शब्द
कुछ कह के जब में रुक गया शब्द अपने आप चल दिये दौड़े भागे और इठला के मचल दिये जब रोका मैंने उन्हें तो घबरा के भाग गये रुके मुस्कुराये और फिर हड़बड़ी में दौड़ गये फिर कभी सपने में आये बोले कब तक रोकेगा तू हमें आँख खुली तो मोति बन बिखर गये समेटने … Continue reading
Last Drop Of Alcohol
Did you ever listen to me? Did you? He says There he sits on the ground just before its time, Stares on his face, he notices the blankness Where was the concern dad? He says He counts the breath left Slowly extinguishing like a fading flame He closes his eyes Wake up! Wake up! … Continue reading
Imaginary Society
In an imaginary society I live, survive and breathe Yet the tear rolls down with unnoticed grief Hardly have I understood what the society is for Is it just to watch me burn or watch me bleed? Where is the religion they taught me about? I did hear of several kind But what about the … Continue reading
FACE OF STRANGER : CHAPTER 2 – Old Soul Heart
I searched her throughout the terminal but there was no sign, as if she ever existed. Running through the crowd, I was so afraid and kept thinking of what could have happened to her until I bumped to an old woman trying to carry her luggage and we fell on the ground. “Sorry, I am … Continue reading
An entry for “GET PUBLISHED CONTEST” – ( The Pain Of Separation)
Hey Guys, I heard that there is a short story contest going on IndiaBlogger. I just submitted one of my short story as an entry. I would love if you can go through the story and read it. Please Press “LIKE”, if you enjoy reading this entry. Here is the promotional link: Promotional link: http://www.indiblogger.in/getpublished/idea/478 Enjoy … Continue reading
When Heart Pops Out
Few Conversations pops your heart out and so here is the one that grabs my attention. Innocence and desperation plays hide and seek; love knocks on the door like never before. The eagerness to express holds me tight into the arms. 2:12 PM boy: good night , sleep tight , sooner or later, you would … Continue reading
Face of Stranger : Chapter 1 -The Face
I met her while I was flying from Berlin to London, the stranger with a face. She saw me the very moment I boarded the plane and walked down the aisle towards my seat. I sat next to her; no matter how hard I tried, I could not resist noticing the pretty face. I smiled and … Continue reading
Akhand Singh 