Perspective 2020: Let The Journey Begin

This poem is a metaphor to some of the collective instances that we recollect when we connect the dots in our life. It is for the city dwellers who leave their hometown and get settled in an alien environment for their careers. And after a certain time sought of lose connect with their roots. This is the first poem recited by me at my first ever 'Twin City Poetry Club' Huddle back in 2016. Brief Mention Of Twin City Poetry Club, we are all poetry family. If I had not been member of Twin City Poetry Club than I would have not got confidence in my writing. The learnings from their timely events are one of the reason for continuous improvement in my writing. More Information About Twin City Poetry Club: https://twincitypoetry.blogspot.com/ Coming back to the poem, it is a Marathi poem and English Translation for the same is also provided. Happy Reading! आठवणींच्या वनात ओढत गेलो स्वतःला त्यात विसरून आलो …… . ती सोनेरी पहाट , त्यात पक्ष्यांचा...

From my iPod Note, Dated back to 18-AUG-2018 (Please do read it till the end, Thanks !!!) A sweet tale of Chocolate Mousse! 18th August 2018 was again a awesome day awesome experience. In the morning around 11.00 am Shivam, Shubham, Vansh and myself met, w e gathered in Shivam and Shubham's PG room. Talking endlessly about CDAC Pune memories and the years that passed by. While remembering our Pune days the reference came of 'Chocolate Mousse' we had at a Parsi Baba’s Bakery located near MG road, Pune. Came to know about the place courtesy my friend Shabbir (Team Aerosouls for life, Bro Milte hai kabhi).  And thus 'Chocolate Mousse' remained in back of the mind, "Aaj Chocolate Mousse Khana hai :)".  The day went really fast and eventful, we all had a crazy meal together at a place called Café Petu. The name justified our appetite. Then played Cricket (Thanks Lakshya for arranging Bat and Ball). After playing cricket, we wat...

From September 2017 was not able to complete poems, essays, prose, abstracts and short stories. After so many drafts in Ipod Notes and Google Docs, was able to complete this piece in one shot. This one is dedicated to Writer's Block. It walks through a way to take it positively if someone really goes through it. Here it goes, The Writer's Block Two and half years past by Ink of mightiest sword is dry Last torn paper of fifth diary Gives proof of the failed try Forty Seven Topics Thought Off None transpired into its Full Form Where the hell did it Botched Off Not even matched pace of Earthworm Eight hours it took To write something soulful But mind is crook Doubts anything is meaningful Let's read the best work Of yours and your mentors Seriously that adds fuel Reminder! still missing metaphors Rhymes are inconsistent Structuring is haywire Flow is tossed References are mugged Figures of speech Hidden in abyss!...