Hard,isn’t it?

Sometimes all you can do is,

keep that secret wish in the furtive chambers of your heart,

Albeit,its fulfilment would be a divine blessing,

Its utterance would be suicidal.


I love it.🙈

And i love it,

When he looks at me,

while i try to supress a moan

my body heating up,and heartbeat racing

getting aroused by his actions and words

And he laughs,
my torturous,bad boy

But i ignore his laughter
And let my sensations flow

His laughter suddenly changes into
a serious,hot expression

something sexy,incredibly sexy.

And he then tries to seduce me more

and also,

allows his sensations to take grip of his mind and heart,body ofcourse.

And then,

After a few moments,i smile,

and my smile turns into laughter!

he laughs too,we laugh together for a bit and look at each other for a moment before continuing…

Oh,i love it.

Just a description,of HIM! 🙈😍

Okay,so let me try to paint with the hues of my words,the enchanting face of the most handsome man of this world.Well,to be true,who ever existed in the history of mankind.

His hair

Oh that immaculate hair,with a little curly touch,and that hot hairstyle.Short on the sides and longer in the middle of his head.Nothing like those stupid spiky haired buffoons and everything like a stylish yet decent gentleman.

His forehead

Broad and smooth,which gets wrinkled when he raises his eyebrows and poses for a picture.

His eyebrows

Well,he has bushy eyebrows that are upraised at the edges,giving him a bodacious look.Eyebrows can be seductive! Dont believe me? Go and lay your eyes on this man,and you’ll know.

His eyes

I would present him with the “most beautiful eyes” award ! He possess not-so-big,adorable-lovely pair of eyes.Those eyes,ever so serene,they reflect calmness.They’re the colour of dark,black,cloudless night sky with a star or two,shimmering and glittering when he’s exhilerated.They’re very loyal to their master,i’d say,not giving away anything,enigmatic to be precise.Right eye,a little smaller than its twin on the left,and those cute but faint eyebags under his eyes make him look perfect in his imperfections.

His nose

He has an adorable nose,rounded at the tip,not sharp nor pointed.It looks more like a baby’s closed fist.Just cute and er,Prominent.

His cheeks

Partly veiled with his sexy stubble,they’re milky white.Rather bulging,with those torcherously cute dimples,which are otherwise called a genetic defect,i’d say they have a mesmerising effect,rendering him more cute than he’d otherwise be.

His lips

Those sensual lips,they’re pale pink…The upper lip being thinner and the lower one is larger and fuller.They’re captivating and just one look at them teleports me into some other world,making my thoughts go wild,the world around me blurs and i fantasize incessently about touching his lips,and brushing my lips against his,tenderly.Call me shameless but i really want to kiss him,hard.

His stubble

What cherry is to cake,stubble is to his face.It makes him look all the more masculine and attractive.I totally love that facial hair of his.A little hair above his upper lip,growing denser at the edges. And a little around his chin and jawline.Oh,and also slight hair just under his lower lip.Soft cheeks and rugged stubble reflect the buoyant boy and the chivalrous man inside him.

And to add to his beauty,his face is studded with two little black moles near the edges of his lips on the left side of his face,one above and the other below his lips.They’re like the finishing touches an artist gives before presenting his masterpiece.

Ah,well i can keep writing about how beautiful this man is.After reading what i have written deacribing his face,i realized how badly i’ve failed in accurately expressing how attractive he is.

Perhaps another look at his picture would help me to illustrate his overwhelmingly good looks with more veracity or maybe it would take an eternity to do so!

A stolen “Handkiss”


They were at a wedding,not actually though

They were in the parking lot of the wedding palace

in a car

Who came to attend the wedding?

The love birds were there just to see each other

She was looking here and there


that someone might see them

And also,stealing glances at him,

his beautiful face,shining in the moonlight.

She was clinging onto his hand

Their fingers intertwined

She never,

never wanted to let go off his hand.

Suddenly,she felt something warm

and moist

on her hand

She turned,to lay her eyes

at the loveliest thing

that had ever happened to her.

His head was bent,

his beautiful lips were touching her hand

Her heartbeat grew faster

Or perhaps,came to a standstill?

She couldn’t fathom!

What a thief he was

who stole her heart

and now

a kiss,a stolen handkiss!

Happy Mothers Day! 😊


Mother.Just by reading this word our hearts start brimming with love and care.

Mother.She is innately the person we love the most.Loving her unconditionally is the inherent instinct of our heart.

Mother.She has the most eminent position in our hearts and lives.

Mother.She is the source of our life.We owe our everything to her.SHE brought us into this world.Can we ever thank her enough?

Mother.She is the person who loves us the most,THE MOST.And this fact is beyond suspicion.

Mother.Her happiness lies in our happiness.I smile-mom smiles,i cry-mom cries,i laugh-mom laughs and mom exists,therefore i exist.

Mother.She cares about everything,EVERY DAMN THING.Be it food,study,friends,heartbreaks,sleep and every other thing you can think of,she cares about everything.

Mother.She is the living,palpable God.


A very Happy Mothers Day to the mothers of all my mates here.

Our moms are THE BEST,are’nt they?😉

What can i write more about the beauty of mothers,what have the poets,shayars,artists,writers left out?

Actually,all of them tried their best to describe “Maa ka Dil” but no one ever pertinently described what a mother is.And no one ever can,i would say.

I just cannot fathom,how does her heart emit this immeasurable love and care.

Her voice is the loveliest

Her hugs are the tightest

Her kisses are the sweetest

Her face is the prettiest

Her care is the truest

Her love is the purest.

I love my mom.😊

Pratishtha 🙂



I am captivated by the aura of nights.
The sombre surroundings with an ambience of serenity.
Oh! What a bliss.
The darkness of the night allows my mind to contemplate on the luminous side of my life.
Oh no,night does not bring along negative thoughts.It dispenses our minds with the calmness required to reflect on our lives,to introspect.
There is something beautifully cryptic about the night,the silence…the silence makes my heart glow.
In this world of unnecessary rattles,the silence is overwhelming.Trust me.
How much i love these noise-free hours.Not to mention a bark or two of the stray dogs outside.
No loud horns,no screams,no shouts,no hogwash…Just tranquility.
Night is the ideal time,
To think
To study
To make love.
Isn’t it?
Did i just forget to speak of the moon?
How can I?
The moon.
It is the insignia of purity,of tranquility,of calmness.
The moon,it steals light from the sun to brighten up the world while a lover steals glances at the moon furtively,trying to visualize the enchanting face of his sweetheart in it.
The twinking stars are the mesmerizing ornaments of the dark night sky.
When the little me tried to count these ornaments,she failed.These are infinite,she thought.
The sky must be very rich,she said.Her childish sense of humor making everyone go “aww”.
The night is my favorite time of the day,which is yours?
*I love you,dear night,I murmur.*
*I love you too,night whispers.*

Pratishtha 🙂