Its been a while, of us playing the game of eyes.. I know you search for me, and I for you to feel alive.. Its been a while.. I try to make sense of the songs you like.. Trying to find the meaning of your slow smile.. Always looking up, when you…

Just felt like penning a story I told my daughter. Its our usual afternoon routine. I tell her a story and then she tells me one. She is 4. She told me this- there is an apple, and pineapple was her parent. I enjoyed this a lot. …

My son Neeal, has written his very first story book “Adventures of Chris- Book 1”. He is 9 years old, and has been an active reader, since he was 4. I feel elated and very happy about his achievement. Please show some love and support to this budding author. His book is available here on the BriBooks platform — https://www.bribooks.com/bookstore/adventures-of-chris-book-1 Thank you!

If life is a subject, then the topic I chose to major in is change! My heart is stuck at the ten me… Dressed in my favorite yellow apparel… looking at the birthday messages.. My father has painted on the mirrors of the home, with my mother’s lipstick… Oh! …

I think it was God’s way of telling me I Purple You.. The evening at the beach, when the sky was filled with purple hue.. The color of royalty, the symbol of trust.. Beautiful are the rainbows, with the purple bursts.. Color of magic, the color of the witches hat.. Mysterious in its appeal, as…

So life asked have you tasted poison and still lived… I said yes I did, oh! yes dear god I did.. The night I remember, sitting in a far away land.. Jet lagged, away from home… wanting to find your hand in mine.. Those lines I remember, which were written by…

Ek ghar hai mera pahadon pe.. sapna yeh khuli aankh se dekha hai.. behta hai kahin uske peeche ek jharna.. woh roz mujhe bulata hai.. Ek ghar hai mera pahadon pe.. Uss tak jaati sadak kabhi kabhi burf se bhar jaati hai.. aur wahan nukad pe bani bakery ka cake maano duniya ka sabse achha hai.. ek dukan hai wahan ek pahad ki choti pe.. kabhi kabhi chalte chalte wahan pe bhi main ho aati hoon.. Ek ghar hai mera pahadon pe..

I don’t know whether you like me any more or not.. The words pierced thousand times deeper into the heart, shattering it into million pieces.. Why is it that every time I open my heart to welcome you, you always find a way to break it again.. This time I…

People fade away so does feelings.. just give it time.. Nothing in life is permanent.. u know it, I know this.. so why all the hue and cry! The pain..it will dampen, doesn’t go away I won’t lie. You see the brain neural network weakens, it’s just science :) If someone asks you today…