A visit to the Holy City of Vrindavan opened up a new chapter to the book of life. Besides being a city of temples it is also a city of Widows. This poem is the poet's reflection of her visit at Maitri Ghar Widhwa Ashram.
Barely two weeks into the fresh new year when Nairobi witnessed the ugly scene of terror once again. This poem is a partial account of the unfolding of scenes as understood by the poet.
जन्मदिन की ख़ुशी तो होती है मगर क्या जीवन सत्य को समझ सके हम !
Wedded for life they planned to remain together but at their ripe age the plans altered.......
At the time of losing someone dear and even later on those known to you offer their condolences. How much of it is needed by the grieving you?
A certain generation of people is gradually slipping away from the holds of life and we are losing out on them helplessly.
Acceptance of the divine will at the demise of a parent doesn't wipe away the tears but helps in moving forward.
A tribute to my dear friend! Ulveena the daughter of Khaleda the strong And a fighter till her very extreme end A loser never, a level headed woman Breathed her last on 28/02/18 Leaving behind her precious gems Ra’ana, Ra’afa and Re’em.
Losing a parent is never an easy scenario. The very parent whom one takes for granted at most times leaves behind a gaping vacuum in one's heart . Acceptance! yes of course! one does accept the death of a parent and moves on in life having no other option. Grief! yes that too. Grief plays … Continue reading MEMORIES: A Father’s exit
The money minded health services spare no compassion and put to shame the very profession that should be the pride of any health facility.