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She was soaring high, up and above  in the sky.  Just then, the bitter failure, envious of her glitter, of her sparkle and shine, tip-toed in her life.  Stealing away the light, darkness conquered her bright days, breaking her into smithereens and shattering the dreams she had to chase.
The time was no less than a nerve-racking nightmare. Thousands of quandaries flitted through  the labyrinth of her mind.  And the world, unfortunately was blind to see the chaos she had turned into. With misted eyes and heart clad in abysmal despair she had nowhere to go, since the path to victory seemed to disappear.
For people around, she was the talk of the town. Behind their concerns, opinions and help was a hidden taunt.  They laughed and mocked her, they kicked and pushed her, draining every drop of composure, merely left in her.
Confinement embraced her and solitude gifted her the love  of words, which strengthened overtime.  Books and writing became bliss to her. Broken she was, now mended she…


I opened my eyes and all I could see was water around me. I tried to hold my breath, but I gave up and could feel the water gushing down inside me. My heart ached and my chest was heavy but still, no desperation to breathe air gripped me since, I had lost the desire to live. Just laying there, embracing death, I was leaving behind the problems and troubles YOU gave me.
As I sank deeper into an obscure world, my mind raced through the painful moments- the moment I realised your hatred for me and the moment you crushed me just like people who walk away, stepping on a beautiful flower and never bothering to look back. I was soaring high but, you pulled me down. You thrusted failures and sorrows on me but, never gave me a reason. At last, I was tired and decided to part ways with you.
I did not live at peace so, I was glad to at least die at peace. There was no one; just me and the waves, stealing my breaths gradually. But, suddenly I felt a strong force pushing me up, forcing me to live…


Before I start, let me confess that as soon as I completed this book, I could not wait to spread the beautiful message this little piece of treasure holds for you! So, here I am, writing and sharing what I collected during this treasure trove.

We all have dreams; dreams that are sometimes, totally different from what life we are living today, dreams that have the power to change our course of life in a snap of our finger, but only if we have courage to listen to them. We all witness the pain when God strokes the canvas of our life with different shades of failure; failure of love or failure of career but we can make a beautiful painting out of it only if we have courage to start again.

This is the story of Shaurya, a CA student who dreams of becoming a filmmaker. He has courage to go to railway station but not enough to board a train which will take him closer to his dreams. Even the thought of leaving his parents and their dream to pursue his, flinches him. So, he has accepted to li…


"This poem is what success has to say to all those who don't get it even after trying hard."
"With darkest of days, With nastiest of pain, I filled your life  just to gauge your love for me. But, your desire to touch me, feel me and taste me was unwavering. I was far away, not easy to reach  but, you still searched for me and your aplomb was never reduced to zilch. ∽∽∽ I saw tears dripping from your eyes. Eyes, that also stared hard at fear. I felt your broken heart. Heart, that had fissures only for valour to seep in. I heard your whimpers when you fell, only to rise again. You had unflinching love for me and so, At last, I had to come. ∽∽∽ I came in your life to change it; for good, to make it more daring, more riveting. But, you exulted in your victory. You lost warmth towards world and found arrogance in you.  You missed that I came but, I could  also leave you. ∽∽∽ Still, I gave you chance to hold me tight. To not let me leave. But, you became too complacent to  …


Escape within yourself sometimes,
leaving behind your love and care
 for heartless people
your promises and commitments for selfish world.
To discover, explore and unveil your forte
Run away within yourself sometimes.

Cry your eyes out sometimes.
For tears are invincible and obstinate.
If not gushed out, they make hearts heavy and eyes misty.
Have bouts of laughter sometimes,
to scare away the impediments of your life
Bottled-up emotions are malicious always. So,
Let the feelings flow sometimes.

Fall hard and taste failure sometimes.
Bitter it may be, but a great pedagogue it is.
Teaching and chiding you along the way,
it will hold your hand
till the threshold of success. So, you just have to
Rise always and fall sometimes. 


Screaming and squirming, he was born to the couple. Couple, they were for the world. Foes, they were to each other. Every other day, they slipped into a scuffle which sometimes lasted for whole day while the new born slept peacefully, incognizant of his mother's weeping. 
Some years passed and at the age of nine, the child's world was bliss to him with ecstasy all around. But, his parents flummoxed him because there relationship was still a blend of arguments and misunderstandings. While they fought, he just stood there, observing his father berating his mother, who just wailed all night. The reason of their contempt was beyond his understanding. But, a broad smile on his mother's face back in the morning would make him believe that everything was normal. 
The family waded through another ten years. Nothing changed except their ages. Their son touched maturity and understood what he did not as an immature. But, surprisingly, he was not bothered at all. To see his father s…


I smile widely and my eyes gleam,  every time I see you, lying on my shelf.
You will stay with me forever, holding my hand it seems,
Unlike humans.
 Deceitful they are, clever they are.
They come and go,
like a flickering light
breaking hearts and promises once made.
But, I know, you are here to keep up my might.
As I skim through your pages,
I embrace you tightly to never let you go.
You are a pot teeming with words.
Wise and beautiful words
that flow within me and are engraved in my heart.
But, so different are humans from you.
Their words so hideous, so harsh.
Every time my watch points towards painful hours,
you lift me up with exemplary ideas.
My happiness doubles and my sorrows are halved around you.
Through all the vicissitudes of my life,
I find your shadow lingering behind.
But, my failures are success to humans
and my ecstasy, enviable to them.
So different are humans from you, dear books
and that is why, I will keep on loving you
till the end,
my dearest best frie…