Channd lamho ke saathi, Fir ek shehar mein aa gaye, Pehle ajnabi the, Ab dilo mein kuch aise sama gaye, Ki dhadkan bhi keh rahi hai,...

I remember how easily I told you about how my heart ached for love, for warmth, for an embrace. How, then, I remember you easily used it...

One fine day, Under the glorious, clear blue sky, I sat with stories, Old and new, Laughter echoing on cue, Cherishing the nexus, Of an...

It is the transitions, That make us US, From being goofy and ridiculous, To sophistication and someone stellar. The return of goofiness...

Could we just make decisions about where we’ve to sit, whom we’ve to tease, what we’ve to become when we grow up and not actually decide...

The mornings are easier when you know how bad it can turn out to be. There are mornings when every bad thing you were able to think of...

I think what makes us miss few moments is the fact that we cannot live them ever again. I think what makes us miss few people is the fact...

There are some people with whom you don’t talk daily. But when you get back on track with them, you can just connect in the same way as...

It won’t matter. The dressing up, the heals, the make up and the girl-ish giggles. All this won’t matter to the one who would want to...