Some stories remain untold and you become story teller !!

I recall when I started writing, it was never a passion to me or I never knew that I was a writer in disguise or say a scribbler.. Ha Ha!  It all happened by chance, one fine evening of 2004's winter when I saw a child distributing news papers in my colony, he was hardly 10 …

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मर्ज़ियाँ …

मुझसे मोहब्बत की, फिर मुझे छोड गये.. क़ाफिर हो गया हो जैसे कोई, इबादत करते करते ! रास्ते में दिल बिछा दिया मैंने, ये सोचकर.. मुसाफिर लैटता होगा मेरा थक हार कर! मुद्दतों बाद आज ये तमन्ना हुई.. तुझे छू कर देखूँ, तेरा इश्क़ वही तो नहीं? ऐसी मर्ज़ियाँ मुझे ही चोर कहने लग़ती हैं, …

She..

She is a story, unsaid She is a poetry, unsung She is history, unread She is a scenery, unobserved She is glossary, unnoticed She is bravery, uncelebrated. She is a voice, unheard She is a feeling, undesired She is laughter, unappreciated She is beam, unilluminated. She is questionnaire, unsolved She is a dare, unchallenged She …