One half of me is a hopeless romantic. The other half is well… just realistic.

He had never smoked but then had he ever loved? Life made him love and love made him smoke.

Her features were dainty, her small slender wrists climbed up to become the delicate shoulders that beckoned him. Her skin was like peach-tinted cream and he need not have touched her to experience the melting...

Beauty is the only human aspect which cannot be captured on any canvas howsoever hard an artist tries. At the most, the undaunted artist can replicate the beauty on paper but what is a replica...

All the good times evaporated like naphtha, the moment some air of misconceptions touched it.

He got up slowly, not bothering to curse himself for forgetting the stop where he had to disembark. He was not used to leaving things behind; he wondered how the bus stop escaped.

Politics is clearly a not so happening topic in our young blood. I could clearly see many students yawning. Some might have been discussing the new Shakira video amongst themselves, the one shown on MTV...

One of the symptoms of having a broken-heart is the fact that even ghosts will give up on the hope of scaring you as you have already lived through your worst fear.

Rahul had wondered how someone could love their beloved so much that their dedication to them became one of the wonders of the world.

Whenever the cloud of ego threatens to engulf me, I remind myself of my roots. It helps keeping my feet on the ground.

It was as if the rare joy that had formed in my heart was replaced by a pale shadow threatening to engulf me at that very moment. Victory didn’t matter now. She did!

Her melodious laughter sounded like the distant tinkling of soft bells and he stored the sound in her temple- his heart.

Love never comes with a brochure of rules and regulations, a prospectus with guides of what is acceptable and what is abominable. It’s a standard to follow your heart, and that’s what I did and...

Fate, they say, fate- the clay that molds the events of your life, and it was the same fate that had thrown the stone of her heart on the building of his expectations. But then...

She turned around to look at me with her enchanting gaze that further pierced my heart; a look I would never forget and I would retain till perpetuity and think of it always whenever she...

Lying on her cushiony lap, I gaze into the upside down world. I see my dreams in her eyes.

Seeing her cry still made me feel the same way it did earlier.

I want to be the ‘WHY’ behind your happiness.

There is no home as comfortable as your father’s arms and no bed as soft as your mother’s lap.

In that one moment, I wrapped a thousand others. A lifetime of joy, sorrow, laughter, frowns, smiles, tears… life!

There is not much left to see in this world if one sees her once.

Love, he told himself, was open to interpretation like any other abstract indulgence but followed the same principles everywhere, irrespective of everything else. One, either won or lost in love, there was no bridge in...

He did not have anything on him except her thoughts, except the good times he had once shared and the bad times he so desperately wanted to forget.

I wonder if I could take back every ‘I love you’ ever said to you, would I do it?

If I had a choice, I wouldn’t be here… I wouldn’t be anywhere.

It was strange even after suffering from fate, a person in love would choose the same fate over his life.

Perhaps that is the real surprise of love; it exists, but one may not attribute causes and effects to it. The existence may appear to be a mere fallacy to the minds of some, and...

She flooded my thoughts. I drowned in peace.

Walking alone is not difficult but when we have walked a mile worth a thousand years with someone then coming back alone is what is difficult.

Imtihaan yeh kaisa humari zindagani mein,Woh bheeg rahi hai aag meinAur main jal raha hun paani mein.

A lie that could help someone focus on his life was better than a hundred simple truths.

That’s what I’m trying, sir… getting my life.

Her fragrance blew him off and his body followed steps he had never learnt in his life.

There is beauty within each one of us. It just takes the right person to spot it.

Silence has its own language and in that silence he found words within himself; words for her, words for him and words for them.

Love?’ he asked himself, giving no sense of recognition for that word in the dictionary of his mind. It was the only battle he had lost in life, the only thing that had been snatched...

Eye contact is way more intimate than words will ever be.

Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you’d clicked ‘Send’.

We are all searching for someone whose demons play well with ours.

Remember, someone, somewhere in some corner of this somewhat big world, is out there crying if you’re unhappy and is happy if you are! And you know who that someone is!

Grief embraced him and welcomed him back, showering tears upon his arrival.

The growth of my love story had been gradual but my success had always existed and both coupled together formed a deadly combination that was detrimental to our love. I wanted people to love me....

People don’t change, they come closer and closer to who they really are.

Love me, even if it’s a lie. Leave me yet never say goodbye.

It’s love when someone can touch you without using their hands.

Rahul did not realise the fluttering of the pigeons that so often disturbed everyone in the lab, by darting in and out of the ventilators. He did not realise the long, loud bell that went...

Sometimes your eyes are not the only place the tears fall from.

Some people are going to leave, but that’s not the end of your story. That’s the end of their part in your story.

Lie beside me, oh my beloved! For thy thorns are more pleasurable than the petals of the world.Hold me in thy arms of hope, for the truth of separation can rest tonight.

Not watching the path where his legs took him, he walked on because he knew he had to walk ahead, leaving his past behind.