Dear bhai…. 

Dear bhai,

I know you are in that big city, where all the people are tall and pretty,

where the roads are endless,  where the tall  buildings seem to touch the sky unlike our small village with forests near by, 

I just wanted to ask, that could I  visit too ? 

books that you read and broken pencils of yours and the empty room of yours,they make me cry bhai, I hug your old t-shirt and wipe my tears, 
in this house so big where I and nana live, I feel alone like a  ghost, 

I draw, do chores, and revise those small alphabets and words you taught me then, and now I have learnt to write letters holding those broken pens, 

I wonder some days are you playing hide and seek? To seek you,  I open all those empty cupboards and look behind the door, but to my surprise now that big arms don’t come and hug me from behind, and like always where were you hidden ,I couldn’t  find. 

And the hallucination breakes, and I think of you and remembering all those memories was all my mistake,

 I look at that white sky and imagine how big would be infinity, 
I stare at these empty roads

I wander in my dreams, I wake up in middle of the night with screams, 

through the little window I measure the sky,

I wonder why you  all have locked me inside?

Why didn’t you let me go to places I always wanted to go and why didn’t you take me along with you? 

atleast you could send me to that school nearby,

I compare myself not to humans but to those birds who fly freely in the sky, 

nana said that girls are like precious gems, so we keep them  safe in the treasure,

but without you I feel like a stone fallen on road  which is kicked again and again  ,but still not broken 

my eyes  flood tears and a day seems to be like thousand years,

alone one desire I hold to go to school like others,

I hope one day you come and take me to that paradise of yours and not much I ask but please  reply to  this letter of mine, 

your memories have started hurting, I wonder why don’t you miss me?

Have you found another sweet sister like me? Do you also hug her when you come back home? But you said you loved me more than anyone, not full but a little bit of love could you give me too? 

every night nana says  you’ll never come and you’ll never reply, but this time too my hope did not die,

and not much I ask but please reply to  this letter  and remind me that I have the world’s best brother. 


❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤


Hey! How are you wonderful people? 

 🍁And for those of you who don’t understand hindi- bhai means brother and nana means grandfather.

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An Angel with Red Rose… 

The black clouds were on the head, they covered the sun and marked the threat and rain of grief began,

lightning did happen, and the night came to play, the crowd rushed here &there, 

the day I lost my job, and the sky did sigh in grief,

the drops of water hurted me like thorns of hell,

my tears were covered, I was wet in pain &grief,

the shops soon got emptied, doors& windows got closed,

near the station I saw a little girl standing on the road with a red rose,

I saw her smile looking up at sky,

wet she was like me but she giggled lovingly with no worry, 

with curosity and dilemma blended in my head, I asked her where did she live,

she giggled again and said “the place where you have kept your feet, that is the ground on which I eat and sleep,”

I asked again what are you doing here in this heavy rain? 

with excitment she answered, I m seeing the magic in rain, 

What magic was it I asked her again, she replied “the drops changed their colour every now and then,”

I forgot the sorrow when she gifted me a smile,

I questioned that why was she holding a rose in the hand, she answered -I picked it up when a girl dropped it out of furstration and anger in head,

Where will you sleep tonight  I asked,

she answered “beneath the magical stars and the beautiful black sky after the magic show ends by” 

the conversation with this little genius did not last too long,

it rained and with another strike of lightning 

 she bounced and danced and dissappeared  before I knew, 

I felt the joy in the feeling of pain,

I enjoyed the newly explained magical rain,

that angel taught me great things, 

the sun sets, the hope doesn’t,

like the evening of summer,

and warmth of sun in winter,

she taught me not to chase love but be love,

I realised that like the sand in a person’s hand this life shall too pass in notime, smoothly and effortlessly no matter how tightly you hold,

a gift not asked was given to me, a ball of love, goodness dripping from her melted the long siezed heart,I wonder a stranger she was or an angel disguised as a litle girl…. 

💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟

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