बारीश और तुम #२

कल रातकी बारिश कुछ बूंदे छोड गयी है, वहा खिडकीकी चौखटपर , मेरी कलाई की घडी मे फसी तुम्हारे कुर्तेके कुछ रेशमी धागों जैसी। मेरे कंधेपे सर रखकर अपनी उँगलिसे मेरे सिनेपे तुमने जो लिखे थे, वो अल्फाज अपने नाजुक हाथोंमें समेटे, देखो वो पल घूम रहे है मेरे इर्दगिर्द। जालीम हवा झोका कुछ बुंदोंको... Continue Reading →

बारीश और तुम #१

A post shared by aditya (@adisjournal) on Jun 20, 2017 at 2:21am PDT हर पल जब असमान से कुछ बुंदे मेरे उपर गिरती है, दिल के किसीं कोनेसे तुम्हारी आवाज आती है। मेरा गिला बदन तुम्हारी यादोसे मेहेकता है, मानो महिनोसे झुलसे हुए मिट्टीपे पेहेली बारिश गिरी है। कभी बिजली कडकती है, और मै भी... Continue Reading →

Table for two

It’s 9-30 am, first Sunday of August. Hakuna Matata is a cozy little place on the busiest part of the town. It’s famous in the town for their delicious breakfasts and amazing coffee. Being early Sunday morning, streets are rather quiet. As luck would have it, it’s drizzling. Just like a year ago. Kishore is... Continue Reading →

Let me go

Sameer was trying to get the task done. He has been struggling with this particular task since last morning. He was about to lose his calm if he couldn't crack this in next half hour. This was a really unusual thing as he was popular for figuring out the quick solutions about the task which... Continue Reading →

Story about him, about her

This is the story about him, about her They found solace with life, running faster. They walked down to the park .., On the busiest street of New York! It was the starry night and a clear sky They laid on the grass without being coy! Air was dry, and breeze was cold, Hours just... Continue Reading →

Together and happy

It ended up being a long Friday at work. Rakesh was frustrated as he missed his date with his wife. They have been looking eagerly forward to it and planning to make it perfect. He cursed the most important client call for this and left for home. He had not seen Kavita so disappointed even... Continue Reading →

The Gift

Yeah, you guessed it right! It is really a very special day. That's the reason behind my dressed up avatar. Otherwise, I would have been sitting with bunch of others. But, Sumit came in yesterday. His arrival was announced by the ding of the small bell attached to the door. We paused our talking and... Continue Reading →

The Sticky

It's me, The Sticky, who is the reason behind keeping the bond of love and care between Neha and Sumedh strong. They can't even greet each other on weekdays. But I do it for them on their behalf. She brought me in this Flat No. 701 of Paradise apartments some 9 - 10 months back.... Continue Reading →

Muse

It was a pleasant morning. I was snuggled under the blanket on my bed. Though it was around 9 in the morning, my eyes refused to open. I heard the curtains open. I knew that she will wake me up soon. My senses were tingled by a fresh smell. She must have finished her bath.... Continue Reading →

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