Monday, 26 August 2013

Saturday, 27 July 2013

अपना इंदोर

**Unlike my other write-ups, this poetry is a different version of my literary skills that includes some Indori terminologies which have become a part of our day-to-day communication. ये एक नम्बर  कविता मेरे दोस्तोन  को समर्पित है, जो मुझे इसे लिखने के लिए उत्साहित कर रिये  थे.  अब इसका मतलब लगा लो अपने हिसाब से.  जो अपनापान इंदोर के अपन  में हे वो कहीं ओर के हम  में कहाँ, जो भाईचारा इंदोर के भिया  में हे वो कहीं ओर के भैया  में कहाँ, जो सुर इंदोर में सेंव (from...

Tuesday, 9 July 2013

The Last Telegram or The Lost Telegram

I never wrote a telegram, literally I never did. Oops, I wrote one for English exam while it was a part of my school curriculum!  I should blame technology for not letting me learn to write a telegram. Indeed, written letters are another living artifact. This is not a “skill” (if you could even call it that) that matters in a world where programming is the new literacy. As an adult, I have not mailed a single letter. But change in society (and people freaking out at it) is basically how the world works....

Saturday, 11 May 2013

Flashback...

Two years later, all my college mates are living an entirely different life. Sharing a reminiscence of those unforgettable 4 years. College- a carefree world, life was full of dreams and plans for future; a place where even punishments were fun; friendship was so innocent and selfless; canteen didn't serve delicious cuisines, but a baked samosa with friends was no less;"hidden" skills like calligraphy and drawing could be seen on last page of every notebook; laughter during lectures was infectious; we copied assignments, even the mistakes!  ...