Wednesday, July 22, 2015


The postman came with a letter. Ten years had been passed in a wait and when I gave up every hope, it came like a savior. I’d never expected that my only son, Rohan would change to become a stranger for his own dad who loved him more than himself. I ran towards the gate though my feet refused, almost wilted. As I opened to read it, a strange fear enveloped me. It wasn’t from Rohan but from my wife, Simran, whom I had murdered exactly ten years back from today. Her innocent wrinkled face appeared before me. I gasped.

Word Count: 100

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Book Review: 1st Job and 10 Mistakes by Uttam Kumar

My Review: 

''1st Job and 10 Mistakes'' by Uttam Kumar is a guide book for people who are to get their first job and tips on how to make a judicious use of first salary.  The author has discussed about ten very common mistakes that we usually commit in the beginning of professional life. Those are Loan for Loan; here author has shared an example from his real life encounter with a friend, who took loan after loans to pay previous one and how he was held up with six loans from six different banks. I wanted to know what solution the author suggested him that helped him get out of the situation  in 24 months. First Get First Join, talks on a very relevant ground. It's quite common to see people working in a field different from their qualification. The job offer might seem good but it proves to be a deal of loss in a long run. Stop Learning; with the first job in hand one becomes reluctant to learn new things. The author has suggested to keep ourselves updated with new technology and to read at least two magazines related to your respective field. You can't sit being dependent on your destiny solely. Goal Planning; our parents and teachers keep telling us about the importance of goal planning. Without goals we are simply a wanderer. Goals give us the reference points which show whether we are on the right path with right speed or if we need to take corrective measures. The books also talks about Equity Market, SpEaR theory (Spend, Earn and Repay), Credit cards, Launch paid, No goals and tracking.

The author's approach was quite nice to guide the youngsters but I felt he couldn't do justice to his book. At many places he has discussed about the problems he encountered in his case or the others' but he hasn't shared the complete details which makes it less convincing. Also, I felt the book cover is comic-like rather than a sophisticated one. I hope the author works well one his weak points and come up with something better for the readers with his upcoming books.

About the Author: 

Uttam Kumar has a Master degree in Mathematics. He has had a liking for writing since his childhood but ''First Job and 10 mistakes'' is his first published work. His upcoming books include, ''The Moment of Truth'' and ''Recruitment Hijacked''. You can email him at

Book Details: 
Title: 1st Job and 10 Mistakes
Authors: Uttam Kumar
Genre: Self-help
Type: Paperback
Publisher: Author's Ink Publishers
Language: English
Pages: 46
Year of Publication: 2015
Price: 100 INR

Blurb: 2/5
Description: 2/5
Writing Style: 3/5
Editing: 3/5
Book Cover: 2/5
Overall Rating: 2.5/5

Take it easy...

Motilal was a hawker at Kasturi railway station. He was a hard-working man. It was high time to get his eldest daughter, Anita married. Motilal had no savings so, he robbed. Guilt overtook him with fear. On the day of marriage, police arrested Motilal. He wanted to die there in shame, he yelled. His son-in-law held his hand and assured that he will marry Anita and get him bailed soon and that he still respected him. Motilal was touched, in tears. Dad, “Do not take life too seriously. You will never get out of it alive.”said Raghav. Motilal blessed him.

Word count: 100

Sunday, July 19, 2015

Haiku: Horizon

at the horizon 
the sun shines bright to take leap
to a full moon night

Written for Carpe Diem
and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #9

Let go!

You can't hold on to
your fear, greed and lies 
moment by moment they grandiose 
Free yourself. Let them go
before they take You away

Tears roll down
her pink tender cheeks
drop by drop
her heart ache
with tears she want to let go
her deep throes of loss

For today's prompt I've written a Micro-poetry consisting of five lines each of five words. Shadorma is a Spanish poetic form made up of stanza of six lines with no set rhyme scheme but syllable (3/5/3/3/7/5) .
Written for A Prompt Each Day - Set The Challenge Sunday #7
Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #19

Wednesday, July 15, 2015


   During those long boring lectures
I day dream of the world outside window
Kids merrily flying their paper kites
Girls gossiping under the tree's shadow

People on road, running in hustle bustle
But the nature is calm and at peace as ever
Sweating day, sunshine and partly clouds
I pray God to bless earth with some shower

While I am sitting in the classroom
There must be someone taking birth
and someone living his last few moments 
Life is train and our breath, its reserved berth

Probably my teacher has caught me 
In the case of lacking attention 
Today the fountain of tears won't flow
For I ventured on philosophic trance 

Written for A Prompt Each Day - Midweek Wordle #7
and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #15

Wednesday, July 08, 2015

Love... a beautiful song

My faded jeans and colorful top
Torn out pockets and teardrops
I stumble at another party to hip-hop
So as to unleash myself from what 
a failed love has turned me into
With loud music, DJ lights, mad rush
I want to forget past and flow ahead 
as swiftly as a river with pebbles in its way
Like time never look back to old things
Life is worth staying strong with replete zing
This was just an another experience I don't wanna cling 
 love is a beautiful song that everyone should sing

Written for A Prompt Each Day - Midweek Wordle #6
and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #8

Tuesday, July 07, 2015


Life is an up-down journey
It has eventful rides 
to test your patience and strength
Be yourself. Never regret.
 Today I want to ease off
 all my worries through bubbles

Written for A Prompt Each Day - In a Flash #3
and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #7

Monday, July 06, 2015

Lost Innocence

My day to day lessons included
Of honesty and kindness, virtues added
Goodness in me was embedded by birth
But soon the reality was unearth
 An ugly face behind tempting mask
Bribe, revenge, jealousy. Why? I want to ask
Where are those lessons of past?
This bitter side of world has left me aghast
 Those taught lessons are part of ignorance
With injustice on each step I've lost innocence

Written for A Prompt Each Day - Wordplay #6
and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #6

Sunday, July 05, 2015

Lost peace!

The world full of chaos 
and lives running on wheel
amidst blind race and evil
With lost peace of mind
Flute, nowhere to be heard.

Written for A Prompt Each Day - Sunday #5
and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #5

Saturday, July 04, 2015


I fly, fluttering my colorful wings in search of nectar among the beautiful scented flowers. Throughout the day I wander garden to garden. Untiring journey it seems, before my requisite to venture. Life is given for once and when it is for just a month! I wish to embellish the nature with the beauty it gifted me to please the eyes of men.

Written for A Prompt Each Day - Weekend Wordle #5
and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #4

Friday, July 03, 2015

The wooden bench and relations...

This wooden bench being overused
Is not tired of welcoming 
Then, why do we tire?
Of people, love and relations?
Has time shrunken our hearts? 

Thursday, July 02, 2015

A divine descend

Among the dried leaves
those memories heave
Crisp, conspicuous & crunch
autumn leaves, imagination hunch
The lone garden and deep tranquil
I had found myself blessed with nature's quill
I took a pen and a diary
the book of my emotions turned into a library 
Here, I wrote my life's first song 
and realized things weren't that wrong
Under the warmth of sun a sigh of relief
Converge at my heart's core, fall of a leaf
It detaches with the lost spring from a tree
A descend so divine that makes it free

Wednesday, July 01, 2015

Don't keep it...

With season's first rain
The city was overjoyed 
Relived of burning sun
Sensation was hard to avoid

The Church's bell rang
And crowd melted to thank
almighty, at the holy hour
But the children had pranks

Kissing on each other's palm 
They rushed towards muddy ground
They slipped, rolled and danced
 Their laughter was more profound

As people rushed out to see
Their eyes and mouth dumbstruck
Two small kids fighting hard to death
Were happily playing in mud-struck 

There and then, children taught a lesson
No words were shared, no efforts were made
A message came in silence, all of them learnt
Ego and enmity are not something to keep but to forbade