I read it somewhere that fireflies speak in flashes of light.Each, perfectly timed.The male glows every five seconds, and the female waits 2.5 seconds to reply.Made me wonder.Isn’t love—the whole maddening thing—also just a matter of timing?We forget, it’s not always about feeling the same, but feeling it at the same time.What if you blink… Continue reading

For my brother You are younger, but every time, you ended up teaching me something bigger; showing me how to see the world differently.Softer, slower, with more breaths than answers.We grew up inside stories.Books, films, shows, fading credits, a thousand lifetimes we lived without leaving the room.Because somehow, the worlds we imagined, the universes we… Continue reading

For Leo, the gentlest soul I’ve ever known! I’ve left the door unlocked, but not open.Just in case your paws remember the way back.Because hope, hope still lives here.Quietly.Like dust on your old leash. Like sunlight falling on the empty spot by the door where you used to wait; tail curled, eyes wide, wearing joy… Continue reading

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