Failure, not her!

“Maa, I am sorry. I don’t know how it happened. I tried my level best but…” She said in trembling voice to her grandmother.

               The result of  first semester exams was declared. Her hand was trembling when she was typing her enrollment number. She was quite sure that she will pass despite of being sick for half of the semester and many a lot reasons/excuses in support with her but when the site loaded she found “Sorry! You have failed this examination.” Okay. People fail. She knew. But, She was a brilliant kid. It never happened that she participated in something and didn’t get rank. Failure was too far. Neither she nor her parents could believe on this. She was afraid of admitting this to her parents. Suddenly everything was collapsed. Her heart was throbbing. Her senses stopped responding. She picked up her phone with her trembling hands and dialed DADA. The very next moment she was talking to her grandmother.

               To her huge surprises, she was not scolding her nor advising. Instead, she said, “Don’t cry, dear. You’re not supposed to get good, always. You should be prepared for the worst too! But never lose hope and never stop putting your efforts. Good luck for the future. Work even more harder from now on. You got to win beta.” And this was the day, she firstly realized that she is grown up now. For she knew her parents would be upset after knowing all these. It was hard, for all of them,to believe on this. But they didn’t react. They didn’t even scold her once! Instead, they stood by her, and it was the great strength to her, Her family.

               To the most supporting families out there.

               //failing exams ain’t a failure.


मैं और तुम

मैं जैसे बहती नदी, और तुम गहरा सा समंदर।

मैं द‌रबदर भटकती, तुम ठहरा सा एक मन।

मैं जो मिले, वो समेटती, और किनारे बाँटते तुम।

मैं हर मर्यादा से परे, और उन मर्यादा मैं घिरे तुम।

मैं कभी ना रुकता रास्ता, उस रास्ते की मंज़िल तुम।

मैं तुमसे मिलने को बेकरार, तुम्हे भी मेरा इंतज़ार।

मैं मंज़िल पाने को तडपती, तुम संयम रख, खुद को परखते।

मैं जब दोड़ी चली आती, पास तुम्हारे, तुम फैलाये बाँहे, समेट लेते मुझे।

ना मिलो तुम, तब तक मैं खोजूंँ तुम्हें, और मिल जाओ तो कभी ना छोडू तुम्हें।

मैं जैसे बहती नदी, तुम जैसे गहरा समंदर।

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Hey there! I’m super excited posting this Hindi poetry on my blog for the very first time! I wonder, how did I manage to write anything in Hindi! Well, It didn’t ask for much efforts as it comes from within! Reviews are welcomed! 😉

Miss silly

She thinks,

She has no love,

but a beautiful life!

Most stupid but weirdly smart,

Super silly and messy,

An unstoppable lame jokes creator,

This is what she is!

She says no one loves her,

But when someone try to get close to her,

She runs away!!

She says she’s simple,

But she wants chaos and composure at the same time!

Though not loving Marvel movies,

She loves her own marvellous fiction!


In my all saddened day,
I witnessed nothing but YOU!
I saw you.
I saw you, sitting on the back seat of that empty bus.
When my eyes fell into your intense sight,
My heart started throbbing.
And my body started shivering,
My eyes had the bliss!
I would crave for this glimpse of yours,
For my whole life!

In a blink of my eyes,
I realised the empty seat…
You were not there!
You never were!

I see you,
And Again…
You’re paradise!
Cure of all my pain.
Your smile is soothing.

Your sight is satisfying.
And I would never open my eyes,
The darkness takes me to you…

//Still wondering if you’re my daydream or the twin flame story that I’m craving for!//


“A GREAT FIASCO” was our first meeting,

But the rests were soothing.

We and “OUR” relationship, both passed through a lot of crises,

But didn’t we make more raises?

Ups and downs made us weakened,

But our bond just got sweetened.

I know, never on the same page we are,

But that’s enough to share a same book with you.

We had no matches matched ever,

But the acceptance for both lead us further.

Not the perfect companion you are,

But still a perfect company you are!

//And they say they’re worse when together.//

2:47 a.m.

The overwhelming thoughts suddenly awakened her from her nap. She lit up her mobile screen, 2:47 a.m. it showed.

“Man, I just slept before 15 minutes. I’ve become insomniac.” She thought.

She closed her eyes. She could perfectly imagine her, getting older with him. A perfect life, anyone can ever wish for!

Him, leaving his current girlfriend. Him, accidentally meeting her. Him, started falling for her (As she already do!). Him, getting into a relationship with her, then wedding and then happy couple ever! (All thanks to bollywood!) Perfectly happy life! In between these beautiful thoughts, that question again hit her head like hell. “Do he actually feel the same way as you do?” A question asked by her best friend that she was unable to answer.

If it’s been asked a month before, She might have answered big “YES” without thinking a moment. But these days are different. A bitter truth! And there she again opened her eyes.

She picked up a bottle and sipped some water. She slightly kept her legs on the floor and walked down to the balcony. She could see the dreary tree, unable to scare her and the crescent moon, failed to please her. She sat on the chair, wearing the headphones, trying not to listen retro romantic, Her midnight favourite. Instead she played club music. She knew, For her, Music is cure of everything. Yes, Everything! But that night, she could hear the rare lyrics of club music instead of rhythm and that rare lyrics were enough to ignite her thoughts. She sighed sadly. She stopped the music, stood up and went in the room, trying to figure out what can be done. She lit up the room.

No, there’s no escape.” She thought. “And where there’s no escape, you better go on!” She gently smiled watching her diary laying on the table. She took it up and wrote something in it. She ended it up with big exclamation mark, as her life was! She darkened the room and closed the eyes to attempt one more failure of slumber!

//And they say she has got everything what she ever wished for.//


No, no.

No stranger you’re!

Nor friend neither lover!

Who you are?

A story, that I want to believe on.
The beats, that I want to dance upon.
The lyrics, that I want to sing along.
The sea, that I want to sail alone.
The stars, that I want to gaze forever.

Love to cherish or fantasy to dreamin’?

What you are?

Not everything but something you’re!