If you forget me, then let it be thorough.Let it be like pulling petals off the last flower I ever gifted you.Not a single one spared to press between your pages.Forget how my voice once sounded like home on days when you couldn’t find one.Forget the soft chair of my attention, how you sank into… Continue reading

I miss you, Papa! ​​April, with its polite sky and blooming lies, returns each year like a guestI never invite, but always prepare for…It walks in like it owns the place.It hangs its coat next to my sorrow, makes itself at home and whispers,”Remember?”I do.I remember everything.How love was the only language you ever needed!You… Continue reading

For mom If love had a voice, it would sound like her. Like the first spoonful of warm soup when my throat aches, like my name said softly after a day that broke me… just a little too much.She is the ocean I learned to float in, the lighthouse I looked for when storms taught… Continue reading

For Mr. Stardust If the universe asks me to explain love, I will hand it your name.I’ll be honest, I’ve never been great with definitions.But I know what love feels like, because I’ve been coming home to it every day since I met you. They say the odds of finding someone who understands your silence,… Continue reading

For Papa Memory is a room I can’t leave.The walls echo with your laughter, soft and familiar,but the silence that follows is deafening. Life is moving forward, even without you.The world’s spinning, the calendar changes, the sun still rises, people laugh, take photos, toast champagne.Things are happening.I am living… but ain’t alive! Every day, I… Continue reading

Hafto pehle se client briefs aur meetings main jutt jaate hain Chai ki chuskiya lete ideas ke bulb ko jalate hain Aur kuch iss tarah Diwali, Agency main manate hain… Daudte bhaagte bas ek design approval ki hod main lag jaate hain Kyunki campaign ki deadline ko hum kaha hi rok paate hain Aur iss… Continue reading

If love had a scent, it would smell like you.Like your warm skin laced with cologne.Your soft lips and generous pecks,reminding me of sun-kissed beaches and morning dew.Like your ruffled, damp hair after the shower;and the coffee cup you left uncovered on the table.Like your morning cuddles, kisses, and laughter;and the warmth of your arms… Continue reading

Your heart sings a song,Happy as the day is long.Every verse, so gloriously familiar,A resounding melody melting my heart cavalier.I hear the music travel along,Knowing this is where I belong!- Neha Sharma Continue reading

I spoke to you last night, of things that make you go quiet, that stir your soul with delight, the fears and misgivings that make you hide from sight, the mysteries that keep you up through the night, the raging fire of untapped emotions, you long to ignite. I listen to you as you summarize,… Continue reading