Letter to Krishna ji,


let my us be safe and secure and let no evil harm us. Let us blossom in this world who pass judgement on our living. Let us all remember that no matter what others say or think, we have never contributed in any act against them, so our mind is free from that burden. So please let no one’s negativity harm our wall of peace and calm. You see everything and you will take care of the rest, you see my struggles , my tears, my resilience and you give me that strength to handle everything with grace and smile.

Thank you for teaching this world love, “radhe Krishna, radhe Krishna, hare hare!!! “

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“humans have invented million of ways to suffer and the foremost is to fall in love”



-from the dairy of a hopeless romantic

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Calling my friends after a long time and when they pick up, I’m like “I just called to say, Hi” and so we are like “hi” “hi” and then an awkward pause and then a little chit chat about family and the whether and little more of awkward pause and then some old conversation of memories we made, then that talk reaches to a point of no return.

-We choose same group of friends as our madness deserves

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I feel they need to be listened
I'm an emotional sponge
But when I feel I should stop giving attention
I do that real good too..

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I don't remember you exist
In this unbrethen heart of mine
It's like I don't know you
Who you are, where are you from!
I forget you most of the time
You! Yes you.
You take all of me
Yet I don't even remember you
And strangely in all the twisted ways,
You and only you are the one I see
Its feels like I waited and longed for you in melancholy
I close my eyes and it's you
I feel you existed in me
Forever so, as long as I know
You were in me
I seem to question what love can be?
Like you it seems to be, inseparable from me just mixed together like water
Somehow I see you is me
That's why you never cross my mind
all I do for you, is I do for me
Self love is the greatest of all, they say
And I love the you in me
And I love the you in me

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I feel like I own October
Its my month to live
For you gave me life
To this tiny little seed
October! Oh! October
Let love and grace be there
This blissful month making me older-
by a year
The fallen leaves though promising a new tomorrow
Just like that, I hope I grow
making me wiser and kinder than before.

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People believe you only when you are dead.
Before that you are either overreacting or overacting.

Sad truth but truth

Still reeling from Sushant Singh's tragic death.

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and the mind starts to talk
stop it, breathe a little
call a friend, talk to someone
take a little walk
your failures is a building block
Of what heights you can achieve
don't give up yet

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The truth is people cant take truth anymore
They only want sugar coated words
When you give honest reviews they think it's weird
Then they start back lashing at you
when people don't deserve your attention only thing you do is
Ignore them,your mental peace is better than their bitterness
And yes stop speaking the truth, rather keep quiet than give honest reviews.
***Om namah shivai***

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After this I end my writing, my ghost my demon has got the better of me. Seeing others win battles of the mind feels good, but seeing other lose makes me lose too. My motive here want getting all the fans and followings , I write for myself and I needed no approval for it.

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