Poetriture

She was giddy with happiness when she held to open the gift. The black ribbons came off as if made of woven air and slipped into nothingness when she pulled them. She loved these gifts from her lover.  She sat down and put the gift on the ground. She wanted to savour the moment as long as she could. She almost cursed the dual nature of wanting to prolong this feeling and also for the climax to come.  She quickly breathe a few and closed her eyes as if saying a prayer before opening it. She held the gift in her delicate hands and opened her eyes with it.  It was a wolf pup. The cutest little baby who was pink at his nose with not even the eyelids completely open yet. It made a yelp noise as it tumbled inside the box clumsily. It rubbed its snout on the inside of the box looking for milk, but none came. After a while it got silent as went to sleep. She was dizzy with happiness. It was perfect gift she could have got. She absolutely loved it. Ev...

The function was as good as any. All family and friends dressed in their best, flaunting the wrong amount of wealth they carried on their necks. The bride looked beautiful, as royal as a queen. But she was beautiful for someone else, and wasn't my type anyway. My eyes were locked on someone else. Someone, who was far more numinous. My friends had already retired to the dinner, I was finally alone and I wouldn't have to come up with reasons for looking in a particular direction. Peace, at last. Now I could see her in her beautiful red dress. She looked like a rose. She was not looking at me though. Earlier I thought that it was a good thing, I wouldn't have to stray away my eyes for a chance of contact. But she was not looking at me even when I stood in front of her. Something was wrong. I followed her over the huge fest. She was looking for someone. Someone who wasn't there for her, while I was. She wouldn't even look at me. But my God, was she beautiful! It ...

It was just a normal morning stroll. It is the month of August as I write this, right in the center of the months of monsoon. The winds were certainly, particularly volatile that day as all the trees near my house were violently swaying. Dark clouds, all ready to pour down on my little village were curling from the winds. It had rained heavily moments ago, so the ground was wet and the road to the beach, slick. I had unwillingly woken up quite early in the morning, even before the break of dawn, with vain efforts of going back to sleep. After being couped up in the house, behind closed windows, it felt really nice to witness the rain and the subsequent wet atmosphere. My father had also got up, but unlike me he had woken up out of habit. I told him I was going to the beach for a walk. He was busy with whatever he was doing so he just smiled at me. I knew it would rain soon enough. Secretly hoping to get wet, I kept my phone at home. I wore my slippers and ventured into the strong...

आज, 68 साल से लोह पुरुष की अनुपस्थिति, के बावजूद भी उनकी उपस्थिति सच्चे भारतीयों के हृदय में अनुभव होती है. हमारा निराला भारत, जब अंग्रेज छोड़ कर गए तब ऐसी परिस्थिति में था कि मानो किसी ने गोलियों से छलनी कर दिया हो. 562 अलग रजवाड़े, सभी स्वतंत्र होना चाहते थे भारत से, और ऐसी परिस्थिति को सुधारने का बृहतकाय काम केवल एक ही पुरुष को दिया जा सकता था. एक उच्च कोटि के वकील, अति प्रभावी वक्ता, लोह सी इच्छाशक्ति रखने वाले और भारत माता के सबसे समर्पित पुत्र, श्री सरदार वल्लभभाई पटेल, को दिया गया. उन्हे निर्णायक कहा जाता हैं. उनके बारे में केवल पढ़ने से भी उनके लिए सम्मान जागता है. उनके चतुर विचारो और शीघ्र समय में निर्णय लेने की क्षमता के कारण जोधपुर के महाराजा हनवंत, मोहम्मद अली जिन्ना के पाकिस्तान में जुड़ने के ब्लैंक चेक को मना कर सके. वे समझौता करने की कला में इतने निपुण थे कि उन्होने उस राज्य के लोगो को आनेवाला सालो के अत्याचारों से बचा लिया जो पाकिस्तान आज तक पाकिस्तानी हिंदुओं के साथ करता आया है. ऐसीही निपुणता उनकी लोक प्रशासन में भी प्रदर्शित हुई जब वे जूनागढ़ को पाकिस्तान के चं...

When we observe the definition of a monster, different dictionaries give different definitions, but they all circle around a few specific words. Huge, ugly, evil, imaginary, angry and troublesome, are the adjectives commonly used to describe them. Also, when we take up the quest of searching where these monsters are found, they are found everywhere, i.e: monster of the seas, monster of the forest, etc. These examples, are enough to conjure up very vivid descriptions of monsters, though different for each of us, will all be in similar veins. But when that gaze is directed inwards, we also find some of it inside us. Anger, greed, lust, and so on. So we ultimately infer that monsters dwell in each and everyone of us. We are all capable of being bad. And not just plain old bad, we are capable of being absolutely inhumane, cruel and evil. History has enough examples of that. The monsters existing in each one of us, is the reflection of what is the worst that we can become. When small c...