Will you read my book?

He was tired of seeing the same crap dished out by the movie industry. There were so many new stories to be told in so many new ways! Only once in a while there would rise a director from the mediocrity and give hope to genuine movie lovers. Movie lovers who were sick of the love stories or the vendetta stories. There would be stories of a little boy lost in the jungle or the story of a girl enchanted by an umbrella. There would be classics enacted on the big screen, reviving the era of glamour and opulence! There would be stories of horror, of a gory mudereress. The stories of ordinary people, ordinary things, told in an extraordinary way! Making heroes out of commoners!

He was the one who could make his stories reach to everyone, in a way that they delighted everyone, at the same time scaring the daylights out of them! With this hope, he sent his book of horror stories to this famous director. It was 5 years since then. Not a word from the director. The director would be bombarded with manuscripts, he thought. No chance for an ordinary writer like me! He gave up on the dream of watching his stories unfold on the big screen.

He used to go from office to office to showcase his work, getting rejected mostly & getting false hopes a few times. One day, a legend spotted his talent and gave him an opportunity to work with him. Rest as they say, was history. He was a successful writer and director now and his movies were reason of envy for many. He continued getting scripts from hundreds of people, begging him to look at their work and somehow make them famous too. Usually his assistant dumped most of the scripts in the bin & saved the best amongst the lot. Today, he was looking at the saved scripts and books. He was looking for something fresh, something different. His movies were getting predictable & he wanted to change that. While browsing, he came across this book. It was a compilation of spooky horror stories. He kept reading the book. The writer was not famous. Infact, this was his only published work. The tales of macabre were interesting to say the least. As he finished, he exclaimed, Yes! This is going to be my new movie! He didn’t wait for his assistant & sent an email to the writer immediately. He was a nobody too once. He owed it to himself to make another nobody a somebody!


If I could..

If I could..

I would hug you tight & kiss away all your pains..

If I could..

I would give you the sweetest smile to calm your nerves..

If I could..

I would hold your hands & walk along wherever you go..

If I could..

I would tell you how amazing you are..

If I could..

I would tell you how much I adore you..

If I could..

I would tell you that your silence hurts me..

If I could..

I would tell you I wish it was me you were looking for..

If I could..

I would dance with you in the rains..

If I could..

I would tell you that you are my strength and you my weakness..

If I could..

I would tell you that I want to be good enough for you..

If I could..

I would find the right words to win your heart!



Maybe it was not supposed to end this way..

Maybe you were supposed to tell me that you are crazily in love with me..

Maybe you were supposed to tell me that your life is empty without me..

Maybe I was supposed to tell you I feel the same..

Maybe you are still waiting for me like I do..

Maybe you will realise this some day..

Maybe then we will be together forever!

Time to Let Go


Hope is the best & worst thing to happen  to human beings.

Hope is the thing which gives us motivation to live, to work towards our dream.

Hope is also the thing which we hold on to when logic is saying otherwise.

Suppose when you have a crush on someone, hope that he / she will like you back will let you approach them, befriend them & let you express your feelings to them.

But you have to know till what time you need to latch on that hope.

If that person is not bothered to respond to your gestures, they are not showing any signs of liking you back,

Don’t assume that they are being shy but know that they are not into you.

Hope Rekindled!

It had been two years since he was working in this roadside eatery. His dream of becoming an international chef was dimming day by day but seeing smiling faces of his humble customers did give him a sense of satisfaction.. As he stood there mulling, he saw a man all drenched running towards the dhaba…he started rolling rotis for him.

It was raining cats & dogs. On top of it his car broke down in the middle of the highway.

Famished & tired, he looked around & saw a light some distance away. He ran towards it hoping for food & shelter. He sat on one of the benches & was promptly served hot rotis & subzi. As he put the first morsel in his mouth, he was astonished! Was the food really tasty or was it the hunger? After eating to his heart’s satisfaction, he went inside for a light & enquired about the cook.

The cook, he came to know, had run away from home because of his passion for food. He had got shelter & a job here.

He went up to the cook & asked him if he would like to work alongside him in his restaurant in Delhi.

The cook’s eyes lighted up… a reflection of rekindled hope in his heart!