It’s not a character flaw. That is what I was told by a former friend. There I stood, at the threshold of life and death, a decision was to be made. I had all my medication bottles...

That last day with you,the sunset in your eyes,a moment so delicate,like a candle in the wind.Though the candle flamesbehind your eyes had beenpinched by the ice-coldfingers of death.A candle in the darkness,the flamelight of your formlessspirit. We all...

खुद ही डूबता रहा हूँ इस मन की गागर मेकभी किनारे पर बैठ कर देखने की फुर्सत ही ना मिली।