2017 has been a year of action. A lot happened over coffee, tea, internet and mainly WhatsApp; since we made a school group. I met many long-lost friends and made some new ones. There are quite a few who I never met in school or I don't remember our acquaintance clearly. Maybe, too much alcohol … Continue reading The Man Who I Haven’t Met, Stays In My Heart
Love makes you happy. Love makes you hopeful. Love makes you grateful. Love makes you inspired. Love changes your life. Janis Spindel The first—and second and third—time I fell in love, it was unlike anything I had ever experienced. Having such strong feelings about another person shook me to my core. It made me re-evaluate my beliefs. I … Continue reading 10 Reasons Why Love Is The Best Feeling In The World
Naaz. Naaz. Naaz. I don't have words to describe here, so I don't think I am going to continue writing this blog post. I'll collect some words and get back. But wait! I am a story-teller and I can weave a story with or without words. It's all about expression right? But this lovely woman … Continue reading I Write On Others, She’s The First To Write On Me
Here's another story out of my bag. This one is of a phenomenal, pious soul traveling since eons to spread joy, compassion, and love—and now in form of human named Ritika Arya. You can find several articles about her on the internet but I want to take the opportunity to write about her in my … Continue reading The BOLD AND BEAUTIFUL Angel From Planet Love
Many people find me a loving and kind man. Some feel that I am a psychosomatic-addict-insane man. Some find the devil in me. And some don't find me at all. Different people see me different as per their filling i.e. what they have inside them. If they're full of shit, they see shit in me. … Continue reading What Is The Secret To My Little Emptiness Of Love?
I met this neglected and extremely money-poor family. I had just finished a lavish lunch—with food wastage—and saw them outside the restaurant. They were estranged, messed up, hungry etc. my heart cried and I opted to offer them something. I noticed that they were barefoot and so I bought them slippers. On discussion, I came … Continue reading Love Food, Hate Wastage
The other day it was raining and did not have an umbrella. I was getting wet and this man was walking in front of me with a nice black umbrella. I was thinking to ask him for help just then he came up to me and offered me a share in his umbrella. I was … Continue reading The Umbrella Of Love
Since childhood, I hated and feared police. The reason was unknown; maybe upbringing, maybe wrong values, maybe false information, maybe Chinese whispers, maybe family experiences but one reason that I found out—in my mid-30s—was that there was a complete lack of connecting with them. Hence, the hatred and fear only grew in leaps and bound. … Continue reading From Hatred To Love