Faculty of Arts, University of Delhi Every empty chair in an empty corridor has a story to tell. When two such chairs come face to face, they share something much more than mere shadows. They converse. They bloom into verses of passion. Of beauty. And then, the feeling that emptiness is not alone envelopes you. This feeling is...
Unche-chote imaaraton mein qaid kayi khidkiyaan hain. Kuch khamosh, kuch bolti... Kuch gumsum, kuch khushnumaa. In khidkiyon ke peeche zindagi saans leti hai... Anucreative - Anukriti Sharma Photography Maine Bombay ki Simti-uljhi galiyon mein, Aksar kayi khidkiyan dekhi hain. Kabhi khuli to kabhi band, Kabhi andhere mein lipti To kabhi chaand si roshan... Anucreative - Anukriti Sharma Photography...
Old books can transport you into a world of memoriesAnukriti Sharma @ Walterre, Dehradun It is strange how little things remind you of your loved ones. A forgotten rose found pressed in the pages of a book--the fragrance is lost and so is the relationship. A self-painted card given by a long lost friend, hidden in a stack...
Love is just one word, but she wrote letters for she had so much more to say. The vermilion sun played hide-and-seek behind silhouettes of leafless trees and covered the obscure multi-storey buildings in a canopy of dusk. Blotches of neon lights slowly appeared, twinkling in the far distance like glow-worms. I sat by myself looking outside the...
She seems lost in the alleys of an old European town. Ashen and asymmetrical, abandoned buildings cover the place. Every lane is the same...the same grey colour. Smoke fills the air... An ocean roars in the distance... blurred to her vision yet as grey as the buildings. The dark, desolate alleys speak of doom and destruction. The city...
Chaand meri chaukhat pe nange paon khada hai, Aasmaani jharokhe se chupa kar, Ghar ke andhere kamron ke liye Mutthi bhar roshni le aaya hai. Rangeen tasveeron mein qaid kisse, Aur lifafon me mein chippi kavitaayein Ghazalon ki tarah aaj bhi mere ghar ke, Khaamosh konon mein goonjti hain. Rozbaroz jab khud ko thapthapa ke Sone ki nakaam koshish...
Wom - Women Ba - soul (Egyptian mythology) I - the nominative singular pronoun, used by a speaker in referring to himself or herself Wom-Ba-I: Women are the soul of Mumbai A world without women would be like a body without a soul. Human beings were created to coexist in mutual harmony. Humanity CANNOT survive without either men...
In India violence against women is endemic. Time and again, the overlords of patriarchy have drawn lakshman rekhas and forcefully shackled our lives by denying us basic rights. But we women are not merely puppets that can tied to a string and be played around with. We are as human as men are. We too have dreams and aspirations....
A twenty-something editor (narrator) finds a job in a well-known publishing house and shifts from a small town to Delhi. The emptiness of living alone in a big city and a series of failed relationships, leave her with little faith in love. A loner with hardly any real friends in the virtual world of Facebook and Twitter, she...
