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To All the Fuckbois I Have Loved Before

- September 29, 2018

Rahul is a cheater fuckboi! He is a cheater fuckboi! Scene-Still from Saawariya (2007) by Sanjay Leela Bhansali starring Ranbir Kapoor and Sonam Kapoor Rahul came into my life when I was on the threshold of my teenage. Standing on the edge of my teendom cliff, I felt no less than Holden Caulfield except that here, I wanted to happily jump off, thus, falling into the hell that they refer to as adulthood. I killed my mockingbird for him. I wanted to adult for Rahul. He with his Peter Kavinsky smile triggered my primal instincts; driving my animal out of the Sundarbans into the sophisticated jungles of concrete; causing a little catastrophe in my world. Rahul flipped my Universe upside down, easily becoming the centre of my being, and I began to associate myself with Simran, a complicated combination of Maya and Nisha, and Anjali. Rahul was my only boo but I did not turn out to be his only bae. He carelessly bro...

कल उसने एक रात ओढ़ी थी

- January 19, 2022

कल उसने एक रात ओढ़ी थी; चाँद को माथे पर लगाया था। एक डिब्बी जुगनू लपेट; अंगुली भर तारे समेट; रात की रानी के साथ पिरो - बालों में गजरा लगाया था। कल कलाई पर कुछ क्यारियाँ, एक कालीन हथेली पर सजा कुछ तितलियों से और तर्जनी पर सूरज किरन; उसने चंदन इत्र उढ़ेल आँचल पर गुलशन महकाया था। उसने चंद्रमुख बेला पिरो लक्ष्य रस में डुबो कर, कल एक पाँव में बाँध और दूसरे में खरी चांदनी, मनभावन मृग चाल से बीहड़ में सरगम खनकाया था। ***

You

- March 03, 2019

Day within day, My nights are for you. Masks are for them, Marks are for you. Words are for them (elegant, adorned and embellished); Sealed with symphonies, My silences are for you. Stars are for them, And so are the flowers. Heart is for them, My aches are for you. Sighs, giggles, tears, Dark circles are for you. Victories are for them, My battles are for you. Wild, vulgar and dark, Wack, vulnerable, dope; For you are my struggles, Chaos is for you. Them stretches that I wear, Hostilities that I fear, My rules are for them, My crimes are for you. ***

Vicky Please! (Part 1)

- March 17, 2019

• The story is based on a recent, real life incident. The names of the couple have been changed due to privacy concerns. "Vicky, Please!" Sheetal cooed in her cuckoo voice, imitating Shraddha Kapoor's character while watching Stree in a half-empty theatre hall, thereby, teasing her fiancè Vicky who shared his name with the male protagonist of the movie. Vicky chuckled at her remark, indicating his pleasure at the silly tease over his namesake. How could he not be! The two had met only a week ago at a café wherein Vicky’s parents asked for Sheetal’s hand from hers. Sheetal’s brown, lotus-eyes, milk white complexion, and long, luscious hair had already garnered positive reviews from Vicky’s mother, but it was her full lips, fuller hips, lady-like walk toppled with a no-nonsense attitude that captivated his attention. Indeed, Vicky was pleased! The two instantly clicked, and the rest was history. Vicky took her number and thus, began the chain of messages firs...

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