You as a habit are stronger than I thought!

Now when it’s all over and I wake up alone

I go to fetch some coffee as usual, at six

I don’t like it, it tastes different today

Should I call and ask you how many spoons of sugar you used to mix?

I can’t right? Because I am made to know that you are gone?

So I get ready to go to work, but I don’t see any car outside

You taught me that taxis were not for us

And now who is going to give me a ride?

I somehow reach office on foot

You as a habit are stronger than I thought

But now how do I concentrate on work

When there is no coffee packed in my coffee pot?

So I fetch some of it from the canteen

It tastes bitter; I guess it was made to exactly match my mood

I leave it on the table and forget about it

What had to be done with your memories, I guess I understood.

I pack my bag, the empty flask

Then walk myself to the now-empty place 

I wonder if I was in love with you

Or it’s your coffee that I can’t replace?

I thought we would last longer

Longer as in till the Sun ran out of its light

We still had to finish that list, remember?

The one which we started that night?

It looks quite simple as I write about it

But it’s actually very hard to go through

I am planning to cut the coffee tonight

Like beans on the ground, all my parts you have strewed.

So I am planning to brew some coffee while asleep

I wonder if I have still got that fire burning in my heart

If not me, it will definitely know my taste

If not it, who will join back my parts?

So when I wake up tomorrow, as usual by six

I will know the proportions by heart

Though now I have decided to reach office on foot, it’s good for health!

Few people and habits just leave you smart!

few things just happen to give you memories! :D

They were sitting on the corner with water clean

one colored red and one was green

On whose right lay an orange too

juicy till the brim, there was one in blue.

Walking with sleepy eyes I stumbled on the one in white

suddenly the room thundered, but with no light!

The then sisters in peace were now sisters in crime

altogether they fell down in a line!

The juice was all over me, I was bathing at mid-night

there was only limitless water in my sight

My mom called out from the other room,

“I heard some sound, are you fine?”

Dumbstruck, I started rushing for the wiper

while the floor began to shine.


what your fears ask from you and what you should do to them

Life was stumbling on big and small stones when his fears spoke out to him,


dare not you take a risk, or you might lose

dare not you invent something new and go against the laws

dare not turn on the lights, or they might see your flaws

dare not you ask for a favour, or they might let you down

you are not a writer, you can’t possibly dare to make a verb sound like a noun.

dare not you rest, or you might be left behind!

dare not you try, or you might fail

dare not you speak, or you might err

dare not you love, or they might leave

dare not you cry, or they might consider you weak

dare not you bend, or it might disrupt your pride

dare not you ask, or they might deny

dare not you demand for an explanation, or they might end the ties

dare not you breathe, or you might end up alive!

fears always speak the language of fear,

so if you heart asks you to take a chance and you mind is in a dilemma or at least begins to rethink on it, take it!

Because only if you dare

You can call it a life!

you’ll know what’s there on the other side for you only if you dare to look.


Good luck with it!🙂


I fall to the sky and each time I fall higher!

The land is drying

though it rains everyday

the night is dark

though its full moon today.

The wind was quiet

rare of its normal self

it touched me and it touched me not

we fell in love and then we fought!

The cries were loud

though just in the mind

what if we could alter things

or just rewind?

I fall to the sky

gravity never loved me enough

though the wind is always by my side

brushing against me, making me tough.

Here it rains so often

that all the leaves fall

the branches bend

and the earthworms crawl.

But I go on,

with the wind on my side

with all my doors open

nothing to hide.

Occassionaly the abundant space

suffocates my inward eye

that’s when I listen to my heart

atleast I give it a try.

It lets out words

that make me lighter

the words show me the sky

with the stars shining brighter!

The words gives me a hand

and suddenly the moon seems so nigher!

I let go and fall to the sky

each time falling higher!


“hahaha look at him there is a fountain over his head” ;)


Coming from Varanasi which is situated in the northern part of India, I landed up in Chennai for pursuing my college.

This big city belongs to the southern part of India. Receiving a huge amount of solar radiation throughout the year, this city is always hot. But the breeze coordinations are great here, with the sea breeze cooling the city after around six in the evening.

But sometimes, the city surprises its inhabitants with showers.

Rainfall at its maximum, last time it rained like that and the city was flooded! This time the forecast was for a smaller amount of rainfall as compared to the previous time. We took it lightly.

My mom, my sister and me went for shopping to a place about 30 kilometers from home. That place is worth the travel and above all, the people there speak our language, eat the kind of food we eat and wear the kind of clothes we do. In the main city, people speak in their regional language, which is Tamil, whereas, we in the north speak in Hindi. But this place called Saukarpet has everything of our taste.

It was already 7:30p.m and we still hadn’t took a bus home. The sky had turned dark and night was fast descending.

Mum- “lets take an auto and go home, lets not wait for the bus.”

Me- “no it’s going to charge a big sum it’s better we take the public transport.”

No one said anything in opposition. We sat in the bus numbered 20B, which travels straight to our house.


In Chennai the buses have four rows, two on the left and two on the right. The left ones are reserved for women and the right one for men. But actually the right ones can be occupied by anyone but the left ones are exclusively for women. So if there are 4 guys standing without a seat and there is a place to sit in the left row, mostly they will keep on standing.

We three got on the bus, it was yet to start. After my mum sat down, the left rows were all occupied so I and my sister took two seats on the right side of the bus.

After two stops, an uncle came from the last row and asked if we both could move to his seat. My sister immediately said no because she never liked the last row and so did I!

sister- “it’ s very hot, there is no air at the back! i am sorry!” 

That uncle went back to his seat.

After a few minutes, it began to rain. Everyone started shutting their windows. We didn’t shut because that’s what we had told that man, that we needed air!

Later when the raindrops started falling more fiercely and even we had to pull down the glasses.

Suddenly the roof started leaking on the man sitting in front of me! Last time I had seen, he was happily passing his time playing games on his phone, but now he couldn’t use his phone too!

my sister – “hahaha look at him there is a fountain over his head”😉

me- “it’s wrong, we shouldn’t make fun of him!”

But looking at her face and how playful she found the situation, I started laughing too!

AND the next thing I felt was, a fountain over my head!

It started leaking on my side too. The water would take turns. When it leaked on the front seat, I was safe. But suddenly it would shift its course to me and that man would relax for a while.

The bus was full even with no place to stand. I called my mum and told her that it was raining on my seat at the back. Three rows of people who were standing between the left and the right rows blocked our contact and she kept asking me to take my sister and go to her seat.

Every now and then we would sneak a peek at that man who wanted to exchange seats with us! How happy he must be now seeing us suffer!

My right leg was completely wet and now there was a new fountain showering on my shoulders and my back!

Suddenly it started leaking in the middle too and my sister also started get wet. Seeing two small girls suffer, a man gave us a plastic bag and we started collecting water in that.

My sister and I shared a laugh when she said,” never had I done water harvesting so seriously! this is epic! i should be rewarded for saving the rain water by the government who buid these buses!”

Oh she never liked travelling by buses. We move the plastic bag all around, sometimes to my right, sometimes to my back and the other times to my left. We would move it and we would laugh so much!😀

At a point it was unbearable and we saw a chance and went to our mother.

me- “let’s get down on the next stop and take an auto. I can’t take it anymore!”

Next moment we were in an auto. The sky was darker now with the roads filled with water. We reached home in about 25 minutes and told the whole story to our mother and grandparents! Everyone laughed, including us!

If only we had exchanged our seat with that man, this post wouldn’t be here on my wall.🙂

Everything happens for a reason! Life is full of experiences, all we need to do is, laugh it all out! : D