Two and a half steps

two and a half steps

Taking two and a half steps,
Placing an order for donuts,
I fell for the girl at the cash counter;
Smiling at me, looking into my eyes locking the stare,
She tore the bill from the machine,
And as I started surfing in the wave of thoughts
Of how she would –
Wake me up with that smile,
And make my day with that smile,
Hug me tight as I come back home,
And kiss me to sleep with that smile –
Her phone rang with, “Husband” calling
And she answered it quick, with that smile

Turning back from the counter
Thinking probably it’s not my day,
Smiling at my bag of donuts,
I started walking away

Two and a half steps
And I fell for this girl walking towards a table
She was struggling with her bags,
Blonde hair
flying at the mercy of the air,
Our eyes met around the aisle
Just for a second or two, but it seemed like a while
And as she passed by me, she pushed a smile,
Turning back to look at her
I started surfing in those waves again,
I thought how she’d make me breakfast everyday,
maybe even cupcakes and milkshakes in month of May,
and how we’ll snuggle and cuddle and sleep in spoon
in the diamond-lit sky of the dark new moon,
and how she’d kiss, a sip of the coffee and a sip of me
I thought of how our lives would be,
She placed the bags at the table and kissed that guy,
I fell from that imaginary surf board as the wave passed by

I shrugged and sighed and slid a smile,
And walked outta the door, following that aisle,
Thought I’d just float for a while in that lull of pain,
Two and half steps,
And guess what –
A wave…
A wave hit me again!


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Posted by on March 11, 2017 in Poems




On a sunny Saturday
Besides her sydney silky,
Between the sunlight sliding through
her smooth long gorgeous hair
Bouncing off Mumma’s given silver earrings,

She sits,
waiting for the one fluent in silence


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Posted by on December 3, 2016 in Poems


Have you ever watched someone?


Have you ever watched someone?
Someone who didn’t know that you were watching –
A six month old child playing with with the drapes
Or an old woman waiting for the bus
Maybe that guy who is rushing because he is late, always,
A bunch of kids peacefully playing under the shade of that tree…

When you watch someone as no one
and still feel that warmth,
a wave of calm runs down the back of your eyes, your neck, your back, through your hips
and calves to your toes,
and you just connect with that stranger, briefly,
as if you’ve always shared a bond with them

When you watch that close, from a distance
you see the real them,
their unsullied self,
their humanity

And that’s what, my darling, I fell in love with when I saw you
now how can this not be true?



Posted by on November 22, 2016 in Poems


Week 32: The One with Fancy Socks

A new semester begins in exactly 10 days. This would be my last semester at school. This would be the last semester of my whole academic life. I am not excited about “A new beginning”. But I want to change a lot of things about myself. And I have that long list in my head, so I won’t bug you with that one now, but if you want to talk about those and lend an ear, we can arrange for a green tea date. Yes, losing some weight tops that list!

To fight the boredom that’s accompanying me lately, I tried going out for shopping today. Yes, that level of desperation for doing something and that lame a decision! I got a few t-shirts and shorts for running. Right, I invested money for the activity that I am not even actively pursuing. But but but, the idea behind this is – *long pause, speaking slowly* if I have invested in running, I will finally start taking this activity seriously!

Apart from that, I also bought myself a few pairs of “Happy” socks and a sexy leather jacket. At least that girl on the subway thought it looks sexy. And seriously, those are Happy socks. Look!


Fancy socks have got my attention. I want all those weird fancy socks. Let me know if you find such a collection somewhere in New York.

Also, while walking back home I came across this bike.

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Weird, right? Why would someone paint his/her bike white! But I’d like to meet this person.

And I watched a short film this week – Interior Cafe Night. It’s a movie starring Naseeruddin Shah and Shernaz Patel. A brilliant story, that! Watch it, it’s on YouTube.

I just want school to start and so will my part time job. The only reason I want those two to start is, I’d be outdoor more than I am now. And that increases the possibility of bumping into someone on the street and falling in love with that someone. You see I got a point!

There’s always a point!

PS: I am still looking for a Salsa/Bachata partner.

PPS: I am going to be a part of the Volleyball team at NYU from next week for the semester, again. Yay! 😀


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Posted by on August 28, 2016 in Zindagy Weekly


Week 31: The One with 13 weeks in 31


Long time, eh? Exactly 94 days, but who is keeping a count any way!

Last Zindagy Weekly update was on 18th May. Why did I not write in last 13 weeks? I’d be lying if I mumbled “No idea”, but I will do exactly that. Last 13 weeks were good, really good. At least 12 of them were. Let’s just put it this way – I got to wear suits and enter a 42 storey glass building in the heart of New York city for work, for 10 weeks straight. The best thing about working at that place? People.

Also, at the moment, there is a damn cute girl right across my building, in her gallery. She is sipping coffee sitting on her cozy recliner.

Anyway let’s not digress. Yesterday I was damn bored. In fact, since last one week I am bored. Bored of doing nothing. Absolutely nothing. Watching 10 episodes of Narcos, 2 YouTube web-series and 7 movies does not count as work. This is the first time I am reluctant to travel without company. This is the first time I am hating not doing anything.

So if you have something I can help you with – something like walking your dog with you, sharing a pizza slice, cuddling (applicable only to female readers), helping you with some chore, giving you relationship advise (well, yes I am up for doing things I don’t know shit about) – ping me! You don’t have to pay me; a coffee is enough, unless the thing I am helping you with is – having coffee.

Also, I just saw outside the window and our eyes met. Fuck, this is getting serious!

I am going cycling right now for a while. Planning to start with HIIT routine from tomorrow. I have a feeling I’ll be writing a few poems too in the next couple of days. Probably will perform somewhere as well. Come if you can! Also, someone teach me how to play a guitar? And are you up for joining me to learn some dance form? Salsa, Tango, Bachata, anything!

PS: I am done with the break from writing. I plan to keep this space updated as usual, on weekly basis. No, I promise I will. Just that I won’t be updating it on Facebook.

PPS: I saw outside the window again. Her blonde hair are at the mercy of the wind. *In British accent* Oh bloody well, I feel I am in love, again!

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Posted by on August 20, 2016 in Zindagy Weekly




A part of you
A part of me
Apart off us, a part

A part of you
A part of me
A part of us, apart

Somewhere between then and now,
that happened


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Posted by on May 19, 2016 in Poems


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Week 30: The One with the Silvas

A lot of things happened this week!

I went for my first breakfast date. Yes, that is a thing! Had lovely food with awesome company at Cafe Henri, followed by walks around the waterfront across Manhattan skyline. Cafe Henri serves amazing breakfast!


Wednesday work shift ended at 7pm and I went to another date, this time with a girl from Mexico. I won’t tell you the first name but her surname is Silva. Yes, she is one of the Silvas I met this week. We had a coffee at the Top of the Rock – Rockefeller Center. That was my first time at one of the tallest towers of New York. The weather was perfect – neither too cold nor too hot. I learnt a bit of Spanish that night. Or well, let’s just say I can flirt in Spanish now.

That’s how NYC looked from the Top of the Rock that night.


I met amazing people at PH-D Rooftop Lounge. Spanish, Mexican, German, Ukrainian, Indian – all of them in one frame! This happens only in NYC.


The week ended on a high and I had final exams on Monday and Tuesday. Already got my first A at NYU this semester. Yay! 2 more grades to come in next couple of days.

NYU had Commencement ceremony today at Yankee stadium and Grad-Alley yesterday at Washington Square Park. Empire State was lit in Violet and White in honor of NYU’s 184th Commencement on 17th May, 2016. Have a look at this beauty –



And the most important thing of the past week –

I met Jason Silva.

He is another Silva I met this week. This man is awesome! I have been following his Shots of Awe since last couple of years now and I am amazed by his thoughts, the way he portrays and expresses them. His Shots of Awe videos leave me speechless almost every single time. He was walking down the streets of Manhattan. I was on a phone call when I saw him. I don’t know when I cut the call and just went to him –

“Jason Silva?”
“Yes” *smiles*
We talked for about 6-7 minutes. Now I saw Leonardo DiCaprio this week at Marquee and I did not take a picture with him, but this is Jason! How could I not! I can die in peace now, literally.


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PS: Exams have ended and I plan to resume with Poem for a Word. Try and stop by at Washington Square Park. And I am planning to join Handball clubs around the city. Let me know if you know of any.

PPS: It is Wednesday today and I am looking for a date for ball room at Bryant Park tonight. Who’s up!

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Posted by on May 18, 2016 in Zindagy Weekly