Tuesday, 13 November 2018

Pucker Up Darling

Red lips
black heels
suits and cuff-links
walking up and down
waking up n around
typing, typing
look up your damn screen
namaste, good morning
good god!
this life without a warning
live out of a locker
pucker up darling
oxfords shone
bun nets worn
smiling smiling
ignoring the mourning
look up
fuck
not this shift again.

Wednesday, 19 April 2017

Again.













We say it. 
Its so profane
Is it a feeling?
Or just an exclaim
It's no more pure
It's an lure
we are just wordless bore
We can't figure if it's real
We can't fight it either
We mean it
A strong compassion
Or just without passion
We mean or not
We say it to feel
Or just to reveal
Do we even trust
Or we are rusting machines
Hiding from the truth
Covered in  our insecurities
And I did it in vain
I LOVE YOU
I said it Again

Wednesday, 5 April 2017

Millennia love

We don't love. We like
We don't care.
We don't sacrifice
We want experience
Still we want material
We don't want emotions
We  don't want attachment
We have greed
We want it all
Still we don't want it all
We don't settle
We don't be mundane
We want to move
Still we can't move on
We want to live
We live in illusions
We love we
Still we don't lose reality
We don't adjust
We walk out.
We capture
Still we don't click
We break.
We fix
Still we are unbroken
We want support
Still we want space
We are confused
Still we have passion
We don't love. We like.

Friday, 13 January 2017

21st teen

Sitcom obsessed
We talk about sex
We like the speed
We love the sins
Booze is not a taboo
Coke is not on a drink
But we all know our inhibition
We all know our responsibilities
Among these unholy deeds
We curse n scream
We know that she bleeds
We know that he weeps
We are breaker of hypocrisy
U may not believe
We know what it means to live our dreams

Friday, 16 September 2016

MAJNU A TILLA: Mini Tibet in Dehli





This was my first visit to majnu ka tilla. This is not a place that is extraordinarily popular as some markets of Delhi. My experience of this place was surreal if i can say so without exaggerating.

The entrance is a through a gateway which leads to a thin lane which further divides in lanes.
The monestry is like the centre of the area and is one big courtyard which you will find with people selling tea and La phing; this is a dish made of starch, the vendors take one sheet of this puts salt, oil, garlic chutney which is a huge part of tibetian food as can be found in all the restaurants here, soybean granules a bowl of this just for 30 rupees . After having one bite of it you realize that this must be an absolute soul food in Tibet.

Then we headed to the monastery and which was  a calming and my not so often encounter with religious place. the monastery has a huge prayer wheel around 10 feet tall.





lamps at the entrance of monastery 



Then we headed further with our expedition and with every step in the lanes I felt more and more like a tourist in my own city.

There are so many charismatic places in Delhi one of the most diverse city of India currently the 9th civilization of its own. With every street having its own story and offering different experiences I had never felt like a tourist before in my own city.

I roamed about the streets ike a curious child with something new a every turn.The lanes are filled with shops selling incense sticks, teas, traditional clothes along with imported shoes, knock offs of various brands, shops selling gems and stones, silver jewelry, more shops selling la phing, momos stall, shops selling mantra streamers, true Tibetan ingredients.


Shop selling tibetan ingredient.







We sat down at Tee Dee which was suggested to us by the la phing lady. the place is a small eatery with tibetan and chinese food. The chair seats were covered with handloom fabrics giving it a rustic look. We ordered shablays that is a deep fried stuffed patty like samosa but filled with vegetables which is wonderfully flavoured with ginger.


The next thing we ordered was Devil's Momos these were steamed momos sauteed in chili garlic sauce the heat does justice to the name.
Tingmo is a steamed bread which has a texture as if a kulcha and bun had a baby. According to wikipedia stuffed tingmo is called momo so it's mother of momo??? (brain fart moment)
Chinar apple beer as easily found, this is a kashmiri frizzy apple juice totally refreshing and soothing along with the spice.

Tee Dee has an amazing over all vibe when you look down the window you see the tiny lanes and the place has soft music playing.The ambience is normal and the rates absolutely nominal. The service staff is friendly and they leave you alone with the menu and a notepad to write down your order. My friend bought it in my notice that it seems like a perfect date location with good food,good soft music over which making a conversation is not like yelling which happens in most of the place playing edm.


Majnu ka tilla will make you feel alienated from the hustle and bustle of Delhi despite being in the very centre. If the weather is pleasant or it just rained the place can be considered a hill station, apparently tibet is a hilly place and it's not just the tradition, culture or food that has tibetness in it but the entire area is so that is gives a different type of euphoria.

This is definitely a mini getaway place for me!








Friday, 18 March 2016

Camp Song Brook

In the arms of the himalayas, a camp in a valley near dehradun lays camp song brook. The name is appropriate the campsite is near the river.
Living in tents surrounded by nature can be absolutely amazing when you live in a concrete jungle.
With a few adventure sports and a natural lagoon to kill time.
Walks to the river in the afternoon and going to washrooms in groups because you are surrounded by dense forest. Going to the camp in a truck and having no cellular network and no electricity for hours.  These kind of experience are new for our generation for whom wifi is most important thing. 
With a trek to see calciamite cave to spending nights under the stars with your friends.
When we have no technology we talk to people around us and realise that there  are a lot of different people worth knowing and you come closer to people who you already knew. We discover that people can survive without knowing uno. In stormy nights we found out who actually cared and that the best way of not getting scared of ghost stories is listen music on the loudest.
We gain new acquaintance. We know how trippy dj lights can be and we discover another genre of music altogether. We discover tthat sleeping for 2 hours a day is enough to function normally and how good it is to breath non pollutant air.
In places like these we discover ourselves we have all the time in the world to introspect and we return happy to our concrete jungle.

Tuesday, 19 January 2016

Woodbox cafe

This cute little cafe in hudson lane is a must try.
With quirky decor which includes lamps made with playing cards, cutlery, multicoloured cloth.
The menu includes continental and affordable world cuisine
The most loveable thing was glasses made out of old alcohol bottle, Absolut vodka and Grey Gosse to be specific.
The food was good
Spaghetti and meatballs this was served with a tangy red sauce and gralic breads not the best in town but decent.
Chilli panner pizza this Chinese Italian fusion is definitely a hit the crust was thin and exceptionally crisp. Pieces of Chilli panner topped with chesse and green onions. Really good pizza a must try
The best was ferro rocher's shake. Chocolate milkshake with nuts and ferro rocher's it was like heaven on earth
Black current virgin mojito was also good.  These drinks were served in those glasses made out of vodka bottle
The overall experience was good. The service was okay and the prices pocket friendly. Quality and quantity both were take good care of.
Will I go there again?
Definitely.


Wednesday, 13 January 2016

Anoushka shankar live show


Hari prashad Chaurasiya, Vishwa Mohan Bhatt, Anoushka Shankar performed at Swami Haridas-Tansen sangeet nritya mahotsav.
This was a 4 day program and first of these classic shows of this year.
For someone who appreciate this genre of music and who loves sitting at a place and enjoying the soothing rhythm it would be a great weekend and was definitely for me
Today the auditorium was over-packed with maximum number of music lover as compared to the other days actually because it is a Sunday.
The host for the evening was Sadhna Shrivastav
This show goes back to being an annual event for 17 years and it started by the efforts of Vidhushi Uma Sharma.
The first performance was by Grammy winner Pandit Vishwa Mohan Bhatt. He played Rag Shyam kalyan. He is the student of Mrs. Ravi Shankar.
Then he played Meeting By The River for which he got the Grammy and you could see Mrs. Ravi Shankar gleaming with pride
Anouskha Shankar has been playing guitar since the age of 9 and was trained under her father Maestro Ravi Shankar $$$

Sunday, 10 January 2016

Afresh

10 day through since we started this new year 2016. By this time everyone has almost failed at their new year resolutions. If u have not then you are lying or you have some one breathing down your neck to make sure you continue that resolution you made in the end hours of 2015.

I do not believe in this concept of resolutions because it just give you a chance to fail at something in the very beginning of a new year. 

In fact welcoming new year 2016 was quite weird for me because according to me new year began with the onset of academic year.No one will ever be happy about the date changing and being left with only 20 to 25 day before your dreadful exams begin but this year the academic new year and the calendar new year happened to have the same beginning
So this year I decided to leave a few things behind with 2015 and accept a few for 2016
  • Subjects that made you miserable.                                                                         Seriously if you have a major to which you have to procrastinate and you absolutely hate then just leave it and give your life a new start.
  • Let go of people some people in your life do not put in as  much effort in knowing you or being with you as you deserve. They rarely have damns to give to any good or bad about you but you still think that they are important. My dear believe me they are not, if they do not care about you or have the time to appreciate how awesome you are then they need to be left off with the old date
  • Be thankful just spare a moment from your life and appreciate what all you have a roof above your head, a full belly and a few people to whom you are the world. if you have these things then you are the luckiest human on this earth. for that moment forget about what all you do not have just be grateful for all you have.
  • Do that thing that you wanted to. maybe it is that dish you have pinned on your pintrest or that new restaurant you wanted to try out or binge watch that tv show you wanted to or read that book you bought but never got around it. Just do it for yourself.
  • Save for something you really want to have. 
  • Travel. 

Monday, 7 December 2015

Brain war.

It's always the war within the brains
But
The heart is always at blame
It's your brain who want to be crazy
It's your brain that stops you from doing so
The brain wants to fall in love without caring about the world
The brain is the one who is scared to let its guard down
But we blame the heart to be mad to fall in love
and appreciate the brain to think the best for you
It's an illusion of the brain which makes us believe that the heart is to blame
But the it is the brain playing its game
The heart doesn't make decisions
It is a mere slave of our brains
It's always the brain which is at war with itself and we still blame our fool heart

Monday, 2 November 2015

Will she or she will

Will she be always alone
Or she will find a hand to hold
Will she have someone to wake up to
Will she be considered the world by someone
Will she be somebody's sun
Would she get a good night kiss from someone for rest of her life
Or will she be a old dog lady till she dies
Will she be thrown off her feet when someone hugs her
Will she cook the favourites of someone just to see that person smile
Or will she walk alone on the path of life
Will she have someone to fight with
Will she have someone to say sorry to
Will she have someone for whom she would fight the entire world
Or she would end up in this world all alone.
Will she find her love of life
Or will she be too alone till the end of her time

Monday, 31 August 2015

She

She was young
She was pretty
She would smile and be bubbly
She loved her life
She loved her work

Until

she was uprooted from all the joy to complete melancholy
She was objectified
She was checked out
She was made to feel insecure
She was made to feel weak
She was made to feel vulnerable
She was broken down
She was raped
By those hedious monsters of society

She but was she
She was strong
She was capable to overcome those insecurities
She built herself up again piece by piece
And joint herself to a new she
Who was not as bubbly or smiling, but still had a beating heart and would breathe

Saturday, 15 August 2015

From Believing To Trusting

Believing: to trust something without certainty.

When we first meet a person we believe what they say, we have no absolute certainty about their words.
When we get a new idea or when we start a new task we believe in ourselves to be able to complete it even here we are not sure.
It takes time to convert the belief into trust. And between these two things lies hope.
We hope that what we believe to be true so that the belief can be transformed into trust.
We also fear what we believe is not false because that can be saddening.
We gain trust in ourselves we are humans and we have a tendency to doubt and question and we question ourselves the most.
We question our belief, we question our hope, we question our boldness and then we fear for the consequences.
And once we have done all that we sit and wait for the outcome and if the outcome is in our favour then the belief turns into
Trust.
And that's the sweetest thing of all to be able to trust someone, something and to trust yourself above all.

But it can be the other way round, what we believe in can be faux, and the outcome; well not so pleasant as we expect it to be and that is saddening. If this happens we stop trusting anyone and we reach back to square one. This time more experienced, more cautious.

But does that help or our hearts rules out our brains ??

Saturday, 2 May 2015

Bhakti Sangeet 2015

Bhakti Sangeet is annually organised by Sahitya Kala Parishad department of art,culture and languages, Government of Delhi

It was a three day program filled with music and rhythm with numerous popular artist
Performance on the first day were by Norra Sisters,Dhruv Sangari,Anup Jalota
On the second day Meeta Pandit,Shubha Mugdal,Iqbal Ahmed khan enlightened the evening with their presence
on the third day Arshad Ali khan,Sumitra Guha,Kabir cafe, Master Salem were there to tie all the people present in a bond of art and music.

I was there too listen to Kabir cafe play,I had seen them on The Dewarists and they were really good,so i was looking forward for them to perform.

The band has 5 amazing musician Neeraj Arya is the lead vocalist and rhythm guitar and man behind the idea of this neo-fusion of taking words of saint Kabir and putting them in-front of this EDM loving generation.













Mukund and his violin have an unbreakable connection
Raman Iyer's mandolin was like an extended body part.
Poubuanpou Britto did magic with his bass guitar.
Viren did none less than spellbinding everyone with the beat of the drums.

They played Zara Halke Gaddi Hakko, Fakkiri (one of my favorites) which had a very interesting line 'kya chinega tu garibi se' which means no one can snatch anything away from a poor soul.

There performance was  followed by Master Saleem.Who is a well known Bollywood artist

Overall, it was an evening well-spent with great music and music lovers.










Thursday, 30 April 2015

Books

I had a great  day but by the end of it I was laying in my bed lights out and just had a thought process on.
Sometimes, it happens that even you are happy you start feeling miserable and start to crumble on the insides that is exactly what was happening to me.
So I decided to read something to divert my mind.
I had a Mills and Boons romance, the alchemist and the witch of Portobello on my bed side but I felt like reading none of them as there were hardcopies and I would have to switch the light on for that I for then wanted darkness as my companian along with the characters of my next read.
So I grabed my kindle and looked what I had and I had Anna Karenina a great read but not at the moment. 
I had the fault in our stars and paper town (both by John Green) which I had already read.
I had 3 books by John Green so I decided to read something more from one of my favourite author.
So I downloaded Looking for Alaska.
Around last May I didn't know who John Green was but by this time I have cried and laughed with the characters of his books.
And that's the beauty of ebooks it just takes a few minutes to download and I am good to go
I can read my book whenever and wherever I want.
And I tend to finish books way faster and I can read books that I would not find in stores so easily
Ya I have symptoms of an obsessive bibliophile
And this habit of reading was inculcate by my mother by making me member of public library and introducing me to the world of fairy tales and now I am big sucker for books

Friday, 24 April 2015

I am not perfect

I am not perfect
I am made of flaws
Maybe more than you thought
I have freckles and a cheeky laugh
Stitched together with an imperfect graph
I am a misfit
I may have a high pitched voice
But I voice what's right
that hurts you the,problem is yours not mine.
I am not perfect
I exaggerate
I am sarcastic
I don't hide my face when I laugh
My boldness blinds you.
My behaviour annoys you.
But I am well accepted among the people of my type
I say thank you and please
But I just don't over sugar coat things
I paint, I read, I write, I curse,I breathe.
I live my share of joy and my melancholy.
I fall, I rise, I mess up, I thrive
I am not afraid to admit I am a misfit.
I don't cover up, I don't conceal
Some may think I am blunt, some may think it's an incognito for my insecurities
But I am just me.
Stop pondering over the thought of me,
Just take a moment to check yourself out
You might be living in the house next to me.
-Kirti Lunia

Thursday, 2 April 2015

QUDSIA BAGH



(Pronounced qdeshiya) 
Hidden in the lanes of calm Civil Lines of Delhi. Extremely hard to notices.I had drived cross the beautiful ruins of qudsia bagh but never notice the piece of history lay there.
The 18th century establishment was a walled garden that sheltered a palace and yamuna river flowed besides this structure. The yamuna is now nowhere near and its place is taken by the Ring Road.

The enormously spread garden palace was built in 1748 by Qudsia Begum, one of the wives of Muhammed Shah Rangila,a Mughal emperor. Qudsia seduced the emperor when she was a dancer in the court and was then known as Udhman Bai.She later gave the mughals their last emperor.

 It is said that the garden had three storied fort-like walls all around it, with massive gateways on all four sides, but during the 1857 revolt, this garden was used by the British troops as their camp and most of the walls and gateways were destroyed. 

Later, it was restored by the British in their own style, and the entrance to the garden was restricted to locals, who were allowed to enter only at certain times during the day. What remains today is one gateway, one colonial-looking building which might have been the palace, and a mosque. The gateway is called Hathi or Elephant gate, and even in its ruined state, it looks majestic. 
The mosque is simple, with three domes, and is still a functioning mosque, and the colonial building standing in the middle of the garden looks like it may have been built on top of an existing building. Both mosque and building have recently been restored.
The garden was built in the traditional Persian char bagh (four garden) style, and was originally divided into four parts by the flowing water bodies and walkaways. There was also a raised pavilion to sit and admire the garden, and the four parts had various flower beds and fruit trees.
Today this garden is well maintained and a lot of birds, particularly peacocks, can be seen there. It is ideal for a peaceful walk, but also to sit back on a bench and admire the traces that history has left behind and imagine its lost grandeur.


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