Some people are meant to frame your destiny but not reach the destined destination with you.
The belief that ignites hope in the heart of a person to survive is the same belief that boosts the ego of the person and deters his progress by clouding his judgments.
Reinvent Yourself.Redesign Yourself.Reform Yourself.Restore Yourself.and if something is left of you till thenAppreciate Yourself.
If you were to love, love not for the lust that you yearn but the rather the pain that you earn with it.
You shall find true happiness once you have learnt to accept your loneliness.
A boy who could make his mother feel special inspite of his own ordeals is the boon from God in lieu of some good deed.
The only regret I have is that I couldn’t teach you a lesson in humanity and humility. A mother should not depend on his son and that’s the one mistake I committed.
The more silent you are at bed during times of crisis, the more are the chances of an amicable, dignified and a not so counterproductive interchange of romantic exuberance.
Sometimes all you need is someone who is willing to listen to you without advising or judging you.
We shall find true happiness once you have learnt to accept your loneliness.
Welcome to the 21st century cosmopolitan world where biased thoughts preside over unbiased deeds, simple gestures become overrated gossip materials and injustice is a part of long term justice.
It is the belief that we instill in them that makes them work round the clock to ensure it comes true.
These trembling hands no longer have the confidence it exuded a few years ago. Hope has been extinguished and uncertainty is what remains for the rest of my days now.
The rangers of the night stay strangers in the eye of time.
There lived a poet in the lands of gold,Wrote along poems unaffected by warmth or cold,His words spoke truth and pen’s stroke was bold,His only motive: lives to mould
You jealous souls are primeval without a doubt,Teach yourself to eat better instead of trying to eat one’s heart out.
People in your life leave you a rhyme,On leaving they leave a new footprint in the Sands of Time.
The picture has no religion, no caste, no name,And the best part about it is that the picture stays the same.
You don’t get to become someone’s hero unless you are already another’s monster.
Never trust your colleagues. Work politics are founded by them.
Salvation Creek flows till date, endless tears of motherly love and manly regret.
Some memories made in time will last ages tossed aside.
They who shared none of my defeats should take no pride in celebrating my successes.
Regrets are a waste of time and waste of time brings about regrets. It’s the best ironic cycle after life and death!