से लेना करवट ऐ ज़िंदगी बहुत अरमान सोए हुए हैं कही वो जाग ना जाए

If you told me at 22, I would be single and happy, I'd have shunned the thought right away. Happiness was always dependent on external factors - money, fame or lover. It was never something that stemmed from within. Betrayal, failure and being penniless has taught me -- of all the things in the world -- happiness is something that comes from within. It comes from who you are as a person. You have to be calm, confident and secure with who you are, what you have and most importantly, with what you can't have. I'm single, starting a career from the very bottom and discovering myself. The journey is not a fairy tale. It is a fucking Hollywood movie that gets nominated for an Oscar. It may not win one. But who the fuck cares! On weekends, after taking a long luxurious bath, I light bergamot candles and keep freshly-cut flowers on the desk where I slog 45 hours a week, my bedroom doesn't reek of loneliness, it looks sexy as fuck. I watch a travel video of Matera and dream of ...