The Storyteller

This is a story of a small town girl who has given wings to her dreams. Her innocence is as pure as a morning dew. Her dreams are sacred to her like a morning prayers. Fighting with odds she made up her mind and packed her bags for Mumbai. She was unstoppable until Mumbai has shown its real face. Her only fault that she trusted someone as he was also from the same town. She felt like she found someone known in the crowd of the unknown. He promised her to help her out to find a decent place to live. She trusted and gave all her hard earned money for the rent; and then the dark night came when she found her self with all her luggage on the streets of Mumbai.. Why?? coz this guy never came.. he never called.. his phone was switched off... She never imagined that Mumbai can be so harsh to her aspiration.  I understand that people are bad.. they do bad things to good people.. but its so heartrending that people can even deceive someone who is struggling already....

This is was, i wasn't prepared for. Like its dark without stars on.. And I am left like, nothing we ever shared before.. Yea.. Like we never ever ever shared before.. I was shattered, but seems it doesn't matter to you. feeling it was my fault. Like it was my fault.. You never ever ever hugged me.. to make me feel like something to you.. n I kept guessing.. where was I went wrong.. But then I started spiraling, like an insecure, illusionist, crazy darling and then you started running, and left like, nothing we ever shared before Yea.. Like we never ever ever shared before.. There are millions reasons, why I should give you up. but the heart wants what it wants.. - Kriti Nagar (#KR)

Our life turns out to be who we were and how we managed to get through the toughest hours of our life. It is not the aura of our present that defines us, but I strongly believe that “incidents” in our life give us the real NAME. It has been said that our present is just a link to the chain of our life. We are never sure what it will be, until we turn around to look back the chain of incidents that has made what we are today. As a child, I was always inclined to do cultural activities in my school, but ironically the stage never liked me. Ever!  I still remember, every time when I went up to the stage, it gave me humiliation for some or the other reason. Sometimes I acted the entire scene unaware that the microphone was at the other side of the stage and the audience used to have a good laugh on my goof up.  I still remember the day when I participated in my school charity function (As I always had a soft corner for helping the needy), and to everyone’s surpr...

What are we doing..!! If we all have given our present government all the rights to make decisions.. then why we are not showing confidence and respect to our government.. In 2009, the UPA won a convincing 262 seats with INC alone winning 206 seats. Its all because of us who have made them serve our Nation, and now we all are opposing them to such a great extend. I am not saying that the demand for the amendment in the Lok Pal Bill is unjust, but the way we all are behaving is totally not accepted by me. Its actually like India Vs. India..which should be India Vs. Corruption.. Media is no doubt helping to enlighten general public about the conditions prevaling now a days, but somewhere down the line, we are refraining the golden rule of reporting .i.e. truth and fairness. Media in a true sense must report on all the aspect of any prevaling conditions, without giving extra emphasis on any one of the aspects. I am not at all opposing the provisions of the Jan Lok...

Metro stations are a home to a millions... Well few months ago this metro station has adopted me in his home as well... This was a brand new experience for me as I haven't closely observed such a busy city.. However I got certain opportunities to tour to such cities but that was of very short notice. So this time I grabbed enough opportunities to closely observe this city. Well people over here are not at all busy in a usual manner… But over here people are going…Just going don't know where…But still they are going…Here people are so much occupied in their work or even in their personal problems…That sometimes it seems to me that they are not even living. It’s really very sad to see all this. Anyway my first observation to the metro station was as wide-eyed as the wee hours of the morning. I was sliding down through the staircase and saw such a magnificent visual effect of the crowd. Those people who had just de-boarded one metro and were about to board the one standing at th...

Things changes..Yes, indeed it does.. It’s a simple law that revolves around us.. But do not know why things are changing so fast.. AM I WALKING SLOWLY.. Or things were not exactly as I had thought about.. There were no Commitments.. Nothing as such.. No promises of being there in joys & sorrows.. Still there was something.. Do not know what.. That joined them with a knot of trust.. Things were already totally different..Like the two sides of a coin.. Those that cannot come along..Though they even did not make an effort for the same.. They used to feel empty without a day’s conversation..Now things are not the same.. Same may be the days but not those two sides of that coin.. A Silent tear..an empty joy may fall from the eyes of one..but that’s not known to the other..

Tears are the Unspoken words which comes directly from the heart. They say those things which even words can't express. Few weeks back i had experienced the power of tears which makes me shiver even today.Every moment it makes me realize that i am the only reason for their tears. This is what i don't want to carry throughout my life..THE GUILT IS STILL THERE..EMBEDDED DEEP INSIDE THE CRUST OF MY HEART.. I just wanted to be the reason of their Smile..but..but.. Actually..during my internships at Allahabad,i came across the biggest truth which India as a whole is carrying along for years.Its the hunger..the scream..the pain of a child for FOOD Clothing and Shelter..The basic necessity of life.. About 10 to 15 families from Sonbhadra, largest district of Uttar Pradesh,India had migrated to Allahabad or rather i can say that they had been forced to leave their home and land. Now their condition is worst than Street dogs [Very sorry for using this kind of language but its t...